At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The emperor was so angry that he had to wait for the emperor to come to the palace.

"Brother!" Xiao Ruofeng interrupted their conversation.

Emperor Mingde turned his head and looked at him puzzledly.

"Since we can't stop him, let Xiao Shisan learn if he wants to. That sword is a good sword. Why waste it and hide it?"

Emperor Mingde frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Ruofeng, you forgot the Imperial Observatory..."

Xiao Ruofeng smiled and interrupted him: "I didn't forget, but I believe in Xiao Shisan."

After a conversation, Emperor Mingde finally did not compromise.

But in the end, he neither opposed nor agreed. He just left the sword and left alone.

"Okay, it's time for me to leave." Xiao Ruofeng stood up, patted Xiao Chuhe's shoulder and said, "Chuhe, your master has something to ask you, remember to go find him."

After that, Xiao Ruofeng said goodbye to Hu and left with Emperor Mingde.

"Ruolin, don't think too much for now. After you get well, my brother will teach you martial arts in person."

"Thank you, brother." Xiao Ruolin looked up and thanked.

Xiao Chuhe walked forward, rubbed his little head, and smiled helplessly: "Are you finally happy now?"

After the three left, Hu put Xiao Ruolin's little hand into the quilt, gently pinched his face, and said lovingly: "You little guy, don't challenge your father's bottom line again."

Xiao Ruolin stuck out his tongue and said playfully: "Everything is up to the queen mother."

Hu leaned down, kissed his forehead lightly, and gently instructed: "Rest well first, and the queen mother will come to see you later."

"Okay." Xiao Ruolin responded obediently, closing his eyes and pretending to rest.

Hu smiled, then stood up and called all the maids in the hall out.

When he was alone, Xiao Ruolin opened his eyes again and said silently in his heart.

"System, check personal information."

[Ding! ]

[Host: Xiao Ruolin/Bai Mo]

[Cultivation Realm: Vajra Mortal Realm (mid-term 50/100)]

[Age: seven years old]

[Martial Arts Talent: Exiled Immortal]

[Constitution: Star of Heavenly Evil/Star of Disaster]

[Weapon: Wheel Sword]

[Martial Arts Learned: Sword from the West, White Feather Sword Intent]

[Task 3/10: Heaven Rewards Hard Work]

[Task Description: Break through the Free Realm, completely digest the White Feather Sword Intent for your own use, and evolve a unique sword technique of your own]

[Task Reward: Unknown! ]

Unconsciously, he has reached the Vajra Mortal Realm, and now he has also learned sword moves.

When he can completely evolve a set of sword techniques, it will be the day for him to travel the world.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ruolin felt happy.

However, when he thought of the illusion in the No. 1 Pavilion in the World, he was a little confused.

If the man in white is the legendary White Feather Sword Immortal, then who is the man in white armor?

Now thinking back, the scene at dusk that day seems very similar to the dream I had in my previous life.

Is there any connection between them?

In the days to come, Xiao Ruolin will be recuperating steadily.

He gained a lot in the No. 1 Pavilion in the world, but the price should not be underestimated. It took him three months to recover.

At noon that day.

The sun was shining and the air was fresh.

In the martial arts field, Xiao Ruolin was waving his long sword and performing the White Feather Sword Technique.

This is his daily homework. In order to thoroughly digest the sword meaning in the pavilion that day, he constantly imitates the strange sword moves he saw in the pavilion that day.

Whoosh——

A whistling sound broke the silence.

I saw a silver arc cutting through the sky, and instantly fell on the martial arts field, pointing directly at Xiao Ruolin.

Ding!

Xiao Ruolin stopped his action in time and swung his sword backwards. Instantly, a deafening clanging sound came from behind.

A silver and simple long stick came into view, followed by the familiar green shirt.

"Brother." Xiao Ruolin looked up in surprise and looked at the person who came.

Xiao Chuhe smiled and handed out a stick, knocking Xiao Ruolin back several steps.

"Ruolin, long-term practice will not make any progress. You still need an opponent. Today, my brother will be your opponent. Draw your sword!"

While speaking, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his figure shot out like an arrow from a string, and the silver stick in his hand swept over with a whistling wind.

"Good!" Xiao Ruolin's eyes suddenly shone.

He had heard that his brother was the first genius of Tianqi a long time ago, and now he could fight with him, which was what he wanted.

"Ruolin, draw your sword!"

With Xiao Chuhe's low shout, Xiao Ruolin immediately rushed up with his sword.

Swish!

Silver light

Suddenly, a fierce force rushed towards him.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Chuhe's eyes. If he remembered correctly, his brother had only been holding the sword for three months, but he was more experienced and skilled than many warriors.

Xiao Chuhe's mouth curled up slightly, and the Wuji stick in his hand swung into a shadow, attacking like a violent storm.

Clang clang clang!

The two were very fast. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ruolin had already attacked hundreds of sword moves.

Xiao Chuhe was focused, and the Wuji stick in his hand kept swinging, and each move revealed a strong true energy.

The long stick and sword that kept colliding made a series of roaring sounds.

Xiao Chuhe's eyes became brighter and brighter, because he found that he could not suppress the attack of his brother.

Obviously he was a natural genius who practiced martial arts, but his father tried to bury his brother's talent because of some words from the Imperial Observatory, and almost buried his brother's good jade.

The sword of my brother is a sword with many changes, which is dazzling, but it is still a little short of the mark.

This won't do!

Xiao Chuhe took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, and he swung the Wuji stick in his hand violently.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The Wuji stick trembled violently, bursting out circles of ripples, spreading like ripples.

A strong pressure filled the air, making the surrounding space seem to solidify.

Bang bang bang!

Xiao Ruolin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a heavy pressure coming from all directions.

He fought hard, and the long sword in his hand danced a dense sword flower, but he still couldn't resist this pressure.

At this time, the figure of the emperor's brother was like a mountain, and he was like a small boat sandwiched between two gorges, which could capsize in the gorge at any time.

Xiao Ruolin suddenly condensed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling white light.

"I have a sword, please try it, brother!"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp chill burst out from his long sword.

Xiao Chuhe felt that the sword's accumulated power was extraordinary, and his eyebrows could not help but raise slightly.

There is no doubt that Ruolin is a genius in the sword, and he has such extraordinary strength at the age of seven.

In time, he will surpass him and surpass the entire Tianqi.

"Ruolin, come on, brother will take over."

Xiao Ruolin smiled slightly and shouted in a deep voice: "Sword name, a sword from the west!"

Whoosh!

The long sword was sacrificed, swept over the head, leaving a straight silver line in the air, and flew straight towards Xiao Chuhe.

"Good swordsmanship!" Xiao Chuhe couldn't help but admire.

Whoosh!

The sword energy cut through the sky.

Xiao Chuhe raised the Wuji stick in his hand and faced the galloping long sword.

Ding——

Sparks flew everywhere, and a majestic sword intent stimulated Xiao Chuhe's whole body.

"Hiss..." Xiao Chuhe took a breath of cold air and thought to himself: "Is the power of this sword so terrifying?"

Not daring to neglect it, he hurriedly raised his breath and circulated his true energy to protect his chest.

Clang!

The sword body made a roar, and after a few seconds of stalemate, Xiao Ruolin's sword energy was ultimately no match for the domineering Wuji Stick.

In the end, under the collision of two huge forces, he was shaken away by the Wuji Stick.

Bang!

The sword fell on the stone slab in the distance, and the stone slab exploded.

Xiao Chuhe stood there, stunned for a long time, and his arms were slightly numb.

At this time, Xiao Ruolin ran over and asked with a smile: "Brother, how is my sword?"

"How much strength did you use in this sword?"

"Ninety percent!" Xiao Ruolin answered without hesitation.

Xiao Chuhe exhaled lightly, then he flicked Xiao Ruolin's forehead and scolded with a smile: "You kid, my brother almost died in your hands."

The power of this sword is enough to rival the full-strength attack of a Vajra Ordinary Realm warrior, or even better. If he hadn't seen that the sword was not right just now.

He might have died in this move if he had not increased his strength.

"Is my brother okay?" Xiao Ruolin hurried forward and checked his whole body.

Xiao Chuhe shook his head, with a guess in his mind, and then he asked curiously: "Brother, do you know how many levels of martial arts there are in the world?"

"The world's martial arts are divided into nine levels, the first level is the best, the ninth level is the second, and there are four levels above the first level." Xiao Ruolin answered honestly.

"Then what level are you in now?" Xiao Chuhe asked again.

Xiao Ruolin smiled and answered with his lips: "Above the first level, Vajra Ordinary Realm!"