Chapter 23: At a distance of ten feet, which one is faster, the fist or my sword? Gu Yuanqing could smell a strong smell of blood at the tip of his nose, and the world began to turn blood red. This was an illusion caused by the five senses caused by murderous intent, which was similar to the murderous intent he felt in the trial realm, but much stronger. "That's right. The prince specially called me here. I wonder why?" Gu Yuanqing asked softly with a calm expression. "The fact that he can still speak freely in front of my Seven Killings is different from what I knew before. It's a pity that his character and methods are not up to par. If he has evil intentions, he will never achieve great things." King Qing said. Gu Yuanqing knew what he was talking about and could not argue. He just raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "If the prince just wanted to scold me, I can only bear it. But he specially asked me to come here. It is a bit too unworthy of the prince to be a military god." "You are quite courageous. Is it because the master behind you gives you the confidence?" "Junior, do you know what the prince meant?" Prince Qing said coldly: "I am only ten feet away from you now. I want to kill you. Even the master can't save you." As he spoke, the aura of Prince Qing became stronger. If what happened just now was more of a test, then at this moment Gu Yuanqing really felt a wave of crisis coming. The hairs on his body stood up, as if he would face the wrath of thunder at any time. This was murderous intent, which meant that Prince Qing really intended to kill him, but was still testing something. "My nephew, even after becoming the emperor, is still too soft-hearted and too doting on Miao Xuan. There are some secrets that only the dead can keep." Prince Qing stood up slowly. It was just the energy, and as he stood up, blood-red waves entwined his body and rolled, and it seemed that there were terrifying figures trying to escape from it.
"Your Highness, do you really want to kill me?" Gu Yuanqing looked solemn. The Kunwu Sword had already flown up from the back mountain, like a sharp arrow, flying straight to where Gu Yuanqing was. "Don't blame me for bullying the weak. All this is for the great country of Daqian. Gu Yuanqing, you deserve to die!" As he spoke, he slapped out with his palm. Gu Yuanqing's figure exploded backwards, and at the same time, the flying Kunwu sword suddenly accelerated, breaking through the sound barrier and penetrating into the courtyard. "Huh? What is that?" The butler waiting outside noticed something was wrong and wanted to use his sword to stop it, but the speed was too fast and before he could react the sword had already entered the courtyard. His expression changed drastically and he roared, "There's an assassin! Protect the prince!" The entire courtyard was in commotion. Although the people who entered the courtyard just now were just servants and ordinary guards, in fact many of them were those who had served under Prince Qing in the past, and had gone through life and death with him and crawled out of the pile of corpses. After this roar, almost everyone drew their weapons and gathered in the lobby. Bang! The door closed automatically. "Go away, I'm fine!" Prince Qing's voice came from inside the house. The butler asked again: "My Lord..." "I have said, everyone go and do your own things." "Yes! I understand...Everyone please go away, the prince is fine." The butler glanced into the room worriedly. In the lobby. Prince Qing glanced at the hole in the roof, then looked at the sword floating between his eyebrows. His pupils shrank and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It would have been fine if it was just the long sword flying over, but all the internal energy was sealed inside the body, and the Zhenwu wonderland could not be manifested outside at all. "Grandmaster, there really is a Grandmaster expert in Beiquan Mountain. No, he is not even an ordinary Grandmaster. An ordinary Grandmaster would never be able to suppress me so easily when I was only one step away from the Grandmaster realm. And such an expert is actually guarding Gu Yuanqing." King Qing took a half step back and bowed to the people around him, saying, "Which master is this? Why don't you show yourself to me? I was just testing you just now. Please forgive me if I am wrong!" Naturally, no one would answer. Gu Yuanqing was silent for a moment. He had only guessed before, but now he understood that no matter it was last time or this time, there was no master on Beiquan Mountain to protect him. All this was just because of him. As the master of Beiquan Mountain, he was the master of Beiquan Mountain. In this mountain, he had supreme authority, and his will was the will of Beiquan Mountain. If someone dares to attack him, he will feel the malice in their intentions and will naturally be despised by this world. This is because Gu Yuanqing's foundation in Beiquan Mountain is still shallow, so he can only sever the connection between these people and the world. If more time passes, it will not be as simple as just being suppressed.
Gu Yuanqing suddenly realized that he knew so little about everything he had. If Prince Qing had not taken action today, he would have discovered these things someday. He moved his mind, and the long sword that was resting on Prince Qing's forehead drew an arc and flew back to Gu Yuanqing, and then just stopped quietly above Gu Yuanqing's head. "Your Highness, there is no need to shout anymore." Gu Yuanqing said indifferently, as if it was not him who had just experienced the moment of life and death. The palm strike from Prince Qing just now was a good test, but the hint of murderous intent in it clearly told Gu Yuanqing that if no one intervened, he wouldn't mind killing him with a palm strike. Prince Qing noticed the long sword resting on Gu Yuanqing's side, and a thought that he would never have thought of emerged in his mind. "You..." No matter how absurd this thought was, the fact was right in front of him. No wonder he couldn't detect the Grandmaster no matter what. "Your Highness, we are less than ten feet apart now. I just don't know whether your fists and feet are faster or my sword is faster!" Gu Yuanqing replied with the original words. Prince Qing Li Cunguo felt that his spirit was still suppressed, and he looked at Gu Yuanqing with horror in his eyes. He suddenly smiled, opened his hands, and took a few steps back. "I was wrong. I didn't expect that he would become a master at such a young age. I have been stuck in the ninth level of Zhenwu for twenty years and still can't make any progress. I can only watch my energy and blood decline and slide from the peak. There is no chance of breakthrough anymore." He thought in his heart: "No wonder such a thing happened. The emperor just locked him up in Beiquan Mountain. No wonder my niece gave birth to that child. If Gu Yuanqing is a master at such a young age, then everything makes sense!" The Grandmaster is the pinnacle of power in the world's dynasties. Having one more Grandmaster is of great significance. There are only three Grandmasters in the Daqian Dynasty, so they have to endure the disrespect of the sect at certain times. If it were two hundred years ago, the Daqian Dynasty had seven great masters, all of whom were important officials of the court or generals in the army. Which sect would not bow down and submit to the court? Not to mention other things, the lifespan of a grandmaster is 200 years. If a young grandmaster makes further progress in his cultivation in the future and is willing to contribute to the protection of the Daqian royal family, it will be enough to ensure that Daqian will not perish for at least 200 years! Gu Yuanqing knew that he was misunderstood, so he naturally did not explain. He said calmly: "Your Highness is too polite. If you had not fought on the battlefield and suffered serious injuries many times, I am afraid that the Grandmaster Realm would not be able to stop you." Prince Qing Li Cunguo's aura was completely gone, and he became hunched over. He sat back in his seat and said with a smile, "If there is no breakthrough, then there is no breakthrough. There are no so many ifs and ifs. Mr. Gu, please sit down. Someone, bring the tea." The door was pushed open and a servant came in to serve tea. The housekeeper came in and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Prince Qing was safe and sound. Then he noticed the tiles on the floor, looked up and saw the big hole in the roof, and saw that there was a long sword on the table next to Gu Yuanqing, who had entered the room empty-handed. He was immediately shocked. He whispered a few words into Prince Qing's ear, and Prince Qing nodded and waved his hand for the butler to leave. In a blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the room, but the atmosphere was completely different from before. All these changes were due to the difference in Gu Yuanqing's strength. Prince Qing seemed to have really become an old man. He asked about trivial matters in the mountain. Occasionally, he mentioned the Gu family, but seeing that Gu Yuanqing didn't seem too interested, he started talking about Li Miaoxuan's childhood. "Miao Xuan was also a child with a miserable life. Her biological mother was seriously injured and eventually died of illness. She was only three years old at the time. The situation inside and outside the palace was unstable at the time. His Majesty was worried that his only daughter might have an accident. Otherwise, he would not have sent her to Lingxu Gate at such a young age." Since Li Miaoxuan was mentioned, Gu Yuanqing could not help but ask the question that had been accumulating in his mind for several days: "Prince, I heard that Princess Miaoxuan will be getting married in a few days?" "It's a long story, but Mr. Gu, don't get me wrong, this Miao Xuan is not that Miao Xuan." Prince Qing looked a little unnatural, and there was a trace of anger in his heart: "How could the emperor not trust me? If this matter had been told to me, how could I not know the seriousness of it? Why would it have become like this? Moreover, this matter was not told to Gu Yuanqing. If it was a misunderstanding, wouldn't it be counterproductive?" (End of this chapter)