My exercises will automatically practice

As night fell, the waning moon quietly climbed into the night sky.

However, the entire Yunchong City tonight is different from the past.

On the street, the lights are bright and people come and go.

Many people rushed to tell each other, all talking about the mine battle in the daytime.

"Have you heard? This time, the Liu family won the championship!"

"What? Stop making trouble, how is it possible?"

"Really, I didn't lie to you."

"Didn't Zhao Ming and Huang Ao say they are both at the ninth level of nourishing qi?"

"That's lost too..."

"Oh, my money!"

In addition to talking about it, more people still feel sorry for their own money.

Because, before the battle started, no one in the huge Yunchong City was optimistic about the Liu family.

Therefore, this time, all the bets participated in were losers.

The most lively Tianfeng Auction House.

At this moment, it is deserted and deserted.

The top floor of Tianfeng Auction House.

Listening to Wang Wenyan's report, the noble young man had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Liu Fuyun, it's interesting! It seems that Yun Chongcheng has underestimated this bookworm..."

Wang Wenyan was also thoughtful, stroking his beard.

"But this time, Qing Lingzi's plan was disrupted by him."

"The people of these sects usually have their eyes higher than the top, so it's good to let them suffer a bit."

Mr. Huagui sneered with an indifferent expression on his face.

However, his words made Wang Wenyan beside him a little impatient.

"Sixth prince, do you know that the battle between dragon and snake is imminent, Your Majesty..."

"To shut up!"

His words caused the young man who had been smiling all the time to change his expression drastically, and he scolded sharply.

Only then did Wang Wenyan come back to his senses, bowed slightly, and said.

"Young master, I made a slip of the tongue."

Mr. Hua Gui took a few violent breaths before gradually calming down.

Stretching out his hands, he helped the old man up.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, Mr. Wang, it's me who got excited."

With a long sigh, he looked into the distance.

"No matter what, I will always be his son. My surname is Chu. This cannot be changed."

That's right, the young man in front of him is wearing luxurious clothes and has an extraordinary bearing.

It was His Majesty's sixth prince: Chu Muye.

Although, it is customary for the prince to go to the Tianfeng Auction House to practice.

However, I am afraid no one will think of it.

The dignified sixth prince of the dynasty will be sent to such a small border town that doesn't shit.

To put it bluntly, being sent here is no different from exile.

It can be seen how unpopular this sixth prince is in this Dragon Court.

Chu Muye looked at the bright moonlight with long eyes, and remained silent.

The old man behind him, looking at the young man's back, felt distressed in his heart.

"Master, this time is an opportunity. If this matter is handled well, you may be able to return to the imperial capital!"

Wang Wenyan's voice trembled a little.

Chu Muye didn't turn around, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth.

"Old Wang, I have come to Yunchong City since the death of my mother and concubine."

"Go back~ Even if I go back, besides being a thorn in the side of others, what are the benefits?"

Wang Wenyan hesitated to speak, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Because he knew that Chu Muye was right.

As a prince, once you return to the imperial capital, no matter how useless you are, someone with ulterior motives will find you.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop...

The two stood tall, and neither of them spoke.

The scene became quiet for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Muye turned and looked at the old man, talking as he walked.

"Old Wang, don't worry, I'm fine here, as for the battle between the dragon and the snake, we just cooperate with Qing Lingzi."

"Yes!"

Watching Chu Muye disappear on the top floor, Wang Wenyan's eyes were filled with helplessness.

A sigh echoed in the night sky.

……

But at this time, the Liu family's courtyard was very lively.

With the lights on and the candles on, the whole house is as bright as day.

Cheers sounded everywhere, from top to bottom, everyone's face showed joyful expressions.

Today, for the Liu family, can be said to be a day of great ups and downs, great joy and great sorrow.

He was looked down upon by the whole city, and then targeted by the Huang family, Zhao family, and even Qing Lingzi.

Until Liu Fuyun was born out of nowhere, sweeping away the younger generation of the three major families and winning the title.

All this is like a dream.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he escaped death.

In the lobby, Liu Longting sat upright at the top, looking at the senior family members lined up on both sides.

His eyes were full of joy and relief.

There is no other, just because he sees respect and awe in everyone's eyes.

And all of this was fought for by his most beloved son.

So, he is happy.

Just when he was full of emotions, Liu Hucheng stood up beside him.

"Brother, I respect you for this glass of wine. My brother did something wrong before. Please bear with me. From now on..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Longting interrupted him by raising his hand.

Picking up the wine glass, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Hu Cheng, you and I are brothers. Needless to say, the crisis has not yet been lifted. We, the Liu family, should work together to tide over the difficulties."

After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and all the elders and priests below agreed.

This time, even the Great Elder Liu Yuanfa didn't say anything, and quietly had a drink with him.

In fact, although Liu Hucheng said so, he did not completely give up the position of Patriarch in his heart.

However, things are different now.

Outside, there are powerful enemies around; inside, Liu Fuyun's momentum has reached its peak.

The right time, the right place, and the right people do not occupy the same place. If you want to compete for the head of the family, it will be difficult to reach the sky.

So I can only hide my strength and bide my time, and wait for the opportunity.

Liu Longting was also aware of this matter.

It's just that he believed in himself, and even more in Liu Fuyun.

Pushing a cup to change a cup, an elder from the Liu family got up and asked with a smile.

"Patriarch, why don't you see the young master, he is a great hero of my Liu family today."

"After the war, I felt a little unwell, so I went to rest first."

Liu Longting said.

Everyone nodded.

"That's right, health is important. In the future, my Liu family will have to look after young people of their generation."

"You still need to say, it's not like we haven't seen the young master showing his power today..."

"..."

In the field, it became lively again.

And the protagonist of their discussion is currently in the library of the Liu family.

Holding a jar of wine in his hand, Mr. Feng looked at Liu Fuyun not far away and said.

"I said you kid, everyone is celebrating your achievements, but you ran here to read?"

Liu Fuyun didn't reply, but carefully read the exercises in his hand.

After a while, he turned the book to the last page, and the system voice sounded in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for learning the innate skill "Sitting and Forgetting Kungfu", and the automatic training begins...]

Turning to look at the old man, Liu Fuyun asked.

"Old Feng, is this the only book on the method of restraining one's breath?"

Old Feng came slowly with the wine jar in his arms, talking as he walked.

"There are very few techniques for concealing one's aura, and there is only one copy in the Liu family's Sutra Library..."

As the voice fell, a gust of wind blew by.

Looking intently, I saw Liu Fuyun's figure had already flew outside the door.

The voice of the youth came with the wind.

"Old Feng, thank you very much, I will come to see you some other day."

"Hey, you kid."

Looking at Liu Fuyun's back, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of Feng Lao's mouth.