The Imperial League is located in Zhongzhou, the belly of the world, and its territory is counted from the imperial capital, extending 4,500 miles in the north, south, west and east. Among them, the distance between the Thirteen Royal Cities and the central imperial capital that defines the direct boundary of the Imperial League accounts for more than 1,000 miles. The remaining vast territory outside the royal city is all vassal sects and people.

Of course, the adjacent 72 strange peaks of Kunlun and the surrounding small cities at the foot of the mountains are not counted......

Luo Changfeng led the academy to borrow Shen Wangcheng and did not stop. Accompanied by Shen Li, the head of the Shen family, and Hu Cong, they went straight to the imperial capital under the starry night, and finally arrived on the second day of the first month of March.

And at this moment, the imperial capital is majestic on the head, and the flags are waving non-stop.

Outside the city gate, Luo Changfeng retracted his gaze and turned his head to look in the direction of due south.

I saw an antique carriage slowly approaching.

There is nothing special about the carriage. There is no engraved spell door talisman, nor is it carved gold and jade, let alone luxury. What attracts attention is a green bamboo tube hanging from the eaves of the carriage, which sways with the bumps of the road.

Suddenly, the spring breeze lifted the curtain, and Luo Changfeng caught a glimpse of a middle-aged Confucian sitting in the carriage reading the classics. After thinking about it, Luo Changfeng finally remembered the name.

Qingshenshan pen knife scholar, Wang Tingji.

Liluo was slightly surprised: "I didn't expect this little saint who was hungover and obsessed with calligraphy for half his life to come." ”

Li Xingyun was a little unsure, and asked, "Is it the writer of the rumored "Wang Ting Collection Preface"?"

Liluo nodded.

When Li Xingyun heard this, he couldn't help but look at the carriage a few more times.

When Luoqiu Village was studying with Mr., he listened to Mr. look at the sunset after tea and dinner and sat down to discuss the ten Confucianism in the world in the past thousand years.

Among the ten people who are living in the present, Meng Qingshu, the uncle of the academy in the past and the old Taoist of the dustless Taoist temple later, occupies a seat. Chen Xuan, the mad poetry sword of the six surnames and ten lords in Tianbei who is recognized as the first person, occupies a seat. The book mountain ink face that ranks in the ten days of manifestation includes a seat. There is also one who is the little sage of Qingshen Mountain who created the "Wang Ting Collection Preface".

Chao for Tian Shelang, twilight to the Tianzi Hall.

It is rumored that this reckless little sage Wang Tingji was once the emperor. About 800 years ago, he single-handedly pulled up the famous Hundred Cultivators to sweep Liuhe, and at that time, there was no confrontation between the Great Yan Empire and the Seven Prefectures in Tiandong. Therefore, between morning and dusk, the names of Wang Tingji and Baixiu are in the limelight.

Later, he abdicated and let Xian go into hiding

Forest. In Qingshen Mountain, he wrote while making wine, and became a brother with the adjacent Shushan Moyan, and since then he has not asked about the world......

A few people were surprised, and the antique carriage had slowly approached and stopped at the city gate.

The scholar driving the car lifted the curtain.

The middle-aged Confucian reached out and took off the green bamboo tube hanging from the corner of the eaves, pulled out the bamboo stopper, and took a sip of wine. Then wiped his mouth with his sleeve and looked at Luo Changfeng, Shen Li and others.

This pen and knife scholar little sage never thought that he was also a bold character, and without saying a word, he handed out a green bamboo tube to Luo Changfeng: "Qingshen Mountain wine, it is impossible to find." ”

Luo Changfeng smiled and clenched his fists, refusing politely.

In fact, he was not a good drinker. Moreover, even though Wang Tingji has the name of a little saint, in the final analysis, he still doesn't know each other, and he has nothing to accompany wine.

Gentleman, villain.

Luo Changfeng was willing to do the latter.

The same is true of Li Xingyun and Liluo.

The monk didn't need to speak, as for Liluo, he smiled and said that now there is only one arm left, and his hands are shaking after drinking too much, and he has no hand to change his sword.

Shen Li, the head of the Shen family, had the heart to taste the famous Qingshenshan wine, but the little sage refused to sell the wine, and in the end he didn't even look at Shen Li, put down the curtain and went into the city.

The head of the Shen family looked at the carriage in the distance, and his smile was still the same.

Luo Changfeng and Li Xingyun didn't have anything to say, this kind of thing like sprinkling salt on wounds, Jiang Manlou should be very good at it if he was there......

The academy then entered the city.

The emperor is known as the first city in the world, and it is far from being comparable to the cities of Tiandong in terms of majesty or prosperous population. In fact, from the outer city to the inside, you will pass through the five-mile long pass, the ten-mile flower garden, the thirteen wind towers and the fifteen-moon four-fold city card, and the terrain will increase more and more.

Among them, Wuli Changguan is counted as an outer city, and most of the residences are ordinary people and ordinary street restaurants and inns. Ten miles of flower garden refers to the peony, the so-called only peony true national color, the flower season moves the capital. This second level is mostly occupied by monks and famous families with some cultivation. And whenever the peony flowers bloom in April and May, it will attract more literati and writers from all schools of thought to come here, fight poetry and wine, and the grand occasion is not lost to the Kunlun Mountain Huanhua sword.

Luo Changfeng and the others passed through the outer two checkpoints along the way, and they had already seen many allies from afar.

Some have never met,

Some are unheard of, and there are also some masters who dress strangely and have quirky personalities, in short, there are countless variety.

He even saw the owner of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Villa, Bailian Qianrou, as well as many second-rate sects near Zhongzhou and Tiannan.

The most familiar one is Xiao Er, the sword king of the mean.

When I saw Wang Xiaoer, the latter was sitting in a street wine shop, tasting the famous peony flower wine of the Imperial League, and there were some wine dishes on the table, similar to peanuts and rice, ordinary and ordinary.

He sat there dressed in plain clothes. There is no trace of cultivation up and down the body, the flow of qi, the ordinary appearance, the ordinary temperament, and even the breathing seems to be integrated with this Changguan outer city. If it weren't for Luo Changfeng's early acquaintance with this person, I'm afraid he would really mistake it for the ordinary people who have lived in Wuli Changguan for generations.

Seeing from a distance, Wang Xiaoer nodded to the three people in the academy, which was regarded as a greeting.

Luo Changfeng didn't bother either. After passing through the ten-mile flower garden, I met the pen knife scholar again.

In the end, after reading and writing and pasting, the little sage Wang Tingji who walked down from Qingshen Mountain stopped on the side of the road, lifted the curtain, set up the incense case, smelled the peony flowers, and listened to the spring breeze. Sit cross-legged in the carriage and bow your head.

I've been intoxicated.

The third level, the Thirteen Wind Towers.

As the name suggests, it was built by the thirteen royal families. The building is high and attracts the wind, with a wide view and pleasant scenery. It is the place where the Tomorrow World Meeting is used to entertain the heroes.

When Shen Li took Luo Changfeng and the others to the Shen Family Wind Tower, where the word 'withered' was written on the plaque, there was no doubt that the people of the academy had already attracted countless glances from the other twelve wind towers.

There is the fifth family sitting in the 'rolling blind' wind tower in the Tiandong New Saint Liancheng Jue and the nine golden orchids beside him.

There are the six surnames of Tianbei in the Qin family sitting in the 'Baxian' wind tower and worshipping.

There is the Tiejia sitting in the wind building with the word "sky" on the plaque, and the shape and meaning are like the sword of the sky.

There is the Chu family sitting in the wind building of the plaque 'Seven Households', and the core of the Tiannan Alliance such as the Sword Casting City City Lord Jian Fushen and the Yu Family.

There is the Han family sitting in the 'harmless' wind building.

There is the Ouyang family sitting in the 'Goddess Dragon' Wind Tower, and the Northern Snow Villa Sword Zun Autumn Northern Snow.

There are also Shangguan families sitting in the 'Caotou' Wind Tower, and the Jianghu soldiers from the first family of Xingzimen and the hundreds of soldiers under their command......