Chen Zheng somehow came out of He An's side hall and walked completely in a daze.

After walking to the central hall and looking up at the three words "Shizi Zhenshi", Chen Zheng's eyes were still dead. He unconsciously looked back at the side hall where He An was.

I saw a figure standing in the window of the side hall. The worry in his eyes made Chen Zheng feel refreshed.

No... I must have forgotten something.

Virgin said that the patriarch must have profound meaning in his actions.

But the patriarch said that he did not have to stick to the sword intent.

If you don’t have to stick to the sword intent, then what should you practice? If you are not suitable for practicing swords, what should you practice?

Chen Zheng's mind seemed to be completely triggered by the figure, and his mind instantly started to spin wildly.

He stood there, his whole body fell into madness, and suddenly, he seemed to think of He An and patted himself before he left.

Yes, it must be like this. The patriarch must have known for a long time that he is not suitable for sword cultivation, but he knows that he is paranoid and will not listen to advice without experiencing it, so he is now giving advice to himself.

"Everyone has his own path. Could it be that my path is to improve the level of cultivation? No, it is definitely wrong, otherwise the patriarch would not have created what the Tao is."

Chen Zheng suddenly seemed to open a door, but this door was half-covered.

Chen Zheng thought of that move of Fenghua and used the sword move to use Zhuanghe first-grade Zhuanghe eighth-grade sword move, and he understood that realm might not be anything in the eyes of the clan leader.

"Since it's not a state of cultivation, it's power..."

Chen Zheng whispered, and he felt that he had found his own way, and his heart slowly became hot.

He felt that he had figured out something.

One force reduces ten ways, and one force breaks all methods.

Thousands of sword intent, he broke it with one force.

All things in the world can be destroyed with one force.

This is what the patriarch wants to give him guidance.

Thinking of this, Chen Zheng suddenly felt that he was opening a door, the door to the new world.

And while looking up, he looked at the figure staring at him, and was waving his hand to signal to him.

"Class leader, this is to let me understand it as soon as possible..."

Chen Zheng suddenly knelt down from afar. He strengthened the strength of the eighth-rank river rank, as if he saw a gratified smile on the patriarch's face.

"I must go out of my own way, and I will break it with one force..."

Chen Zhengsan kowtowed, looked up at the figure, and his eyes became firm in an instant.

At this time, he seemed to understand his own way, looked deeply at the patriarch in the side hall, turned around and stepped into the central hall.

Now he can only be glad. If he hadn't looked back, he might have missed the patriarch's good intentions.

It was not that the clan leader did not give him guidance, but that the sword art was not suitable for him. He allowed himself to practice sword art and experience the difficulty of sword art. The more he practiced, the more he felt that the sword intent was difficult to comprehend, so he guided himself.

In this way, you will accept it.

With such good intentions, he almost didn't understand them and fell into paranoia.

However, Chen Zheng now knows that it is not a time to be grateful, but should immediately understand it, absorb all his understanding, and then try his best to serve his family.

Chen Zheng's heart was filled with passion, his scorching eyes, and his steps became more and more firm, and he walked into the central hall.

Nan Mo, who was originally practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Chen Zheng. She felt the mysterious aura. It was obviously Chen Zheng's understanding, but she felt the sword intent in her body, and there was no movement at all.

"Didn't you understand the sword intent?"

Nan Mo looked at Chen Zheng who entered the central hall with a strange look. After nodding to him, she instantly sat cross-legged on the other side, which made her feel a little curious, but Chen Zheng was obviously comprehension and it was difficult for her to verify.

He An looked at Chen Zheng entering the central hall with satisfaction and nodded.

"Sure enough, I still have the potential to be a life mentor." He An sighed. This world itself is not the only sword intent, but the best practice.

Just practice. Why do you have to worry about the sword intent? If you can't understand it, you can't understand it.

Sword intent improves combat, but strength is also very important. It is not good to master a few more powerful sword moves.

Although he was a little puzzled about why Chen Zheng suddenly knelt down to him, it was obvious that his words had worked, making Chen Zheng no longer confused about the sword intent.

He An watched Chen Zheng enter the room, nodded lightly, dragged his weak body and turned around and sat cross-legged.

He needs to replenish the sword energy in his body.

"It seems like I have to prepare some resumption pills."

He An muttered in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, and entered a state of cultivation.

And for Chen Zheng, it was obviously an exciting day.

Zong Yusi and Xia Wuyou also looked at the person in front of him with some complexity. Seriously, standing there made the three of them feel the pressure.

Xia Wuyou's expression was a little complicated. Not only did he know about Emperor Xia's arrangement to go to Mohe to announce the imperial edict, but the entire Daxia capital knew about it.

But everyone thinks that Xia Wudi will definitely not return to the capital, but will control the military power of Zhenbei.

Now that the other party is standing in front of him, Xia Wudi cannot not know what Emperor Xia is thinking, but he still returns to Xiadu, obviously with full confidence.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to meet him." Xia Wudi looked at Xia Wuyou and the other two with obvious expressions that he didn't expect him to come back, but instead spoke with a smile.

Xia Wudi was wearing a dark purple dress and beautiful patterns, standing quietly among them. Even though his hands were empty, it still gave Xia Wuyou and the other two full of pressure.

"Nervous? I hope you are not nervous." Xia Wuyou suddenly smiled faintly and instantly returned to his state. How could he carry his hands on his back as if he was calm, his expression was quiet, and it was obvious that his state was coming.

Xia Wudi's eyes slightly shook. Listening to Xia Wuyou's words that obviously wanted to stimulate him, he not only wasn't angry, but his eyes were a little emotional.

"Don't provoke me. I'm embarrassed to take this kind of trick that children use. It's not that I have to win, but we have all grown up. I don't want to lose this time..." Xia Wudi said lightly and stepped towards the prison guard.

And every step he took, his steps became more stable.

At the same age of prosperity, how can you be willing to lose your advantage?

Xia Wuyou also had a tone of a sudden. I have to say that he was choked by Xia Wudi's straightforwardness, and Huang Zhen obviously did not know how to interrupt the two powerful princes of the royal family, and just looked at it silently.

But Mu Tian is not the case.

Looking at Xia Wudi's back, he became more and more uncomfortable. Seeing what Xia Wudi said, he simply didn't take them seriously.

Even Mu Tian became more angry the more he thought about it.

"What arrogance? He doesn't remember when the four of us cried in the corner of the north gate of the inner city..." Mu Tian became more and more angry as he thought about it, and naturally blurted out, why?

It felt like Xia Wudi had never cried when he was a child, which made Mu Tian very upset.

Mu Tian said, obviously reacting, and glanced at the guard beside him and did not continue.

Xia Wudi, who was heading towards the prison guard, almost staggered. This was a bit unreasonable and a momentum was involuntarily emanating from him.

Xia Wuyou and Huang Zhen were stunned. The two of them could feel the strange gaze of the guard, which made them want to find a hole to drill down.

It is said that Xia Wudi's strength has reached the eighth grade of Zhuanghe. If the fight starts, the three of them will not be enough for Xia Wudi to beat him alone.

His faces subconsciously realized that they were away from Mu Tian. This is such a thing that they cannot be said.

Just looking at Xia Wudi's somewhat messy footsteps, Xia Wuyou and Huang Zhen looked at each other, and felt a sense of pleasure in their hearts.
Chapter completed!