Fengqi is not allowed for cultivators to fly in the air.

But if you fly to a height of 100 zhang at this time, you will find that the huge imperial city is like a snow-white veil, and the peddlers and pawns, and the traders are like ants on the white veil.

Lei Guheng and others are one of these.

Drums were already beating outside the Golden Horse Gate.

Apparently it came from the Changle Palace.

Some of the hurried figures on both sides should also be cultivators, and Lei Guheng's steps couldn't help but speed up a little.

In fact, some ordinary people may often think about a question, those immortal masters who were high in the past are all big people who can go to the sky and escape to the earth. How did our majesty have such magical powers, so that these immortal masters came to the court from all directions and bowed their heads to obey orders?

In fact, many years ago, the Terrans did not have a dynasty. Obviously, there is the most extensive land, but there is no imperial court that gathers many cultivators together.

As a result, there was an amazing human race's nearly 10,000-year cultivation history, and the appearance of Qin Huangzheng.

Since then, the history of cultivators in the human race being slaughtered by foreigners and the people of Li being enslaved by foreigners has come to an end, and the practitioners have reached a consensus. The imperial court can be without, but there must be a unified general direction.

The general direction now is His Majesty the Emperor on the dragon chair.

Lei Guheng thought about some things in his heart, and his steps became faster and faster, and he had already arrived in front of the gate of Changle Palace.

Among the four major gates of Fengqi, the Golden Horse Gate is the only one that has not been rebuilt, and this gate has existed since the time of the previous dynasty. The prototype of Changle Palace is the Triumph Tower of the year, it is said that every time there is a great victory and returns, the generals who won great glory for the Terran Dynasty return, the Qin Emperor of that year will be on the Triumph Tower to take those generals and soldiers to wash the dust.

Shiyi changed time, the Triumph Tower became Changle Palace, and Emperor Qin became the emperor of people.

When Lei Guheng came, there were not many people outside Changle Palace, and at this time, most of the sects had already passed the time, and most of the sects had already finished ordering, and he was the last group of cultivators. A few people in front walked in, and immediately a clerk shouted, "Yuhua Gate has arrived." ”

Seeing that Lei Guheng had not moved for a long time, the soldier in charge of guarding the door and the clerk of registration frowned and said, "Where's the invitation?"

Lei Guheng said, "We are the people of the Sword Sect, and we have been registered before, so we want to go in first at this time." ”

This clerk was the clerk who was sorry for Xu Lai that day, and at this time, his face was indifferent, and he shook his head, "Without an invitation, you can't let go, this is the rule." ”

Lei Guheng frowned, wanting to say something good, but where would he say something good, it was to Xu Lai, and most of them couldn't kick a fart. Some of the soldiers on duty saw that the scene was not right, and they had already begun to walk towards this side. When the two sides were at a stalemate, the night send-off noticed the movement here, seemed to recognize the clerk, and walked over and said with a smile, "Master Ma, I know these people, Anshengren, it's better to let him first."

Let's go in?"

Master Ma was already a little dissatisfied, "Night Yushi, it's not that I'm someone who deliberately makes it difficult for you, the person in charge didn't arrive, and he didn't return the invitation and put people in, and when the time comes, we will be held accountable." ”

The night send-off guest said tentatively, "Then it's better to let them in first, and when the golden boudoir banquet begins, if the principal doesn't come, can't you just drive them out, do you think this will work?"

Master Ma thought about it, although this did not meet the regulations, but he would not be held accountable for himself. After thinking about it, for the night send-off, who seemed to be a veteran of the court, who seemed to be in his old age, Master Ma still didn't mind giving a thin face. So he said, "Since this is the case, then according to the night imperial history." But if the guests don't come when the feast begins, then I have no choice but to ask them to leave. ”

This matter was settled like this for the time being, Lei Guheng was a little more relieved, and when he was about to enter the palace, a figure swooped out of the ground.

Lei Guheng was startled and lost his voice, "Why are you here?"

Chen casually noticed that something was unusual, and said hurriedly, "Where is Master?"

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The night attendant reclined in his chair and looked as if he had fallen asleep.

Lei Guheng actually has something to say to the night send-off, and he knows very well that this old man who doesn't seem to ask anything and doesn't care about anything is not as concerned about anything as he seems to be, and he doesn't know anything.

But the night drop-off has made it clear.

On this occasion, it is not appropriate for the two to have any further conversation.

Of course, at this time, there were not many eyes floating towards Lei Guheng and the night send-off, most of them were Ma Yin'an who gathered in the second place. But some people with a heart still quietly wrote down Lei Guheng and the others.

Ma Yin'an is indeed the most favored person of the emperor among the many imperial city offerings, such an important event as the Golden Boudoir Banquet, the human emperor was actually presided over by Ma Yin'an before he appeared, and when many cultivators had different hearts, the voice of the clerk sounded again.

"The Wu envoy has arrived. ”

All the cultivators were silent in unison, and the needles could be heard.

Your Majesty really wants to receive the envoys of the Wu Clan in Changle Palace, it seems that he has made up his mind? It's just that the war and friction between the Wu and the Terran over the years has been so easy to erase, even if His Majesty wants to make peace with the Wu Clan, will their colleagues and commanders agree to those pacifying troops who died to guard the border pass?

No one knew the answer, before the Emperor of Man appeared.

But it occurred to some people that this was not a bad thing. The Wu wanted to make some agreements with the Zhou Dynasty, some agreed, some opposed. Since the Human Emperor was the first to agree, the pressure on those cultivators who wanted to oppose it would all fall on His Majesty's head. As for the others, they can naturally bear the benefits of agreeing to this matter, and they don't have to be the first bird, so why not?

As soon as the words fell, from the inner hall, the Wu envoy slowly walked out.

Many young cultivators opened their eyes wide, the Zhou Dynasty had a vast territory, and many people had never been to the border at all, nor had they seen what the legendary "Wu people" looked like. At this time, when I saw it, I couldn't help but cry out in disappointment, and it was no different from the cultivators of the Zhou Dynasty.

It's just that the clothes are a little less, the skin is a little dirtier, and the arms are a little thicker.

Most of the young people only noticed the appearance of the Wu envoys, but some of the old people who had been in the government for a long time noticed something unusual. His Majesty is receiving the envoys of the Wu clan in the inner hall, is this considered the Emperor of the People to further express his position.

No one knew, before the Emperor of Man really appeared.

Ma Yin'an knocked on the table and took a sip of the tea.

The clerk surnamed Ma walked quickly to Ma Yin'an's side, leaned over to his ear, and whispered something. At the same time, his eyes swept towards Lei Guheng, and there was already a little uncertainty in his eyes.

Ma Yin'an shook his head and said lightly, "Wait." ”

Wait?

Waiting for whom?

The envoys of the Wu clan are here, who else has such a big face, and wants these people to wait for him together? Could it be Your Majesty?

It's just that Ma Yin'an didn't say anything, and everyone didn't want to ask. Some cultivators who had paid attention to Lei Guheng and them before thought of something, because when they came in, the clerk did not report the name of the sect.

So a few people began to talk to each other, Lei Guheng didn't recognize most of them, and no one recognized Emperor Xuantian, but there were still people who recognized Chen casually.

It was the only appearance at the Dan meeting that year, which let others know the identities of Lei Guheng and the Sword Sect.

This conclusion made others feel even more incredible, could it be that the former great eunuch of the country, the current master of the Sword Sect, and the most prestigious sword cultivator among the young people, should really be the son of the human emperor?

Master Cen looked at his nose and nose, and Dan Qiusheng sat beside him. Even though a few days had passed, his face was very pale, and his eyes moved, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ma Yin'an took another sip of tea, and when he saw that the tea in the pot was exhausted, someone immediately came to fill it up for Ma Yin'an. It seemed that he had a soul, and the sound of drinking tea suddenly sounded in the hall where the needle had fallen.

The tea is already tasteless.

Everyone is silent, but someone has to break it.

Duan's son put down the teacup in his hand, and there was already a little dissatisfaction in his voice, "Ma Xian, dare to ask who we are waiting for? Now that the time has passed, it stands to reason that the golden boudoir banquet should be held as usual." Could it be that for this person, let all the seniors here wait here?"

The night delivery guest, who had always seemed to be asleep, raised his eyelids when he heard this, and the afterglow in his eyes glanced towards Duan's son, and then closed it, as if he was asleep again.

Ma Yin'an seemed to suddenly remember this and exclaimed, "Ah, has the time come?".

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