Stunning beauty

Taixue Palace.

North courtyard.

Early in the morning.

When the disciples of Confucianism were doing morning class, Li Ziye ran over.

63 Confucian disciples, white robes, long swords, body skills, sword skills like flowing clouds and flowing water, very eye-catching.

Li Ziye is here to investigate the post.

Let's see how these guys are doing.

"Little Ziye, why are you here today?"

Chen Qiao'er saw the familiar figure of a young man in the courtyard, stepped forward and asked.

"It's been a long time, I miss Miss Qiao'er." Li Ziye said sweetly.

"Stop it."

Chen Qiaoer adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said, "You haven't given a lecture for a long time, why, do you want to get a monthly salary and not work?"

"It's been too busy lately."

Li Ziye said embarrassingly, "Take a few more days off, and when I'm not so busy, I will definitely come to class."

"You make the most excuses."

Chen Qiaoer said angrily, "You can figure it out, anyway, I don't expect you to be able to teach anything. By the way, I heard that you are practicing the Three Absolute Swords?"

"How did Miss Qiaoer know?"

Li Ziye was stunned when he heard the words, and quickly figured out something, curled his lips and said, "It must have been said by the two old men, Confucian Chief or Fa Confucian."

"Don't care who said it, how is your practice going?" Chen Qiaoer said lightly.

"Three Absolute Swords, there are only three moves in total, and I have practiced the second move now."

Li Ziye said triumphantly, "It should take a few more days to finish it."

"not bad."

Chen Qiaoer nodded and said, "However, the power of the Three Absolute Swords varies greatly from person to person and in different states. Moreover, each of the three levels of the Three Absolute Swords has a huge impact on the power of the sword move. Martial arts are not stable, nor is it the right path, you still have to focus on the Flying Immortal Art."

"I know, Miss Qiao'er, Master Fairy has told me these words more than once."

Li Ziye replied helplessly, "Aren't I in a hurry? It's been less than a year since my appointment with Huo Lin'er, and the Flying Immortal Art is so difficult to practice, so I have to find another way."

"You know the pros and cons."

Chen Qiaoer said seriously, "Jian Chi has already figured out how to practice the seventh form of Feixianjue, Wangyu and they will help you as much as possible, little guy, you have to fight hard, even though Huo Lin'er is the sage of Suzaku Sect Female, one of the four great talents in the world, but you also have the help of the entire Li family and Confucianism behind you, in terms of background, we are not inferior to her."

"Miss Qiaoer, don't worry."

Li Ziye said seriously, "I will definitely learn the seventh form of the Flying Immortal Jue, and then I will win the battle in a year's time."

"It's good to have confidence."

Chen Qiaoer smiled and said, "I'm afraid that before you fight, you will be timid. If this is the case, you really have no chance of winning."

"Sister Qiao'er, you still don't know me well. I lack everything, except money and self-confidence." Li Ziye laughed.

"Too."

Chen Qiaoer smiled lightly, because she worried too much.

Between the two talking.

In the north courtyard.

Morning class is over.

63 Confucian disciples drew their swords and saluted respectfully.

In front, Bai Wangyu returned the salute with his sword.

Subsequently.

The Confucian disciples left one after another, busy with their own affairs.

Chen Qiaoer also left, ready to go to class.

"Brother Li, why are you here?"

From behind, Bai Wangyu came, looked at the person in front of him, and asked.

"The mansion can't stay here, come and see how your training is going." Li Ziye said.

"It will take some time."

Bai Wangyu said truthfully, "However, Brother Li, if you have time every day, you can come and practice together. Maybe you can have unexpected gains."

"Practice together?"

Li Ziye thought for a while, nodded and said, "That makes sense, instead of waiting for them to practice and I'll learn later, it's better to practice together."

Speaking of this, Li Ziye looked at Little Red Riding Hood in front of him and complained, "Why didn't you remind me earlier."

"Just thought of it."

Bai Wangyu smiled lightly.

Hearing this, Li Ziye couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Brother Li, I have something to ask you."

Bai Wangyu looked around and said seriously, "Did you do what happened to Prince Xuanwu's son?"

That day, when Brother Li played chess with them, he went out once. Only he and Mr. Feng knew about it.

"Not to be said."

Li Ziye pretended to be mysterious.

Seeing the boy's reaction in front of him, Bai Wangyu immediately understood something, sighed softly, and reminded, "I won't ask more questions, but Brother Li, you must be more careful yourself."

"I know."

Li Ziye put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Old Bai, I have a question."

"What's the matter?" Bai Wangyu asked puzzled.

"You have stayed in the capital for a long time, do you know much about the First Prince?" Li Ziye asked.

"not much."

Bai Wangyu shook his head and said, "The Eldest Prince has suffered from leg problems since he was a child, and even after he left the palace to build a mansion, he has been keeping a low profile. Among the princes today, the Eldest Prince should be the one that attracts the least attention. "

"Are there any experts around him?" Li Ziye continued to ask.

"Have."

Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "Beside him, there is always a big eunuch named Zhao Jie, whose cultivation is at the late stage of the fourth realm."

"Late stage of the fourth realm?"

Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly, that was really difficult to deal with.

Li Jiaan's hidden stake in the First Prince's Mansion also noticed that Zhao Jie was not simple, but he did not expect that this old eunuch turned out to be a strong man close to the fifth realm.

"Brother Li, why are you asking these questions?"

Bai Wangyu frowned and said, "Don't be impulsive. No matter how the eldest prince is not taken seriously, he is still a prince, and he is His Majesty's eldest son. You must not provoke him."

"of course."

Li Ziye replied casually, "I'm just curious, just asking casually, let's go, go back to the house to practice swords."

After finishing speaking, Li Ziye waved his hand and walked towards the outside of the north courtyard.

At the same time, the Great Prince's Mansion.

In the backyard room.

All the servants were sent back.

In front of Mu Yuan, a figure wrapped in black air raised his hand, and his demonic energy filled the air, sinking into the former's legs.

About half an hour later, Soi Ying stopped and said, "Your Highness, give it a try."

Hearing this, Mu Yuan pressed the wheelchair with both hands and stood up hard.

"Boom."

However, before Mu Yuan could stand still, he fell down and knocked over the tea table beside him, spilling tea all over the floor.

"Your Highness."

In the rear, Zhao Jie's expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward to help.

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Mu Yuan drank in a deep voice, looked at his legs for a long time, and opened his mouth to laugh as if he had lost his mind.

"27 years!"

While laughing, Mu Yuan put his hands on the wheelchair and forced himself up.

He staggered and couldn't stand firm at all, and he didn't dare to let go of the hands that supported his body. However, the First Prince, who had been disabled for 27 years, actually stood up.

"Your Highness, please don't forget your promise to our Lord."

Ahead, the figure shrouded in black air looked at the eldest prince standing up in front of him, and reminded in a deep voice.

"rest assured."

Mu Yuan stood there, with an unprecedented smile on his face, and replied, "What I promised you, I will definitely do!