Since learning the news of Chen Peng's return, the saint has been waiting in the palace for three days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The meal is also poured warm, poured and then cooked.

And as the words of the previous general fell, Chen Peng also nodded his head, and got out of the carriage amid everyone's persuasion, and walked away with everyone.

"Now, when the Holy Lord learned that the Lord had come to the imperial capital, he specially ordered someone to kill a big Jiao this morning to catch the wind and wash the dust for Lord Chen."

Along the way, when he walked outside the gate of the imperial capital, he saw the general talking, listened attentively, and then bowed to Chen Peng and said: "Now Lord Zhou of the imperial kitchen has just transmitted the message to the young general, Jiaolong meat has been cooked, just wait for Lord Chen to drink and evaluate."

The snake becomes a Jiao, which is equivalent to a person entering the immortal, stepping over the separation between the mortal and the immortal, and reaching the realm of the great demon.

It can be seen from here that the big Jiao slaughtered in the imperial dining room today is at least the realm of immortals, just for an ordinary feast to catch the wind and wash the dust.

I have to say that the background of the Great Song Dynasty is very terrifying.

"In the same way, the imperial examination every three years is also held in this city.."

When Chen Peng heard what the general said, when he stood in front of the city gate, he saw that the imperial capital of the Great Song Dynasty, Bianjing, was more than 10,000 times larger than the original book and history, and its city wall was more than 100 zhang high, towering above the earth, which was wide and strong, stretching for hundreds of miles, like a giant beast lying on the vast earth.

This is tens of thousands of monks, it took more than ten years to build, it contains countless talismans, formations, can resist demons, can also be like the old demon of Montenegro Black Mountain City, condense the aura towards the city, it is a cultivator, a holy place for cultivating demons.

But at the same time, such a wide and majestic city can also accommodate tens of thousands of scholars and scholars, and the examination room does not seem to be crowded.

"Now, the imperial examination has not yet been carried out, but you can first enter the court to see what kind of emperor the Great Song Dynasty is."

Then, as Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, when he entered the city, he only heard the sound of footsteps with "stepping", and the city was also full of people and soldiers on both sides of the streets about a few zhang wide.

"Greetings to Lord Chen!"

When the people looked at Chen Peng and his party who were coming, they were excited in their hearts, and they saw that they shouted in unison, without words or noise, and knelt down together.

Whoop—

Suddenly, the sound of kneeling and bowing spread far away, spreading throughout the entire imperial capital, Bianjing.

"You don't need to be polite."

Of course, after Chen Peng saw it, he also smiled empty-handed, looking approachable.

But his action made the hearts of the people who knelt down even more excited.

"Lord Chen really deserves to be a great Confucian sage, and he is so close to us and other grass people!"

Everyone was excited, looking at Chen Pengjian, and worshipping again with tears in their eyes.

Thereupon.

A quarter of an hour, an hour.

With the passage of time, Chen Peng and his entourage walked into the imperial city and came to the largest main hall of the palace in the sound of the people kneeling down and waiting for the people.

Similarly, all the way to the palace, these Ouchi guards who couldn't go out of the city to greet them, when they saw Lord Chen, they were too excited to find the north.

"Lord Chen, because of the origin of our affairs, we were not able to go out of the city to meet us, we are really ashamed, and I hope that Lord Chen will forgive me."

I saw that Chen Peng traveled all the way, and with the shouting of guilt, both sides of the palace were kneeling with great masters whose strength had reached the realm of heaven and man.

These are the monks selected among thousands of soldiers, which can be described as one in a thousand.

Among them, there is also the general manager of the Golden Immortal Realm, for example, the cold middle-aged man.

"Lord Chen, the emperor is already waiting for you in the main hall."

After bowing down, the chief manager of Ouchi got up and bowed with his hands, and when he led the way to Chen Peng, he also nodded to the people behind him and said, "Everyone, please come with me too."

"Then it's time for the manager to lead the way."

The general nodded, his face was sad or joyless, and he followed behind Chen Peng without talking to the manager beside him.

Don't think about it, as long as you are a clear-eyed person, you can see that the relationship between the general and the general is not very good.

"The chief of the inner system supports the eldest prince, and the general supports the second prince, and after Lord Chen left, they have been fighting for more than ten years."

But there were dignitaries and officials here who knew the exact news, and they shook their heads between looking at each other.

It's just because they know that when Lord Chen comes back, no matter how powerful and powerful those princes are, or how many golden immortals there are, the heavenly immortals will support them.

"As long as Lord Chen says a word, even if the six princes who can't practice martial arts congenitally and have some bad minds, they will be elevated to the throne by us and become the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty."

Wearing a python robe, the prime minister whose strength is in the realm of heavenly immortals shook his head when he thought in his heart, he didn't support anyone.

But to be precise, he will support whoever Master Chen supports.

Similarly, these senior officials who followed Chen Peng also thought the same way.

Even if there are some managers and generals who are not dealing with them, they don't have any intention of turning back on Chen Peng.

"If Lord Chen supports the Great Prince, even if I reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal, it will have no effect." The general pondered, and glanced at the silent chief.

"Hmph."

When the chief felt the general's gaze, he snorted lightly and did not look at him, but he did not take advantage of his words as before.

Anyway, in his mind, now that Lord Chen has returned, all the small actions and thoughts should go with this morning's breeze, and should not be left redundant.

"If I want to live, I should do things in peace as I did more than ten years ago, and no longer interfere in the dispute between the princes."

The manager's eyes flashed, and his heart had already made up his mind, he would stay in the palace honestly in the future, no matter what the big prince seized power, and the second prince pulled people, he was just a small manager, just look at the gate.

Before, if he wanted to live, when everyone walked to the main hall, with a burst of laughter, he saw an old man in the void who seemed to come out of nothing, and gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome back."

The voice was loud, and the old man's face was ruddy, as if there was a fluorescent flash, reflecting the white clouds and birds in the sky, which looked very strange.

Similarly, this old man is also the person feared by the general and the general manager, the national teacher of the dynasty who suppressed the luck of the Great Song Dynasty, a Da Luo Jin Xian.

But at the same time, he is also a loyal fan of Chen Peng.

"Lord Chen, the elixir is about to be born today, and Xiao Lao'er is also forced to meet Lord Chen."

When everyone stepped into the main hall, they saw the national teacher looking at Chen Peng, and after sighing and bowing in shame, as if explaining, he took out a porcelain bottle and said again: "The saint has now reached the realm of immortals, and this elixir that condenses the luck of the world can make the saint step into the golden immortal, and his life span is being extended for thousands of years."

Cultivating the Tao and cultivating demons is not just wanting to live forever.

The Great Song Emperor was no exception.

He also wanted to see the prosperity of the world again.

Therefore, after Chen Peng left the Great Song Dynasty, the Holy Master ordered the national teacher to refine a fortune golden pill for him.

"Luck Jindan."

When Chen Peng saw it, he took a look from the hands of the national teacher, "This golden pill is like a nine-turn golden pill in the Journey to the West, a pill is swallowed into the abdomen, and after that, my life will not be lifted."

Nine turns of the golden pill, one can allow mortals to enter the immortal, one step of the golden immortal.

Similarly, the golden pill in Chen Peng's hand, in his opinion, is also a thing against the sky, no wonder it takes a Da Luo Golden Immortal to refine it for more than ten years, and it also needs to condense the world's luck.

"It's a strange thing."

Chen Peng looked at the golden pill in his hand and sighed.

Among them, there is a feeling that the strangeness of this world no longer belongs to many higher worlds.

"If the Liaozhai World is fully unified, it should also be able to reach the boundary of the Gaoxian Continent."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and he was guessing, but then he heard a footstep sound, so he put down his thoughts, looked at a majestic figure walking out of the main hall and said, "More than ten years have passed, and the saint has been fine."