Chapter 400: Speed
He quickly exited the illusion.
Close your eyes and think.
His face was pale, and the Tian Yuan Jue was running, constantly making up for the consumption of mental power.
This kind of viewing and perception comes at the expense of mental energy.
Theoretically speaking, a master master cannot see this illusion.
Zhu Caifu gave it to him directly because she knew that he could use his mental power.
Of course, this is an obvious thing. How can you control a sword with just Gang Qi?
After a while, I felt full of energy again.
He continued to close his eyes and looked towards the wooden knife again.
Then he found himself sitting on the top of a mountain under dark clouds again.
Dark clouds are coming.
"Crack!"
Thunder exploded.
The purple lightning flashed quickly, then disappeared, then appeared slowly, and then disappeared again.
The remaining light is still there, and another purple lightning has appeared, criss-crossing.
The entire sky seemed to be divided into countless areas, each area being cut by lightning.
Chu Zhiyuan was lost in the purple lightning that seemed slow but was actually fast, as if he had turned into purple lightning.
After an unknown amount of time, his eyes suddenly turned black, and the darkness threatened to swallow him up.
He exited this illusion again, Tian Yuan Jue was operating, and a steady stream of sweet rain fell.
When his energy was replenished, he entered the wooden sword again and sat on the top of the mountain again, feeling the purple lightning in the dark clouds.
Sometimes there are just dark clouds, sometimes it rains heavily.
He seemed to be really caught in the rain, his facial features were so clear that it was almost impossible to tell the difference between real and fake.
But without the super sense, he knew that he was in an illusion.
Even though he didn't have super-sense, the Miao Lingzhu gave him extraordinary understanding, capturing the insights in the illusion and turning them into countless spiritual lights that flashed in his mind.
The rays of spiritual light were like rays of purple lightning, flashing in the void of his mind. Some were caught by him, and some were abandoned directly.
After his first enlightenment, without waiting for it to cool down, he was still in the most acute state of enlightenment, and then entered into the second enlightenment, again and again.
It takes a long time for others to regain their consciousness once, but he recovers it in an instant and immediately moves on to the next one.
The continuous insights allowed him to catch up before his strength faded, and he continued to push forward, getting deeper and deeper, getting closer and closer to the essence.
In the end, he didn't have to enter the wooden sword, and there were streaks of lightning in front of him.
Everything he could see in his field of vision was lightning, with streaks of purple light like purple chains connecting everything.
He looked up at the dusk sky.
In the gray sky, there are occasional stars.
He saw purple electricity connecting them to each other, which seemed slow but was actually fast.
"Haha..." Chu Zhiyuan laughed suddenly.
Zou Fang, who was standing not far away, looked over.
Guo Chi and the other four also looked over curiously.
The five of them have been alert to the surroundings to prevent anyone from disturbing his thoughts.
"Haha..." Chu Zhiyuan suddenly laughed, very heartily.
What a legacy of swordsmanship.
The Grand Master indeed has good stuff in his hands.
From Su Qiuyan, he obtained the Void-Slaying Sword Technique and understood the way of virtuality and reality.
And from Zhu Caifu, he got the Purple Thunder Sword Technique and learned the way of speed and slowness.
A flying knife flew out of his sleeve, not as fast as usual, but slowly and unhurriedly, like a flying crane spreading its wings.
It shot leisurely towards a nearby pine tree, crossing a branch of the tree.
The branches fell silently.
The flying knife seems to be very slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. This is the way of speed and slowness.
He understands the art of swordsmanship and knows the ways of virtuality and reality, the ways of speed and slowness, and the ways of yin and yang.
But that is only based on swordsmanship. The understanding of the swordsmanship itself requires a balance between speed and slowness. You cannot blindly pursue speed or slowness. You must separate fast and slow, and the contrast must be large.
This time, he completely understood the way of speed and slowness, which is a distortion of time and space.
This is a special perception that can not only be used in sword moves, but can be used in all swordsmanship, swordsmanship or martial arts.
"Your Majesty..." Zou Fang said softly. Chu Zhiyuan looked at him.
Zou Fang said: "The prince had just left earlier, and Mr. Gao came in a hurry to find the prince."
"What's the matter?" Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
Gao Lingfeng, a subordinate, is very worry-free and usually has almost nothing to worry about.
If you rush over to find yourself, then something big has happened.
"Something big happened in the court." Zou Fang said softly: "There is a rebellion in the military camp in the eastern border."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
Zou Fang said: "Master Gao should be impatient."
"Let's go."
Chu Zhiyuan put the wooden sword into his sleeve, actually put it into the iron ring, and turned back to the city.
——
As soon as he returned to Prince Qing's Mansion, Feng Xi came to greet him and said that Gao Lingfeng was still waiting.
He has been waiting all afternoon and has not left. He has been sitting there waiting for Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan did not blame Zou Fang for not telling him earlier.
He knew that in Zou Fang's view, as the prince, his cultivation was the first priority, and as for the important affairs of the court, they were not that important.
Chu Zhiyuan felt that there was nothing wrong with Zou Fang's ideas and that cultivation was indeed the most important thing.
It is especially important when you are comprehending the inner Dharma.
As for the affairs of the imperial court, there is someone taller to take care of it. I am the Zuo Shilang, so there is no need to be so concerned about it.
"Sir." Gao Lingfeng stood up solemnly.
There were several file boxes on the table next to him.
Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists: "Master Lao Gao has been waiting for a long time. There is something delayed."
Gao Lingfeng said solemnly: "My lord, the Xiaoying camp of Daliuying in Jihai Town in the east killed the commander, but Jihai Town was unable to suppress it, and the riot has become bigger and bigger."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Isn't this a matter for the Ministry of War?"
"The Ministry of War asked the Zhenwu Division to take action."
"Huh——?"
"The Ministry of War said that this involves the martial arts sect, and there are actually disciples of the evil sect among them."
"Besides the Wulin sect, are there any evil sects?"
"Yes."
"Which sects?"
"Several small sects, the ones that haven't attracted much attention include Lingchen Sect, Zhuhai Clan, Duofu Clan, Jinshan Sect..."
Gao Lingfeng pushed the file box on the table.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at the file.
Zou Fang stepped forward to open the box and handed over the stacks of files.
Chu Zhiyuan took it and quickly flipped through it, quickly reading through several boxes of files.
He chuckled.
Gao Lingfeng's face was gloomy, showing anger: "This General Feng of Jihai Town should be jailed and questioned!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Humans are always inflated. They don't know the heights of the world and don't treat others as human beings."
Gao Lingfeng said: "If he hadn't suppressed wantonly and was greedy and mean, Daliu Ying wouldn't be like this. But after the incident in Daliu Ying, he didn't want to suppress it, but was busy suppressing the news!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "The paper wants to cover the fire, how can it be possible?"
Gao Lingfeng said: "Sir, do you want the Zhenwu Division to dispatch?"
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him.
Gao Lingfeng solemnly said: "My subordinates believe that the Zhenwu Division should dispatch as soon as possible!"
"What are you going out for?" Chu Zhiyuan asked, "To capture those people from the sect?"
He shook his head and said: "It's basically a matter of officialdom. If the Zhenwu Division has gone, will you take the blame for them?"
He saw the fishiness in it at a glance.
Jihai Town is not Fuyuan Town, but a big town with tens of thousands of people. Can't it control a Daliu Camp with three or four thousand people?
This is purely a joke.
Just waiting for someone to come over and take the blame together.
All of these officials are careless, they will push away the responsibilities they can and they will try their best to seize the power they can get.
(End of chapter)