As soon as Yan left the carriage, the guards of the Prince's Mansion, who had changed out of their armor and put on their green warrior uniforms, were vigilant and protected him one by one.
After the last assassination, the young prince almost died. These nurses were all afraid of another assassination, and they dared not be careless.
When Li Li left the palace, he brought a total of eighty guards with him. Each of these guards was a master in the military and had reached Yuan realm or above.
In particular, the guard captain Liu Feng is a master of the human realm. Unfortunately, Li Li was assassinated last time and died in order to protect him. Now only 40 or 20 of the eighty guards are left.
"It's okay, you all should disperse. This is the Great Desolate Palace's sphere of influence. They don't dare to mess around!" Yan Li waved his hand and said in a deep voice, but a trace of murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.
Those who wanted him dead were all his uncles. Although Li Li was no longer the same Li Li at this time, if he wanted to continue to survive with his identity, he had to guard against those who wanted his life. Even get rid of them.
The experience in his previous life made Yan Li understand a truth. If you want to live better in this world, you first need to be strong, and the second is to be ruthless and kill the person who wants your life.
"yes!"
The guards retreated as instructed and surrounded the entire courtyard to prevent others from intruding.
There are still seven days until the annual trial day of the Great Desolate Palace. Once you pass the trial, you can become an outer disciple of the Great Desolate Palace.
In the Great Desolate Palace, all disciples are divided into several levels. The lowest is the outer disciples, followed by the inner disciples, then the elite disciples, and finally the core disciples.
Disciples of different levels are treated unequally.
Take the outer disciples as an example. They can receive a free supply of ten vitality pills every month and have the opportunity to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and choose to practice martial arts and martial arts.
There are four most important things for a warrior: exercises, martial arts, elixirs, and weapons.
Although everyone in today's deserted continent practices martial arts, advanced martial arts and martial arts are only in the hands of the major royal families and sects. Otherwise, there would not be so many wealthy children who want to join the major sects.
And even if you learn the martial arts of the sect, you must not teach it to others privately without the permission of the sect. If you violate this rule, you will not only be expelled from the sect, but also have your cultivation level revoked.
These... Yan Li already had a systematic understanding of them in his previous life.
Suddenly, Yan Li thought of a very serious question. He originally traveled through time and possessed the body of Liang Chen, an outer disciple of the Great Wilderness Palace. Now that he is reborn in the Tianhuang Continent, will Liang Chen exist in this life
If he exists, is he the original Liang Chen, or...
Thinking of this, his brain ached for a moment, and he walked into the room casually. He called Wu Zhongmou to his side, "Uncle Wu, go to Dahuang Palace to help me find someone from Liang Chen."
"yes!"
Wu Zhongmou didn't ask why and nodded in agreement.
In the next two days, Yan Li behaved very low-key. Apart from practicing every day, he basically did not leave the courtyard. As the trial day approached, the whole Luoxia Town became more and more popular.
"Young prince, we found out the news about Liang Chen!" Wu Zhongmou reported with a strange look on his face.
"Oh, how about it?"
"According to the investigation by my subordinates, Liang Chen is just a useless disciple among the outer disciples of Dahuang Palace, and he fell off the cliff and died five days ago!"
Wu Zhongmou couldn't understand why the young prince asked him to investigate a useless person
Yan Li's eyes were a little complicated, "Well, I understand! Get out!"
When Wu Zhongmou left, Yan Li couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It was exactly as he had guessed. In his previous life, he had traveled through time to replace Liang Chen. In this life, without his replacement, Liang Chen would naturally have no choice but to die.
"Why!"
He lived for a hundred years as Liang Chen in his previous life. Now that he knew that the other party was dead, an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart. Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the Hunyuan Diagram that existed in his sea of consciousness. Perhaps, I can travel through Going to the Tianhuang Continent and being reborn has something to do with it
Shaking his head, Yan Li stopped thinking about these clueless things and turned his mind to the Hunyuan Sutra. During this period, he had been focusing on it.
However, the progress was excruciatingly slow. After several days of practice, the Hunyuan Qi particles in his Qi Sea could not even reach the first level of Qi refining standards.
If you continue to practice at this speed, even if you reach the first level of Qi Refining, it will probably take several years. It seems that this god-level technique is also the slowest in history.
For a moment, Yan Li felt a little irritable and called Ling'er, who planned to go out for a walk.
"Master, please go with me." Seeing Yan Li about to go out, Wu Zhongmou took the initiative to greet him and suggested.
"Um!"
Yan Li nodded. He had lived several lives. Although he was a young man, he contained an extremely mature and vicissitudes of soul.
Walking on the streets of Luoxia Town, you are greeted by a hot hustle and bustle. There are many wine shops, elixir shops, blacksmith shops, etc. on both sides of the street.
When passing by a blacksmith shop, he heard the "ding dong" sound coming from inside, and Yan Li was moved. The first level of the Hunyuan Sutra has a sword technique - Naxu. He might as well choose a long sword to practice it. Fan.
In Tianhuang Continent, weapons are also divided into levels, divided into mortal weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, secret weapons, king's magic weapons, and emperor's magic weapons.
Among them, ordinary weapons can be forged by ordinary blacksmiths. Magical weapons, spiritual weapons, and secret weapons need to be forged by a weapon refiner. As for the King's Divine Weapon and the Emperor's Divine Weapon, even the weapon refiner cannot forge them because they are kings and magic weapons. The weapon used by the emperor.
Walking into the blacksmith shop, an apprentice greeted him enthusiastically, "Sir, do you want to buy weapons?"
"I want a fine steel sword." Yan Li nodded.
"Master, please come this way!"
Under the guidance of the apprentice, Yan Li and others came to a wooden frame. Dozens of long swords of different shapes were placed on the shelf. Some of them were even inlaid with cat's-eye gems, which looked extremely gorgeous.
The apprentice picked up the long sword with gems inlaid on the hilt and scabbard and said, "Master, this sword is well made and specially inlaid with precious gems. Master, I will tell you when you were born. If you bring this sword to the Great Wilderness Palace, You will definitely pass the test.”
Listening to the apprentice's lies, Yan Li remained unmoved. He came from a royal family and had never seen any kind of gems. What he wanted to buy was a practical sword, not for decoration.
His eyes swept across the shelf, and finally landed on a long black iron sword at the bottom. This sword had a simple shape, and the blade was twice as thick as an ordinary sword. The blade was not sharpened, and it did not have a scabbard. .
"Show me that sword!" Yan Li pointed at the sword and said.
The apprentice looked a little strange, but still picked up the black iron sword at the bottom. He originally thought that a big customer was here, but unexpectedly he was interested in a scrap sword.
"Master, this sword is really not that good? How about changing it to another one?" Seeing that Yan Li seemed to be more interested in that sword, the apprentice couldn't help but remind him.
"No, I want this sword! Just give me a price." Yan Li shook his head and decided to buy the useless sword.
"Hey!" The apprentice hesitated to speak, and in the end he could only say gloomily, "This is a useless sword. Since the master wants it, I can sell it to you cheaply. Just give me ten taels of silver."
Generally, a good stainless steel long sword costs between one hundred taels and five hundred taels, and an ordinary long sword costs thirty to fifty taels. The apprentice asked for ten taels, so he did not take advantage of Yan Li.
"Uncle Wu."
"Yes, Master!"
Uncle Wu took out ten taels of silver and gave it to his apprentice. The currencies circulating throughout the Tianhuang Continent were silver and gold, which was somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese currency system.
The black iron sword is two feet long and six feet long. It is extremely heavy to hold, weighing at least seventy or eighty pounds.
"I will call you Wu Feng for the heavy sword!"
Yan Li said silently, although he did not see the strangeness of this sword for the time being, he had a hunch that this sword was not a useless sword.
Ling'er grew up in a deep palace and felt that everything was relatively new. Yan Li, who wanted to go back, stayed with her for a while and bought some gadgets for her, which made the little girl very excited.
An hour later, the three of them turned around together.
As soon as he stepped into the inn, Yan Li Jian's eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly, while Wu Zhongmou's face also darkened slightly, and there was a faint chill in his eyes.
In front of the small courtyard where Yan Li lived, a black boy was pointing domineeringly at the two guards guarding the courtyard gate and shouted, "I will leave my words here today, no matter who you live in, you must give me Free up!”
The two guards had faintly angry expressions on their faces, but they remembered the butler's instructions and acted in a low-key manner, allowing the other party to scold them but remaining silent.
When the young man in black saw this, he thought the guards were afraid of him, so he couldn't help but said loudly, "Listen up, you two, go and report to your master as soon as possible, and those who are sensible will be let out of the courtyard, otherwise...!"
"What else do you want?"
A sudden voice sounded, and the young man in black turned around suddenly, only to see a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper staring at him with unkind eyes.
Being stared at by the other party, he faintly felt the pressure of being a strong man, but then he thought of the people behind him and couldn't help but feel brave. He held his head high and said, "Listen carefully, in your courtyard, Mr. Xiao Feng of the Xiao family in the Southern Territory I’m interested in it, I’m interested in it…”
"roll!"
Wu Zhongmou didn't even give the other party a chance to finish what he said, and interrupted him directly.
"What... you dare to tell me to get out, you are finished! Mr. Xiao will not let you go!"
Angry light flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, but he was always afraid of Wu Zhongmou's momentum and did not dare to make any mistakes, so he left in despair.
"The Xiao family of Nanyu County!"
A faint flash of light flashed in Yan Li's eyes. According to Li Li's memory, the wife of his second uncle, the second prince Li Chengzong, was the daughter of the current head of the Xiao family.
Among the many princes, the second prince Li Chengzong, the fourth prince Li Yuanxun, and the eighth prince Li Xuanji have the loudest appeals and are most likely to replace Li Wuming and become the new crown prince.
As for the assassination of Li Li this time, which cost him his life, these three princes are the most suspected, and this Xiao Feng should be a junior of the Xiao family. Did he come to seize his courtyard unintentionally, or was he ordered to do so by someone else? This is worth it. Yan Li thought deeply.
"Who dares not to give me Xiao Feng face!"
At this moment, an extremely arrogant voice sounded from outside.
Yan Li raised his eyes and saw a handsome young man wearing purple clothes with a distinguished temperament, walking towards him supported by a group of warriors.