1029: C1029 spiritual energy microexercise

C1029 spiritual energy microexercise

Arriving at Grand College, Chu Yun met a group of scholars, who were members of the Ancient Martial Hall.

The scholars of the Ancient Martial Hall obviously knew that Chu Yun was the host of the wine offering, their expressions were not good, they did not even greet him, and just walked past him.

Chu Yun, on the other hand, did not feel anything. They had all lost their championships, so it was normal for them to be displeased with him.

"Chu Yun."

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Chu Yun turned and looked at the man.

It was Qian Yan.

Qian Yan's expression was a little pale, there were even bloodshot in his eyes. It was obvious that his rest these few days was not as good.

He gritted his teeth as he walked forward and enunciated every word, "What did you impart to the Beitang? I can pay the price and you can teach it to us! "

After fighting with Fang Zhi, Qian Yan had realized how perfect his opponent's fighting skills were. It could even be said that he had no flaws.

Otherwise, how could Fang Zhi surpass him in three months?

After going back, the more Qian Yan thought about it, the angrier he got.

In terms of battle power, he was stronger than Fang Zhi, and was even close to the same level as Fang Luo.

But in the Martial Arts Competition, he lost in a terrible way.

In the end, it was all because of the fighting technique that Chu Yun had taught him!

Qian Yan didn't want to fall behind by too much, so he took the initiative to look for Chu Yun, hoping to learn these things.

Chu Yun smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "If you want to learn, you might not have to come looking for me. I have already given the basic fighting techniques to General Wind, I expect that he will definitely carry them out in the army. If you want to learn, you just have to find him. "

After saying that, Chu Yun did not waste any more words with Qian Yan and turned to walk into Grand College.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt a sense of disgust towards Qian Yan.

Perhaps it was because of his identity, or perhaps it was because his way of doing things was too hateful. In short, there was no reason to dislike him.

Looking at Chu Yun's retreating back, Qian Yan's expression was extremely ugly.

Soon after, he clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth: "It's only a first rank official position. What's there to be so arrogant about? You even love to ignore me, you're really going to die!"

Qian Yan's pride had just been damaged a few days ago, and now his pride was both sensitive and weak.

Chu Yun's indifferent attitude had stabbed right into his sore spot, causing him to feel uncontrollable rage from the bottom of his heart.

"Young Master Qian, what are you arguing about?"

"Yes, he's just a country bumpkin from a small place. He doesn't know much about the world."

"If not for his dog shit luck, would he have been able to soar to the heavens?"

The other scholars were comforting Qian Yan.

In truth, they were also very interested in what Chu Yun had taught them.

However, if Qian Yan did not speak, none of them dared to speak.

"Chu Yun, this young master will make you regret your decision."

Qian Yan gritted his teeth with a "ge ge" sound, as deep anger flashed past his eyes.

Since he lost to Fang Zhi in the Martial Arts Competition, he was furious. It just so happened that Chu Yun angered him again.

He didn't dare to find trouble with Fang Zhi because he was the eighteenth prince.

But you, Chu Yun, with no background, what right do you have to be so arrogant in front of me?

Just based on your status of bringing a blade guard and serving as the Grand College's wine offering ceremony from the front of the imperial palace?

"You can go back. I have some matters to take care of."

Qian Yan coldly turned around and walked towards the side alone.

The atmosphere was very silent.

The other scholars did not say anything as they all left in silence.

"Uncle Sun."

Qian Yan came outside of Sun Wei's hall. After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up his courage and walked in.

"You disappoint me."

Sun Wei was sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, a look of disappointment and disappointment in his eyes.

In order to make Qian Yan the champion and establish the supreme cause of ten consecutive championships, he didn't even hesitate to change the rules of the competition.

But who would have thought that this would be the result?

Qian Yan took a deep breath. His eyes dimmed a little: "Uncle Sun, I was indeed wrong this time. I didn't expect Fang Zhi to improve so quickly, and also didn't expect him to be able to compete with me."

"Alright, for the sake of Grand Preceptor Qian, let's just forget about this matter."

Sun Wei exhaled, then asked: "What are you looking for me for?"

"Chu Yun, why did you accept the position of the decaying wood's wine offering?"

Qian Yan's expression was somewhat anxious: "I heard that this was Your Majesty's intention. What exactly does Your Majesty mean? Chu Yun is around the same age as us, he can be considered to be a teacher in the martial way, and I, Qian Yan, admire him for bringing out the Beitang, but what right does he have to hold the position of wine sacrifice? "

"Since ancient times, the Grand College has never offered wine that is inferior to the Nirvana Realm. He, Chu Yun, has made an exception!"

"These are not things you should consider."

Sun Wei's expression was gloomy as he said in a low voice, "What you need to do now is to lead the Ancient Martial Hall and continue to occupy the number one position in the academy. Even though the Martial Competition has failed, but you still have other advantages. The other academies will not be able to catch up to you in a year or so! "

Qian Yan nodded, but his expression showed that he was unsatisfied.

Sun Wei stood up, and said somewhat impatiently: "I know you have doubts in your heart, but I can only tell you this, Master originally wanted to rope Chu Yun in, and even sent Shadow Wraith over, but Chu Yun rejected Master's good intentions. Less than a day after this matter, His Majesty bestowed Chu Yun the title of the new wine offering to the Grand College, and even opened up a level of the imperial treasury for him to choose from.

"Your Majesty!"

Qian Yan's pupils contracted, he was extremely shocked: "Chu Yun pledged his allegiance to the Imperial Family?"

Not everyone had the right to submit to the royal family.

Submitting to the Imperial Family was completely different from submitting to the Imperial Family.

The Imperial Family was itself the true ruler of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi. Submitting to the Imperial Family was what all subjects should do.

To submit to the royal family was the same as being considered one of the royal family. This was not a level that ordinary officials could reach.

It was rare for someone like Chu Yun to submit to the Imperial Family right after entering the Imperial City.

From this, it could be seen how fond the emperor was of him.

"After the Dragon Gate Conference, he repeatedly refused His Majesty's bestowal of marriage. Even if he didn't get beheaded, he still ended up like this. My luck is extremely good."

Qian Yan said unwillingly.

At a similar age, Chu Yun had already pledged his allegiance to the Imperial Family and had gained a certain amount of status in the heart of his Majesty.

As for him, he was not even able to enter that lord's eyes.

With such a comparison, the difference was like heaven and earth!

"Yes."

Sun Wei nodded his head, and then exhaled a breath of air: "Luckily Chu Yun is still young, if he had the power of the Emperor, even I would have to be careful of him!"

Qian Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Uncle Sun, I have a plan that can defeat Chu Yun's prestige, and at the same time restore the Ancient Martial Hall's reputation!"

Sun Wei snorted: "You can go ahead and listen."

Qian Yan's eyes flashed, and he revealed the full details of his plan.

His expression was ice-cold, and his pupils appeared somewhat crazy.

"Hiss."

Sun Wei took a deep breath, and was surprised: "Such an adventure?"

A change quietly appeared in the eyes he used to look at Qian Yan.

He hadn't thought that this young man would have such a deep and vicious scheme at such a young age. He'd truly inherited the Grand Preceptor's legacy perfectly.

He would definitely be a formidable figure in the future.

"We can give it a try!"

Qian Yan clenched his fists tightly, and said with a sinister expression: "If Chu Yun doesn't remove it, it's as if the words are stuck in my throat, and will forever make me feel uncomfortable."

Sun Wei thought hard for a while, then nodded his head: "Okay, I will help you, when do we start?"

"Choosing a date is not as good as today."

Qian Yan laughed coldly, looking extremely gloomy under the flame of the candle.

On the other side, the moment Chu Yun walked through the main entrance of the Grand College, he discovered that a few dozen of Beitang's scholars were standing there, obviously waiting for him.

"Congratulations teacher Gao Sheng"

Seeing Chu Yun coming in, dozens of scholars shouted at the same time, attracting the attention of countless scholars.

"Even if you fawn on me, I will not give you special care."

Chu Yun replied unhappily.

"Teacher, what are you saying? Do we need special care?"1

Fang Zhi walked up with a flattering smile.

It was hard to imagine that a prince of high status would actually please others like this.

It had always been someone trying to please him.

"Although your Martial Arts Competition has won the championship, there are many compulsory courses in Grand College. As far as I know, many of your courses are considered to be at the bottom."

Before Chu Yun came here, he had naturally flipped through the documents and understood these things.

"Lord Wine, don't worry. We will definitely put forth all our energy to train diligently in the future!"

Fang Zhi had a face full of confidence as he pounded his chest.

"Alright, alright. Cut the crap. Let's go to class."

Chu Yun waved his hands and sent the scholars away.

However, Fang Zhi and the others all stayed where they were and didn't leave.

"What do you mean?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Lord Wine, the teacher who imparted us the 'Spiritual Qi Micro' has suffered from a strange disease recently. He hasn't come to teach for quite a few days, so why don't you take his place for him to take a few lessons first?"

Fang Zhi chuckled and rubbed his hands.

For Chu Yun to be able to take first place in the Dragon Gate Conference, he naturally had to have true talent.

It was good to learn even a little from him.

"Spiritual Qi Weibo?"

Chu Yun heard and was somewhat interested.

Speaking of this, he had a lot of experience.

Regardless of whether it was the Linlang Sword Formation or the sword net formed from the interweaving of the sabers and swords, both required exquisite and minute movements in order to maximize their original might.

To put it bluntly, this was a process of advancement.

Cultivators who were proficient in the "Spiritual Qi Micro-Weakness" would be able to adapt much faster than ordinary cultivators in a complicated environment, and would be able to unleash even more of their abilities.

"That's right, we've all seen the final battle of the Dragon Gate Conference. If you can win against Brother Seventeen, not only will you have a strong physique, you'll also have a huge advantage in subtly controlling your blade and sword!"

Seeing this, Fang Zhi immediately flattered.

It was not enough for him to take pictures himself. He gave a look to the other scholars and got them to agree.

All the scholars began to flatter him without any regards for their lives.

"Lord Wine, you can bring us to the champion of the Martial Competition in three months' time. If you were to start teaching, you'd have to squeeze out a lot of courage!"

"Yeah, I wonder how many people are asking me about you?"

"You can do it." You can do it.

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