The imperial palace, in a certain cold small courtyard.
Zhou Yi was cultivating in the courtyard at this moment.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged under a tree, and as he breathed in and out, the sunrise haze was inhaled into his body.
An hour passed.
Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes and spoke joyfully, saying.
"Seniors! I've made a breakthrough!"
At this moment, Zhou Yi was clearly the only person in the small courtyard.
But the moment Zhou Yi's words fell, an old voice rang out in Zhou Yi's ears.
"Hmm, not bad, I really did not misjudge anyone."
"In just three years, you have broken through to the manifestation realm."
"Now you are no weaker than the vast majority of Innate Martial Masters."
"It's all because of your good teaching, senior."
Zhou Yi revealed an embarrassed smile and said.
"If it wasn't for you, senior, I wouldn't have known that there were such amazing cultivation techniques in the world."
"It is actually based on cultivating the soul, which is completely different from the martial path."
"That's natural."
Hearing Zhou Yi's boast, the pale old voice said with a proud tone.
"Soul cultivation is the true dao, which leads to great liberation in the end."
"As for martial artists, they are just a group of reckless people with no talent."
"When you break through the Ghost Immortal realm and pass through the ninth thunder tribulation you will find that Martial Saints are nothing more than playthings in your hands."
"Ninth thunder tribulation, Martial Saints are also nothing but playthings in my hands ...."
Listening to the words of the old voice, Zhou Yi's face showed a resolute expression, secretly clenched his fist and said.
"Mother ..... I will definitely get justice for you ...."
Just then, the pale old voice suddenly warned.
"Watch out! Someone is coming!"
Hearing that someone was coming, Zhou Yi hurriedly got up and picked up a broom aside and pretended to clean the yard.
Su Mo, dressed in regular clothes, walked into the small courtyard leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Looking at the small courtyard pretending to clean the Zhou Yi, a slight smile and did not break through the other party's trick.
Seeing that the visitor was actually Su Mo, Zhou Yi's heart jolted.
Su Mo does not know him, but he can know Su Mo.
Or in the entire palace, there is no one who does not know Su Mo.
Zhou Yi hurriedly dropped his broom and saluted, saying.
"Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Su Mo looked at Zhou Yi with a smile, "You know me?"
"Of course, who in the palace does not know His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhou Yi lowered his head and carefully replied.
"At last year's palace family banquet, you, Crown Prince, sat beside His Majesty, and I had the honor of seeing your face."
"It's just that I was sitting at the very end, so you probably don't remember me."
"A family banquet? It seems you are also father's son?"
Su Mo nonchalantly sat down on a stone bench to the side, as if he was the owner of this small courtyard.
Then Su Mo looked Zhou Yi up and down as if he had found something and said.
"You don't cultivate martial arts? I remember that all imperial sons and daughters in the palace are required to practice martial arts."
Hearing Su Mo's words, Zhou Yi's heart jolted and he hurriedly explained.
"Er .... I don't have much talent in martial arts, I've never been able to cultivate anything."
"And I'm not interested in fighting and killing or anything, so I'll just forget about it after a long time."
"Not interested?"
"I look at you, not like you are not interested in fighting and killing ah."
Su Mo smiled and looked at Zhou Yi and said.
"Is it because your martial arts teacher sees that you are not favored, so he does not teach you properly?"
"Do you want me to help you find some good teachers to try?"
"No, no, don't bother Your Highness the Prince."
Zhou Yi's body trembled in fear, he certainly wasn't uninterested in fighting and killing.
It's just that now that he has the soul cultivation method, he somewhat doesn't see the martial dao anymore.
And with more martial arts teachers, it would also delay his cultivation of the soul path.
So Zhou Yi could only say with a stiff upper lip.
"I am really not interested in this area, Your Highness the Prince, please spare me."
After saying that, Zhou Yi bent down and gave a deep salute, his head was almost on the back of his feet.
Somehow.
Although Su Mo from the beginning to the end is a smiling look, also did not use their own identity of the Crown Prince pressure people.
But since Su Mo entered the small courtyard, Zhou Yi felt an invisible pressure.
This oppressive feeling is difficult to describe, as if the status of the ground to see the status of high existence, born with a pressure of their own.
Obviously both are the son of the emperor, the same bloodline flowing in their bodies.
But the feeling is a heaven and a place.
One was born noble, as if born to be above all people.
The other is as humble as dust, can only look up to the real dragon in the sky.
This feeling makes Zhou Yi extremely uncomfortable, and at the same time the heart can not restrain a sense of humiliation rose.
Secretly gritting his teeth and clenching his fist.
You wait .... I will not be this humble forever!
At this time the old voice from before also reminded in Zhou Yi's ears.
"Be careful, this guy is not a good person."
Zhou Yi had maintained a bent and low posture from beginning to end to talk to Su Mo.
In addition to maintaining respect, he also did not want Su Mo to see the expression on his face.
Su Mo looked at Zhou Yi who had a low brow and drooping eyes look, and laughed in his heart.
Don't look at the other party is now well behaved, and so later powerful, that can be more than anyone in the eyes of no one.
But today Su Mo is not here to exchange pleasantries.
Looking at the Zhou Yi in front of him, Su Mo also did not bother to be polite again, narrowed his eyes and said smilingly.
"It is true that the martial dao is not cultivated, but to say that you do not cultivate anything, I do not see it, right?"