At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The king of the world, the king of the world.

"Vajra mortal realm?"

Even though Xiao Chuhe had experienced many ups and downs, he was shocked when he heard this answer.

Because, most people can't cross the realm in their entire lives, but his brother has reached this realm at the age of three?

You know, he has only been holding the sword for three months, and he has crossed the Vajra mortal realm in three months?

But the sword just now is enough to prove that Ruolin is not lying, that is to say! ! !

Snap!

Xiao Chuhe slapped his brother's shoulder with his right hand. Although there are many talented people in this world, a monster like Ruolin is unheard of.

"Ruolin, tell me, how did you do it?" Xiao Chuhe asked hurriedly, with an extremely serious expression.

"Just sword dancing every day!" Xiao Ruolin touched his nose.

"Sword dancing every day can't reach this level, Ruolin, do you know what you are talking about?"

Xiao Chuhe frowned, his tone was serious, and there was a strong doubt in his eyes.

Xiao Ruolin swallowed his saliva.

Sure enough, he knew that his brother was not so easy to fool.

He hurriedly thought of a reason to prevaricate the other party, and told him everything that happened when he entered the world's first pavilion. Only half-truths can deceive a smart person like his brother.

"Plaque, Baiyu Sword Immortal, teach swordsmanship?" Xiao Chuhe muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his face changed, as if he remembered something.

Baiyu Sword Immortal was a figure who existed sixty years ago. Such an amazing figure would actually leave a legacy in the world's first pavilion?

And this opportunity was also obtained by Ruolin?

This...

It's simply too incredible!

But despite this, before this, Ruolin had never been exposed to martial arts.

Could it be that Ruolin is a demon who can understand things at a glance?

"Brother, is the Vajra Mortal Realm very strong? Why do you react so strongly? I couldn't beat you in the sparring just now!" Xiao Ruolin said puzzledly.

Although he knew the martial arts realm of this world, there was no one around him for him to refer to. The system said that he was in the Vajra Mortal Realm, so he only knew that he was in the Vajra Mortal Realm.

Therefore, facing the emperor brother who reacted so strongly, his heart was full of confusion and bewilderment.

You are only seven years old, it would be strange if you really beat me!

Xiao Chuhe couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He thought about it and no longer wanted to continue practicing. Instead, he grabbed his brother's hand and said, "Let's go! This matter is of great importance. Let's ask Uncle Wang to make a decision. If possible, let Uncle Wang find you a good master. I'm afraid that my Xiao royal family will really produce a sword demon."

After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Ruolin and shouted to the distance: "Old Xu! Prepare the horse!"

A moment later, an old man in a gray robe and with gray hair and beard led a horse from the stable.

This is a snow-white horse, with four hooves stepping on the snow, and it is very agile.

"Your Highness, the horse is coming." The old man handed over the reins.

Xiao Chuhe hugged his brother and jumped easily, then flicked the reins lightly.

"Go!"

The horse's four hooves were in the air, raising dust.

...

Xiao Chuhe rode his Yebei horse and galloped all the way. Half an hour later, he brought Xiao Ruolin to the Langya Palace.

As soon as he got off the horse, he grabbed his brother's hand and rushed into the palace. The guards outside the palace saw that it was Prince Yong'an and chose to let him go.

Prince Yong'an was on good terms with his own prince, and the two often interacted with each other. The guards in the palace were also very familiar with Xiao Chuhe.

Xiao Chuhe came to the gate of a quiet courtyard without any obstacles and knocked on the door.

Dong Dong Dong!

After a few dull but rhythmic knocks, the door was slowly pushed open.

A handsome young man opened the door.

"Hey! A rare guest." Xiao Lingchen saw Xiao Chuhe standing at the door at a glance.

He smiled and joked, but his eyes stayed on Xiao Ruolin: "Brother Ruolin, long time no see."

"Hello, Brother Lingchen!" Xiao Ruolin called politely.

"Arrogant, is Uncle Wang inside?" Xiao Chuhe said directly.

Xiao Lingchen frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Xiao Chuhe's address to him, but saw that the other party looked solemn.

Realizing that he had something important to do with his father, he opened the door: "Come in, your master is here."

"That's great." Xiao Chuhe pulled Xiao Ruolin directly into the room.

Xiao Lingchen shook his head, this kid is still so reckless.

In the room, a burly man was sitting in front of the chessboard. His eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars, and a strong breath emanated from his body.

He was

Commanding the three armies, Beili Grand Protector, Langya King Xiao Ruofeng.

The man opposite him wore a demon mask, exuding a mysterious aura.

"Uncle Wang, Master!" Xiao Chuhe bowed respectfully.

Xiao Ruofeng waved his hand, motioning him to sit down first.

Xiao Chuhe pulled his brother to sit beside them, while Xiao Ruolin sat obediently beside Xiao Chuhe, staring at the chessboard in front of him curiously.

On the chessboard, the white pieces had surrounded the black pieces layer by layer, forming a deadly situation. The situation was precarious. Only the last step would leave the black pieces completely defeated.

But Xiao Ruofeng still said nothing, just focusing on the chess game.

After a while, he picked up a black piece and pressed the flag in the center of the chessboard: "No regrets!"

The situation on the chessboard was instantly rewritten because of this black piece.

The black piece, which had been in a desperate situation, broke through the siege, turned the situation around, and even suppressed the white piece.

The masked man sighed: "Let's have a draw."

"Okay." Xiao Ruofeng smiled.

The two of them each placed a piece in front of him, representing a draw.

"Chen'er, clean up the chessboard." Xiao Ruofeng waved his hand.

Xiao Lingchen came up happily and cleaned up the chessboard.

Then, Xiao Ruolin turned around, his eyes fell on Xiao Ruolin, and teased: "Little Ruolin, have you sneaked out again without telling your father and mother?"

"Uncle Wang, don't talk nonsense. The palace is boring. I just went to my brother's Snowfall Villa to escape the summer heat." Xiao Ruolin stuck out his tongue.

"Chuhe, what do you want to talk to us about?" The masked man raised his head and asked.

Xiao Chuhe raised his lips slightly, "Ruolin, draw your sword!"

Xiao Ruolin immediately understood, put his fingers together, and called out softly: "Driving!"

Swish!

In an instant, a sharp edge flew out from behind Xiao Ruolin.

"Huh?" Xiao Ruofeng looked surprised.

The flying sword was summoned, poking a hole in the roof, and then turned into a silver light and flew towards the masked man.

The masked man's eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he had been prepared for it. His figure suddenly retreated, and at the same time he took the sword on Xiao Ruofeng's waist.

Clang!

The sword was unsheathed, and sparks flew.

"Return!" Xiao Ruolin drew his index and middle fingers, and the flying sword returned to the scabbard.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ruofeng and the masked man looked at each other, and asked in surprise: "King Kong Mortal Realm?"

At this time, Xiao Chuhe stepped forward and told the two about his brother's affairs.

After the two heard it, they were all shocked.

"You mean, this little guy has only been holding the sword for three months?" The masked man was surprised.

"Yes, it has only been three months since my father allowed Ruolin to practice martial arts." Xiao Chuhe nodded.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that my Xiao family first had a Chuhe, and now there is another young monster. Good! Good!" Xiao Ruofeng laughed up to the sky.

Originally thought that Chuhe was already a peerless genius, but did not expect Ruolin to bring him a surprise.

"Uncle Wang, Master! I would like to ask you two to personally guide my brother and accept him as a disciple." Xiao Chuhe struck while the iron was hot.

However, this time the two shook their heads tacitly.