At night.
The bright moon shines brightly.
In the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Li Zi sat cross-legged under the porch at night, circulating his Qi and concentrating on his cultivation.
However, after the true energy flows through the eight meridians over and over again and pours into the fifth divine treasure, the true energy will soon dissipate and become difficult to gather.
In the back room, Taotao noticed the young master's condition and looked worried.
Trouble.
In order to save the Confucian leader, the young master forcibly broke open the fifth divine treasure house, which caused heavy damage to the divine treasure house and severely limited the amount of energy that could be stored, let alone continue to improve his cultivation level.
In a sense, the young master's path to martial arts was over.
In a room not far away, Yun Ying looked through the window at the Li family boy outside and sighed softly in his heart.
How could this little guy's martial arts path be so difficult?
After going through a lot of hardships, he finally managed to break through the seven meridians. Now, due to this change, the road to martial arts was cut off again.
Isn't he the son of destiny recognized by the Book of Heaven? Why is his luck so much worse than that of the scholars back then?
Can't figure it out.
Under the moon, Li Ziye tried again and again, and after confirming that his fifth divine treasure was indeed unable to hold more infuriating energy, he didn't waste any more time, got up and started practicing his sword.
Cultivation cannot be improved, but swordsmanship can.
The cultivation level at the early stage of the Five Realms is enough.
With only one year left, it is impossible for his cultivation to be greatly improved. It would be more practical to practice sword skills more.
In a room not far away, Yun Ying saw someone's behavior, opened the door, came to Taotao's room, and asked, "Has he always been like this?"
Doesn't this kid have any mood swings?
The road to martial arts was cut off, yet he acted so calmly, neither happy nor sad, just like a monster.
"Um."
Taotao nodded and responded, "As the leader of the Li family, the most important quality is to remain calm at all times."
"ill."
Yun Ying cursed, sat down at the table, and said, "The injuries of Shen Zang are difficult to repair, especially if someone like him destroys a Shen Zang so seriously, it is equivalent to ending the path of martial arts."
"The young master has no choice."
Taotao picked up the ink pen and crossed out an account, and said softly, "When making this decision, the young master must have considered all the consequences. Since he did this, it means that the young master thinks this is the best thing." s Choice."
"Shenzang's injury may not be an incurable disease."
Yun Ying thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "I remember, I heard or saw similar words, but it was too long ago and I can't remember them."
When Taotao heard this, her expression was shocked. She immediately put down the account book in her hand and asked, "Think about it carefully, Holy Master, is there really such a way?"
"too long."
Yun Ying thought hard for a long time and said, "I visited so many sects and martial arts families at that time that I really can't remember them."
She didn't have a deep impression of this matter. She probably didn't have time to hear or see the content. She shouldn't be ignorant of such a valuable thing. The only explanation is that they were being hunted at that time.
However, at that time, they were hunted down so many times that they really couldn't remember where they were.
I don’t know if that crazy bitch Qin Grace was there at the time, but if she was, she might remember it.
Thinking of this, Yun Ying looked at the young man outside the room and asked, "Xiao Ziye, do you have a way to contact your master?"
"no way."
In the courtyard, Li Ziye was practicing his sword while replying, "She has been missing for more than a year, and I don't know where she is."
"Otherwise, you can post a reward order and put a reward on her."
Yun Ying suggested, "Find your master, and the problem of your divine being being injured may be solved."
"I heard everything the Holy Lord said just now."
Li Ziye stopped the sword in his hand and said calmly, "However, Master Xianzi may not be able to come back now. Otherwise, Master Xianzi would have rushed back long ago when my uncle broke into the palace."
"What you said makes sense."
Yun Ying thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then I'll think about it carefully, maybe I'll think of it one day."
"Not urgent."
Li Ziye said calmly, "Holy Lord, think about it slowly."
If there is really a way to heal Jinzo's injuries, you can find someone to ask.
Zhang Donglu, old man Zhang!
There are many stories about that old man. He must have done bad things when he was young. His knowledge may not be any worse than that of Master Fairy and the others.
The current situation is purely a matter of luck.
If Old Man Zhang can't do it, there are Old Man Wu, Old Man Xu, and Old Man Ge. As long as the method really exists, there will always be someone who knows about it.
Thinking of this, Li Ziye picked up the Chunjun sword and continued practicing with his sword.
He didn't know if he counted them, but he was shocked when he counted them. It turned out that he had known so many old men before he knew it.
The moon moves westward, and the night gradually passes.
At the break of dawn, Li Ziye went back to his room, rested briefly for half an hour, and then washed and changed clothes.
If you want to meet distinguished guests today, you still need to pay attention to some appearance.
About an hour later, outside Li Garden, a delicate figure stepped forward. Under the leadership of the servant, he walked straight to the inner courtyard.
The person who came was none other than the eleventh prince’s biological mother, Concubine Wen, Fan Wenzhen.
However, Fan Wenzhen came to Li Yuan, obviously secretly. Not only was he dressed in men's clothing, he even made some changes in his appearance.
In order not to attract other people's attention, Li Ziye did not greet him in person, but waited patiently in Taotao's room.
"Mother, please come this way."
In the inner courtyard, Taotao saw Concubine Wen coming, stepped forward to greet her, and took her to her room.
"Concubine Wen."
In the room, Li Ziye looked at the visitor, bowed politely, and said, "The situation is special, so I have condescended to you."
"Professor Li."
Fan Wenzhen looked at the young man in front of him up and down, and said calmly, "He has been famous for a long time, and seeing him today, he is indeed well-deserved."
"Concubine Wen, please." Li Ziye raised his hand and said calmly.
Fan Wenzhen nodded and sat down at the table.
Taotao served hot tea to the two of them, then knelt down quietly and sat aside.
"I never thought that Mu Qing would trust you so much."
Fan Wenzhen looked at the hot tea on the table and asked, "Can Mr. Li tell me the reason?"
"There's no particular reason."
Li Ziye answered truthfully, "His Highness Eleven and I have known each other for a long time, and our relationship has always been only average. It was not until I told His Highness the mixed tactics that His Highness began to trust me more."
"Did you teach Mu Qing the mixed tactics?"
Fan Wenzhen was shocked when he heard this and finally understood.
It turned out that the master Mu Qing was talking about was the third son of the Li family.
"Mother, let's skip the nonsense and let's get straight to the point."
Li Ziye looked at Concubine Wen who was disguised as a man in front of him and said seriously, "The Li family is also very interested in the creation of Night Ghost. Can we get a share of the pie?"
