A piece of news instantly swept through the entire imperial capital like a violent wave.
From the emperor's relatives to the peddlers and lackeys, no one knows about it.
After everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
Liu Jianli, the proud daughter of the Liu family, returned from the Wanjian Sect, but due to the backlash of sword energy due to her failure to make a breakthrough, her lower body was paralyzed and she could only use a wheelchair for the rest of her life!
At first, some people doubted the authenticity of the news, but when the royal physician stepped out of the Liu Mansion with a solemn face and rushed back to the imperial city, everyone knew that the news was probably true.
Like water droplets falling into a pan of oil, the entire Fengtian City boiled.
You must know that Liu Jianli is a rare talent that can only be seen in a thousand years. The leader of Wanjian Sect personally admitted that he will become a sword god in the future.
However, God is jealous of talents!
In the imperial city, after Emperor Mingde listened to the imperial doctor's dictation, Long Yan was furious: "Trash, they are all a bunch of trash. According to what you said, Liu Jianli's injury can't be cured at all?"
The imperial doctor crouched in the room, trembling all over: "Reporting back to the emperor, Liu Jianli was filled with thunder and penetrated by sword energy, and his meridians were severed, causing his lower body to lose consciousness.
Although the master of Wanjian Sect has eliminated all the sword energy in his body, there are too many broken meridians, and some of them are already intertwined. It is impossible to reset and reconnect one by one, and it is simply not possible to do it manually.
If you are not careful, Liu Jianli will probably die!
so."
That’s all.
Emperor Mingde was still about to get angry, but at this moment, Duke Liu Jiafu came to visit.
Emperor Ming was thoughtful, dismissed everyone, and summoned Duke Liu Fu.
That night, no one knew what Mr. Liu and Emperor Ming talked about.
Until the next day, a big news came from the Liu family.
Liu Jianli is going to marry in Jinyang City!
The person getting married is the Qin family—Qin Feng!
In Jinyang City, the sun rose in the east, and Qin Feng was once again awakened by the sound of sword dancing in the courtyard.
Looking out through the gap in the window, it turned out to be Qin An practicing his sword skills over there.
"My second brother has started to practice hard, but I am still lying on the bed. Thinking about it, I really shouldn't. No, I can't continue to degenerate. I have to enter the ninth level of Literary Saint as soon as possible!"
Qin Feng made up his mind, then turned over on the bed, um, squinted for a while
After about a stick of incense, Qin Feng opened his eyes again. He originally planned to sleep until noon, but for some reason, his right eyelid kept twitching, and he was always panicked and depressed.
Seeing that he was completely sleepless, Qin Feng could only reluctantly get out of bed, put on his clothes, and pushed out the door.
Qin An heard the commotion and looked up: "Sorry, brother, did I disturb you?"
Qin Feng cast a resentful look, "Aren't you talking nonsense!"
But this cannot be blamed on Qin An. When the Qin family moved to Jinyang City, most of the money was used to buy the restaurant Wangyueju.
Father Qin Jianan saw that there were not many servants and maids at home, so he wanted to buy a smaller house to save some money.
That's why the courtyard and the bedroom are very close to each other.
After thinking about it, I still blame that scammer!
Qin Feng waved his hand: "Actually, I woke up before dawn, but I just kept reading in the room." The majesty of being the eldest brother cannot be lost!
"Brother, you are really working hard. It seems that I can't slack off anymore. I will get up before dawn tomorrow to practice swordsmanship." Qin An's eyes were excited and his tone was firm.
Oops, he made a mistake. Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, wishing he could tear his stupid mouth to pieces.
The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Qin An began to wave the narrow-edged knife in his hand again.
Qin Feng originally wanted to leave directly for Ting Yuxuan, but he thought of Cang Feilan's instructions yesterday. In desperation, he could only sit on the side of the yard and watch his second brother practice his sword skills.
The Shenwu Taoism is divided into nine levels, with body refining as the main focus and weapons as the supplement. The use of these weapons is also divided into five levels of artistic conception.
It is the realm of Zhan Feng, Zhong Yue, clear mind, hidden weapon, and all gods.
The name "Zhan Feng" means that the weapons are as fast as thunder. As the saying goes, nothing is invincible except speed, and Qin An's attainments in swordsmanship remain in this artistic conception.
He is now practicing sword skills desperately, hoping to step into Zhongyue's artistic conception, and then use this to peek into the sixth level of Shenwu's power gathering realm.
"It's a good idea. My second brother's talent in the divine martial arts tradition is indeed enviable, but..." Qin Feng frowned and saw some clues.
Having read thousands of books, he could tell at a glance that the sword technique his second brother was practicing at the moment was the "Leaf-cutting Knife" in the Qin family's library.
The artistic conception of Feng is naturally no problem.
But if you want to enter Zhongyue's artistic conception through "Leaf Chopping Knife", even it is a bit of a fantasy.
He took the wrong path as soon as he came up. It's no wonder that Qin An has not made any progress at the seventh level.
"Second brother, please stop for a moment."
Upon hearing this, Qin An put down the narrow-edged knife in his hand and asked curiously: "Brother, what's wrong?"
"The "Leaf-cutting Sword" is of little use to you now. Apart from this sword technique, do you have any other sword techniques to study?"
Qin An shook his head: "Martial arts skills are a rare treasure in the world. My father spent a lot of money to find this sword technique. How can I have other sword techniques?"
Qin Feng lowered his head and groaned, which was considered understanding.
Daqian used force to govern the country and secure the country, so there should be no shortage of martial arts skills. However, most of the major sects and aristocratic families are people who cherish their own things. This leads to the pitiful lack of martial arts skills in the world for people to learn.
Yangyang Daqian, which occupies a vast area and has numerous talents, is always shrouded in the shadow of demons and ghosts. There is always a reason.
Wait, Qin Feng suddenly thought of something and his eyes widened.
"Yesterday I was in Tingyuxuan and read a lot of books. There seemed to be a lot of martial arts techniques in them?"
Qin Feng closed his eyes and thought, and soon found a sword technique from his memory that was most suitable for Qin An at the moment - "Tiangang Yuan Zhan"!
This sword technique emphasizes concentrating energy to break the surface. It does not rely on gravity but speed. It is exactly what Qin An needs at this moment!
"Second brother, come here and I will teach you a new sword technique."
"Brother, are you telling the truth?" Qin An was doubtful and strolled closer.
"Of course it is true, I will still lie to you." Even so, this sword technique only exists in my own mind, how can I teach it to my second brother?
After thinking about it, Qin Feng moved his eyes to the narrow-edged knife in Qin An's hand, thinking about it.
Although I haven't condensed my energy, I can practice the sword skills and then tell him the skills of how to move my energy. In this way, can't I teach him the sword skills?
Qin Feng felt confident and said, "Lend me your knife and I will demonstrate the knife skills for you."
"Brother, this knife is a bit heavy, I'm afraid of you."
"Huh? How much can a mere narrow-edged knife weigh? Do you really think that all scholars in the world are powerless? Bring it to me!"
"Oh well."
Qin An handed over the narrow-edged knife, and Qin Feng immediately reached out to take it, but the moment the other party let go of his hand.
Qin Feng only felt that his arms were overwhelmed, and his whole body fell a little shorter with the handle of the knife.