At this time, Chang'an City was separated by high walls from one square to another.

Ordinary people have gone home after the sun has set, and they should do what they should do, and they should go to bed.

It's impossible to even think of it.

Therefore, Chang'an City at this time was very quiet, except for Jin Wuwei, who patrolled by from time to time, there was no one.

Chen Yi swaggered down the street, and no one could find anyone.

Although he promised Cheng Shilian and brought him to Chang'an with him, he didn't plan to use the usual way.

If he wants to take advantage of the power of humanity, he must first gain the emperor's trust.

Although it is a bit insidious to say this, it is the emperor's crisis to meet the Yin soldiers, but it is his opportunity.

I'm afraid that nothing can compare to when the emperor is in great trouble, the "rescue" can make an emperor more grateful and easier to gain trust.

However, Chen also wants to enter this palace, I am afraid it is not so easy.

This Chang'an City, under the observation of his spiritual platform, is far from being only majestic and magnificent on the surface.

Just the few forces he felt, if the so-called Yin Soldiers could really be protected by these forces, they would drive straight into the palace forbidden.

He can conclude that there must be a group of two or five boys in the court, commonly known as human traitors.

Obviously, the pillar of light that rose to the sky just now and the aura of Haoran and upright, although it was fleeting, was immense.

At the moment, there was no aftermath, which obviously confirmed his thoughts.

Although there are a few forces that Chen Yi is also a little afraid of, but that's all.

Two of these powers were the same as the fleeting aura of Haoran before, and one of the two came from the Hedong gentleman Liu Zongyuan just now.

The rest was a power he had never seen before.

After months of traveling, he also knew a lot about this life.

There are many goblins and ghosts, and there are many ghosts and ghosts, and there are not a few strange tricks.

However, it is still far from the kind of big demon troll with monstrous mana in imagination.

There are not a few demons and monsters who have cultivated to a high level, not to mention that compared with the giant demons such as the Seven Peerless Mountain Python Essence and the Pipa Cave Scorpion Essence that he has seen, even some high-level weird and awakened species in the present world are only between the best.

Among the human race, there are many people who are proficient in martial arts, but they are similar to the people in the rivers and lakes in the wind and clouds, and they are even difficult to reach at the top level.

However, in the meantime, the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, which had only a glimpse of it, were really some masters.

Especially some of the great Confucians in the world, a breath of righteousness in his chest made him breathtaking.

and the battle array of soldiers who only heard his name and disappeared made him very curious.

If he can be jealous in this world this time, there are only the top masters of these three families, plus a military battle array.

Of course, this "world" is only the world.

Datang really has some background.

But if you think about it the other way around, the once majestic Tang Dynasty, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the capital of Chang'an, there are only two Confucians with heroic and righteous spirit, and a few soldiers to defend it.

It's really sad.

In addition to emotion, the feet are not slow.

Every step is dozens of feet away.

The figure flickered, wearing a white robe, under the moonlight, the blue water light loomed, like an immortal under the moon.

Entering the nine-fold palace, layers of strict prohibitions are actually in vain.

……

Jin Que Xiaozhong opened 10,000 households, and the jade rank immortals had thousands of officials. The flowers welcome the sword and the stars are falling, and the willow breeze is not dry. The unique Phoenix Pond is a guest, and it is difficult to sing a song in Yangchun.

It is said that since the Tang Dynasty, the most glorious and magnificent Daming Palace in the world.

At this time, the actual owner of this splendid and magnificent palace, the king of the world, the Ninety-Five Supreme, was lying on his side in a large hall in the inner courtyard, his legs covered with a thick blanket.

Watching His Highness singing and dancing all over the house, Yale sounded, but he sighed for a long time.

"The high-rise building of the deep palace enters the purple Qing, and the golden dragon plate is embroidered with ......"

"The spring breeze blows down the king's ears, and this song is the ascension to heaven ......"

"Three thousand pairs of moths sing and laugh, the Laos bell and drum palace is tilted, and the surnames gather to dance and sing Taiping ......"

"I don't do anything, people are at peace......

"Alas......"

Tang Shunzong Li Yu, who was dressed in regular clothes, although his eyes were looking towards the beauties, his eyes were unfocused, and there was a vast expanse.

The wine in the cup is peerless, but the mouth feels bland and tasteless.

It's not as flavorful as the words he whispered out of his mouth.

"The immortal is worthy of being an immortal, just a few sentences, it really shows the true flavor of it."

"It's just...... I can do nothing, but the people of the world can really be at peace? ”

"Alas......"

Shunzong sighed again, shook his head, and slowly waved his hand: "That's it, let's disperse." ”

All the singers leling bowed down, followed suit, and slowly withdrew from the hall facing Shunzong.

Even the palace attendants who were waiting beside him were all sent away by him.

In the huge hall, the rest of Shunzong's faint sighs.

"The spring breeze blows down the king's ears, and this song is the ascension to heaven ......"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from the hall: "Although the immortals are unparalleled in poetry, they are really not in line with His Majesty the Emperor. ”

"Immortals are immortal,"

"Don't you hear that 'Emperor Qin is more taboo, and Yuan Shuo is less lenient.'" In the end, there is no conscience, and there is no neighbor if it is not a virtue'? ”

Shunzong slammed himself up from the couch.

It's just that his legs are sick, and it is difficult to move, so he can only use his hands to support his upper body.

At the bottom is the ninety-five, although it is shocked, it is not chaotic, his expression is solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Where is Xiaoxiao, who dares to trespass on the palace ban, can you know that his crime is rebellious?" ”

Even if he was paralyzed in bed, the imperial majesty on Shunzong's body was not weak at all.

He didn't call for the Praetorian Guards.

"Amitabha, His Majesty the Emperor forgives his sins, and the little monk Sanzang has come to save His Majesty from disaster."

The white shadow flickered slightly, and Shunzong saw a white-clothed monk walking slowly to His Highness, smiling peacefully.

What a handsome monk!

This was Shunzong's first thought.

Yu Shicai's words of "save Your Majesty from disaster", Shunzong did not show a different color, but just squinted his eyes slightly, and his face was not angry but threatening.

"Monk, you are really so bold, trespassing on the palace ban, and dare to use the tyrannical Qin strong man to mock me?"

"Don't dare, Your Majesty the Emperor, it's just that the little monk thinks that the emperor is the supreme humane, and this immortal is nothing more than that, insignificant, and ......"

Chen Yi smiled and said slowly: "At this time, the word 'ascending to heaven' is really ominous. ”

Shunzong still had a noncommittal look on his face, but instead lay back on the couch, supported his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and chanted in his mouth: "The thirty-six emperors want to greet each other, and the immortals flutter down the clouds (sound the same as the same)." The emperor does not go, and stays in Beijing. An can be Xuanyuan, and go alone into the underworld. ”

He said lightly: "Monk, I read that you are admonishing in my heart, and I will not hold you accountable for the crimes you committed, but you only listen to half of the mind of the immortals, and you are a little worse." ”

"It's the little monk Meng Lang, the emperor is really as generous as the folk rumors."

Chen also didn't care, but smiled even more, which was a little polite.

"You monk, every sycophant, but there is nothing in your eyes, you are really hypocritical."

Shunzong opened his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "That's it, let's say, what are you doing here?" ”