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Chapter 317: New Sparring Third Senior Brother (Nearly 20,000 Words Super Chapter)(5/9)

The two choices are like two extremes. How should he choose?

Emperor Xianlong found that he had no one to discuss with.

Yes, what is there to discuss about this kind of thing?

In other words, how could Emperor Xianlong have the nerve to discuss it?

If he summoned a minister and stated that he wanted to give his daughter to Master Huiyan for dual cultivation, he would probably kneel down and remonstrate to his death, right?

Even Emperor Xianlong could imagine this scene and felt a splitting headache.

It is true that Emperor Xianlong did not really need to send a princess for Master Huiyan to practice dual cultivation.

But the nature of the clan girls is actually similar. They are both of the blood of the Li family, and they are also of the Tianhuang noble family.

If you send it out, you will be ridiculed by everyone in the world.

Moreover, what would the kings think?

What would you think of him as the emperor?

You must know that Emperor Xianlong was a king with high prestige after having been on the throne for decades. If his prestige plummeted because of this, it would be a loss outweighing the gain.

The more Emperor Xianlong thought about it, the more painful it became, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

That's all, let's take a nap first. When you wake up, you may have new ideas.

There is no need to push yourself too hard, you need to rest at this time.

Master Huiyan started meditating as usual after returning to Shanglinyuan.

He could maintain this sleepless state for a full month.

After a month, he only needs to take a nap for a few hours, and then he can continue to stay awake for a full month.

Such a strong body allows him to spend much more time doing things than ordinary people.

He can plan more carefully and arrange things very carefully.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Master Huiyan heard that familiar voice.

As expected, the little yellow gate next to Emperor Xianlong came.

"Master Huiyan, Your Majesty has summoned you."

"I know, wait a moment."

Master Huiyan stood up unhurriedly, showered symbolically, and then strode out.

"Your Majesty, do you have an idea?"

"This slave doesn't dare to say anything. Master Huiyan should ask Your Majesty when he arrives."

Xiao Huangmen curled up his neck and looked extremely nervous. Gu Cai

"Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore."

Master Huiyan knew that the little eunuch would not dare to talk nonsense even if he knew, so he just smiled and strode towards the direction of Zichen Hall.

At this moment, Emperor Xianlong was sitting on the throne of Zichen Hall, rubbing his forehead.

He thought about it all night and finally came up with a solution that had both ends.

This is to select a daughter from the clan and order her to become a nun.

In this way, he can be removed from the royal family tree.

After a few months, when the limelight has passed, he is ordered to return to secular life and practice dual cultivation with Master Huiyan.

By that time, the rumors should have passed a lot. Even if some people still want to stir up trouble, they can't find an entry point. After all, this clan girl is no longer a clan member in name. It is her own choice to return to secular life. With Huiyan,

Dual cultivation as a mage was also her own choice and had nothing to do with Emperor Xianlong.

Emperor Xianlong could maintain his prestige and reputation without offending Master Huiyan, so it was indeed the best choice.

But he still needs to make this clear to Master Huiyan. As long as Master Huiyan can accept it, then the next step is which clan girl to choose and some details.

The morning air in Haoran Academy is very fresh.

Zhao Xun practiced his sword skills alone in the bamboo forest.

Now he can use the Flying Sword Technique, which he learned from the Flying Sword Technique.

Next is flying with a sword. Although it doesn't sound as cool as flying with a sword, there is actually no difference.

Zhao Xun is a person who understands change very well. In his opinion, sometimes some things are not that complicated.

The key depends on the angle you look at the problem.

If you can look at the problem from a better perspective, you will definitely gain a more ideal result.

Zhao Xun knows how to be grateful, and he has done his best to try to bring together the Bamboo Forest Sword Fairy Yao Yan and his second senior sister Liu Yingying.

But some things just can't happen through force.

Zhao Xun could only try his best to bring them together, but he couldn't force the second senior sister to be with Yao Yan.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

What really worries Zhao Xun now is that he still can't tell his brothers and sisters that the mountain leader has recovered.

Although he didn't know why the mountain chief didn't let him speak, he knew that the mountain chief's decision must have his own reasons. He didn't need to question the mountain chief's decision, he just needed to quietly carry out the mountain chief's instructions.

Can.

Of course, by now Zhao Xun had already felt confident.

With a healed and healthy chief, the academy will have a backbone.

To be honest, Zhao Xun was really panicked during those days when the mountain leader was away.

He was afraid that Emperor Xianlong, a dog emperor who was not a son of man, would hurt people. He was afraid that his family's safety would be threatened. He was afraid of many, many things.

Although there were senior brothers and sisters, even Taoist Priest Qinglian and the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal, Zhao Xun was very panicked.

But now that the mountain chief is back, a very healthy mountain chief is back, Zhao Xun knows that he has nothing to fear anymore.

A healthy mountain chief is invincible, a healthy mountain chief can call the wind and rain, and a healthy mountain chief can change the world's pattern by himself.

The mountain chief has done it before, and he can still do it now.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

The third senior brother Long Qingquan came over at some point and rushed along the bamboo forest to Zhao Xun's side.

Long Qingquan is still dressed like a mountain leader.

Zhao Xun was already used to it, but he had just seen the recovered mountain chief, and now he saw an impostor again, so he felt a little bit weird.

"Uh, well, I'm practicing sword flying. Although I have a Pippi Shrimp White Dragon to ride, there's nothing wrong with having one more skill and one more skill."

Zhao Xun said this, but in fact he felt a sense of crisis.

Because Pipi Xiabai Jiaolong has gained many new playmates since the Dragon Clan settled in Zhongnan Mountain.

Among them, the best one to play with is the Darkwing Giant Charizard.

This is Lauren's mount, originally it was always attached to Lauren.

Ever since he got to know the white dragon Pipi Xia, he has also become familiar with the white dragon.

Zhao Xun and Luo Lun were both ignored for a while. Logically speaking, they could join a group to keep warm.

But Zhao Xun thought about it and decided to forget it.

He always felt that it was strange to be with Lauren, but he couldn't explain why.

"Sword flying is actually difficult to do, easy to do."

Third senior brother Long Qingquan started pacing with his hands behind his back.

"Would you like me to show you how?"

"OK."

Now the Bamboo Forest Swordsman Yao Yan is deeply in love and cannot extricate himself, and Zhao Xun no longer has a sparring partner.

He could only explore alone, but this was too inefficient.

With his third senior brother Long Qingquan as his sparring partner, Zhao Xun can practice more efficiently.

"Whether it's flying with a sword or flying with a sword, to put it bluntly, it's all the same. The most important thing is that you have to use and control your Qi reasonably."

After Long Qingquan said this, he shouted loudly and saw his natal Flying Sword Burial Flower Sword unsheathed.

Long Qingquan jumped up with a light jump.

"Look, there's nothing difficult about this."

"Walk!"

Long Qingquan shouted, and then the sword began to fly out as if it felt something.
To be continued...
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