Huangxiu

Chapter 939 The sword comes out
But Chu Zhiyuan was seen slowly floating up, with his feet getting higher and higher off the ground.

His eyes were still on the bronze temple, staring at the plaque.

Lu Qingyuan vaguely wondered if Chu Zhiyuan recognized the two words on the plaque.

The two characters on the plaque should be Phoenix, but they were written in sacred script that they could not recognize.

Could it be that the Prince Consort recognized these two words, otherwise why would he keep staring at them?
While watching, he was lifted up even though he had no strength to move his body.

I guess he has some understanding.

Can you understand anything from just two words?

Is this the world's most advanced understanding?
Chu Zhiyuan's body rose higher and higher, from looking up at the plaque to looking straight at it, and then to looking down at it.

His body continued to rise until it reached the side of the phoenix statue.

The flocks of birds around him gradually approached him, and first one or two groups flew around him.

Then there were three or four groups, then five or six, and finally all the birds were flying around him.

It was as if he had turned into a phoenix and replaced the phoenix statue.

Lu Qingyuan was stunned.

This strange phenomenon also attracted the attention of the surrounding Chaofeng Sword Sect disciples.

They all rushed over, but were blocked outside by Lu Qingyuan and could not get close.

"Junior Sister Lu, who is this...?"

A young man asked, discussing with Chu Zhiyuan, and shook his head: "It seems that he is not a disciple of our sect?"

Before Lu Qingyuan could say anything, a young man next to him said, "He is definitely not from our sect. Who on earth is he?"

They were very curious, but they did not suspect that Chu Zhiyuan had a shady background.

After all, not everyone can enter the cave, and a pass token is required.

The pass token needs to be obtained from the Hall of Hundred Affairs and is not something that can be obtained casually.

A young girl whispered, "Is this the twelfth prince consort?"

"Twelve Prince Consorts?!"

Everyone looked over in surprise, and then looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

More and more birds gathered together, forming a huge circle that covered the sky.

A flock of birds surrounded him, flying around in a circle that was constantly changing, sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller.

"It's actually the Thirteenth Prince Consort?"

They kept staring at Chu Zhiyuan.

The reputation of the twelfth prince consort Chu Liezhao is extremely loud in the Chaofeng Sword Sect, and almost all disciples of the Chaofeng Sword Sect know him.

Even the disciples of the four major sects were familiar with it.

First it was the Luoyuan Sword Technique, then the Baiyun Picture.

If the Luoyuan Sword Technique made them doubtful or even feel that they could do it, he was just lucky.

Their understanding of the White Cloud Map made them completely convinced of his comprehension.

"Junior Sister Lu, are these twelve princes consorts comprehending the martial arts of the God Clan?"

"Yeah." Lu Qingyuan nodded slightly.

“This is an epiphany!”

"Really have some insights?"

"Otherwise it wouldn't be so strange. How could I have ever seen something so strange?"

Everyone was talking about it and was extremely curious.

Everyone wanted to know what Chu Zhiyuan had realized, and whether it was the martial arts of the gods.

No one in the world can comprehend the martial arts of the gods. It is the celestial beings who comprehend the martial arts of the gods, and then they practice the martial arts of the celestial beings.

Although the martial arts of the gods are powerful, they are still one level lower. What would it be like if one could directly comprehend the martial arts of the gods?
Lu Qingyuan put her white index finger in front of her lips, signaling them to be quiet.

Everyone knew the opportunity and shut their mouths, staring straight at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan changed again.

Surrounded by a flock of birds, his figure began to become illusory.

As he became illusory, a palace gradually appeared in the void.

A huge bronze palace gleaming with golden light, which is almost identical to the palace below.

This palace was illusory at first, but gradually it became solid and real.

Everyone was amazed.

Looking at the original palace on the top of the mountain again, it has become unreal.

It seemed as if the bronze palace moved from the top of the mountain to the void, and moved in front of Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan, surrounded by a flock of birds, headed towards the palace gate.

The palace door opened slowly without any wind.

Golden light suddenly poured out, enveloping him and the flock of birds.

One by one, the birds turned into golden birds.

The clear chirping sounds rose one after another, becoming louder and louder, echoing throughout the heaven and earth.

They were undergoing a metamorphosis amidst the clear chirping sounds. After the golden light dyed their feathers golden, it continued to permeate them, causing them to undergo a complete transformation.

They become more majestic, their flight becomes lighter and more agile, and their eyes become brighter and more lively.

Chu Zhiyuan kept his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep. Surrounded by them, lifted up by an invisible force, they entered the gate of golden light and disappeared.

Only the bronze hall was floating motionlessly in the void, and the golden door slowly closed.

"This is……?"

People are becoming more curious.

What on earth happened and why did such a strange phenomenon occur?

People were talking about it.

Lu Qingyuan watched intently without saying a word.

Someone asked her, "Junior Sister Lu, has the Thirteenth Prince Consort comprehended the martial arts of the God Clan?"

Lu Qingyuan shook her head and said nothing.

"Didn't understand?"

"Brother Hu, I can't say for sure. Only the Prince Consort knows what it is like."

"Oh..., this is so curious."

"If we really comprehend the martial arts of the gods, can our martial arts be taken to a higher level?"

"Our current Chaofeng Sword Technique is the enlightenment of a god, it is already top-notch, right?"

"No matter how strong your understanding is, can you defeat the gods?"

"What the gods have learned may not be suitable for us humans to practice. Even if we try to practice it, the effect will be greatly reduced. The prince consort is not a god, so the martial arts of the gods he has learned may be more suitable for us!"

"Well, that makes sense!"

This concept is the fundamental concept of the disciples of the four major sects. They think that they should not comprehend and practice the martial arts of heaven and man, but should directly practice and comprehend the martial arts of the gods.

Therefore, disciples from every generation would try their best to comprehend the martial arts of the gods.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

Now there is finally a glimmer of hope. The twelve princes-in-law, who are extremely intelligent, are gaining enlightenment, and strange phenomena are appearing in heaven and earth.

Disciples of all generations have been meditating and there has been no movement, and such a strange phenomenon has never occurred.

In any case, it proves that he has gained some understanding that is better than that of the disciples of all generations.

Time passed slowly, and they stared at the bronze palace floating in the air, feeling that the days passed like years.

……

A clear cry suddenly sounded in the sky.

It spread to the entire cave in a moment and was almost everywhere.

The disciples' ears were filled with the clear sound, their blood was shaking, they felt depressed, dizzy and on the verge of falling.

The bronze hall suddenly shone brightly and turned into a small sun.

People had to close their eyes to relieve the burning sensation from their eyeballs.

When people could no longer wait and opened their eyes a little, they saw the bronze hall disappear and reappear on the top of the mountain.

And in the sky, densely packed golden birds were flying around Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and stood in the air.

The birds began to leave.

They have turned into golden birds, extremely majestic and fast as lightning, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

In the void, only Chu Zhiyuan stood as if walking on flat ground, slowly drawing out his sword.

He swung the sword lightly.

Suddenly, clear cries were heard, and hundreds of flying bird shadows suddenly appeared around him, flying around him.

The shadows of these flying birds were almost identical to the golden birds that had left earlier.

It is obvious at a glance that it is an illusion, not reality.

He pointed the tip of his sword at the woods below.

The birds swooped toward the woods.

And this forest is where Lu Qingyuan and the others are.

"not good!"

"Don't force it, get out of here!"

"Back off, back off!"

……

Everyone stepped back and dodged, but some refused to accept the defeat and fought back, brandishing their swords.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Amidst the dense explosions, bird shadows fell on the trees, causing them to explode into powder.

When the explosions subsided, the forest within a hundred meters had been razed to the ground.

Among the dozens of disciples, more than a dozen who had stubbornly resisted were already in tattered clothes and in a miserable state.

(End of this chapter)