The tall bookshelf was covered with dust.
Every scroll is engraved with the traces of time.
The scroll titled "Era of Mythology" was picked up and put down again by slender and beautiful fingers, and the dust on it was gently blown away.
The man looked at the scroll carefully and was lost in thought.
As soon as the voice sounded, my thoughts stopped.
"Young Master, it's time to head to the arena."
The beautiful maids filed in, supporting their young master to go down the high steps and leave the study.
The young master sat down in front of the dressing table, and the maids surrounded him. They expertly helped the young master comb his long chestnut hair, brought him a gold-encrusted water basin to wash his face, and handed him green salt to rinse his mouth.
The young master looked at his delicate and beautiful self in the bronze mirror. The sunlight filtered through the screen window and caressed the face that had been kissed by God. It was bright and soft. He stood up slowly. The maids took advantage of the opportunity to put on him a red dress embroidered with red fish. Robe, covering white lining.
After washing up and breathing with his wife, the maids led the young master out of the spacious and grand mansion.
Only then did the young master gently wave his hand, signaling them not to follow.
The maids all understand that Xia Linshi Palace is very far away from the palace, and when the young master goes to the arena to compete, he is used to doing it himself.
The young master walked gently, under the palace gate, past Prince Yuan's palace, which brought him countless glory, wealth, and endless sense of depression.
Since both Prince Yuan's Palace and Xia Linshi Palace were within the inner perimeter of the capital city, the people living nearby were either princes, nobles, or high-level monks from Xia Linshi Palace, and there were very few pedestrians on the wide avenue.
The young master just walked gently on this broad but quiet and elegant road. The warm sunshine made people feel the summer that was not far away, and the autumn wind blowing and caressing the earth.
The broken sunshine makes the avenue look like a gilded treasure, broken into pieces by big trees, turning it into a quiet shade.
The young master suddenly felt at ease and walked forward. The sound of children laughing and playing could not be heard, which aroused a slight curiosity.
There were actually several children dressed as children playing a game, and the young master became very interested, as if he had forgotten something and wanted to join in the fun.
He smiled gently and walked forward quickly, reaching out and putting his hand on the shoulder of a child in plain clothes.
However, when those laughing and playing children saw his familiar delicate and beautiful face, their smiles froze, and fear involuntarily surged in their hearts.
"It's that guy..."
"Go quickly, go quickly."
The children spoke hurriedly in low voices, not daring to look at the gentle and kind eyes of the young master, and quickly walked past him and dispersed.
The young master was stunned, his outstretched hand froze in place, and a basin of cold water woke him up as if from a dream.
It's okay, I'm used to it.
He slowly retracted his hand and continued to walk forward expressionlessly. Occasionally, there was no need to affect his mood.
At this time, the young master suddenly felt some disharmonious factors appearing on the street.
After looking around curiously, his eyes were placed on the shady spot under the high eaves beside the avenue. There, was a little boy curled up in a ball.
The clothes were dirty and torn, the face was sallow and the muscles were thin, and the eyes were dull. There was a broken bowl in front of him, and the few passers-by covered their mouths and noses and walked quickly past.
Beggar?
There are beggars at the foot of the palace.
The young master was a little surprised. Looking at the passers-by who were walking quickly and trying to avoid them, he couldn't help feeling disgust and contempt in his heart.
Even though he is the young master of Prince Yuan's Mansion, he has never felt arrogant towards people of low status.
Lonely, without companions, shunned by others.
At this moment, the young master of Prince Yuan's palace, who was dressed in exquisite clothes, actually felt sympathy for a beggar on the street.
Although there are huge differences between you and me, to a certain extent, we are the same kind.
The young master thought sadly, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, walked gently to the little beggar, and slowly bent over and placed them in the notched bowl.
The little beggar stared blankly at the broken bowl. The broken silver sounded loudly, and his eyes were full of energy. He had not had a full meal for a long time, and he immediately raised his head happily.
When the young master saw this, he smiled tenderly, and his warm face was like a spring breeze that could melt even the solid ice in winter.
However, the little beggar was stunned when he saw the young master's face clearly. He climbed up tremblingly, turned around and walked away, not even paying attention to the broken silver in the bowl.
"Hey..." The young master stood there, a little lost.
That’s all…
Not once or twice.
Young Master, relax and move on.
There were still not many passers-by on the street. After walking for a long time, the road opened up in front, and a majestic overpass stretched across the road, with golden and red stone signs hanging on it.
On both sides, fully armed soldiers stood quietly, guarding the gate, like stone monuments, motionless.
Charles Palace.
This is the highest monastic academy that countless young talents from the Great Xia Dynasty flocked to, and the spiritual palace in the hearts of countless Great Xia people. Just step over the stone plaque under the overpass.
Sapphire stone spreads on the road, and the buildings instantly become much taller. Looking forward, you can even see many floating cloud palaces and various training places.
The most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly the ten-level golden steps floating in mid-air, and the giant golden bell full of runes and laws on the platform behind the tenth level.
On that clock, there is an extremely clear Daxia dragon and bird pattern engraved on it. It can be said that the extremely profound Daxia Dynasty's national treasure, the dragon and bird technique, is stored on it in the form of the law of the great road, waiting for the destined person. .
At the bottom of the golden stairs, many monks who came here in search of dreams were sitting cross-legged, trying to interpret the national treasure technique.
The majestic treasure of the country is so open and upright that it makes people interpret it.
Faced with the confusion among the monks, Emperor Xia declared that the magic is here, and if those who are destined to Da Xia have extraordinary talents, they can take it. If they are not destined, they will be interviewed.
Such a move shows the magnanimity of the current Emperor Xia.
Many monks had gathered under the Dragon Bird Celestial Bell, and some even started to climb the golden ladder. The young master didn't even look at it, and walked straight to the arena.
Even if I understand it, if it is really that easy to interpret, it would be in vain to call it a national treasure of Daxia.
Sure enough, as soon as the young master walked away, many people were bitten by the back legs and vomited blood.
The boy's chest showed a rich purple aura, and there was a rich golden aura hidden inside.
Among the four main meridians of human, Kun and Qian Sheng, the one who was selected to compete with the young master this time turned out to be a genius of the Qian meridians.
Kunmai Genius, a one-in-a-million existence, is ranked among the strongest among his peers in the Great Xia Dynasty.
However, the young master was not too surprised by his beautiful face.
After all, this is Xia Linshi Palace.
Within the same generation, there must be Xia Linshi Palace with the holy lineage.
The young man Ling Yi slowly clasped his fists at the young master. "Concession."
Then, he slowly opened his posture, and the tiger spirit pattern loomed behind him.
Ho ho ho ho ho!
He roared like a tiger, and his legs were filled with energy and launched into the air, with the power of a dragon and a tiger!
The Tiger Heart Sutra is understood by observing the divine tiger in the underworld. The heart is like a tiger, and the spiritual energy is strong and domineering.
Bang bang bang bang!
He leaned forward, punched his fists, and the tiger roared, and white wind swept out.
Boxing style!
However, how could the dignified young master of Prince Yuan's Mansion be frightened?
Raising his hand, flames swept through the ring and covered the ground with fierce fire.
The fixed wind is broken!
The prairie fire blocked the fierce energy and burned it directly. The warm and gentle young master's treasure technique was so domineering and ferocious.
boom!
However, Ling Yi was also a genius for Qian Zimai. He raised his hand to form a seal, and was not afraid of the high temperature that could even burn the wind of energy.
The snow-white energy flew wildly, condensed into a fierce tiger, and blasted out boldly!
Bang!
The red-orange flame was blasted open. He took advantage of the situation and continued to move forward. He gathered fierce energy in his right hand and exploded in front of the young master.
The raging flames gathered into a wall of fire, blocking the young master's body, but the characteristic of this snow-white energy was that it was endless, one wave after another, it was a continuous series of earthquakes, which exploded the wall of fire.
Ling Yi was overjoyed. Although Jin Qi's long-range attack was strong, its advantage still lay in its strong penetrating ability at close quarters. This undoubtedly gave him extremely strong close combat capabilities.
The flame wall split into two parts, and Ling Yilong immediately charged forward, but the young master with the flame sword condensed in him had already been waiting for a long time.
Pyroblast!
Bang!
The extremely hot flaming slash was launched, with the power of King Qin to sweep Liuhe. Although Ling Yi reacted in time, crossed his arms to block, and wrapped himself with snow-white energy, he was still blasted away.
boom!
The flames immediately swept up and surrounded him.
Ling Yi fell to the ground and coughed up blood. After he climbed up, his arms shook, like the arms of a ghostly tiger. He raised his hands to strike the seal of the fierce tiger!
The flames were torn open by him again, and he was surrounded by flames only half a point away, which was very thrilling.
However, when he broke through the flames, His Royal Highness the Young Master did not wait in place. He raised his hand to form a seal, and the flames were like chess pieces, suspended in the air.
On the arena, flames crisscrossed the arena, and nineteen chess paths suddenly appeared.
Luozi Tianyuan!
The young master raised his hand to pick up the chess pieces and dropped them in the air.
Peng Peng Peng Peng——
A spark ignites a prairie fire!
The red flame chess piece flew towards the Tianyuan of the chessboard, landed at the place where Ling Yi was, and exploded wildly. Ling Yi shouted in his heart that something was wrong, but there was nothing he could do about it.
He gave in.
The red flame chess piece did not explode, but disappeared with the wind, along with the nineteen flame chessboard across the board.
The young Ling Yi did not avoid the young master like others, but he was not warm either. He just greeted with fists as required by etiquette, then turned around and walked off the ring.
The young master responded with clasped fists after winning, and jumped off the ring happily.
However, the voice from the other side made the young master restrain his smile.
Ling Yi jumped off the ring and his friends surrounded him.
"There is still an insurmountable gap for the genius of the Holy Vein."
"Don't say that, Ling Yi, you are already very good."
"Yeah, let's keep working hard."
…
Eh--
The young master didn't say anything more and just walked out of the arena quickly.
Ling Yi, who continued to talk, glanced at the slightly lonely figure of the young master.
If possible, he would really like to make friends with the young master of Prince Yuan's Palace, who is such a talented person with holy blood. Unfortunately, given the situation in the court in recent years, anyone who comes close to Prince Yuan's Palace is simply seeking death.
Madam only allowed to travel for a moment, and the young master set foot on the original Jingya Avenue.
The avenue is still quiet, with few pedestrians.
The young master swept away his depressed mood and wanted to regain his leisure and elegance.
At this moment, three young men of the same age with outstanding appearance walked towards them, and they were not inferior to His Highness the Young Master.
A beautiful girl with long pale golden hair walked backwards and danced, talking to a handsome boy with short hair and one with long hair, and they were talking happily.
Passed by.
envious.
