Wu Changqing and Xu Yan soldiers fought in Tingchao Lake.
It was far less earth-shattering than the original battle between Chen Zhibao and Xu Yan's soldiers outside Beiliang City.
Even on the second day.
The servants of the Qingliang Prince's Mansion would only feel that yesterday's weather was a bit cloudy and uncertain.
If you say it thunders, it thunders; if you say it rains, it rains.
The rainy weather will soon pass without warning and turn into bright and clear skies, which is very strange.
But there are masters hidden in those mansions.
All of them have had extremely thrilling mental journeys.
There are even masters who have reached the first level. When the clouds were turbulent for nine days yesterday, they couldn't help but have the absurd thought that "Qingliang Mountain is about to be destroyed by thunder."
This day.
Nearly a hundred craftsmen came to Qingliang Mountain, and at the same time, they continued to move stone and wood from the other side of Qingliang Mountain to the mountain.
Tingchao Pavilion is going to be expanded again.
This time, it will be enough to expand the area by a hundred feet.
"Eldest sister and second sister, you didn't see it."
"Brother Qing's sword! It has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth!"
"If it weren't for the fact that Uncle Xu was equally powerful, he could have blocked 80% of the power of Brother Qing's sword."
"Ting Chao Lake, it's not as simple as expanding it by a hundred feet."
"Tsk, tsk, that scene, I think no one in travel novels would dare to write it that exaggeratedly."
Xu Fengnian bared his teeth and claws, and vividly described the grand scene yesterday in front of his two sisters.
The saliva flew everywhere, and Xu Weixiong rolled his eyes.
"A warrior can change the terrain of a hundred feet with his own force, and at least he can reach the level of Xuan Realm."
"But I guess that although Chang Qing's sword is powerful, Xu Yan's spear is equally powerful."
"The collision of the two people's strong energy poured into one move was the main reason why Tingchao Lake collapsed hundreds of feet."
Xu Weixiong held the scroll in his hand, but his eyes were wandering, thinking about the extent of his brother's strength.
"That's pretty awesome too."
"Changqing is only thirteen years old now. The thirteen-year-old Zhixuan is unprecedented. Changqing is the only one in the world."
Xu Zhihu crossed his arms and couldn't help but feel extremely proud of his younger brother.
"I'm not saying he's not powerful, but he has achieved such martial arts achievements at such a young age."
"I'm very curious about the peak he can reach in the future, which is to achieve a great feat like the sword god Li Chungang, who can dominate the world with his sword alone."
"He can still surpass Li Chungang and reach the height of the first person eight hundred years ago."
Xu Weixiong nodded noncommittally.
At the same time, she felt honored to have a brother who was a martial arts monster.
Listen to the tide under the lake.
I personally experienced the huge movement caused by Tingchao Lake yesterday.
Li Chungang stayed up all night.
"To teach or not to teach?"
He paced back and forth in the cabinet with a whirlwind of steps.
He muttered something to himself.
He held an ordinary pebble in his hand, which he rubbed back and forth with his thumb.
But after passing your thumb across the pebbles, there will always be some fine dust scattered on the surface of the pebbles, like being scraped off by a knife blade.
Under his feet, this gray dust has spread all over the ground.
It can be seen how tangled he was in his heart that night.
Yesterday's battle between the natural sword embryo and others.
It was simply breathtaking, no less impressive than when he was young and flying his sword across the Guangling River.
The more the natural sword embryo showed such pure sword intent and outstanding talent.
He became more and more itchy.
I really want the other person to inherit my mantle.
I am afraid that I will never be able to draw a sword again in this life, but if someone can draw a sword for him.
That's not a bad thing.
"If you teach me, you can let me pay attention to him under this Tingchao Pavilion for such a long time."
"That's fate, and God wants to give me a chance to make up for my regrets."
"You're so damn hesitant."
Click.
Li Chungang cursed and made up his mind, crushing the pebbles in his hand into powder.
Arriving at the solid iron door that he would never open in his life.
Li Chungang used his luck and slapped his palm on the thirty centimeter thick iron door.
The entire Tingchao Pavilion couldn't help but tremble suddenly at this moment.
Li Yishan on the top floor was surprised.
"How can this senior get out of seclusion properly?"
"Is it because..."
As if he felt something in his heart, Li Yishan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
He once calculated that Wu Changqing was as lucky as a human emperor.
There are countless opportunities in life.
The birth of Li Chungang was probably Wu Changqing's first big opportunity in his life.
Beiliang Prince's Mansion, in the inner courtyard.
Wu Changqing is in the courtyard where he has not returned for a long time.
He kept teasing the three-year-old child in his arms with his fingers.
"I didn't expect that only five years later, you are already at my level."
"It's hard to imagine what kind of storms your world will bring in the future."
Before leaving, Chen Zhibao came to Wu Changqing's courtyard.
Looking at Wu Changqing's gentle figure teasing the child in his arms, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.
He couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Brother Chen is joking, there is still a gap between me and Brother Chen."
"It was just a fluke that I was able to take Xu Yan's uncanny shot yesterday."
"By the way, after Huang Man'er was born, did any wandering immortals pass by the palace and leave prophecies?"
Wu Changqing said with a smile.
He looked at the slightly stupid child in his arms and couldn't help but curiously asked.
This Huang Man'er was born with a Vajra body, steel and iron bones, and immense strength. However, his spiritual intelligence has not yet been developed, and he still looks like a fool.
"You... are quite humble."
Chen Zhibao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, recalling the scene where Wu Changqing destroyed half of Tingchao Lake with a sword yesterday.
And Xu Yanbing's convinced look when he revealed his true form.
Back then, I defeated the opponent with my own hands, and the opponent never showed even the slightest bit of conviction...
This kid.
Although I think he is being modest, why do I want to beat him so much.
"No, actually I've noticed it a long time ago."
"The young prince's physique seems to be very special."
"But there seems to be some problem with his mind."
Chen Zhibao calmed down and looked at Xu Longhuo, who was only three years old.
"Huang Man'er was born with a Vajra body and a natural Vajra body."
"This is probably because he was too powerful in his previous life. In fact, I suggest that when I return to Wu Shi, I take Huang Man'er with me."
"Let him use the true method of Taoism to improve his understanding."
Wu Changqing gently pointed at Huang Man'er's forehead.
Wisps of spiritual energy poured into it, but before it penetrated much, the spiritual energy seemed to hit a wall and returned in vain.
But for a moment, Huang Man'er's eyes became a little brighter.
"Giving birth to a King Kong? Is the young prince born with a King Kong body?"
He does not mean that.
Chen Zhibao couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes, a little unbelievable.
How come none of these foster father’s sons are ordinary people...
