You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

early morning

When the first ray of sunlight shone on the green grass, Changqing finished practicing basic swordsmanship.

He sat aside, frowning, thinking about how to use spiritual energy. However, after a whole morning of trying, he still got nothing.

Seeing Changqing's appearance, Yu Linglong couldn't help but walk over.

She curiously asked Changqing why he was so obsessed with exploring the combat uses of spiritual energy.

Changqing told her about his experience of being almost killed by the Great Wu Sect. Yu Linglong couldn't help but take out her melon seeds, ready to listen to Changqing's detailed account.

Looking at Yu Linglong's leisurely appearance, Chang Qing felt a little embarrassed, but under the pressure of power, he continued to tell his story.

After listening to Changqing's narration, Yu Linglong clapped her hands, and a hint of thought flashed in her eyes.

Then she told Changqing that due to the limitation of meridian strength in Tuojing Realm, not much spiritual energy can be stored, so the number of spells that can be used is relatively small. Usually, monks will cover their weapons with spiritual energy to fight.

The techniques used in the Tuojing realm are also relatively low-level and not very powerful.

Chang Qing was ashamed. This low-level thing was actually a rare treasure for him.

People are more infuriating than people.

However, Yu Linglong mentioned two special spells - Spirit Shield and Awakening Sword.

The spirit shield surrounds the body with spiritual energy to form a defense, similar to Lin Dawu Zong's blood and qi body protection, but its toughness far exceeds that of blood and qi.

The awakening sword continues to add spiritual energy to the weapon on the basis of its spiritual cover, allowing the spiritual energy to be swung out along with the sword blade, forming a sharp sword energy.

Hearing this, a hint of desire flashed in Changqing's eyes.

He couldn't wait to ask Yu Linglong to teach him these two spells.

Yu Linglong smiled proudly and began to explain to Changqing in detail the principles and cultivation methods of the two spells.

After saying that, Yu Linglong took the wooden sword from Changqing and slashed at the trees in the distance. The sword light left a cold white sword energy and sank into the forest. After a few seconds, dozens of large trees were cut off at the same time. The cut surface was flat and there was not even any sawdust. This power amazed Changqing.

The spiritual shield guides those free filaments of spiritual energy, condenses them into defense, and protects the body. However, in order to keep the spiritual energy hard, one must be very familiar with the control of spiritual energy.

Changqing devoted himself to the practice with full concentration.

Ten days later, he finally mastered the skill of the spirit shield. Looking at the shield in front of him that lasted for several seconds, he felt a surge of joy in his heart. This was an additional means of saving his life, which made him feel more at ease.

However, compared to the Spirit Shield, the Awakening Sword requires a higher level of control over spiritual energy, and Chang Qing could never succeed.

"I still have to practice!" Chang Qing sighed and smiled bitterly. His comprehension was okay, but due to his limited aptitude, his body couldn't keep up. He didn't expect that there were people in the world of cultivation who had "high aspirations but low skills". But he didn't give up.

Two days later, Chang Qing fell asleep unknowingly during his practice.

In the dream, that familiar voice sounded again:

"The dream of the mortal world, the desire to live forever, the death of the heart will bring forth the Tao, the desire will die and the Tao will remain..."

Even though the words are different, it’s still the same question.

Chang Qing narrowed his eyes and said firmly:

"You want me to be ruthless and desireless, right? But that would be no different from being a puppet. I can't choose, and I won't choose! In this world, I have to find a way to have the best of both worlds!"

The voice sounded again with mockery: "The heart is high as the sky, but the life is thin as paper~" and then it fell silent and no longer spoke.

Chang Qing in the dream was also silent for a long time, and then said: "Maybe."

It was already late at night when he woke up. The fog was condensing and his mind was unusually clear.

He began to think about how to solve the inner demon in his heart. Thinking about Yu Qingxi's identity and her possible plans, he gradually came up with a bold guess that was close to the truth: She wanted to seize the imperial power? !

Thinking of this, Chang Qing couldn't help but sigh at the woman's ambition.

"Perhaps I can take this opportunity to get rid of the inner demon in my heart," Chang Qing thought.

Not long after, he finally understood the trick of awakening the sword.

However, awakening the sword consumed too much spiritual energy, and he drained all the spiritual energy in his body after only using it twice.

A few days later, Changqing carried the wooden sword on his back, without taking anything else, and just told Grandpa Zhao and Yu Linglong that he was going out for a day.

He walked out of the forest and headed towards Changyang Town.

While waiting in Que Mansion, he thought about Yu Qingxi's condition.

He didn't observe her carefully when they parted last time, but this time he found that Yu Qingxi's beautiful face looked a little tired, her complexion was pale, her skin was a little dull, and she looked in very bad condition.

Changqing took out a piece of spiritual tea from his bag, asked for hot water to boil it, and poured a cup for Yu Qingxi.

Yu Qingxi held the teacup and sniffed the fragrance of the spiritual tea, and his spirit recovered a little.

She took a sip of tea, feeling the warmth flowing through her body and the comfort she felt.

Just as she was marveling at the magical properties of the tea, Changqing asked about the war situation in Xingyang.

Yu Qingxi nodded and began to describe the current situation.

She mentioned that the battle between Xingyang and the Three Kingdoms Alliance was coming to an end, and neither side had a clear advantage, and they were now beginning to withdraw their troops.

However, Xingyang seemed to have achieved their goal.

As for the reason for launching the war, it was widely rumored in the court that it was because of the discovery of the legendary remains of an immortal. These countries hoped to obtain the elixir of immortality from the remains.

"Immortality? How can it be so easy to get!" Chang Qing secretly said sarcastically in his heart.

But he didn't show it. Instead, he looked up in surprise and asked, "Immortal? Are there immortals in this world?"

"According to ancient legends, thousands of years ago, this world could still witness the beauty of immortals. However, due to some unknown reason, the immortals suddenly disappeared, and the immortal traces no longer appeared. These stories gradually evolved into legends, and now it is difficult to distinguish between true and false."

When Yu Qingxi mentioned these legends, her eyes sparkled with curiosity and yearning.

Changqing nodded slightly to show his understanding.

He looked directly into Yu Qingxi's eyes and asked, "I have observed your actions over the past two years and it seems that you are secretly planning something. I wonder if your highness can share something with me?"

Yu Qingxi almost spit out the tea in her mouth, but thinking that this was a special spiritual tea, she held it back and tried to stay calm.

She turned her beautiful eyes, stared at Chang Qing, and asked tentatively: "Oh? I wonder what Mr. Zhang wants to say?"

Changqing smiled slightly, dipped his finger in tea and wrote the word "power" on the table.

He looked up at Yu Qingxi, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Qingxi's expression instantly turned cold, and she asked, "What does Mr. Zhang mean by this?"

"We've come to this point and you're still pretending to be confused?" Chang Qing complained in his heart.

He looked directly into Yu Qingxi's eyes and said, "If ordinary people get power, they are officials; if it is the royal family, especially Your Highness, who has power, what is the next step?"

A charming smile bloomed on Yu Qingxi's face again, and she seemed to understand what Changqing meant.

She said softly, "Mr. Zhang, why bother testing me? I have no such intention."

Changqing smiled slightly, stood up and said: "Since Your Highness has no such intention, then Changqing is rude. I have nothing to do, so I'll take my leave first." After that, he walked towards the door.

Although his steps were not fast, Changqing was waiting for Yu Qingxi to stop him.

Sure enough, when he was about to walk out the door, Yu Qingxi's voice came from behind him: "Mr. Zhang, please stay."

Chang Qing's mouth corners slightly raised, he looked back and saw Yu Qingxi looking at him seriously.

She asked, "If this is true, what can Master Zhang do for me?"

Chang Qing answered without hesitation: "I will make sure you sit on that yellow chair and sit firmly!" His voice was full of confidence.

A trace of worry appeared on Yu Qingxi's face.

She asked, "Mr. Zhang, although you have the military power of a great martial master, there are five other great martial masters in the palace. How will you deal with them?" This question has always been a huge mountain in her heart.

Chang Qing smiled nonchalantly and said, "I have my own way. It depends on whether Your Highness is willing to believe me!"

His eyes were gleaming with excitement. The last battle had made him realize some of his own shortcomings, and even his cultivation had made some breakthroughs.