In the cold night, the bright moon hangs high, the incomplete moon is sprinkled with bleak moonlight, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.
Full moons are rare and incomplete, just now is the most common scenario.
The moon is like life, and it may be the norm if it is not complete.
Under the cold moon, in front of the main hall, Su Yi's figure stood still, and the mantras around her body were looming.
The secret technique of Qihuang, which was once famous in the primordial demon realm, made the royal family among the hundreds of clans jealous, and they joined forces to destroy the Qihuang clan and never have future troubles.
Today, the Qihuang Secret Art is reappearing, and endless incantations are pervading, ranging from virtual and solid, or Tianlong, or divine tiger, or troll, with thousands of changes, which are shocking.
Astonishing power, strange and miraculous, in the Prince's Mansion, the fallen leaves swept away, and the spiritual energy surged towards the front of the hall frantically.
The fallen leaves and the incantation merged, the dragon roared, and the terrifying sound swayed, shaking the sky.
Around the Prince's Mansion, the divine forbidden brilliance lit up, blocking the sound and vibration, without disturbing anyone.
The power of Tianlong breaking the city is rare in the world. It does not rely on the strength of the cultivator itself, but integrates the power of all things to the maximum extent.
"Qihuang's wisdom is truly amazing."
Ning Chen looked at the Heavenly Dragon, which was made up of fallen leaves and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, with emotion on his face. The human race was inferior to the hundred races in terms of physical body and longevity. However, the human race's wisdom was not comparable to other races.
With the help of the power of heaven and earth to strengthen one's own strength, such great wisdom is indeed amazing.
Not far away, the white tiger was lying on the stone steps boredly, watching his master practice the technique of Qihuang. Even if he couldn't understand it at all, he could feel the terrifying power of the Baizhang Tianlong.
"Your Highness is amazing."
Beside the white tiger, Shi Qing was sitting there, her beautiful big eyes full of excitement, she shouted.
"Roar"
Bai Hu roared in dissatisfaction at the startled movement of the woman beside him.
"Big tiger, be quiet."
On the side of Bai Huling, Xiao Hulu raised his meaty little hand and hit the former, a little angry.
Hearing the words, Bai Hu immediately fell silent, not daring to make another sound.
In the courtyard, the surging of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became more and more violent, and the breath of the hundred-zhang giant dragon continued to rise. A rare scene in the world reappeared in the world after tens of thousands of years.
"boom"
At this moment, the mantra Guanghua suddenly collapsed around Ning Chen's body, the starlight scattered and disappeared between heaven and earth.
The moment the incantation shattered, the Tianlong formed by the condensed leaves quickly dissipated, and the leaves flew and fell like rain.
The out-of-control power spread rapidly, and not far away, the expressions of Xiao Hulu and Shi Qing changed, with expressions of fear on their faces.
"Roar!"
At the moment of crisis, Bai Hu let out a low roar and stood in front of the two without hesitation.
Bang, the aftermath impacted, and the white tiger was directly knocked out and smashed onto the rockery in Fuzhong.
In the rumbling vibration, the rockery collapsed, and the boulders fell down, splashing the sky with sand and dust.
Ahead, Ning Chen looked at the fallen leaves scattered between heaven and earth, frowning slightly.
It was a power that was so hard to control, he was already very careful, but he didn't expect it to get out of control.
Under the gravel, the white tiger crawled out, shook off the dust from his body, and walked back to the small gourd as if nothing was wrong.
"Thank you, Big Tiger."
Xiao Hulu reached out and patted Baihu's head with his small hand, saying happily.
"woohoo"
Bai Hu replied in a low voice, saying that it doesn't matter.
On the side, Shi Qing watched the exchange between Xiao Hulu and Bai Hu with a smile of interest on her face. There was something strange happening in the general manager beside His Highness. It was the first time she saw a tiger with wings and a talking elixir.
In front of the hall, Ning Chen pondered for a long time, then moved his eyes, looked at the white tiger and the small gourd who were staring at the big eyes not far away, smiled, and said, "Are you alright?"
The little gourd flew up on his own gourd, landed on the former's shoulder, and said in a tender voice, "Xianchang, did you use a fairy technique just now?"
"no."
Ning Chen shook his head lightly and said with a smile, "This is a kind of power created by the human race in order to compete with the hundreds of races, by promoting strengths and circumventing weaknesses. It is closer to formations and prohibitions, and is fundamentally different from immortal arts."
"Is the immortal art powerful or is it powerful?" Xiao Hulu asked curiously.
"Each has its lengths."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "The immortal art requires a huge amount of true essence as the base to exert its true power, while the Qihuang Secret Art requires the understanding and application of the power of the origin of everything in the world, and it is actually a method of leveraging ."
"Oh, I don't understand." Xiao Hulu said simply.
"Ah"
Ning Chen chuckled and said, "These things are useless to you, you don't need to know so clearly, just go and play with the white tiger, don't just leave the house."
"Um"
The little gourd nodded obediently, and swayed down again while riding the gourd.
"Your Highness."
Shi Qing got up and saluted.
Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him and said softly, "Shiqing, I won't stay in the mansion for too long, maybe I'll leave again soon, have you and Shiyu made up your plans for the future?"
Shi Qing's face showed confusion, and she didn't understand what the former meant.
Seeing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, it seems that Shi Yu did not tell Shi Qing what he said earlier.
"It's alright, it's getting late, you should go down to rest first." Ning Chen calmed down and smiled.
"The slaves retire."
Shi Qing left with doubts on her face, what exactly did His Highness just say
In the backyard, Shi Qing walked back, stopped in front of Shi Yu's room, and immediately pushed the door in.
In the room, Shi Yu was sewing new clothes in front of the candlelight, and when she saw her sister who pushed the door in, she said, "It's so late, why don't you go to rest?"
"I just got back from the front yard."
Shi Qing looked at the former and said softly, "Shi Yu, His Highness Fang Cai said that he will be leaving soon, and asked if we have made any plans for the future. What do you mean by Your Highness?"
Shi Yu heard the words, her hand sewing new clothes trembled, fine needles pierced her fingers, and a touch of vermilion oozes out, dyeing the plain clothes in her hands red.
"It doesn't make any sense. Your Highness is kind-hearted. Maybe you just ask me at random. You have asked me before. It's not a big deal, so I didn't tell you."
Shi Yu suppressed the turbulence in her heart, covered her stabbed fingers without leaving a trace, and said with a gentle expression, "It's not early, go and rest."
"Oh"
Shi Qing was relieved, turned around and walked towards her room.
The door was closed, and Shi Yu put down the plain clothes in her hand. The sleeves that were dyed red with blood were like embroidered with a blood-colored rose. The beauty was intoxicating.
His Highness brought this up again, did he really want them to leave
She didn't know what His Highness was going to do, but she knew very well that His Highness's heart was not in the Heavenly Demon Royal Family.
His Highness asked them to leave, probably because he didn't want to implicate them.
It's just that they really don't want to leave.
Shi Yu looked at Su Yi in front of her, and there were tears in her eyes. Perhaps, their time in the Prince's Mansion was really short.
In the front hall, Ning Chen devoted himself to deducing the secret techniques of the Qihuang clan. With a single heart, he no longer had the energy to think about other matters.
The manpower is poor, and for Zhiming, it is not easy to protect relatives in the world, and it is impossible to understand others.
The secret method of Qihuang is complicated and difficult to understand. It has gathered the wisdom of the Qihuang family for hundreds of thousands of years.
Ning Chen studied it for a few days, but he still didn't know much about it, not to mention the mastery, he couldn't even use it proficiently.
However, in a few days, it is extremely terrifying to be able to know a little bit about it, and even the peerless geniuses of the Qihuang clan couldn't match it.
Comprehension, knowing destiny should be the first in the world, and no one can compare it.
Another night gradually passed, and when the morning light from the east fell, Ning Chen woke up from his deep thoughts, and looked at the east, and a dark look flashed in his eyes.
Time, what he needs most now is time. The technique of Qihuang is not easy to practice.
The power that can be out of control at any time cannot be used in battle, not to mention that the opponent will not give him a chance, even if it can be used, once the Qihuang technique is out of control, it will be a disaster for him.
Over the centuries, he has gone through countless battles, big and small. Luck is naturally one of them, but the most important reason is that he never risked his life on the power that even he could not control.
In battles, especially battles between warriors of the same realm, whoever can use combat skills more proficiently will have a greater chance of winning.
"Your Highness."
I don't know when, in front of the hall, Shi Yu came and said softly, "This servant made a dress for you, can you try it to see if it fits?"
Ning Chen shifted his gaze, saw the bloodshot eyes of the woman beside him, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Shi Yu smiled and said, "His Royal Highness's clothes are torn, and the slaves slept late last night and made the clothes."
Ning Chen nodded slightly, without breaking it, he was not a fool, Shi Yu's eyes knew that he had not slept all night.
"Your Highness, try it." Shi Yu said softly.
"Um."
Ning Chen took the clothes from the woman's hands, walked into the hall, and removed the worn old clothes.
"The slaves serve you."
Shi Yu stepped forward, took the old clothes, and helped the former to put on the new clothes and arrange them neatly.
"Does it fit?"
Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him and smiled.
Shi Yu took a step back, looked at the clothes on the former's body, and nodded, "Just right."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "It's hard work."
"This is what slaves should do."
Shi Yu said softly, "His Royal Highness, from now on, the slaves will not be with you, you must take care of yourself."
Ning Chen heard the words, his body froze, the smile on his face faded, and he said seriously, "Have you thought about it?"
"Um."
Shi Yu nodded lightly and said, "The slaves will leave the Three Emperors City with their families and find a place where no one is in seclusion. Your Highness doesn't have to worry about us."
Ning Chen was silent, and Shi Yu's understanding was the most distressing.
It's just that he didn't have a choice. In this primitive demonic realm with many dangers, he couldn't even guarantee his own safety, let alone take them with him.
Leaving the Prince's Mansion may be the only way for Shi Yu and Shi Qing to save them.
"Shi Yu, Your Highness wishes you and Shi Qing to meet the people you cherish in the future, and to be happy and healthy in your life." Ning Chen said softly. Shi Yu turned her head, tears flowed involuntarily...