Chapter 1779 Chen Changsheng’s guidance!
Led by the maid, Chen Changsheng paid a visit to the remaining twelve princesses one by one.
Among these princesses, some are unruly, some are timid and inferior, and some are gentle and elegant.
The various princesses not only dazzled Chen Changsheng, but also gave Xing Piaopiao a headache.
"Sir, at first I seemed to know who I should choose, but now I have no idea at all."
Because of thinking too much, Xing Piaopiao's mind has become confused.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at her and said calmly, "Now you know how troublesome it is to marry a princess."
"Choosing the wrong person will only cause trouble. If our marriage with His Majesty goes wrong, that would be a huge problem."
"Right now, Jiangshan and the others are still reorganizing the Nine Caves and Eighteen Villages. Without Your Majesty's protection at this time, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to them."
Hearing this, Xing Piaopiao asked curiously, "Then what should we do now?"
"Wait!"
"Things will always be smooth sailing if you take your time. There's no rush to marry a princess. I need to think carefully about which princess to marry."
"Besides, no one can leave the capital. I must stay here as a hostage. Otherwise, how can His Majesty let Jiangshan and his men do what they want?"
After saying that, Chen Changsheng took Xing Piaopiao and left the palace.
At the same time, Emperor Song was also standing on a high place, quietly watching Chen Changsheng and the other person.
Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, the Song Emperor smiled slightly and said, "Interesting, this dragon crossing the river seems to be smarter than I thought."
"Send that maid to the Hundred Fruit Garden. The Imperial Master has just arrived and it would be inconvenient if he didn't have a few servants around him."
"As ordered!"
A voice was heard in the darkness, and Emperor Song's figure disappeared into the sky.
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Hundred Fruit Garden.
As soon as Chen Changsheng came back, he saw the maid who led the way in the palace standing there.
"Aren't you that so-and-so? What are you doing here?"
Little maid: "......"
Will it kill you to ask my name?
Facing Chen Changsheng's doubts, the little maid saluted and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has ordered that from now on I shall serve you."
"Like This!"
"That's good too. It saves this idiot from being so clumsy and giving me a headache all day long."
After speaking contemptuously of Xing Piaopiao, Chen Changsheng went straight back to his room.
However, Xing Piaopiao secretly complained about Chen Changsheng's sharp tongue, and then prepared to go back to her room to rest.
"You have such a low level of cultivation and you still have the nerve to sleep. Tonight, swing your sword five thousand times. If you fail once, I'll beat you to death!"
Chen Changsheng's voice came from the room. Xing Piaopiao said with a look of pain on his face, "Sir, can you please use less? Five thousand times is too much."
"Ten thousand times!"
"Don't use your magical powers when swinging the knife. I don't want to hear any noise when I sleep at night."
"Say one more word and I'll add 5,000. If you don't believe me, try it!"
Faced with Chen Changsheng's order, Xing Piaopiao dared not talk back and immediately took out the silver ring sword and started practicing.
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The night passed quietly, and Xing Piaopiao was standing alone in the yard, sweating profusely.
"Squeak~"
The door slowly opened and Chen Changsheng walked out.
Chairs, fruit plates, hot tea, the little maid prepared everything very considerately.
"Crack!"
After taking a bite of the spiritual fruit, Chen Changsheng looked at Xing Piaopiao's swordsmanship indifferently.
Although Xing Piaopiao, who came from a bandit family, has limited knowledge, his ruthlessness is still worth seeing.
If not for this, Chen Changsheng would not have bothered to teach her swordsmanship.
"brush!"
An ordinary spiritual fruit shot towards Xing Piaopiao, who was concentrating on practicing sword skills and chopped it subconsciously.
"puff!"
The spiritual fruit was split into two halves, and Chen Changsheng slowly stood up and walked in front of Xing Piaopiao.
Picking up the two halves of the spiritual fruit that were covered in dust, Chen Changsheng raised his hand and said, "Eat it!"
"Sir, this thing is already dirty."
"I know. This is your punishment. If you want to learn that knife technique, you'd better eat it."
Upon hearing this, Xing Piaopiao stuffed the two halves of the spiritual fruit into her mouth without any hesitation.
"Sir, I was born a bandit, and I've experienced hard times before."
"It's just a little dust, nothing to me. I'll try something else next time."
A hint of pride flashed in Xing Piaopiao's eyes.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at her and said, "The sword technique you want to learn is hidden in those two halves of the fruit."
"Now that you've eaten the fruit, I think you'll need to practice swinging the sword hundreds of thousands of times before you can master the three sword techniques I taught you."
Xing Piaopiao: “…”
"Don't, sir!"
"Why don't you change your request? I'm sure I can do it. This simple sword swinging is really boring."
Xing Piaopiao hugged Chen Changsheng's thighs and kept begging, but Chen Changsheng said indifferently.
"If you don't let go, I'll kick you to death!"
"Sir, are you willing to teach me?"
As he let go of his hands, a gleam of light flashed in Xing Piaopiao's eyes.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng took the silver-ringed sword from Xing Piaopiao's hand.
"The weapons used by cultivators all over the world are of various types, but each weapon has its own unique characteristics."
"But 90% of the cultivators in the world haven't figured out the characteristics of their weapons, so when they fight, they often can't unleash their full strength."
"And you are the most typical example among these people."
"brush!"
The silver-ringed broadsword chopped down towards Xing Piaopiao's forehead at such a speed that Xing Piaopiao had no time to react.
"call!"
A breeze blew by, and a strand of hair gently fell on the back of the knife.
"This sword of yours weighs eight hundred and twenty-seven pounds. Its craftsmanship is mediocre, but it can be considered a fine product."
"Although the sharpness is a little lacking, broadsword-type weapons don't require high sharpness."
"So this weapon is quite handy for you."
Looking at Chen Changsheng in front of him, Xing Piaopiao swallowed his saliva and said, "Young Master, why do these things you said sound like mortal martial arts?"
"These things are originally mortal martial arts. The three swords I used yesterday were also mortal martial arts."
"Impossible, how can mortal martial arts be so powerful?"
Xing Piaopiao's eyes were filled with disbelief. Chen Changsheng glanced at her and said, "Mortal martial arts are attack methods developed based on the human body."
"Even if you become a cultivator who can fly and hide, you still have to abide by the rules."
"When you were a mortal, you walked on your feet. Now that you've become a monk, you walk on your hands?"
After briefly retorting to Xing Piaopiao, Chen Changsheng continued, "Based on their combat types, cultivators can be divided into two types."
"One is a long-range attack, and the other is a close combat."
"For long-range attacks, most people use magical powers and magic weapons to kill the enemy, while close combat involves fighting with handheld weapons."
"Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, but close combat is easier than ranged attacks."
"This method is very suitable for ordinary monks."
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PS: So tired! So busy! Chapters 2 and 3 will be posted in two hours!
