kill the sky

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"That's right, your seal method is really mysterious. Although it doesn't match my surname, I have learned a lot from it, and it will be of great help to my future martial arts formation."

Princess Wen practiced for a while according to the method taught by Qin Yin, and a look of joy flashed across his face. Looking at Qin Yin, he continued:

"It's only a few days away from the young dragon's martial arts performance. You still have some finishing touches to do, so I won't keep you. After you return to the palace, take care of it. Don't let trivial things affect your mood. Remember , the young dragon performances over the years are great opportunities for some offshoots to stand out, if you want to stand out and avenge your father, you must seize this opportunity."

Qin Yin nodded, and a confident look flashed in his eyes: "I also have the same intention. I have been away from the palace for so long, and I should go back and deal with some things."

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Great Xia Palace, Wu Pavilion.

The Martial Pavilion stands in the north of the Great Xia Palace. It is nine feet nine feet nine feet high. It is made of steel poured in one piece.

At this time, Qin Yin stood quietly in front of the gate of the Wu Pavilion, without the slightest bit of impatience.

"Young Master, the pavilion master is waiting in the inner hall, please follow me."

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed as a guard came out with indescribable surprise on his face.

"Please lead the way."

Qin Yin nodded, neither arrogant nor humble, and followed the guard into the Wu Pavilion, which was like a fierce beast.

Most of the martial arts pavilions made of fine steel are mainly straight lines, with beams and columns, doors and windows all revealing a breath of atmosphere, and there are no carved moirés that are common in other palace buildings. People who enter this building can't help but feel small.

Before arriving at the Baihutang, Qin Yin felt as if he had entered the attack range of a roaring beast that was about to pounce on him. The hairs all over his body stood up involuntarily, and his heart jumped for no reason.

"The master of this martial arts pavilion is said to be the elder brother of my highness today, Prince Bian, who is fond of martial arts and becomes obsessed with martial arts. It is said that he has cultivated to the peak of the martial arts realm, and he is one step away from stepping into the legendary martial saint. I have to deal with it carefully." is. '

Qin Yin's heart trembled, and while following the guard, he carefully reviewed the speech he had prepared before, and after confirming that there were no loopholes, he turned the corner and arrived in front of a majestic hall - Zhongwu Hall .

"Young Master, the Pavilion Master is already inside, please come in."

The guard stood still in front of Zhongwutang, his face was a little pale, he pointed at Zhongwutang in front, and nodded to Qin Yin.

"it is good!"

Qin Yin nodded, stepped forward and pushed the door in. What caught his eyes was a black-striped white tiger five or six feet long and two feet high. He made a sound, but a surge of killing intent instantly enveloped Qin Yin.

Qin Yin only felt that he was on the battlefield in an instant, and there were earth-shattering shouts of killing from all directions.

"So strong!"

Qin Yin was surprised, the white tiger in front of him was just a dead thing, but the aura was so strong that he even fantasized about how strong this white tiger was before it was alive, at least it would not be inferior to the one guarding under the black tower. That red-robed old eunuch is gone.

'Taixuan root seal! '

With the last experience under the black tower, Qin Yin was not afraid of the sudden illusion at this time, but calmly stabilized his mind, and then made a mysterious handprint in his consciousness.

The next moment, just like the last time, the heavy murmur sounded in Qin Yin's mind, and the illusion around him dissipated in an instant like bursting bubbles. What caught Qin Yin's eyes was a man in a white robe with thick eyebrows and big eyebrows. A middle-aged strong man.

Great Xia Bian Prince Qin Mu!

Prince Bian Qin Mu, who is known as a martial idiot of the Great Xia!

Prince Bian's strength is exceptionally strong, he has reached the peak of Wuzun level, and he is one step away from stepping into the legendary Martial Saint Realm and becoming a legendary figure. However, Qin Yin is not the same as he was a few months ago after all. In a few months, Qin Yin's vision has broadened a lot. Although the strength of Prince Bian is something that Qin Yin can only look up to at present, there is still a certain gap compared with the King Wei whom he met in Yuyasi.

If Prince Bian is an erupting volcano, majestic and imposing, then King Wei is a deep sea. When he is calm, he is like an ordinary little old man. When it erupts, it will definitely be turbulent and devastating, even if a hundred Prince Bian add up, they will not be his opponent!

"You are Qin Yin, Qin Wushuang's son?"

Prince Bian looked at Qin Yin carefully, his face was calm, after a moment of silence, he suddenly said.

"My lord, my late father is Qin Wushuang." Qin Yin said calmly with a calm face.

A flash of praise flashed across Prince Bian's face, he looked at Qin Yin carefully, and then said: "Well, he reached the peak martial artist level before he was an adult, and he was one step away from reversing his innateness and reaching a higher level. He wasn't a top genius in his lifetime, but he was pretty good, and he didn't lose Qin Wushuang's face."

"His Royal Highness is familiar with my late father?" From Prince Bian's words, Qin Yin keenly caught a trace of information, with a touch of surprise on his face.

Prince Bian glanced at Qin Yin inexplicably, shook his head, and asked Qin Yin: "Qin Wushuang, the most promising genius in the empire for 20 years. Well, you said just now that you want to hand in A skill, what level is it?"

"Low grade at the prefectural level." Seeing that Prince Bian seemed unwilling to say more, Qin Yin didn't ask further.

"What, prefecture-level low-rank? Are you sure?" Prince Bian was taken aback. Before that, he just came to receive the son of Wushuanghou who was said to have made rapid progress in the recent period. Originally thought that what he could hand in was only Huang-level exercises, at most Xuan-level low-rank would be top-notch, but unexpectedly, Qin Yin turned out to be a ground-level low-rank when he opened his mouth, which made him, the pavilion master in charge of the Wu Pavilion They were all extremely surprised, not because they were surprised by an earth-level low-grade exercise, but because Qin Yin, who was originally just a shabby household, was able to submit an earth-level exercise!