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After thinking for a long time, Shui Qingyan was still unable to understand, so she stood up and walked towards the study table.

"Qingmei." Shui Qingyan shouted.

The green Plum Blossom appeared.

Shui Qingyan pointed to the book case and said, "Qingmei can write, right?"

Qingmei nodded.

Shui Qingyan smiled and said: "Alright, write two words for me."

"Write what?" Qing Mei asked.

Shui Qingyan thought.

While Shui Qingyan was deep in thought, Qingmei had already prepared a brush and paper.

"Neuropathy is an organic disorder that occurs in the nervous system." Shui Qingyan said.

Qing Mei took her pen and wrote the three words "crazy" before turning to Shui Qingyan and asking, "What is nervous system? What is called a temperament disorder? You can get sick with your temperament? "

The corner of Shui Qingyan's mouth twitched. How was she going to explain these modern words?

After thinking for a moment, Shui Qingyan said, "Forget it, just write it. It's called mental illness."

Qing Mei thought for a moment. "Are you suffering from some mental disorder?"

Shui Qingyan nodded his head: "Pretty much, I will write it like this. After I finish writing it, I will give it to Chu Chen."

"Oh." Qing Mei nodded.

After giving out the instructions, Shui Qingyan once again returned to the bed.

After Green Plum finished writing, he blew all the ink on it dry and flew towards the Prince Chu Manor.

On the other side, inside Shui Qingyan's room.

When Shui Qingyan returned to the bed, she remembered her eyes.

"Could it be that channeling my mind can help me regain my sight?" Shui Qingyan thought as she waved her hand in front of her eyes.

Putting down her hands, Shui Qingyan sat cross-legged and thought: "We'll know once we give it a try."

Heaven and Earth connected to the source of the world. Spiritual Qi filled every direction, as if it could swallow the mountains and spit out the seas ….

Shui Qingyan thought about the three lines of mental cultivation method, and started to expand her meridians and refine her Sea Of Mind.

The Feng Family technique was different from normal martial arts. It was superior to normal martial arts and had harsh requirements on the human body.

In this world, other than the people with Feng Family who were born with powerful minds and had the potential to cultivate secret arts, there were only five people who had the potential to cultivate secret arts.

The first step in cultivating Feng Family Secret Arts was to condense one's mind and consciousness. When the power of mind in one's body was saturated, one could open the Sea Of Mind and this sea of Feng Family practitioners would call it the Divine Sea.

The Divine Sea had a self-protective consciousness. When the Divine Sea was about to dry up, it would automatically close. After closing up, the Spirit Sea would hungrily search the surroundings of the body as well as the tiniest bit of mind consciousness within the body. After that, the Spirit Sea would then condense all the thoughts into the Spirit Sea.

When the Spirit Sea was filled again, the Spirit Sea would automatically release the seal, allowing the body to call upon the power of mind.

The last time Shui Qingyan had gone to the Ma Ji Town, she had overused the power of mind and sealed his Spirit Sea automatically. Therefore, to activate a large number of power of mind to try and recover her eyes, the first thing Shui Qingyan had to do was to open the door to the Divine Sea.

After Shui Qingyan circulated the inner force cultivation method in her body for a week, she spat out a mouthful of impure Qi and then opened her eyes.

"The mental cultivation method may be good, but the speed at which I condense my mind is too slow." Shui Qingyan frowned and pursed her lips, thinking, "Furthermore, the Sea Of Mind is even harder to open than when she just teleported here."

"Did something go wrong?" Shui Qingyan said it on her own as she thought about it.

When she transmigrated over, she had only spent half a day to open the Sea Of Mind, but now that she had been using her inner force technique, she had not been unable to enter the Sea Of Mind for a few days. This made Shui Qingyan a little suspicious.

"Could it be because the inner force cultivation method is incomplete, that cultivation has no effect?" Shui Qingyan said in her heart.

With that thought, Shui Qingyan shook her head and rejected the idea. "When she cultivates, she can clearly feel changes in her body, and even her injuries are healed much faster than before. There is no problem with the mental cultivation method."

Shui Qingyan did not understand and closed her eyes once again to use her internal energy to focus his mind. Although Shui Qingyan had concentrated his mind, she did not absorb the Sea Of Mind.

"What's the matter now?" After thinking about it, Shui Qingyan said in her heart: "Maybe, mental cultivation methods are the foundation of strengthening. I'll try using the Art of Controlling Ice's mouth technique to condense my mind and give it a try."

The Ice Manipulation Technique was a family secret technique belonging to Shui Qingyan's master. Its attribute was cold, plus Shui Qingyan's master was a master in snake control, snakes had a cold nature, so Shui Qingyan's master was also extremely good at it.

Unfortunately, when he passed it down to Shui Qingyan, Shui Qingyan did not believe in inner force mental cultivation methods, so when Shui Qingyan was cultivating it, she was not serious at all. Her cultivation in the mental cultivation method was not good enough, so Shui Qingyan's mastery of the Ice Mantra was not even a thousandth of her master's.

In front of him, Shui Qingyan was using the Arts of the Ice Mantra to condense her mind.

Shui Qingyan was speechless because whether it was in terms of flexibility or strength, this body was far from being able to meet the requirements of Shui Qingyan's technique. Furthermore, the Sea Of Mind had no intention to absorb it.

When that person had entered her attack range, Qing Mei abruptly stopped and turned around to kick him.

Liuyi lifted one hand, and firmly grabbed onto Qingmei's ankle.

"It's you!" Qing Mei looked at Liuyi and her face darkened.

Liuyi was the person who tried out the Cyan Plum Style.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Liuyi let go of Qing Mei's ankles and tiptoed towards Prince Chu's Palace. "Follow me."

Qing Mei frowned and followed him.

While walking, while walking, Qing Mei suddenly raised her hand and attacked Liuyi who was at the side.

The corner of Liuyi's mouth curled up in disdain, and he turned his body slightly, dodging Qingmei's sneak attack.

Seeing that her sneak attack had failed, the short sword in her sleeve flew out, straight towards Liuyi's mingmen.

Liuyi let out a cold snort, took the long sword in his hand, and used the sheath to block Qing Mei's continuous attacks.

Qing Mei pursed her lips, kept her short sword, stood on the rooftop, and looked at Liuyi: "You are one of Prince Chu's people."

Liuyi looked at Qing Mei with the same expression. "prince and Fourth Miss are old acquaintances, you can follow me without worry."

Qing Mei pursed her lips: "Prince Chu has an expert who specializes in using swords, you."

"I don't dare to be an expert." Liuyi smiled as he looked at Qingmei's cautious expression.

"Qingmei, how should I address you?" Qing Mei announced her name.

"Liuyi?" Qing Mei sounded surprised. She remembered that Shui Qingyan had once asked her who was stronger when compared to her hand.

Liuyi looked at Qingmei who was frowning at him, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Fourth Miss had a bad impression of him? That was out of the question. In three months' time, Fourth Miss would have to work for her master at his side. What if Fourth Miss turned against him in front of her master?

Immediately, the gaze Liuyi used to look at Qing Mei gained a hint of gentleness.

Who would have thought that Qing Mei would make her move again, and her move would be fatal.

Liuyi defended without attacking, a look of anger flashed past his eyes. He was kind to her, but she wanted to kill him!

The sound of weapons clashing was exceptionally ear-piercing in the dark night. It scared the people who were sleeping in the houses to the point that they were trembling in fear.

After a dozen moves, Qing Mei still couldn't get the upper hand. She was so angry that she stopped herself.

Liuyi's move was not effective, and almost kicked Qing Mei in the face. Luckily, Liuyi retracted his kick quickly, so Qing Mei did not get hurt.

Liuyi stopped, and just as he was about to curse at Qing Mei, he had already tiptoed towards the Prince Chu Palace alone.

Liuyi followed from behind and snorted: "As expected, only women and lowly people are hard to take care of."

Qingmei pursed her lips and did not speak because she realized a serious problem. She was not Liuyi's match!

Miss had once asked her, what did she think of Liuyi? Does this mean that Miss might become enemies with the Prince Chu? If Miss Mu and Chu Chen were to become enemies, and she was not Liuyi's match, wouldn't that mean that she had no way to protect Miss!

"What are you doing flying so quickly? The formation is ever-changing. You won't be able to break through it. If you die inside, don't blame me for not reminding you." Liuyi came over and said, "prince told me to wait at Shui’s Marion because I wanted to wait for you."

"What are you waiting for me for?" Qing Mei's face was cold.

"I'll teach you how to enter the array. Next time, you don't need me to come and pick you up." Liuyi curled his lips. How could he possibly tell the truth to Qing Mei?

Qing Mei coldly snorted, "There won't be a next time."

Liuyi pursed his lips, pretended to have not heard Qingmei's words, and said: "Last time I taught you, you didn't study well, and even made a move against me. If you don't study well today, I guarantee that you won't be able to come out in the morning."

Qing Mei harrumphed and sped up.

Liuyi maintained the same distance as Qing Mei from beginning to end.

Qingmei was fast, he was fast. Qingmei was slow, he was slow.

Qing Mei clenched her teeth. Her martial arts could not compare to Liuyi's, and she could not even compare to's Qing Gong.

For the first time, Qing Mei felt a sense of defeat.

Liuyi did not bring Qingmei away from the main entrance of the Prince Chu Palace. Instead, he directly took Qingmei around the numerous guards of the Prince Chu Palace, and arrived at Chu Chen's residence.

Standing outside the courtyard, Qingmei could see the pavilion in the courtyard, the fake mountain pavilion. However, Qingmei knew that once she entered the courtyard, the scene before her would be completely different.

"If you enter from here in the future, the array formation here will have the least change, and there will only be 12 changes." Liuyi held his sword and looked at Qing Mei, "Go in first and try."

Qingmei frowned.

"Within the sixty meters radius of Young Master's courtyard, there are over a hundred formations. This is the weakest and safest place. Even if you were to be lost in it, you would not lose your life," Liuyi explained.

"The only thing that won't hurt my life is the illusory magic array." Qing Mei said.

"That's right, this is the only illusion array." Liuyi glanced at Qingmei. "I thought you didn't understand formations at all."

Qing Mei frowned coldly. "Although there are no traps or obstacles in the magic array, it tests the heart. Once you enter the environment, you will face the weakest, most conflicted, or most difficult thing in your heart."