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Main Text Chapter 458 The Three Great Courts Arrive (Updated)

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    After Zhen Rong made a fuss in the Xiange Pavilion, the Xiange Pavilion gradually returned to its former calm, and there were no more disturbances and provocations.

    Ye Futian practiced quietly in the fairy pavilion, improving his mental strength, practicing piano music, and tempering martial arts. Lou Lanxue also went to the city to get some practice resources to assist his practice. Although he couldn't transform, he was slowly improving a little bit.

    This is also Ye Futian's plan to come to Shengtian City. In this main city in the eastern region of the barren state, he will take the lead in raising his cultivation base and stepping into the princely realm. Everything else can be temporarily put aside.

    After entering the princely state, there are more choices. You can stay in Shengtian City to practice, or go out and wander.

    It's really weak to walk in the barren state in the sky realm.

    These days, Long Ling'er also visits him from time to time, and occasionally Ye Futian will teach Long Ling'er to practice piano music.

    At this time, Long Ling'er was in the courtyard of Ye Futian, Xiange.

    The melodious piano sound gradually subsided, and Long Linger sat quietly beside her. Seeing Ye Futian stop, she smiled brightly at him and said, "Brother Futian, every time I listen to you play, I seem to fall into the artistic conception of the piano sound."  In the middle, it seems to be living in it, when can I have such a realm."

    "Practice makes perfect, the more you practice, the more you will get it. When I was learning the piano, I was more than a year older than you are now." Ye Futian smiled.

    "Lied to me again." Long Ling'er giggled, if she had practiced a lot, then what talent is there?

    Ye Futian glared at her, this girl is really too shrewd.

    "Brother Futian, my mother set a goal for me. If I can't achieve it within a year, I still have to go to the Star Academy to practice next year." Long Ling'er said.

    "Then you have to work harder." Ye Futian said with a smile: "If you can't achieve it, you will blame yourself. Just follow your mother's advice and go to the academy to practice."

    "Okay." Long Ling'er muttered, seemingly reluctant.

    "You have been out for so long, you should go back." Ye Futian rubbed the little girl's head and said, Long Ling'er gave Ye Futian a fierce look, stood up and said bitterly: "Sure enough, it's not a kiss."

    Having said that, he lifted his steps depressed and left.

    Ye Futian shook his head with a wry smile. After Long Linger left, Ye Futian turned around and shouted, "Loulan."

    Lou Lanxue walked to Ye Futian's side and heard Ye Futian ask: "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is the opening day of the martial arts battlefield, right?"

    "Yes." Lou Lanxue nodded slightly.

    "Have you found out everything you asked to inquire about?" Ye Futian asked.

    "Find out." Lou Lanxue nodded: "The Wuyun battlefield is located in the center of Shengtian City. It is rumored that Shengtian City expanded from this battlefield to eight sides. It continues to this day.  The transportation battlefield is located in the center, and the strong men of the three courtyards are guarding there."

    "To enter the battlefield of martial arts, one needs to be escorted by a strong person in the realm of sages. Outside the battlefield of martial arts, there is the coercion left by the sages. The younger practitioners simply cannot bear it, and their will will collapse because they cannot bear the coercion.  "Lou Lanxue introduced the situation of the martial arts battlefield, and continued: "In addition, it is said that there are nine floors in the martial arts battlefield, which is known as the nine levels of martial arts. Every time you go deeper, you can get more benefits.  In the recent hundreds of years, only one person in Shengtian City has stepped into the land of nine levels of martial arts, and he was hailed as the number one genius in thousands of years."

    "Who?" Ye Futian asked.

    "Long Yitian, Long Ling'er's uncle." Lou Lanxue said.

    Ye Futian was taken aback for a moment, thinking to himself how did such a character fall?

    "So, except for the disciples of the three major courtyards, don't they have the opportunity to enter the martial arts battlefield?" Ye Futian asked, this is what he cares about.

    "Yes, you need to be escorted by a sage to enter the martial arts battlefield. If you are not a disciple of the third courtyard, if you dare to break in by yourself, the third courtyard will not interfere. After all, in their view, it is an act of courting death, and they don't bother to ask." Lou Lanxue  road.

    "Understood, get ready, go and have a look tomorrow." Ye Futian said, Lou Lanxue nodded slightly, without asking further questions.

    Whatever Ye Futian said, she did what she did, keeping her duty.

    She also felt that with time, both she and Ye Futian have gradually gotten used to each other's roles. I remember that Ye Futian was very unaccustomed to ordering her to do things when he was in the thatched cottage, and felt awkward every time, but now,  This feeling has long since disappeared.

    She certainly understands that as Ye Futian grows up, he is also changing a little bit, with less cynical laughter, but the self-confidence in his bones is getting stronger, and his temperament is changing a little bit.

    He is only in the heavenly realm, what will happen when he becomes a prince?  What about sages or higher realms?

    She would love to seeWhat's the sound? I have been practicing in the Immortal Pavilion, and I didn't go to Zhen Rong or Chen Liu. Obviously I refused, but at this moment, why do I still have to come here?  What's the point?

    "This is the last chance, have you thought it through?" Among the Haoyue Academy crowd, a beautiful figure looked at Ye Futian, it was Zhen Rong, she was still willing to give Ye Futian the last chance.

    "I made it very clear a month ago." Ye Futian responded lightly. Zhen Rong turned her eyes away and didn't look at him again. Ye Futian is no longer worthy of her attention.

    Among the crowd, Wang Yuqing also saw Ye Futian. She felt a little pity. Ye Futian should have entered the Third Court. If he could enter the martial arts battlefield this time, he might be able to gain something.

    "Let's go." A voice came out, and the people from the three courtyards immediately nodded, and the mighty crowd set foot towards the martial arts battlefield.
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