He couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.
Immediately, he began to re-study the Severing Illusion Blade Technique, finding it more profound the more he studied.
The principles of illusion and reality contained within opened his eyes and caused a leap in his perception and understanding.
At that moment, he realized that he had been too clumsy and forceful in the past, failing to achieve effortless mastery.
The fundamental reason was his lack of emphasis on illusion and reality, and his failure to integrate them effectively.
He understood the concept of illusion and reality, knew the speed and yin-yang of swordsmanship, and even had techniques that employed illusion and reality.
However, he was still separated from truly comprehending the Dao of Illusion and Reality by a thin layer of window paper.
Without external assistance, he would have needed to accumulate insights over time, waiting for a flash of inspiration to break through this barrier.
But with the guidance of the Severing Illusion Blade Technique, the spiritual enlightenment of the Myriad Spirit Pearl, and the accumulated experience and knowledge from his previous life, he was able to achieve enlightenment.
In this world, comprehending the Dao of Illusion and Reality would be incredibly difficult.
And the one who wrote this Severing Illusion Blade Technique was truly a great being, with astonishing wisdom that made one feel insignificant.
Of course, in the eyes of most people, the entire text was nonsensical, with its illogical and confusing statements.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He put down the secret manual, floated out of the house, and drew the Qingying Sword from its sheath, transforming it into a chilling sword light.
The Qingying Sword appeared and disappeared, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, flickering unpredictably. He sheathed the sword, wishing he could laugh loudly to the heavens.
Illusion and reality were truly profound. It was as if the heavens and earth had opened their embrace to him, allowing him to enter a new realm and see a different scene. The same world was now a different world.
A flying knife shot out from his sleeve, turning into a streak of light towards a rockery in the distance, about to collide with a blue stone.
The shadow of the flying knife flickered, suddenly becoming blurred.
The shadow passed through the blue stone, and when it reappeared behind it, the shadow solidified again, becoming a real flying knife.
Chu Zhiyuan's face suddenly turned pale.
The Severing Illusion Blade Technique consumed too much mental energy. The transformation of the flying knife from reality to illusion and back to reality instantly drained his mental power.
In terms of power, the current Severing Illusion Blade Technique was not as good as the Imperial Sword Technique. At least the Imperial Sword Technique did not require such consumption, and its power was not much different.
However, the Severing Illusion Blade Technique had greater potential, and more importantly, it could be combined with the Imperial Sword Technique.
When used together, the power would be even more astonishing.
The next morning, Chu Zhiyuan arrived at the Bright Martial Hall in the morning light.
When he arrived, there were already many people in the Bright Martial Hall's training ground. Stimulated by him, the princes and sons were arriving earlier and earlier.
He arrived as usual, but was already considered late. Everyone cast sympathetic glances at him.
Chu Zhiyuan felt strange, so he went to Chu Zhitong and Chu Zhichuan Chu Mingxuan's side and said unhappily: "Ninth brother, tenth brother, what are you looking at?!"
Chu Zhitong and Chu Zhichuan were practicing the Ziyang Stance, looking at him with smiles. Chu Zhitong chuckled: "Fourth brother, we feel it's not worth it for you."
"What's wrong again?" Chu Zhiyuan said.
Chu Zhitong said: "She would rather die than marry you, fourth brother. This eighteenth princess of Great Zhen is too much, isn't she?"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned at him.
Chu Zhichuan coughed lightly and said: "Fourth brother, we heard that the eighteenth princess's injury is not that serious, and her appearance can be restored, but she took the opportunity to pretend to commit suicide to avoid marrying you."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him, then looked at Chu Mingxuan, who had an angry expression.
Chu Mingxuan said: "Fourth, is this true?"
"How did you know this?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"The news has spread throughout Jade Capital, and everyone is criticizing the eighteenth princess, scolding her for being blind!"
"What else could it be if not blind?" Chu Zhitong snorted: "Among the sons, who can compare to fourth brother? She actually discards him like worn shoes, she is truly blind!"
Chu Mingxuan said: "Not to mention the sons, even if you add us princes, fourth is one of the best."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Eighteenth Uncle, I have been a little busy recently and haven't had time to drink. Did I annoy Eighteenth Uncle, that you are praising me like this!"
Chu Mingxuan chuckled: "What praise or no praise, I don't know how to praise people, I'm just telling the truth. You tell me, who is stronger than you? Not to mention anything else, just talk about cultivation."
Among the many princes, there are very few who can reach the Great Master Perfection Realm.
Only the second brother, King Jing, has achieved the Grandmaster Realm, and the remaining tenth brother, King Ying, has reached the Great Master Perfection Realm. The remaining older brothers have not reached the Great Master Perfection Realm.
These are still princes, a generation apart, much older. Chu Zhiyuan coughed lightly and said: "Eighteenth Uncle, don't harm me."
Chu Mingxuan smiled and said: "Do you think that if I don't mention it, everyone won't know?"
"It's better not to say it."
"Alright, alright." Chu Mingxuan reluctantly agreed.
He felt that Chu Zhiyuan was wearing brocade at night, and at this time, with such a great reputation,
He still wanted to hide his light and nourish his strength, which was really unnecessary.
But since Chu Zhiyuan insisted, he couldn't object and could only obey, forced to restrain the urge to show off.
"Fourth brother," Chu Zhichuan frowned, dissatisfied, and said: "This eighteenth princess also…"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Since the eighteenth princess was injured, how many people have seen the eighteenth princess? How do you know that the injury is not that serious, how do you know that it can be restored?"
Chu Zhitong and Chu Zhichuan were stunned. Chu Zhiyuan said: "Think about it carefully, don't just follow the crowd, use your brains."
"Then…" Chu Zhichuan frowned and said, "Is someone spreading rumors?"
Chu Zhitong asked in confusion: "Why spread this rumor?"
They felt inexplicable. What was the need to spread this rumor? Chu Mingxuan frowned and said: "Fourth, is someone trying to smear you?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's hard to say now. It may be aimed at me, or it may be aimed at the eighteenth princess."
"This move is really vicious, damaging your face and ruining the eighteenth princess's reputation."
Chu Mingxuan said resentfully: "The Town Martial Division should take action and catch the rumor-mongering guys!"
As he spoke, he glared at Chu Zhitong and Chu Zhichuan.
After a series of operations, the two of them still failed to transfer to the Phoenix Camp and remained in the Town Martial Division.
At the last moment, they were suppressed by the emperor.
They are still the deans of the Town Martial Division and have gained a firm foothold.
Chu Zhitong gritted his teeth and slowly nodded.
Chu Zhichuan said: "Eighteenth Uncle, it's not that easy to find the rumor-mongers."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Forget it, there's no need. They may have already run away."
Chu Mingxuan said: "Fourth, do you have anyone you suspect?"
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "I have too many enemies, and they can also frame and plant the blame. There's no need to think too much."
"… … That's true, you do have a lot of enemies." Chu Mingxuan thought for a while: "Not to mention the Great Lie Dynasty, there's a bunch of evil sects, and there's also Great Meng… Could it be the Ninth Princess?"
"It's possible." The three nodded.
They felt that Li Hongzhao could do such a thing, just to sabotage the marriage between Great Zhen and Great Jing.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "I will go ask her today." After finishing his official duties at the Ministry of Rites and reading the documents, he did not return to the palace for lunch, but went directly to the Great Meng Pavilion in the Sifang Pavilion.
The Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry saw that it was him and quickly went inside to report.
Soon, they led him to the Great Meng Pavilion, where he saw Li Hongzhao sitting in a small pavilion. Li Hongzhao was wearing a large red robe, sitting at a stone table, holding a teacup in one hand and a book in the other, her beautiful face serene.
Chu Zhiyuan entered the pavilion and sat opposite Li Hongzhao: "Haven't eaten yet? Let's talk while eating."
Li Hongzhao glanced at him sideways and waved her hand.
Two beautiful maids nodded lightly and retreated.
