"Your Majesty, the princess is here."

In front of the main hall of Changsun Mansion, a boy walked quickly and reported respectfully.

"Murong?"

In the hall, the eldest grandson Nanqiao looked startled, looked at his nephew beside him, and said, "Yu'er, go pick him up."

"good."

Changsun Fengyu nodded, stood up, and walked outside.

In the front yard, Ninth Princess Murong walked in under the leadership of her servants. Her face, which was more beautiful than a flower, now looked a little haggard. I saw her pitiful temperament, which made people feel sad.

After Mu Bai's accident, Murong, as his biological sister, almost never had a good night's sleep again, and bloodshot eyes were clearly visible.

"Murong, why are you here at this time?"

Changsun Fengyu looked at the girl in front of him and asked with concern, "Looking at you, have you not had a good rest for a long time?"

"Cousin, I came to talk to my aunt. Can I stay in the mansion tonight?" Murong said softly.

"Of course, you can stay for as many days as you want."

The eldest grandson Fengyu said, "Auntie is in the hall, come with me."

After saying that, eldest son Fengyu led the way towards the main hall.

Soon, the two of them walked into the main hall. The eldest grandson, Nanqiao, stood up. Looking at the appearance of the girl in front of him, he said with some distress, "Murong, why are you so haggard? Sit down quickly."

"Um."

Murong nodded and sat down aside.

"Is sister okay?"

Changsun Nanqiao asked, holding the slightly cold hand of the girl beside him.

"My mother has been ill for a few days and has gotten better in the past two days." Murong answered truthfully.

Upon hearing this, the eldest grandson Nanqiao sighed softly and said, "Don't be too sad. Mu Bai is just missing now. As long as his body is not found for a day, there is hope of living."

The battlefield was too chaotic and no one knew what was going on. The imperial court and their eldest grandson's family had sent a large number of people to the north, but unfortunately, nothing had been found so far.

However, to a certain extent, no news is the best news.

On the side, eldest son Fengyu sat there drinking tea silently, not daring to say anything.

"Yu'er."

The eldest grandson Nanqiao noticed his nephew's reaction, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You have been very strange these past two days. So what did the third son of the Li family say to you?"

"Said nothing."

Changsun Fengyu came back to his senses, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Brother Li will be here tomorrow. If aunt has any questions, just ask him directly."

He wanted to say it, but he didn't dare.

After hearing what the former said, the eldest grandson Nanqiao became more and more certain that this boy must be hiding something from them.

at the same time.

Li Garden, inner courtyard.

Li Ziye took the parchment scroll of Feixianjue and continued to write and draw.

At the table, Bai Wangyu looked at the ghost-drawing talismans on the table in front of him and wondered, "Brother Li, can you practice the eighth form by drawing this thing?"

"Almost."

Li Ziye rubbed his injured chest and said, "We are not as talented as geniuses like you, so we can only use some science."

"Brother Li, are you practicing the eighth form now, is your zhenqi strong enough?" Bai Wangyu asked doubtfully.

"not enough."

Li Ziye shook his head and said, "I'm going to break through the five-story ban today. The moves I used to evolve the mirror body are somewhat different from what I calculated. I'll perfect them first, and then I'll find a way to solve the problem of the strength of the infuriating energy."

"This Flying Immortal Technique has really strict requirements on the intensity of Qi."

Bai Wangyu said with emotion, "Moreover, the mental method of Feixian Jue itself is not very sophisticated. Logically speaking, it is impossible to withstand such a violent consumption of true energy. I don't know how Li Taibai practiced it a thousand years ago."

This is the technique."

"Everyone has an opportunity for everyone."

Li Ziye said while writing and drawing, "Maybe, like me, he has several kinds of Qi integrated into his body."

"It's possible."

Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "As far as the Flying Immortal Technique is concerned, there is no doubt that it has serious flaws. The mental method is too ordinary, the moves are complex and difficult to practice, and the requirements for the strength of the true energy are extremely high. However,

, if you don’t practice the mental method of Flying Immortal Art, you just practice the moves, but you can’t exert its power. There are so many contradictions, no wonder no one has been able to practice it for thousands of years.”

"It's normal to have flaws."

Li Ziye responded casually, "There is nothing perfect in the world. If there were so many easy to practice and powerful techniques, everyone would become martial arts masters. However, to be honest, this Flying Immortal Technique is indeed a bit difficult.

Perverted."

In the past four years, he has expended countless manpower and material resources in order to practice this technique. Otherwise, the Li family has a strong foundation and wide connections, otherwise it would not be able to withstand such trouble.

"Okay, that's it. It's no problem."

After a whole afternoon, it was almost getting dark outside. Li Ziye looked at a table of ghostly drawings and said, "Then you can only practice by yourself."

"If it doesn't work, Brother Li can insert another zhenqi into his body."

Bai Wangyu suggested, "Anyway, we already have the great righteousness of Confucianism, the power of Buddhism, and the true energy of Feixian Jue itself. There is no need to add one more."

"That makes sense."

Li Ziye touched his chin thoughtfully and said, "But if I pour in another zhenqi, won't my cultivation speed become even slower?"

"Brother Li, don't think about cultivating on your own and continue taking medicine."

Bai Wangyu said sternly, "Although you have opened the seven meridians, you now have three true qi in your body, and the difficulty of cultivation is several times higher than that of ordinary warriors. How long do you have to cultivate by yourself? Anyway, the Li family has a great cause.

If you continue to use heavenly materials and earthly treasures to pile them up as before, it will go faster."

"That makes sense."

Li Ziye nodded again and said, "Speaking of which, I have another treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye took out the snake's dragon ball, turned it around on the table, and said, "I'm going to find a way to eat it."

"Isn't it necessary to get rid of the hostility?" Bai Wangyu asked puzzledly.

"yes."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "So, I have sent a letter to the Qinglong Sect, asking the Qinglong Saint to come over."

"Azure Dragon Saint?"

Bai Wangyu looked stunned and said in surprise, "The Qinglong Sect is thousands of miles away from here. Can she come?"

"I can come."

Li Ziye chuckled and said, "As long as the price is enough, I used to think that those fairies and fairies don't eat fireworks, but later I found out that it was because I didn't give enough money."

Nanling.

Qinglong Sect.

One of the eight high-ranking sects.

In the Qinglong Hall, Xiao Yiren, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, looked at the letter sent from the Central Plains, immediately put it away without leaving any trace, and said, "Xiao Xiao, you should go to the Central Plains. Go out and practice. It is not good to stay in the mountains all the time.

.”

"Mom, didn't you say before that people outside are so evil that you won't let me go down the mountain at will?"

On the side, Xiao Xiao said while eating cakes.

"The past was the past."

Xiao Yiren said calmly, "Go ahead. By the way, when you see the boy from the Li family, ask him for a Taoist technique that is suitable for our Qinglong Sect. Choose carefully. At least it cannot be compared to the two from the Tianhun Sect and the Xuanwu Sect."
Chapter completed!