Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 midnight.

　　 The chill is piercing.

　　 A black shadow flashed out of Changle Palace.

　　 Zhao Mu masked and changed his clothes and left the bedroom.

　　 Inner breath agitates, exerting force under the feet.

　　 stepped on the roof a few steps and turned over the palace wall.

　　 He is like a sensitive black cat, walking fast against the shadow corner.

　　 Fortunately, this time.

　　 There were no imperial patrol guards near Lenggong, and occasionally ran into a few eunuchs who were on duty to report the time.

　　 Zhao Mu also quickly hid in the rockery, hiding by the wall, avoiding the past.

　　 Surprised all the way, before arriving at Jingin Palace.

　　 "Can't go any further."

　　 Zhao Mu raised his brows, showing vigilance.

　　 Continue to go deeper, and it will be the important places of the inner court such as the East Palace and the Houyuan.

　　 Considering this world, martial arts flourishes.

　　 The Great Zhou was founded for two hundred years, and it has been through three generations.

　　 It is absolutely impossible to lack master guards and enshrined by masters.

　　 A mortal realm with two layers, and breaking into the large interior late at night is tantamount to seeking a dead end.

　　 If it weren't for Jingren Palace, it would be near Lenggong, and the guards were slightly weaker than the inner court.

　　 Zhao Mu could not be so adventurous.

　　 "Jingren Palace is the residence of Concubine Ning, Xiaoyuan also lived here for a while, and then moved to Yonghe Palace."

　　 Zhao Mu was very cautious and hid for a while without rushing closer.

　　 After observing the surroundings, there is no abnormality.

　　 He shifted his sight to another four-story pavilion not far away.

　　 It is a library dedicated to all princes, and there are many six classics in it.

　　 In ancient times, the palace of learning was prosperous, and a hundred schools of thought contended.

　　 Some Confucian scholars put forward "The Gentleman's Talk".

　　 believes that students must master six basic abilities.

　　 both: ritual, music, shooting, imperial, book, number.

　　 The six arts are connected, and then you can be called a gentleman.

　　 Shooting and defense are not purely the art of archery and driving.

　　 is a compulsory course for training strength, fighting courage, and cultivating vitality.

　　 "There are so many classics in the book building, do you want to go inside?"

　　 After dozens of steps away, Zhao Mu was a little moved.

　　If you just brand the road mark and extract foreign matter, you may not get what you want.

In the 　　 library, martial arts classics are bound to be collected.

　　 If you have used the unforgettable talent ability to write down a few books, learn martial arts secretly, and confirm each other.

　　 can increase knowledge and promote understanding.

　　 "Forget it. Be careful, take a few steps forward, and leave after the mark is imprinted."

　　 After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Mu forcibly suppressed his impetuous thoughts.

　　 Right now, his realm is too low, and he blatantly broke into the library.

　　 In case of encountering a master, I am afraid that he will be taken down on the spot.

　　Before becoming the Congenital Master, it is better to do things steadily.

　　One step.

　　 Two steps.

　　 Three steps.

　　 Zhao Mu kept getting closer, feeling the mysterious stone clock in his mind, and the vibration became more and more intense.

　　 There are conditions for branding Dao marks.

　　 cannot be too far away, and it takes three breaths.

"someone is coming!"

　　 has not yet completed the branding, and Zhao Mu, who is alert to the surroundings, hears a sound of footsteps.

　　 I saw a thin figure running fast in the snow, and it arrived in an instant.

　　 The other party did not go to the main entrance, and directly climbed the window sill, stepped on the cornice, and turned into the second floor of the library.

　　 A set of actions is so smooth and flowing, it seems to be familiar.

　　 "How could it be Ohara?"

　　 The man did not change his clothes, nor did he face mask. He was indeed the prince Zhao Yuan of the 11th Great Zhou Dynasty.

　　 A stunned look flashed in Zhao Mu's eyes. He didn't expect that he would encounter his younger brother when he visited the library at night.

　　 What is this?

　　 Brothers in battle?

　　 But the latter was not prohibited from studying martial arts, so why did he sneak into the library late at night?

　　 The secrets of the exercises in the Imperial Palace, as long as they are not the secrets of the unfamiliar.

　　 All the princes can use it at will, why sneak?

　　 Suspicious, Zhao Mu waited for a while, and then he learned something.

　　 opened the window with his hands and feet, and flashed into the building.

　　As a soul from another world, Zhao Mu had no feeling for the father and the queen who had never met.

　　 However, the younger brother Zhao Yuan is different.

　　 Lenggong is very cold, and when it comes to winter, it is almost like an ice cellar.

　　 Zhao Mu had a very difficult time when he was born again.

　　 One year, he felt cold.

　　 There was no one in the palace to take care of, and he almost froze to death on the bed.

　　 If it weren't for Zhao Yuan to find an educator in private and prescribe a prescription, he secretly sent me the medicine soup, Qiu Yi.

　　 Then I took care of the housekeeping office, and had to go to the stove, charcoal and so on.

　　 Zhao Mu was afraid that he could not survive the activation of the mysterious stone clock, and died in the cold palace.

　　 So, it's about my younger brother Zhao Yuan.

　　 He can't just sit idly by, as if he hasn't seen it.

　　 "Fortunately, fortunately, there is no master."

　　 Zhao Mu glanced around, secretly rejoicing.

　　 There is no one inside, and there are only a few little eunuchs who light up and clean the lights, shrunk into a ball, and sleep on the table.

　　 There are several pots of charcoal fires under his feet for heating.

　　 It makes sense to think about it carefully.

　　 After all, it was just a library dedicated to the prince.

　　 It is impossible to mobilize the teachers, and dispatch master guards.

　　 In the library.

　　The first floor is a sub-collection of classics and history.

　　 The second-story book collection is biased towards martial arts.

The third floor of 　　 is miscellaneous, anecdotes, and classical books.

　　 Zhao Yuan's figure flashed, his footsteps kept on, and he boarded the third floor.

　　 Zhao Mu put his footsteps lightly, and followed closely behind.

　　 He hid in the middle of the floor, holding his breath, hearing his brother's voice—

　　 "Teacher, here I am."

　　 Taking advantage of no one's attention, Zhao Mu's figure flashed, hiding between the bookshelves, spying on the past.

　　 found Zhao Yuan lying low on the ground and pulled out a thin book from the base of the third row of bookshelves on the left.

　　 The young eleventh prince took out three burning incense sticks and lit them with the fire fold.

　　 The smoke changes, and a vague face is condensed quickly.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the air flow vibrated, making a rough sound like a night owl.

　　 "This is only two months of work, you have a small hammer shape, full of muscles and muscles! Very good! You deserve to be my good apprentice!"

　　 There was a trace of awe on Zhao Yuan's soft and handsome face.

　　 Before he spoke, the teacher already knew his martial arts advancement.

　　 How unpredictable this is!

　　 This vision and insight alone would require too much training beyond the Forbidden Army.

　　 "Good apprentice, let me pass on your tips for the teacher! The "Tiger Crane Two-Shaped Boxing" created by the teacher is rare in the world when it comes to the effects of training strength and bone strengthening!"

　　 In the book, that night-like voice, without humility, boasted:

　　 "Don't talk about the thief bald donkeys of Tianlong Temple, what Hunyuan Dao, Chihou Mansion, Dharma Jie Mountain...all have to stand aside!"

　　Souvenirs in the book?

　　 Two tigers and cranes?

　　 Zhao Mu, who was hiding in the dark, frowned.

　　 The spirit is imprinted on the dead, and it can also affect the outside world, and the sound of vibrating air currents.

　　 I am afraid this is a master of God Transformation Realm!

　　 When did my brother Zhao Yuan recognize such a weird teacher?

　　 Three floors above, Can Nian taught martial arts in that weird book.

　　 The time of making an incense is fleeting, and gradually decreases with the fluctuation of the spirit.

　　 The sound made by the vibration of the airflow gradually became much lower.

　　 "Let’s be here today. You were born in the royal family, so naturally there will be no shortage of supplements such as medicinal pills and ointments! Let’s go and come again in a month!"

　　 Zhao Yuan nodded respectfully, preparing to kowtow and leave.

　　He got this adventure accidentally.

　　Who would have thought that a book of Fengshui and Metaphysics called "Eight Meridians Kanyulu" contains the mental remnants of God becoming superior.

　　 "Teacher, how long will it take me to develop into the realm of Innate Grand Master?"

　　 Before closing the book, Zhao Yuan hesitated for a while and asked in a deep voice.

　　 "Do you think the Innate Great Master is Chinese cabbage? How many can you pick up at the market?"

　　 The night-like sound made a sneer, feeling that my apprentice didn't know the heights of the world.

　　 "A good disciple! Even if you are born with martial arts and have extraordinary qualifications, you can get started very quickly in any martial arts, and there is no bottleneck at all."

　　 "Being a teacher can only ensure that you can build foundations and practice Qi! If you go further, it will take decades of hard work and hard work!"

　　 "As for the realm of the innate great master, there is not much luck in it, and it is difficult to achieve it in a lifetime!"

　　 The mental remnant in the book seems to be somewhat dispirited.

　　 There are so many masters in the world, but how few are innate masters?

　　 That is a pass of Yuyue Longmen.

　　 Those who succeed, cross the world.

　　 The loser, the mediocre one's life.

　　 After hearing this, Zhao Yuan was not discouraged, and then asked:

　　 "Teacher, you come from... the holy gate, is there no quick way?"

　　 "Hurry up and put away such crooked thoughts!"

　　 That rough voice suddenly became severe.

　　 "The reason why our six sects of the Sacred Sects were relegated to the sects of the outside world by the authentic three religions was because they acted without scruples and did not abide by the laws of etiquette."

　　 "But only in terms of martial arts practice, there is no big difference."

　　 "As a teacher across the 49 states in the world, I have never seen a quick way, hehe, there are a lot of fools who die quickly!"

　　 "If you want to take shortcuts, don't practice martial arts at all. Look for a cliff and jump down to see if you can meet strange people to pass on the gong and go straight to the good deeds!"

　　 Seeing the teacher's anger, Zhao Yuan quickly lowered his head and dared not say any more.

　　 The reason why he asked so, couldn’t be that he wanted to rescue the emperor’s brother from the cold palace sooner.

　　 Five years, ten years, twenty years...

　　 You can wait by yourself.

　　 Can the emperor brother wait?

　　 "You child, too obsessive and caring, UU reading www.uukanshu.com martial arts practice is prone to demons! But, it is a good material for me to be born into my holy gate."

　　 In the book, Can Nian turns to laugh, seemingly satisfied, seemingly appreciative.

　　 "Those bald donkeys, thieves, hypocrites, they call us'devil heads', what is a devil? Anyone who has attachments is a devil!"

　　 Zhao Yuan chewed on the meaning of the teacher's words, and waited until the remnant thought subsided before closing the booklet and leaving along the original road.

　　 After a few breaths, the third floor of the book building returned to quiet.

　　 Zhao Mu walked out of the hiding place, his eyes flickered slightly, his face showed hesitation.

　　 It stands to reason that the younger brother Zhao Yuan has an adventure.

　　It's a good thing to be able to achieve something in martial arts in the future.

　　 If you think about it, Can Nian in the book is not a righteous person.

　　Otherwise, why would they respond contemptuously to the big sects of Tianlong Temple and Hunyuan Dao?

　　 And I heard that the tone of voice, hatred means more than ridicule.

　　 Besides, the Holy Gate?

　　 Isn’t that a magic door!

　　 "Do you want to do something?"

　　 Zhao Mu didn't want to cut off his brother's chances, but he didn't want to expose Zhao Yuan to accidental risks either.

　　 If it is the Cannian in the book, it is some demon...

　　 That's not good.

　　 Shenzhou Zhongtu, except for the top ten authentic ones.

　　 There are also magic gates entrenched, and even because of its long heritage, it ranks among the six holy places.

　　 It is said that the whereabouts of the evil spirits are the most secretive, and the methods are fierce, but they are the existence of the discoloration of the right way of the world.

　　 While Zhao Mu was hesitating, the mysterious stone clock in the sea of ​​knowledge vibrated violently and shook.

　　 "You have come to the library, and you have extracted the Cannian of the **** change realm!"

　　 "Is it branded?"

　　 Zhao Mu raised his brows.

　　 There is this kind of operation?