I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 217 Prince Wang... Be careful with your eyes

In Youqing Mansion, a servant was pruning honeysuckle vines. Teacher Yin was walking through the corridor holding a book of articles. When he saw Chen Zhian from afar, he stopped and saluted him.

They didn't know Chen Zhi'an's identity, but since Eunuch Shi had trouble to invite him personally, he must be the prince's distinguished guest.

Chen Zhian followed Eunuch Shi to admire the luxurious scenery of the mansion and went straight to the deep backyard of [Shouzhuo Ju].

Before entering the door, one can already sense some powerful energy swirling around this Shouzhu Residence.

These energies are mixed with true essence, spiritual essence, and even thick blood, which is quite mysterious.

Chen Zhian was not unfamiliar with these qi movements and had seen them many times.

His expression remained unchanged as he stepped into the Shouzhu Residence.

The Fourth Prince was not seen at the top of Shouzhuoju, but only Princess Qixing was sitting on a high place. The light armor on her body revealed mysterious patterns that were faintly visible, and the patterns seemed to contain extremely powerful true energy.

This must be a second-grade Xuanbao, extremely precious.

There were several familiar faces in the hall.

Li Guiwan and Sushenshan Yusu were nodding at him.

Yan Hemian was still dressed in white, with an extraordinary temperament.

When Xie Beitu saw him today, the smile on his face was gone, and the admiration in his eyes had also disappeared.

Pei Nanshu remained silent.

Wang Long looked at him with a frown, wondering what he was thinking.

Almost all the strong young men from the six surnames of Dayu gathered together.

Chen Zhian, dressed in black, walked into the hall, looking more composed than before.

His tall body blocked the sunlight coming in through the door.

He also nodded to Li Guiwan and Yu Su, walked into the hall, and saluted Princess Qixing.

Keeping to one's simple ways suddenly makes things quiet.

Princess Qixing had a smile on her face as she looked at the expressions on the other people's faces.

In the incident a few days ago, the six families of Dayu suffered heavy losses.

Except for the Li family and the Yan family, many people from the other four surnames of Dayu died at the hands of Chen Zhian.

But that change had been agreed upon by the heads of the six families in Dayu, and was originally a game of chess.

It is obvious that this young man in front of him has profound experience and won this game, bringing the taste of failure to the six families of Dayu.

And the Li family was not completely unrelated to that incident.

Chen Shuijun fought many powerful men on Xueya Mountain. Li Chaoshan of the Li family, who was holding a silver spear and a real dragon, returned to Taizhuo Mansion injured. The head of the Li family had to heal him personally.

Fortunately, Chen Shuijun and Li Yinxi entered the Fengshan Terrace, otherwise many strong men among the six surnames of Dayu would not be able to sleep well.

Only the Yan family escaped the disaster. It was rumored that they found a [Taoxia Fairy Palace] and had no time to worry about Chen Zhian, let alone covet the Tao fruit. Instead, no one died and no powerful people were injured.

Because of these things.

The true geniuses among them all had different expressions.

The Gulan Wang family suffered heavy losses in this dispute, second only to the Shangyuan Lu family and the Longxi Xie family.

Therefore, Wang Long, who always had a gloomy temperament, looked at Chen Zhian with an unfriendly look even in [Youqing Prefecture], and there was a hint of murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

Xie Beitu of the Xie family seems free and unrestrained on weekdays, but he is a member of the Xie family of Longxi after all.

Not only was the head of the Longxi Xie family injured, but even a person listed on the Riding Whale Monument died.

If Xie Wujiu hadn't died, the Longxi Xie family would have had another talented person in the future!

With such a deep hatred, even if Xie Beitu wanted to pretend to be more free and easy, he couldn't control his emotions after all. When he saw Chen Zhian, the aura on his body became like a fire with fuel added, becoming more intense.

On the other hand, Chen Zhian...

This young man who came from Southern Jiangsu Prefecture and made a great name for himself seemed to have no regard for Wang Long and his companions.

As Princess Qixing invited him to take a seat, he looked around, suddenly strode forward and sat down at the table in the first row on the left.

According to the etiquette of Dayu, unless there is a person of absolute respect, the first row of tables on the left and right sides of the banquet hall will generally be empty with no one sitting there, as a sign of etiquette.

But Chen Zhian was not polite at all. He stepped past everyone and sat at the table in the first row.

Wang Long's frown deepened.

Li Guiwan sighed in her heart. Today, she finally understood how ridiculous it was for her to want him to submit to her and become her subordinate.

Chen Zhian has such a fierce temper that he will never be content to be inferior to anyone else.

But Yan Hemian did not look at Chen Zhian, but continued to stare at the broken sword in his hand.

After a few breaths, Princess Qixing's gaze fell on Yan Hemian.

A breeze blew through the hall, and Yan Hemian's white clothes fluttered, with an ethereal air, as if a little misty. He placed the broken sword on the jade plate brought by the maid.

"What did Master Yan see?" Princess Qixing asked with a smile.

Yan Hemian nodded and said, “This broken sword does contain a mysterious magical power that can guide the starlight into sword energy and merge it with the sword itself, greatly enhancing the sword’s killing power…

Moreover... this magical power is very mysterious and contains multiple magical powers. If one can comprehend all of them... compared to other third-grade magical powers, it has a stronger killing aura and can increase combat power to an extremely high level."

Yan Hemian told the story slowly and leisurely.

Li Guiwan couldn't help but stand up and took the broken sword again.

This time she comprehended it carefully, and through the word "starlight", she explored the mystery and finally gained something.

Li Guiwan condensed his right hand into a sword finger and made a light stroke.

It was clearly daytime, but there seemed to be twinkling stars in the void, falling on Li Guiwan's fingers.

The sword energy on the sword finger suddenly became sharper and its power greatly increased!

Li Guiwan's eyes flickered: "No wonder the princess said that the magical power on this sword has some connection with Yang Heyin, the Prime Minister of Daxi. Now that I think about it... this starlight sword energy magical power should be one of the many sword magical powers extended from Prime Minister Yang's [Sword Heart of All Stars].

This magical sword skill should be named [Big Dipper Flowing Fire], which is taken from the light of the Big Dipper.

The seven layers of sword light started from the Yaoguang Star on the handle of the Big Dipper, becoming stronger and stronger, yet each layer became more and more obscure and mysterious. If one could obtain the seven layers of sword light, this third-grade magical power would be comparable to a second-grade magical power...

Moreover, the consumption of true essence and divine essence is far less than that of the second-grade, which can be called an extremely precious magical power, rare in the world."

The Taizhuo Li family is a family of swordsmen, and their attainments in swordsmanship alone are even higher than those of the Uehara Lu family.

In addition, among the six surnames in Dayu, the Taizhuo Li family has the longest history and extremely profound accumulation, which allowed Li Guiwan to explore the origin of this magical power.

Chen Zhi listened quietly, taking a sip of tea from time to time.

At this time, the sword energy on Li Guiwan's fingers gradually increased, but in the end it did not turn into two.

After a few breaths had passed, Li Guiwan finally shook his head.

"Although the Big Dipper Flowing Fire Divine Power is powerful, it is also extremely obscure. I consider myself to have an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, but my current cultivation level can only comprehend one ray of sword light. I don't know how Prime Minister Yang was able to cultivate the seventh level of starlight when he was young."

There was a hint of admiration in Li Guiwan's eyes, and he looked at Yan Hemian again.

Princess Qixing's eyes were filled with interest as she also looked at Yan Hemian.

Yan Hemian said nothing, and in the blink of an eye, two sword lights flashed out, shining like stars.

"Yaoguang, Kaiyang..."

Li Guiwan's eyes moved slightly, and there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

She was ranked 46th on the Tiger Cub Monument, while Yan Hemian was ranked 39th. Li Guiwan knew in the past that Yan Hemian was incredibly talented and had a high level of comprehension, but he didn't know to what extent.

But looking at it again today, Yan Hemian can indeed be called a genius.

The 39th line of the Tiger Cub Monument... He is a true genius even in the world.

Princess Qixing nodded slightly and looked at Yan Hemian with appreciation. The sword energy in Yan Hemian's hand dissipated, and his eyes wandered to Chen Zhian.

Princess Qixing saw Yan Hemian's eyes and also looked at Chen Zhian.

"Mr. Chen is famous for his talent in swordsmanship. With the Luanxiu sword in your hands, a person at the first level of innateness can defeat a person at the sixth level of innateness.

This time... Mr. Chen traveled thousands of miles away with another famous sword in his hand, which also proved his talent in swordsmanship.

Sir, why don't you take a look at the Big Dipper Flowing Fire Magical Power on this broken sword?"

Although Chen Zhian didn't know why the Fourth Prince wanted to make such precious magical powers public, now that such magical powers were right in front of him, he naturally would not refuse.

Li Guiwan placed the broken sword on the jade plate again.

The maid bent over and handed the broken sword to Chen Zhian.

This broken sword was rusty and plain. The gap on the sword was not smooth and level. It seemed that it was not cut by other weapons, but was torn off by a strong man.

Instead, a glow flashed from time to time on the hilt of the broken sword.

Chen Zhian took the broken sword, and a divine aura fell into it. Suddenly, all kinds of mysterious magical powers on the hilt entered his mind.

Chen Zhian didn't have time to be surprised...

The picture of Jade Capital in the sky was slowly unfolding in his mind!

A light shone directly from the Mingjing Tower, merged with the light from Nanliujing, and then passed through Chen Zhian's spiritual energy and fell into the broken sword.

In an instant, in addition to the magical power of [Big Dipper Flowing Fire] on the hilt of the broken sword, there was another secret technique deeper in the sword that also entered Chen Zhian's mind.

[My cocoon]?
Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows slightly.

The light of Mingjing Tower was still shining, falling on the broken sword.

So in Chen Zhian's eyes, the broken sword began to shine with a strange light.

"This broken sword... seems to have a secret."

Chen Zhian calmly placed the broken sword on the jade plate.

Everyone in the hall was still looking at him.

Chen Zhian thought about it and also stretched out a finger.

Before he could engrave the [Four Steps to Chasing the Sky], he got the better [Flowing Fire of the Big Dipper], which was a great opportunity.

“However, the Four Steps of Chasing the Heavens are also extremely profound and can be used in conjunction with my Ling Ye magical power. I will need to make up for it when I reach the sixth level of the Xiantian realm.”

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The warm winter sun cannot reach the foot of Xiuba Mountain, making it seem a bit cold and quiet.

A handsome man in his early thirties, dressed in white Confucian scholar's clothes and a conical hat, looked up at the towering Xiuba Mountain.

There was still a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, and I wonder what he was thinking about.

Behind this man, there were two young people, a man and a woman. They were about twenty years old, but they had a very deep aura. They must be people who have achieved success in spiritual practice.

"Master, we came all the way to Dayu Xuantianjing just for this mountain?"

The person who was speaking was a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a still childish face. A cinnabar mole between her eyebrows made her look more noble. She was draped in a smoke-like gauze, inside of which was a pattern of flowing clouds and a hundred blessings with dark silver lines. When she moved, it was like a river of stars pouring down.

This woman must have an extraordinary background.

"For many sword masters in the world, this mountain is a holy place."

The man in his early thirties smiled and said, "Everyone in the world knows that I have been to Xiuba Mountain once and wrote a poem for it, but few people know that I have been here several times before, just for the many sword energy inheritances on this mountain.

At that time... this mountain was not yet called Xiuba Mountain."

"His name is Qi Yuanshan." Another young man nodded. He was carrying a heavy sword on his back. The sword was very wide, one foot long. The length of the sword should have reached the man's collarbone, which was quite amazing.

Such a heavy sword should be collected among the treasures of the universe, but this young man chose to carry it on his back.

"I haven't been to Dayu for a long time. This time I brought you here just to let you experience the sword energy on Xiuba Mountain... Throughout the ages, countless sword masters have left their sword energy on Xiuba Mountain to pay tribute to their predecessors and benefit future generations.

It is also about the secrets of Xiuba Mountain.

The two of you have already stepped into the top fifteen on the Tiger Cub Monument. If you want to go one step further and completely step into the top ten, you need to experience more sword energy and comprehend the mysteries within it."

The two young men saluted respectfully to the man in his early thirties.

But from his words, we can know that...the person who is well-known to the world and has written poems for Xiu Bashan is none other than Yang Heyin, the white-robed prime minister of Daxi.

It has been forty or fifty years since the Great Xi Dynasty collapsed into the Three Kingdoms.

Yang Heyin was originally from Liang State. Later, when Liang State was destroyed, he had to flee to Daxi. Later, he served as prime minister in the Daxi court for fifty years.

If you think about it carefully, Yang Heyin must be at least 120 years old.

But this scholar wearing a conical hat looks extremely young, only in his thirties, which is surprising.

These three people of extraordinary origins were about to climb the mountain.

Yang Heyin suddenly sensed something and turned to look towards Xuantianjing in the distance.

There, his former sword shines brightly.

"Ok?"

Yang Heyin frowned slightly: "Has anyone discovered the [Self-image Cocoon] technique that he left in the broken sword?"

He couldn't help but feel surprised.

The Dayu family monopolized the resources and inheritance of cultivation. No ordinary people could stand out. Those with extraordinary talents all came from those families.

By this generation, the younger generation of Dayu has lost competition and has become increasingly weak, with almost no outstanding talents.

It is a pity that during the reign of the Great Yu Kingdom, which was known as the second most powerful country in the world, there was not even a young figure in the top 20 on the Young Tiger Monument.

But today...

The magical power he left in the broken sword was triggered by someone, which greatly surprised Yang Heyin.

"It should be one of the royal descendants..."

Yang Heyin shook his head slightly and was about to climb the mountain again, but suddenly he sensed a few rays of starlight from the sky suddenly falling down and turning into heavy sword energy!
Yang Heyin, dressed in white, finally showed more changes in his expression.

"I just understood the inheritance, the Big Dipper Flowing Fire Divine Ability... and I can already activate the Jade Heng Sword Qi?"

Yang Heyin thought carefully. There were still no people from Dayu in the twenty places in front of the Young Tiger Monument...

"Is it Daoxuan Sect's Chixuanzi? Or is it the 21st ranked prince Chengtianzhang?"

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At this moment, Chen Zhian kept his simple mind and the purple air and the yellow hall continued to rise in his mind.

As Chen Zhian pointed his sword, three rays of starlight transformed into sword energy, merging with his Jiuxiao sword light, emitting a blazing brilliance.

Everyone in the field had different expressions.

But they are mostly inseparable from the word "surprise".

Princess Qixing had never practiced swordsmanship, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that she had practiced swordsmanship and comprehended it carefully...but she had only understood three rays of starlight!

"Chen Zhian just engraved this Beidou Liuhuo magical power? ... He is indeed worthy of being the son of Chen Shuijun, who killed six families and frightened them." Princess Qixing's eyes were bright: "Even if he doesn't have any prominent background, his talent in swordsmanship is enough to make him the top 35 of the Tiger Cubs Monument! And his foundation is not just swordsmanship."

Only when one reaches the seventh level of the innate realm will there be no limit to the number of engraved magical powers.

Wang Long narrowed his eyes, the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes almost overflowing, but no one knew what he was thinking.

But he never thought... Chen Zhian actually turned around and looked at him directly in front of everyone, with the same domineering look in his eyes, not giving in at all.

"My Lord...be careful with your eyes."

(End of this chapter)