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Footsteps sounded from the dark tunnel, and two people walked out.

Ye Jingtang's face remained calm as usual, but there was obviously a hint of sadness between his brows.

Shang Jianli walked silently, just like a ghost floating in front of him, his cheeks as cold as ever:

"The most tragic thing in the world is that heroes grow old and beauties grow old. Young Master Ye has not yet reached his crown. Such things are rare. It is natural to feel emotional, but don't take it too seriously. Everyone unfolds his life, and his experiences can make you and me

Moved faces and compassionate hearts should be used on those who deserve compassion."

"Does Master Hua have a story?"

“There is no one in the world who doesn’t have a story, no matter how big or small, wonderful or not.”

"hehe……"

After chatting for a few words, Ye Jingtang said goodbye and left.

But before he had gone far, he saw Wang Chihu running over and saying hello from a distance:

"Brother Ye, the prince has summoned you, come here quickly."

The injury has not yet left. Seeing this, he raised his hand to signal:

"Master Ye, please."

When Ye Jingtang saw Prince Jing summoning him, surprise flashed in his eyes. After adjusting his clothes a little, he followed Wang Chihu into the small door under the high wall.

A white wall seems to separate two worlds.

In front of the wall is the solemn and majestic Yamen. When you pass through the small gate, you will see a bright and bright scenery. Colorful flowers are introduced to your eyes. A verandah stretches over the green lake, leading to the scattered pavilions and pavilions. Countless young people in colorful clothes.

When a woman walks through it, she feels like she has walked from the human world to the Taoyuan of Heaven in an instant.

Ye Jingtang walked through the verandah without squinting his eyes, not looking at the brightly dressed female family members in the back house of the palace.

But unfortunately, he looks a little bit likeable to women. As soon as he emerged from the verandah, he noticed dozens of looks coming from all over the place, and he could faintly hear whispers:

"Whose young master is this?"

"What a handsome man. Could it be that our prince picked him..."

"What a perfect match..."

"If the prince doesn't like it, can you reward us?"

"You think beautifully..."

Since the maid in the palace was so naughty, it could be roughly inferred that Prince Jing was not a difficult master to serve. Ye Jingtang calmed down and followed Wang Chihu to Mingyu's downstairs.

It is a five-story building. Only when you get closer can you feel its majesty and splendor. The figure standing below is like a grain of millet.

There was a maid waiting at the entrance of Mingyu Tower. Wang Chihu stopped when he reached the bottom of the steps, and quietly winked at Ye Jingtang and said:

"Brother Ye, if you stand firm this step, you will save yourself 60 years of detours. You should be careful."

Ye Jingtang really couldn't respond to this, so he bowed his hand, then lightly picked up his robe and stepped onto the steps, following the maid into Mingyu Tower.

The first floor of the high-rise building is a spacious hall, but there are no daily furnishings such as tables, chairs, screens, etc. There is an open space in the middle, about six feet long and wide. The ground is not a wooden floor, but a black stone of unknown material with dense scratches on it.

There are eight huge pillars around it, and behind the pillars is a corridor. Dozens of desks are placed along the wall, with swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons lined up on them.

The martial arts of the Wei Dynasty was at its peak. No matter men, women, old or young, rich or poor, everyone would learn some boxing and kicking. It is not surprising that the queen has some weapons at home.

Ye Jingtang didn't pay much attention at first, and just followed the beautiful maid who looked back at him from time to time. But when he reached a desk, he stopped.

On the table made of mahogany, there is a long gun lying across it. The gun barrel is made of an unknown material, it is black and blue, and its luster is like jade.

The spear tip is one and a half feet long, and the black tip is like a mirror, emitting a dark and cold light under the light, and the same goes for the gun bottle.

There is no pattern or writing engraved on the entire gun, but in the eyes of a warrior, it looks like a stunning beauty with a jade body.

The most important thing is that there is a wooden sign under the desk with the name of the gun engraved on it:

Minglong

After Ye Jingtang learned about the "Crying Dragon Picture" from his adoptive father, he also inquired about the origin of this strange book - it is said that there was a founding monarch in history who met a strange person in troubled times and obtained a strange book.

He first entered the realm of martial arts, then conquered the Eight Wastelands and Liuhe and unified the world, and finally rode a dragon to ascend to the immortal world. For this reason, this strange book was called "The Singing Dragon Picture" by later generations.

The gun used by the founding monarch to conquer the world was also named the "Crying Dragon" by later generations. It is the first of the ten famous guns. It has been the private collection of emperors in all dynasties and has never been seen in the world.

As a martial arts practitioner in Ye Jingtang, if he suddenly sees this kind of 'golden legend' level equipment, he will inevitably stop and take a few more looks to distinguish the authenticity.

I don’t know if he was too absorbed in what he was watching, but while Ye Jingtang was observing carefully, a voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Like it?"

The voice is clear, solemn, and carries a majesty that cannot be disobeyed. Just hearing its voice, one can imagine a serious image of "not angry but self-majestic."

But this voice happened to come from the mouth of a woman.

Luo Ning's imperial sister voice is light and graceful, with a touch of softness. She sounds like a mature heroine walking in the mountains.

And this royal sister's voice is condescending, confident, and will not tolerate disobedience. She has the air of a domineering female CEO...

Ye Jingtang didn't hear the footsteps, and was slightly startled. He turned around and looked - there was an additional woman in front of the maid who was leading the way.

The woman has a jade crown on her head, wears a silver and white python robe, has a gold and jade belt around her waist, and hangs a green dragon pendant.

The style of women's clothing is obviously men's clothing, but it has been slightly modified to be more slim-fitting. The waist is very tight and the skirt is very large. The sacs are bulging out from the two balls. Even the five-clawed golden python on it has become fat.

Head dragon'.

The woman is very tall, about eye level with Ye Jingtang, so she stands out among other women.

But this woman's figure is very coordinated, with a standard nine-headed body, slender limbs, and a perfect waist size. The places that should be slim are slender, and the places that should be plump are very plump!

As for her appearance, the woman's eyebrows are three-dimensional, her skin is as white as mutton fat, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her lips are straight under the bridge of her nose, and she has bright red lips. She is extremely eye-catching, but not at all seductive. It can be said that she is beautiful.

It is majestic and majestic. Using 'beautiful' to describe it is too soft. I feel that using 'handsome' to describe it is more appropriate.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Jingtang saw such a powerful beauty with flaming red lips. He was really surprised, but he did not lose his composure. He raised his hand and saluted:

"I have met His Highness Prince Jing in the Night Terror Hall."

Dongfang Li was quite close to the person, standing behind Ye Jingtang. When he saw him looking back, he saw that there was nothing unusual about him, and his eyes were quite approving:

"Don't panic when faced with danger, don't be frightened by favor or disgrace, have a good mind, and don't be polite."

Ye Jingtang recognized the woman's identity from the python robe, but he really didn't expect Prince Jing to be so young. He stopped his hand and stood up straight. He did not look at Prince Jing's appearance, but looked at the 'Singing Dragon Spear' and answered the question just now:

"I just stopped to take a look out of curiosity. I don't know how to shoot. I really can't say I like you."

Dongfang Liren took the spear and looked at it in his hand:

"The Dragon-Crying Gun is an old object from hundreds of years ago. No matter how powerful it was at that time, it has been passed down to this day after all the killings. It can hardly be used for a big purpose. It is placed in the imperial city as a decoration. This gun is a replica, but the material is better than the original one.

, worse than anything else.”

He held the gun with one hand and handed it to Ye Jingtang:

"Try?"

Ye Jingtang did not answer the call and said with shame:

"I don't know how to shoot, and I really don't dare to waste natural resources. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Dongfang Liren took back his spear, put it back on the desk, and walked along many circular corridors:

"I am a martial artist. This building not only hides famous soldiers in the world, but also many martial arts secrets passed down from past dynasties. I have wanted to 'gather the best of hundreds of schools of thought' since I was a child. Unfortunately, people in the world have strict rules, and real kung fu can only be passed down to others."

Disciple, if you don’t teach outsiders, you won’t even give me the respect of the king.”

Ye Jingtang walked along and thought about it for a while:

"Prince Jing wants to learn my sword skills?"

Dongfang Liren paused and looked towards the Night Terror Hall:

"You are smart. Are you willing to let go?"

Ye Jingtang is naturally willing to give it up. His goal is to go to the palace to dig up the "Crying Dragon Picture". Compared with the "Crying Dragon Picture" and the connections in Prince Jing's palace, what is a swordsmanship that is exposed to the light?

"No matter how good the sword is, it all depends on who hands it. I dare not teach outsiders my true skills because I am afraid that they will be better than my master. My sword has already seen the light and cannot be used as a special skill. If I teach it to outsiders, they can use it better than me."

Okay, you can still defeat me with other moves; if I don’t use it well, this sword may not be as good as mine, so why not teach it to everyone in the world?”

Dongfang Liren nodded slightly: "You can teach me. The Immortal Wu is in the official city and will not refuse any grandmaster who comes to ask for advice. I am afraid that the other person will not understand and may have the same thoughts as you. Unfortunately, no one can talk to Fengcheng so far.

Officials and cities compete on the same stage, I hope you can do the same in the future."

"Prince Jing is too considerate of me. I don't have such great ambitions, I'm just a little selfish. I only know this one sword. If Prince Jing likes it, he can teach me one and a half moves afterwards..."

Dongfang Liren understood the meaning - exchange things for things - and she turned around:

"That's easy to say. Do you want to learn Junshantai's "Dragon Slaying Order"?"

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Ye Jingtang was really surprised when he heard this.

Sword master Xuanyuan Chao is the enemy of his adoptive father. If he can learn the "Dragon Slaying Order", he can use Xuanyuan Chao's sword skills to bring Xuanyuan Chaoqian down in the future and teach Jun Shantai how to use the "Dragon Slaying Order"...
To be continued...