Chapter 177: Meet the Prince! Pass on the Skills!

If it weren't for the fact that Guo Juxia's name was at the top, and people in the world wanted to express their respect for him, Yan Nantian should have been awarded the title of the best hero in the world.

And because the best swordsman in the world also has a master, Ximen Chuixue, the owner of Wanmei Villa, everyone can only settle for the next best thing and call Yan Nantian the best swordsman in the world.

Yan Nantian didn't care about this. He never acted chivalrously for the title of Lao Shizi, but because his chest was full of blood, which forced him to draw the sword.

Therefore, after realizing that Li Gexiao might have been wronged, how could Yan Nantian hold back the anger in his heart.

Li Gexiao didn't intend to tell others about his experience, but Yan Nantian was a special person in his heart.

"My enemy is the current chief minister of the cabinet, Yan Song, who is known as the 'treacherous prime minister'..."

Li Gexiao slowly recounted what happened that year.

Only halfway through hearing this, Yan Nantian clenched his fists and his eyes were red as if they were about to spit out fire.

Jiang Feng was equally furious.

After Li Gexiao finished speaking, Yan Nantian turned around and smashed the earthen wall in the courtyard with his palm, roaring: "The Holy Emperor still wants to appoint such a traitor, he is really a fool!"

Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It can only be said that Yan Song is indeed an official. Although he does evil, the source lies with the emperor. The emperor can't punish officials who work for him, right?"

Yan Nantian sneered: "Taizu once said back then that the emperor's crimes are the same as those of the common people. So what if he is the emperor? If he makes a mistake, he can deny it?"

Li Ge smiled and lowered his head, his expression indifferent. No one knew what he was thinking when he heard these words.

Jiang Feng said: "Brother, he is the emperor after all. What can you do if he is wrong?"

Yan Nantian suddenly became angry and felt like there were ants crawling all over his body. He couldn't scratch them, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Lord Li, pack your bags and let's go to the capital. We can't do anything against the emperor, so let's do it to Yan Song. We can get as much as we can out of this debt. Yan can give us a helping hand!"

Yan Nantian made a promise, and he would definitely take action if he said so. However, Li Gexiao did not want to implicate him, and shook his head and said: "Master Yan, this is my family matter, and I don't want to trouble others. One day, I will ask the old thief Yan Song for help." account.”

Yan Nantian thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Since Mr. Li can defeat the Twelve Stars and the Master of Yihua Palace, his martial arts cultivation should be at an extremely high level. He really doesn't need Yan's help."

Li Gexiao was stunned for a moment, clapped his legs and laughed and said: "Master Yan made a mistake. Li was indeed able to eliminate the twelve zodiac signs in his heyday, but the master of Yihua Palace was absolutely unmatched. Let me practice again. Not even ten years.”

Jiang Feng also smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, I'm not talking about Mr. Li, but someone else."

Yan Nantian scratched his head, not sure why.

Li Gexiao explained: "It was my young master who solved the Twelve Stars, and he also defeated the Master of Yihua Palace. I am ashamed to say that, as a guard, I failed to fulfill my duty as a guard."

"Young Master?!" Yan Nantian frowned. He first forgot about who defeated the Master of Yihua Palace, and then said in a dissatisfied tone: "Why should a hero like Lord Li be a slave? ?”

"Yan would like to see which hero is so brave?"

In his heart, a good official like Li Gexiao who cares about the people should be treated well when he has been reduced to a wealthy family. Isn't it insulting to be given a bodyguard?

"Having him as a bodyguard is already giving him a lot of face. This rotten drunkard still owes me a big drink bill. If you really think about it, he has to sell his butt to me to pay it back!"

Chu Yang yawned and lazily walked out of the hut, looking at Yan Nantian with an unkind expression.

What about the best swordsman in the world?

The beeping mouth will beat you crookedly again.

"Oh, our butt is so valuable!" Li Gexiao approached Chu Yang with a playful smile, "If it doesn't work, just sell it! Which one of us will follow the other?"

"Get lost!" Chu Yang waved his hand impatiently to chase them away.

"You are the young master Li said you are!" Yan Nantian stared at Chu Yang with dissatisfaction and said in a deep voice: "When Master Li was an official, you have benefited the people for many years. How can you, a brat like you, who speaks so unabashedly, be able to humiliate you so easily?"

"Jinyiwei and the two factories are known as the imperial eagle dogs. The people avoid them. They talk about bringing blessings. It's better if they don't harm the people!" Chu Yang said with a look of disdain.

During the time when he and Li Gexiao were useless people in the capital, the two of them were drunk and talking to each other every day. You scolded me and I scolded you. They basically said things that poked at each other's hearts. What should you mind?

Li Gexiao didn't care at all, and nodded matter-of-factly: "There is indeed a saying that Jin Yiwei is an eagle, and the two factories are dogs. But young master, after my master took charge of Jin Yiwei, the idea of ​​eagles and dogs gradually faded away. Of course, the two factories are dogs. The factory is still a dog, this is an indisputable fact.”

Seeing Li Gexiao trying to please Chu Yang so much, Yan Nantian felt disappointed from the bottom of his heart. Is this still the upright Li Gexiao who asked for orders for the people back then?

He did not hide his disappointment, and Li Gexiao knew what he was thinking when he saw this, so he smiled and said: "Master Yan, the greatest luck in Li's life is to be by your side. If you think I am groveling, it is not right." It looks good, just don’t look at it!”

"Li Gexiao is still the same Li Gexiao. Even if I don't take off the Feiyu suit, I see you still have to grovel. There won't be any change, including you."

Yan Nantian sneered and said: "We have known each other for many years, Master Li still underestimated my strength, Yan Nantian."

Li Gexiao laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Master Yan, this has nothing to do with whether your bones are hard or not. It has a lot to do with your nine tribes."

Yan Nantian looked at Li Ge and smiled without knowing why.

Jiang Feng seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his body trembled.

Li Gexiao turned around and glanced at Chu Yang, who nodded with a playful smile on his lips.

Li Ge smiled and dusted his sleeves, and said solemnly: "The person standing in front of you is the emperor's younger brother, the late emperor's royal highness, the wise king."

"Master Yan, if you don't kneel before the king, it is a serious crime in our court to be beheaded!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Feng over there had already knelt down on the ground, pressing his forehead firmly against the ground, and shouted: "Jiang Feng, a common man, kowtows to the prince. The prince is a thousand years old. The common people don't know the identity of the prince. They have offended many people along the way. I hope you will." My lord, forgive me!”

Yan Nantian looked at Chu Yang in disbelief. Although he was known as the best swordsman in the world, he was essentially a common man. Offending the prince was also a capital crime.

So what if you are a master of martial arts? If a million wolves ride on horses, you will still die, no matter how powerful you are!

Li Ge shook his head and laughed, "Master Yan, now do you know whether Li's bones are hard or not?"

Yan Nantian sighed with a bitter look on his face, bowed his head and knelt down as if resigned to his fate.

"Caomin Yan Nantian comes to meet the prince!"

This painless insult was a small price Yan Nantian paid for his rude words.

At that moment under his head, Yan Nan finally figured out the ridicule in Li Gexiao's words.

"Since ancient times, there are many people who have used force to break the ban. If you really violate the court's laws in the future, your reputation as the best swordsman in the world will not be of much use, so you should do it yourself!"

Chu Yang looked down at Yan Nantian who was kneeling on the ground, his tone was casual as if he hadn't woken up.

But Yan Nantian heard murderous intent from these words, and his heart suddenly shuddered. He instinctively stretched out his hand to press the black iron heavy sword on his back.

If the prince refuses to give up, he will give it a try even if he and Li Ge fall out.

Yan Nantian would not just surrender because the opponent was a high-ranking prince.

"I told you not to have random thoughts."

Chu Yang flashed and suddenly appeared next to Yan Nantian, pressing down heavily on his dark iron heavy sword.

Yan Nantian felt that there was suddenly a weight of ten thousand kilograms on his back.

Just as he was about to resist, the terrifying force suddenly suppressed his whole body and made him unable to lift his head.

Boom!

The ground beneath their feet collapsed and turned into a pit ten feet deep.

Yan Nantian knelt in the pit, his face flushed, his eyes bloodshot, and veins bulging on his neck and temples.

He is like Monkey Sun at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, overwhelmed by the Tathagata Buddha and unable to breathe.

"This person's ability to defeat Yihua Palace Master Yao Yue is indeed not a fluke. Such terrifying power is rare in the world, and even a battlefield general with natural divine power cannot compare to it."

Yan Nantian used the Wedding Clothes Magic Art with all his strength, and the true energy poured into his limbs and bones continuously. If not, he would have been crushed to pieces.

But he has not yet understood the true meaning of the Wedding Clothes Magic Art, and has not yet destroyed all his skills and needs to rebuild them. The more intense the magic power is, the overbearing true energy will rush through his body, causing him inhuman pain.

In just a few breaths, Yan Nantian's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his expression was extremely painful.

But Chu Yang had already withdrawn his strength and stood aside to observe Yan Nantian's current state.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Feng hugged Yan Nantian anxiously, feeling the domineering power in the other person's body, and couldn't help but secretly gasp.

The eldest brother’s wedding magic power is so overbearing, I don’t know how to calm it down?

"Your Majesty, is Master Yan going crazy?"

Li Gexiao didn't know that Yan Nantian was practicing the Wedding Clothes Magic Skill, and thought that something went wrong because Yan Nantian forced his skills to resist Chu Yang.

"No, the martial arts he cultivates is originally a very domineering way. He needs to pass on all his skills to others and start over again to blunt his edge and eliminate the sharpness in the true essence. After that, he can send and receive freely and operate as he wishes. "

Yan Nantian, who was experiencing pain, suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was stimulated, and looked straight at Chu Yang with a pair of tiger eyes.

"Look at what I'm doing, I don't want your true energy." Chu Yang said angrily: "The Wedding Dress Divine Art is called the Zen Martial Arts. You need to have your own enlightenment and see your true nature before you can let go of everything. You have to practice hard for dozens of years. It’s human nature to be reluctant to let go of your skills. Whether you can figure it out or not is entirely up to you.”

"The magical skill of wedding clothes means making wedding clothes for others."

Yan Nantian's face was as painful as gold paper, as if he would faint at any time, and he was still repeating Chu Yang's words, "Make wedding clothes for others..."

Li Gexiao and Jiang Feng were shocked after hearing this. There is such a kind of kung fu in the world. How could normal people imagine it?

For a martial artist, martial arts is something that is intertwined with his life. To destroy years of skill in one day is simply more uncomfortable than killing himself!

Yan Nantian is also a man of great perseverance. He made a decision in an instant whether to give up all his skills.

The situation was critical at this moment. He was willing to believe that Chu Yang, who had only met Li Gexiao once, would not collude with a treacherous and evil person. Moreover, the other party also saved Jiang Feng.

All the thoughts lasted only for a moment, Yan Nantian grabbed Jiang Feng's clothes, his eyes gradually became firm.

Jiang Feng understood Yan Nantian's thoughts and nodded: "Brother, if you are willing, you can transfer your skills to me. We brothers are one and the same, regardless of you and me."

Yan Nantian smiled happily and sat up straight, preparing to transfer the power of the Wedding Dress Magic to Jiang Feng.

Chu Yang's voice sounded again, still in a lazy tone, saying: "Jiang Feng's practice of the Jinglong Secret Book is getting weaker and weaker. He needs to lose all his martial arts to achieve the Jinglong state of returning to the true nature. You are injecting your power into him, which is to reverse his martial arts."

"By then, even if he survives the disaster, he will become a cripple and lie on the sickbed for the rest of his life."

Yan Nantian hurriedly pushed Jiang Feng away. His true energy was disordered, causing his blood to surge, and scarlet blood stains flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, hold on for a while. If I can't, there are others who can!" Jiang Feng looked at Li Gexiao in panic, "Master Li, you are the only one here who can withstand my brother's power. Help my brother!"

Li Gexiao hesitated. He rejected the act of receiving power from others from the bottom of his heart. Martial arts practice should be down-to-earth.

Chu Yang kicked Li Gexiao on the buttocks and said coldly: "Hurry up! If he doesn't pass on his skills, he will be burned to death by his true essence!"

The situation was urgent, and Li Gexiao didn't care about his own mental cleanliness, and hurriedly sat in front of Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian put his fingers together to form a sword, and his fingertips pressed against Li Gexiao's Qi Hai Dantian, and the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, which was like a blazing true fire, slowly injected into Li Gexiao's body.

As soon as the power entered the body, Li Gexiao felt Yan Nantian's pain, the feeling of the meridians and flesh being burned, the pain made people speechless.

Fortunately, Li Gexiao had a rough life and had endured all kinds of crimes. Compared with the torture he suffered in the imperial prison, the whole process of passing on the skills was not so difficult.

After a while.

The hot breath around Yan Nantian dissipated, and his face returned to normal, without any pain. He just felt the empty Qi Hai Dantian, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

The skills I have worked hard for decades are really being used to make wedding clothes for others today...

"No destruction, no construction, what's there to regret, a real man can't even let go of such a small matter?"

"Just now, didn't you look fearless?"

Yan Nantian let out a long sigh, nodded and smiled: "Your Majesty is teaching me that I shouldn't be so hypocritical. Today, I have learned the true meaning of the wedding clothes magic skill with your guidance. I have nothing to repay you. If your Majesty has any mission in the future, I will not refuse even if I die!"

"Okay, first repair your skills and then say that you will not refuse even if you die." Chu Yang waved his hand. He felt that he always collected some hero fragments, Li Gexiao was like this, and Yan Nantian was also like this. Can't we have an SSR without any problems? (End of this chapter)