royal palace.
After correcting the memorial, Emperor Wu put down his pen, took out a piece of white paper, and wrote the word "Duan Shui" on it.
Cut off water.
The first style of Lingshui Sword Manual.
"Bring me my sword."
Emperor Wu said.
The little eunuch quickly walked to a golden sword scabbard, carefully took it off, and handed it to him with his hand above his head.
In the courtyard, Emperor Wu came out with the white paper and his sword.
The white paper was thrown into the air. Emperor Wu closed his eyes and drew his sword. He was not as aggressive as Lu Feng. He drew his sword when the white paper was about to fall to the ground.
The wind drives the white paper to fly. Every time the white paper is about to fall to the ground, the sword will always stir up a breeze and pass under the white paper.
This is a sword dance and an explanation of sword skills.
Since Emperor Wu ascended the throne, few people have seen such a scene.
Recalling the sword thrust by Lu Feng on the ring, the white paper was penetrated by the sword.
The word "Duan Shui" was broken open, and the paper fell to the ground lightly.
Looking at the sword in his hand, Emperor Wu said nothing. As soon as he raised his hand, the young eunuch took the sword.
At this time, the eunuch who had finished handling other matters happened to come over. He walked to Emperor Wu and tentatively spoke:
"Your Majesty is in a bad mood?"
"...I just feel that I am no longer a teenager, and that youthful spirit no longer belongs to me."
He admired Lu Feng for being full of vigor and vitality.
But that was not his son, and Lu Feng's talent made him jealous.
The chief eunuch knew that this was not a good thing to say, so he just said:
"Your Majesty's current experience is beyond the reach of ordinary people. This is human growth. Your Majesty, please don't overthink it."
Return to the imperial study room.
A book with ancient traces was placed on the table, but there was only one.
The lower part was completely burned by the fire.
Stroking the book, Emperor Wu said to himself:
"There are two books in total. Lu Qingtian didn't need it at the time so he gave it to Gu Linhu. He never thought of giving the other one to me."
With this Lingshui Sword Manual, he ascended to the rank of Martial Master. No one knows the importance of this book better than him.
He could feel that the Lingshui Sword Manual had more than four styles.
If you can know what's behind, then breaking through to the fourth-grade Martial Emperor is not a problem at all.
"Your Majesty, the Martial Academy is just a force after all. If you use some methods, you might be able to get it back..."
"Shut up."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Emperor Wu closed his eyes.
Although Gu Linhu was half disabled, he could not easily take out the Lingshui sword manual. Even if he died, he would not be able to find it.
I never doubted this.
Putting down his thoughts, he said without raising his head:
"How are the princes doing?"
"The Eighth Prince's heart has been damaged and he may not be able to practice martial arts. The Fourth Prince and the people behind the Zhou family have been eradicated. The other is the Third Prince. The Split Cloud Sect has decided not to accept the Third Prince into the sect. ”
Each of the three princes has not been doing well recently.
The tedious chores weighing on Emperor Wu's mind were reduced, and he rested on the edge of the table with one hand.
"I knew the Zhou family and the Marquis Mansion could solve it."
It's not that he doesn't know what the Zhou family does behind the scenes, but sometimes it's easy to get hurt if he touches it himself, so it's better to let others go.
"Where is the second prince?"
Naturally, the appearance of Wu Zun in the capital could not be hidden from him.
The chief eunuch thought about the news he had received and shook his head slightly.
"The Second Prince has no other actions for the time being except to visit the Eighth Prince."
But I know better than to show off at this time.
"Let them go. Whenever we can stop for a while, we will tell you then."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The farce cannot continue forever. What the capital needs most is stability. If things get too big, it will not look good on anyone.
At this time in the third prince's house.
Wu Zun from the Splitting Cloud Sect came to bid farewell to the third prince, and they were going back to the sect.
The original plan was to take the third prince away, but when they thought of Lu Feng whom he had offended, they quickly gave up the idea.
The third prince, who had known the news for a long time, wanted to persuade him to stay.
"I didn't think carefully about the death of the Martial Lord before, but my desire to join the Splitting Cloud Sect is true. This is also the token that the Martial Lord gave me before he died, saying that I can enter the Splitting Cloud with this object. group."
The reason why he was so sure at the beginning was because the other party told him about his important position in the Cloud Splitting Sect.
If not, the third prince wouldn't have left Lu Feng's side to him.
Who would have thought that now that people are dead, the Splitting Cloud Sect will not be able to enter.
The third prince took the token and said to one of them, Wu Zun.
They have already made a commitment to themselves.
"This token can indeed enter our Split Cloud Sect, but it can only enter the lowest disciples. If your Highness really wants to, you can also join the Split Cloud Sect."
The lowest disciple?
"Didn't you say you were a direct disciple at the beginning?"
The third prince couldn't believe how he could change from a direct disciple to the lowest disciple. This was a lie to him!
"I hope His Highness will think clearly. We have already provoked the princes in the city. It is still unknown how much impact His Highness will have on the sect if he continues to cause trouble."
"The reason why he is the lowest disciple is just to reduce our losses."
"Your Highness, please think carefully and come with the token."
The time for their departure was coming soon, and they didn't want to spend any more time here with a prince.
Seeing how resolute their attitude was, the third prince knew that he could not change. He clenched the token in his hand and could only send them out with a forced smile.
After sending the person away, his expression turned completely gloomy.
He still remembers the surprise he felt when he found out that he was favored by the Splitting Cloud Sect, but now it has become like this.
If he had not listened to the words of the imperial brother, the Martial Lord would not have died, and he would not have been rejected by the Splitting Cloud Sect.
The third prince punched the carved red pillar next to him with his fist, and then exhaled a thick breath.
His second emperor brother has many experts around him, so he should go and see that Lu Feng himself!
The weather outside started to turn cloudy at some point. It was still afternoon, but soon the wind started to blow.
When the third prince went out wearing a gray cloak, no one told him.
People's impulsive decisions are often childish. He had never thought about how Lu Feng dealt with Wu Zun.
He is an ordinary warrior. Looking for Lu Feng at this time is undoubtedly creating opportunities for Lu Feng.
As for Lu Feng finding a place to go fishing, he had originally asked a few people from before to go out to fight crickets, but no one agreed.
I had no choice but to continue fishing.
However, he caught a lot of fish this time. Po Jun licked his tiger paws under the tree and looked up to see the change in the sky.
This time it was just him and his owner, Yunshe, who didn't follow.
Po Jun scratched Lu Feng, it was almost time to go back, otherwise his hair would get wet.
Lu Feng wanted to fish for a while longer, but when he felt someone coming, he had no choice but to rub the tiger's head and stop fishing.
As soon as I put the pole away, I turned around and saw a somewhat familiar face.
If I remember correctly, it was the third prince I had seen during the hunt.
The wind gradually blew Lu Feng's sleeves. Po Jun had a fishing rod in his mouth. Lu Feng looked at the weather and said:
"Hey... You have to choose a good day to seek death."
