Meng Guangzhao's face was livid, but he still maintained his demeanor. He stood up with difficulty, clasped his fists and smiled: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, I didn't expect that Princess Anfu would possess such miraculous abilities despite being secretly hidden!"
Zhao Yancheng said lightly: "Our Dayu is different from your Dakun. Dakun has always been a place where the weak prey on the strong, and the strong are respected."
"Yes." Meng Guangzhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, reluctantly cheered up, and restrained the severe pain in his internal organs, and said slowly: "We Dakun have always respected the strong."
Zhao Yancheng said: "What our Dayu values is to be upright and peaceful, as gentle as jade, and to hide his sharp edge."
"See you for advice." Meng Guangzhao said slowly.
Zhao Yancheng shook his head and said: "Until the critical moment, we will not take action easily. The strong people here are like this. Hiding and not showing is the highest level. This time you are so aggressive that Anfu can only show his methods.
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Meng Guangzhao smiled.
Zhao Yancheng said: "Now do you still think you are worthy of Anfu?"
Meng Guangzhao took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said: "Although Xiao Wang is not talented, he also knows that he should not be arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. It doesn't matter if he loses this time, he will eventually be able to catch up with the princess!"
"Good ambition." Zhao Yancheng nodded: "Then go back and practice hard. You will practice for thousands of years, and then come back and see."
"Xiao Wang will do it!" Meng Guangzhao said slowly.
Zhao Yancheng waved his sleeves, turned around and left.
Song Kun and his guards followed him one after another, and everyone bowed and saluted.
After Zhao Yancheng left, the school martial arts field became more noisy, and people refused to disperse for a long time. However, no one paid attention to the pale and haggard Meng Guangzhao. He was vulnerable in front of Princess Anfu and was really not worthy of their attention anymore.
They felt that he would never be able to defeat Princess Anfu.
It's just that they are a little worried. Princess Anfu is so powerful, what kind of consort will she find to subjugate her in the future?
Later, people were curious about how Princess Anfu learned this magical skill, and why the princes and princes didn't have it, otherwise they would have jumped out to deal with Meng Guangzhao.
The name of Ruyi Temple was mentioned.
Princess Anfu had returned to Ruyi Temple. When she entered the main hall of Ruyi Temple, she saw Chu Li sitting on a futon and chanting sutras in a low voice. She carefully sat on the futon opposite him and waited for him quietly.
The main hall was empty, with only a few golden Buddha statues, a few futons, and nothing else.
The air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is refreshing and calming.
After a long while, Chu Li slowly opened his eyes.
"Master!" Princess Anfu said excitedly: "I defeated Meng Guangzhao!"
Chu Li nodded gently.
Princess Anfu stared at his face: "Master is not happy?"
"What's the joy of defeating Meng Guangzhao?" Chu Li shook his head and said, "You are satisfied now and don't want to practice hard anymore, right?"
"Of course not!" Princess Anfu said hurriedly: "I think practicing is very interesting, much more interesting than hanging out in the capital. Master, I want to continue practicing."
Chu Li said: "You are almost done with the Taiyin Body Refining Technique. It's time to practice something else."
Princess Anfu's eyes suddenly shone: "Master, what are you going to practice again?"
"Practice the Heavenly Spiritual Scripture." Chu Li muttered.
He has already thought that Princess Anfu's body has been trained almost enough to practice higher-level secret arts, and the spiritual energy in this world is so rich and abundant that practicing the Heavenly Spirit Sutra is the best.
What's more important is Shiwandashan.
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains in this world. Once you practice the Tianling Sutra, you are likely to enter the hundreds of thousands of mountains and use them for your own use. This will be a great help to Princess Anfu.
"Tian Ling Sutra...?" Princess Anfu pondered.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's good if you listen."
"Yes, Master, I will never tell anyone else, not even the father, the emperor, and the queen!" Princess Anfu said.
Chu Li smiled: "Let me teach you the method."
He said and gently pointed at her forehead.
The cultivation methods of the Tianling Sutra were passed down to the past. Since she wanted to have something to do with the Hundred Thousand Mountains, she couldn't use the technique of pulling the machine to steal the skills to practice the Tianling Sutra. It was better for her to practice hard on her own and become more pure.
An hour later, Princess Anfu woke up.
Chu Li said: "You can go ahead. It doesn't matter where you practice."
"Master, I'd better come here to practice. The practice in Ruyi Temple is particularly fast." Princess Anfu said.
Chu Li nodded: "It's up to you."
Princess Anfu said with a smile: "Shall I bring some more books?"
Chu Li smiled.
Princess Anfu knew that he liked to read, so she often brought over some books from the palace's treasury.
There were all kinds of books about everything, some even about plant cultivation, which he could read with great interest, which surprised Princess Anfu.
Princess Anfu said goodbye and left. As soon as she opened the door of Ruyi Temple, she was stunned.
I saw people kneeling all over the ground in front of Ruyi Temple. There were nearly a hundred people in a dense crowd.
When they heard the door open, everyone hurriedly raised their heads and looked over. When they saw it was Princess Anfu, they were overjoyed.
It was because they heard that Princess Anfu was a disciple of Monk Dingru, the abbot of Ruyi Temple, that they came over and knelt down to show their sincerity in entering the door wall. Of course, such a magical skill should not be missed.
In this world, only a person with such vast magical powers as a divine monk can teach such magical skills.
Princess Anfu frowned and glanced at them, humming: "What are you doing? Master will not be giving lectures in the near future. He needs to retreat and practice. If you have anything to do, we will talk about it later!"
A handsome young man cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, will the master continue to accept disciples?"
"I never heard Master say that." Princess Anfu said calmly: "Do you want to take refuge under Master?"
"Exactly." The handsome young man nodded hurriedly and said: "Your Highness, we want to practice martial arts with the master!"
"Oh, they specialize in martial arts training." Princess Anfu said: "Then I can tell you right now that the master will no longer teach others martial arts skills. You can leave!"
"We want to see the master in person and ask him clearly in person," said the handsome young man.
Princess Anfu snorted angrily: "Zheng Ji, why are you causing trouble and joining in the fun? Just go back and be your corps commander!"
This handsome young man is a squad leader of the Royal Forest Army. Since the Royal Forest Army are all heroes, their loyalty is unquestionable. However, because of his good background, the training is not rigorous enough and his skills are sparse.
Zheng Ji was somewhat related to the Queen, and he was good at speculating. He kept going to the husband's house, so he was familiar with Princess Anfu and knew that Princess Anfu was easy-going and could speak casually.
Zheng Jidao: "Don't you still see Master Dingru?"
Princess Anfu said: "Master is in retreat recently and doesn't see outsiders."
"Then when will you leave seclusion?" Zheng Ji said.
"Who knows." Princess Anfu said: "It may be one and a half years, it may be ten or eight years, or even a hundred or a thousand years."
Zheng Ji glanced at the people around him and hummed: "There are so many of us kneeling down to beg you, but you can't even let Master see us?"
"Amitabha!" The Buddha's trumpet sounded slowly, ringing in everyone's ears.
Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they looked at Chu Li who appeared next to Princess Anfu. The gray monk's robes were fluttering, and there was no wind, and the majesty was self-generated. It seemed that the whole body was shining with golden light, which made people feel inexplicably awe.
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