Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 333 Chapter 372 Then... just try?

Yan Qingcheng raised his hand and pointed at his own face, with an expression of disbelief. "I?"

"The inner strength method that Mo Fengyi gave you is the pure yang method. Although that method is good, but you are a pure yin body, you should learn the pure yin inner strength method."

Yan Qingcheng's eyes flashed guiltily, and he hesitated and said:

"You know, well, actually, I... I just want to learn kung fu to protect myself." It's just that after the boat crashed and fell into the water, the inner strength and mental method had been soaked in water, and she learned it even if she wanted to. Not anymore.

"I understand." Chu Yuanheng pursed his lips. If possible, he never wanted Yan Qingcheng to learn martial arts. He wanted Yan Qingcheng to live under his protection forever, but now he can't even protect himself. Difficult, how can protect Yan Qingcheng, especially after the last chase, which made him firm in his idea of ​​sending Yan Qingcheng to Lingxiao Palace to learn art from a teacher.

"The disciples of Lingxiao Palace are all women. Zixia, the master of Lingxiao Palace, has a younger sister named Ziling. The current disciples are all apprentices of Zixia, the master of Lingxiao Palace. I got the news that Zixia, the master of Lingxiao Palace, is already in the imperial capital. Check Since her traces are here, I brought you here today because I want you to learn from Zixia, the lord of Lingxiao Palace, her pure yin inner strength."

He had witnessed Yan Qingcheng kill fifteen killers by himself before. Although she helped her a lot with a weird weapon, without agility, it was difficult for her to completely kill those people in an instant. Death, when he crawled out of the coffin, he happened to see Yan Qingcheng avoiding every danger flexibly.

It's just that without the support of internal strength, her movements can only rely on skills, and she can't last long at all.

Therefore, only by letting Yan Qingcheng learn the best internal strength first, can she use her flexible skills to the extreme. He does not ask Yan Qingcheng to become a world-class master of martial arts, but only hopes that her skill can be enough to protect herself.And to learn the most suitable internal strength for women, it is undoubtedly the pure Yin internal strength of Lingxiao Palace.

"Sounds good, but all the disciples in this Lingxiao Palace belong to the palace master's younger sister Ziling. From this, it can be seen that the palace master should have no apprentices."

"Palace Master Zixia never accepts apprentices."

Yan Qingcheng said in surprise:

"Then what are we here for?"

Chu Yuanheng turned around confidently and stared at the plaque of Lingxiao Palace, and said:

"But I believe it's man-made."

Yan Qingcheng nodded uncertainly.

"Then...just try?" Based on her analysis and intuition, this Princess Zixia should be a woman with a rather eccentricity, and eccentricities are the most difficult to deal with since ancient times.

With a smile, Chu Yuanheng took Yan Qingcheng's hand and walked to the gate of Lingxiao Palace.

In front of the door, a boy in white clothes was sweeping fallen leaves. When he saw someone coming, the boy pointed at them with a broom and asked rudely:

"Who is coming?"

Chu Yuanheng let go of Yan Qingcheng's hand, and politely cupped his hands to compose:
"The younger generation, Chu Yuanheng, a native of the Qi Kingdom, has come here to pay respects to Palace Master Zixia with his words to Qingcheng."

Upon hearing this, the little boy directly refused:
"The palace lord doesn't see any guests, you two please go back."

Chu Yuanheng said with a smile:

"I also hope that the little boy will tell the Palace Master that we are here to apprentice."

The little boy looked very impatient. "As a teacher, go directly to Master Ziling."

"The one we want to worship is Palace Master Zixia." Chu Yuanheng seemed to be lowering his posture, but he did not lose the introverted domineering arrogance of a superior, and his words carried a deterrent without anger.

The little boy's eyeballs moved, and he took a serious look at Chu Yuanheng and Yan Qingcheng. His attitude softened a little, but he still refused:
"The palace master never accepts disciples, please go back, both of you."

(End of this chapter)