Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

Li Chengtian sheathed his sword, handed it to Ye Ling'er, and instructed her:

"Remember the rhythm and changes between the moves I just demonstrated. Practice them a few more times, and you should be able to master this sword technique quickly."

After speaking, he turned to look at Ye Ling'er, his gaze deep and focused, as if trying to see through her eyes to the depths of her heart.

Ye Ling'er took the sword from Li Chengtian's hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She gripped the hilt tightly, as if she could sense Li Chengtian's expectations for her.

She took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that she understood Li Chengtian's meaning.

Then, she began to imitate Li Chengtian's movements and practiced swordsmanship diligently.

Li Chengtian looked at Ye Ling'er and nodded in satisfaction.

He knew that as long as Ye Ling'er persisted in her practice, it wouldn't be long before she would achieve some success in swordsmanship.

He turned and walked toward the door, but before he had taken more than a few steps, Ye Ling'er called him back.

"Second Prince!" Ye Ling'er stopped what she was doing, looked at Li Chengtian's departing figure, and called out.

Li Chengtian turned around, looked at Ye Ling'er with a puzzled expression, and asked:

"What? Is there anything else?"

Ye Ling'er hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and asked:

"Brother Li Chengtian, could you... teach me more martial arts?"

Her voice carried a hint of anticipation and nervousness, clearly worried about being rejected.

Li Chengtian smiled slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and replied:

"Of course. Once you've mastered this sword technique, I'll teach you other martial arts."

However, you'll need to put in more effort.

Upon hearing Li Chengtian's words, Ye Ling'er's face immediately lit up with a bright smile. She nodded repeatedly and said excitedly:

"Great! Thank you, Your Highness! I will definitely work even harder!"

Li Chengtian smiled and didn't say anything more.

However, when he walked to Lin Wan'er's side, he was suddenly blocked by Li Tian.

Li Tian strode to Li Chengtian, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head to report:

"Your Highness, we have just received news from the Censorate that Prime Minister Lin's second son has died."

Upon hearing Li Tian's words, Lin Wan'er's face turned deathly pale. She looked at Li Tian in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice, "Who did you just say died?"

Li Tian raised his head, glanced at Li Chengtian, and seeing that Li Chengtian made no response, repeated:

"Lin Xiang's second son, Lin Gong, is dead, and his body is currently in the Censorate."

When Lin Wan'er heard Li Tian's words again, her eyes suddenly reddened, her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured to herself:

"Impossible...absolutely impossible..."

Yesterday, she clearly witnessed Lin Gong's figure, but now she learned that he had passed away. This news was like a thunderbolt to her, and she could not accept reality.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er's emotions were extremely volatile, and she could hardly control herself.

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Chapter 37 Yan Ruohai: The most likely candidate is that grandmaster who wields the sword.

Seeing this, Li Chengtian turned to Ye Ling'er without hesitation and said firmly:

"Ling'er, escort Wan'er back to the Royal Villa immediately, and then go to the Royal Villa to find Wan'er later."

Then, he turned to look at Li Tian, ​​his gaze serious as he gave him a solemn instruction:

"I need to go to the Control Yuan now to find out the specifics."

Lin Wan'er's face turned as pale as paper in an instant, completely devoid of color.

Her eyes widened in disbelief at what was happening before her, her heart filled with endless pain and sorrow.

Ye Ling'er also understood the urgency of the situation and that there was no time to lose. Without the slightest hesitation, she held Lin Wan'er tightly and said gently but firmly:

"Let's go, Wan'er."

Then they turned and left, their steps somewhat unsteady.

Watching the two walk away, Li Chengtian took a deep breath, composed himself, and then led Li Tian to the Censorate.

The Oversight Council, the Eight Trigrams Hall.

Inside the spacious and brightly lit Bagua Hall, a long table was placed in the center, and lying on the table was a person, Lin Gong, who had just been pierced through the heart by a sword.

Although he was the second young master of the Prime Minister's mansion, at this moment, he was nothing more than a cold corpse.

Zhu Ge, the chief investigator of the First Division of the Surveillance Bureau, and Yan Ruohai, the chief investigator of the Fourth Division, stood in front of Lin Gong's body, their faces gloomy and their brows furrowed.

They couldn't understand why anyone would want to kill this noble young master of the Prime Minister's mansion.

Zhu Ge gripped the note tightly in his hand, his expression grave.

The note appeared suddenly in his hand, and before that, he had no idea that anyone had come near him.

Such superb lightness skills and agility are truly astonishing.

If the other party had come to take his life, he would probably be dead long ago.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ge couldn't help but shudder, secretly relieved.

Yan Ruo took the note and glanced at it. Her expression changed slightly. A ripple appeared on her originally calm face, as if she had seen some shocking news.

He frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, then looked up at Zhu Ge with a sharp, piercing gaze.

Feeling a little guilty under his gaze, Zhu Ge quickly explained:

“I’ve already checked the words on this note, but they’re too ordinary to find any clues.”

He sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness and frustration, seemingly quite dissatisfied with the outcome.

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruo did not respond immediately, but instead frowned and fell into deep thought.

His eyes deepened, as if he were pondering some important question.

After a moment, Yan Ruo finally spoke:

"In that case, we can only look for the murder weapon in the wound."

After saying that, he slowly walked towards Lin Gong's body, his steps steady and firm.

He walked up to the body, bent down, and carefully examined the fatal wound on Lin Gong's chest.

After a long while, Yan Ruo finally stood up, his brows furrowed even more, as if he had encountered some problem.

Finally, he raised his head, looked at the crowd, and said:

"Judging from the wound, it should be a sword wound, but..."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

“But the wound is too small and too narrow, unlike the damage caused by an ordinary sword.” His voice was deep and powerful, moving everyone who heard it.

Zhu Ge nodded slightly, indicating his agreement with Yan Ruo's opinion.

He walked to the body, knelt down, examined it carefully, and then stood up and said:

"I've noticed that too, and I've already ordered people to investigate the top swordsmen who have recently appeared in Kyoto."

If there is any suspicion, an arrest can be made immediately.

Yan Ruo nodded, a serious expression on her face, and said:

"The killer this time is extremely skilled, with at least a ninth-rank combat power."

Lin Gong himself was quite strong, and he was surrounded by many expert guards; ordinary eighth-rank martial artists simply couldn't get close to him.

Zhu Ge echoed:

"As far as I know, there are only four skilled swordsmen near Kyoto who are suspected of being able to kill Lin Gong."

"Who are they?" Zhu Ge asked Yan Ruo, his eyes turning cold.

Yan Ruo's expression was solemn as he spoke, word by word:

"One of them is Xie Bi'an, a retainer of the Third Prince."

Zhu Ge frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled. "I do know Xie Bi'an. Although he is an eighth-rank martial artist, his swordsmanship is extremely high and his attacks are incredibly fast, so he possesses the combat strength of a ninth-rank martial artist."

But there are quite a few ninth-rank masters in Kyoto, such as Qin Ye, Ye Zhong, and Yan Xiaoyi, the commander of the Imperial Guards. These people are all capable of killing Lin Gong.

Yan Ruo nodded and explained, "What Zhu said is right, but Qin Ye has gone to the border now, so it is impossible for him to kill Lin Gong."

As the commander of the Kyoto Garrison Division, Ye Zhong was basically in the garrison camp, which was a matter of discipline.

As for Yan Xiaoyi, he was skilled with a bow and arrow, which doesn't fit the characteristics of the murderer.

Zhu Ge frowned even deeper and couldn't help but ask:

"Didn't you just say there were four? There are three more!"