Zhao Yancheng walked in front of Meng Guangzhao.
Meng Guangzhao's face was pale but he still maintained his poise. He struggled to stand up and closed fist saluted with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. I didn't expect Princess Anfu to be so powerful!"
Zhao Yancheng said plainly, "Yu Dynasty is different from your Great Kun. Great Kun has always followed the law of the jungle. The strong are respected."
"Yes." Meng Guangzhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and forced himself to stay alert. He suppressed the pain in his organs and said slowly, "Great Kun has always respected the strong."
Zhao Yancheng said, "Our Yu the Great pays particular attention to being upright and peaceful, gentle and smooth like jade, concealing his sharpness."
"Thank you," Meng Guangzhao said slowly.
Zhao Yancheng shook his head and said, "He won't easily make a move unless it's a critical moment. The experts on our side are all like this, hiding their strength and not revealing their strength is the highest realm. This time, you were overbearing, forcing An Fu to reveal his methods."
Meng Guangzhao smiled.
Zhao Yancheng said, "Do you still think you're worthy of Anfu?"
Meng Guangzhao took a deep breath and closed fist saluted, "I may not be talented, but I know not to be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. It doesn't matter if I lose this time. I will eventually catch up to the princess!"
"Good ambition." Zhao Yancheng nodded, "Then go back and train well. Train for a thousand years and then come back again."
"I will!" Meng Guangzhao said slowly.
Zhao Yancheng waved his sleeve and turned to leave.
Song Kun brought his guards and followed behind them. Everyone bowed and paid their respects.
After Zhao Yancheng left, the martial arts field became even noisier. People did not want to leave for a long time. No one paid attention to the pale and haggard Meng Guangzhao. He was so weak in front of Princess Anfu that he was not worthy of their attention.
They felt that he would never be able to defeat Princess Anfu.
However, they were worried. Princess Anfu was so powerful. What kind of son-in-law would she find in the future to subdue her?
Then, people became curious. How did Princess Anfu learn this magical ability? Why did the princes and princes not have it? Otherwise, they would have jumped out to teach Meng Guangzhao a lesson.
Ruyi Temple's name was mentioned.
Princess Anfu had already returned to Ru Yi Temple. When she entered the main hall of Ru Yi Temple, she saw Chu Li sitting on a cattail hassock and chanting in a low voice. She carefully sat on the cattail hassock opposite him and quietly waited for him.
The hall was spacious and empty. There were only a few golden Buddha statues and a few prayer mats. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air, refreshing the mind and calming the mind.
After a while, Chu Li slowly opened his eyes.
"Master!" Princess Anfu said excitedly: "I defeated Meng Guangzhao!"
Chu Li gently nodded.
Princess Anfu stared at his face: "Is Master unhappy?"
"What's there to be happy about defeating Meng Guangzhao?" Chu Li shook his head. "You should be satisfied now. You don't want to cultivate anymore, do you?"
"Of course not!" Princess Anfu hurriedly said, "I feel that cultivating is very interesting, much more interesting than strolling around the capital. Master, I want to continue cultivating."
Chu Li said, "You've almost mastered the Lunar Body Tuning Technique. It's time for you to cultivate something else."
Princess Anfu's eyes immediately lit up, "Master, what should I practice?"
"Cultivate the Heavenly Spirit Scripture." Chu Li muttered.
He had already thought about it. Princess Anfu's body was almost cultivated enough for her to cultivate higher-level antique studies. Moreover, the spiritual energy in this world was so rich that cultivating the Heavenly Spirit Scripture was the best.
More importantly, there was the Hundred-Thousand Hills.
This world had the Hundred-Thousand Hills. Once she cultivated the Heavenly Spirit Scripture, it was very likely that she could enter the Hundred-Thousand Hills and use the Hundred-Thousand Hills for her own use. It would be a great help to Princess Anfu.
"Heavenly Spirit Scripture …?" Princess Anfu muttered.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's good that you've heard of it."
"Yes, Master. I will never teach it to anyone, not even my father or mother!" Princess Anfu said.
Chu Li smiled. "I'll teach you the technique."
As he said that, he gently tapped her forehead with his finger.
Since she wanted to have a connection with the Hundred-Thousand Hills, she could not use the Distraction Technique to secretly cultivate the Heavenly Spirit Scripture. It was better for her to cultivate it herself. It would be purer.
After an hour, Princess Anfu came to her senses.
Chu Li said, "Go ahead. It doesn't matter where you cultivate."
"Master, I'll come here to cultivate. Cultivating in the Ruyi Temple is especially fast," Princess Anfu said.
Chu Li nodded. "It's up to you."
Princess Anfu smiled and said, "Shall I bring some books over?"
Chu Li smiled.
Princess Anfu knew that he liked to read, so she often brought some books from the palace's treasury.
There were all kinds of books, there were all kinds of things written on them. Some of them were even about the planting of plants. He was able to read them with great interest, which greatly surprised Princess Anfu.
Princess Anfu bid farewell and left. Just as she opened the main door of the Ruyi Temple, she was stunned.
She saw people kneeling in front of the Ruyi Temple. There were close to a hundred people.
Hearing the door open, everyone quickly looked up. When they saw it was Princess Anfu, they were overjoyed.
They heard that Princess Anfu was the disciple of the Ruyi Temple's abbot, the divine monk Ding Ru, so they came to kneel to show their sincerity. They could not miss such a divine skill.
In this world, only someone as remarkable as the divine monk Ding Ru could teach such a divine skill.
Princess Anfu frowned and glanced at them. She scoffed, "What are you doing? Master won't be giving lectures in the near future. He needs to cultivate in isolation. If there's anything, we'll talk about it later! "
A handsome young man closed fist saluted. "Your Highness, will the master continue to accept disciples?"
"I've never heard master say that," Princess Anfu said, "You want to become his disciple?"
"Yes, yes," the handsome young man nodded. "Your Highness, we want to cultivate martial arts with the master!"
"Oh, we specialize in martial arts." Princess Anfu said, "Then I can say it now. The master will not teach others martial arts. You may leave!"
"We want to meet the master and ask him face to face," the handsome young man said.
Princess Anfu scoffed. "Zheng Ji, what are you doing? What are you doing? Go back and be a corporal!"
This handsome young man was a squad leader of the imperial guards. The imperial guards were all descendants of meritorious officials. Their loyalty was unquestionable. However, because of their extraordinary background, their training was not strict enough, and their skills were sloppy.
Zheng Ji had a bit of a relationship with the empress. He was good at opportunism and kept sticking to the father-in-law's residence. Therefore, he was familiar with Princess Anfu. He knew that Princess Anfu was easy-going, so he spoke casually.
Zheng Ji said, "Can't Master Ding Ru see him?"
Princess Anfu said, "The master has been in isolation recently. He won't see outsiders."
"Then when will he come out?" Zheng Ji asked.
"Who knows?" Princess Anfu said, "It could be a year or so, or it could be eight to ten years, or even a hundred to a thousand years."
Zheng Ji glanced at the people around him and scoffed. "So many of us have knelt down to invite him, but he can't let the master see us?"
"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant rang out, ringing in everyone's ears.
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