After more than ten days of familiarity with the terrain, Lin Yuan finally had a better understanding of the area around about 300 meters, with the Chengnan Inn as the center.

I also figured out some familiar place names in the local people's cognition.

For example, Cross Street.

It generally refers to the intersection of the four main streets in Chang'an City.

North Xuanwu, West White Tiger, East Qinglong, South Suzaku, the intersection of these four main streets is the cross street.

Of course, it is Chang'an City in the mythical world in this time and space, as for Chang'an City in the official history, follow me to read: The historical emperor quickly retreated!

Each of the four main streets is wide enough for 16 trucks to run in parallel, and the ground is all paved with marble slabs of about 1.5 meters.

Every street is so long that there is no end in sight.

It's a mythical world, and it doesn't seem like it took nearly a thousand years to build such a high standard of streets, like the Romans, who went through dozens of generations to capture slaves around the world and use volcanic rock.

Just like the yellow-eyed and vertical-pupiled dog skin Taoist that Lin Yuan had seen, using supernatural powers or mana, it could be built in about a short period of time.

As for why it was built so wide, and all paved with marble, it is not known.

Maybe there's something special in there.

For example, the most famous military branch of the Tang Dynasty was cavalry, and Li Shimin's Xuanjia soldiers were cavalry - but this is the mythical Tang Dynasty, and there are no Turks in the north, so there does not seem to have been such a cavalry unit in history......

However, such a high standard of roads is also beneficial, just like modern roads, people have sidewalks, horses have horsewalks, cars have roadways, although there are no public people to maintain order, but they can basically do not interfere with each other, and operate in an orderly manner.

There is a convention for behavior, and even those cultivators who ride strange mounts abide by this rule.

The central area of the Cross Street, which has now been transformed into a square, has a huge ancient tree in the center.

Chai Jingui, the oil man, told Lin Yuan that the master of Wuzhuang Guan, or the immortal of Wuzhuang Guan, was in this square.

One of the famous eight immortals in history - Zhang Guolao.

It is said that for hundreds of years, Zhang Guolao has been riding a little donkey in this road turntable-like square area, and every year there will be immortal seekers from all over the world to worship him as a teacher, the number is thousands, but there is not one in a hundred who can really enter the ranks of cultivators.

Among all the cultivators, Wuzhuang Guan has the lowest requirements for disciples, or the lowest threshold for cultivation, and why, it is not Chai Jingui's kind of cultivation that can be known, this is a concept that circulates among all practitioners and all ordinary people.

As long as it's an individual, or even a person, even if it's a monster, regardless of age and identity, Wuzhuang Guan treats disciples equally, without any requirements, and there is a feeling of casting a wide net - but it seems that the same is true of other sects, but the address where these sects are located is very secret, which is not something ordinary people can achieve, and there are also identity requirements.

Not only did Chai Jingui say this, but for so many days, Lin Yuan had been in the tea shop and restaurant, and the news from the shopkeeper and the audit was also the same.

I had breakfast at Kazuko...... At lunch, the two of them walked to this turntable in the middle of the cross street.

Because there is a circle of trees on the outer edge, it is clear to see when you enter the inside, there are already a lot of people gathered here, the poor man with dark skin dressed in a short shirt, the rich boy wearing a brocade robe with fine skin and tender meat, the martial artist with a sword and a staff on his back, and a soldier wearing armor and carrying a double hammer, seems to be a soldier on active duty.

Seeing Lin Yuan and Yanzi, except for a few young men who took a few more glances at Yinzi, they didn't attract any special attention.

Xianzi is still wearing colorful mountain camouflage uniforms, while Lin Yuan is disgusted with the heat, and changes into a short-sleeved T-shirt plus a combination of slacks and slippers.

The two stood a little farther away, silently observing.

Xianzi probably didn't find it, Lin Yuan observed that the classification of those people was also very interesting.

Ordinary people generally cultivate these factors according to their status and divide them into small groups, but this is not the case with these cultivators.

Like a few groups of people who were closer to them.

A strong man dressed as a military general with a double hammer hanging on his waist, a young man wearing a military uniform and carrying a long sword behind his back, standing with a scholar and a poor man.

That military general seems to be really the official military general of the Tang Dynasty, comforting scholars and poor men.

"Don't be afraid, you two don't be afraid, Zhang Zhenren will come out for a while, just go forward and buckle your head, and then everyone will be brothers, you have enough strength, just learn hammer from Zhang Zhenren, Wang Shusheng, your strength is afraid is insufficient, Zhang Zhenren doesn't know swordsmanship, you can learn boxing and feet with Zhang Zhenren first, but you know how to read and write, you can also learn fairy law from Zhang Zhenren, and then I will Xu Dazhui brother for a few months, you go back to my Wuzhuang Guanshan Gate with him, and then go to find He Xiangu, Han Xianchang or Master Lan to learn swordsmanship or knife skills......"

As he spoke, the military general probably noticed that Lin Yuan was eavesdropping on the side, and his eyes glared at him.

Lin Yuan was not afraid, he smiled and hugged his fist, and said: "I also want to apprentice, but I am not from the Tang Dynasty, and I don't know the rules here when I first arrive, so I will listen to a few words on the side, Brother General, you won't be so stingy, right?" ”

The military general and the group of people next to him looked him up and down a few times when they heard this, and then looked at the colorful clothes he was wearing beside him, it was indeed not a Tang dress, this guy was quite polite, and people didn't hate it.

The military general also hugged his fists and said: "There are no rules, the Nine Great Immortal Sects are open and convenient, and the disciples are widely accepted, as long as you find the three heads of the three generations of disciples to bow to the master."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised: "Nine major sects!?" But Mr. Chai Jinguichai of East Street said that there are six major sects, and he only told him to come and worship the master to worship under the Wuzhuang Guanmen, but I am not a Tang person, and I don't know what the Tang Dynasty's worship ceremony is, just kowtow three times? ”

"East Street Chai Jingui?" The general looked puzzled.

Another group of people had a middle-aged man who was dressed as a farmer and holding a flat pole in his hand, pouting and saying: "Firewood is expensive, thin like firewood, and he has no talent and is unwilling to work hard, not only marrying his daughter-in-law, but also afraid that his wife's firewood is expensive."

"Oh" The military general suddenly realized, and laughed: "Which one should I be, it turned out to be him, he is indeed a disciple of my Wuzhuang Guanmen, but unfortunately he has not made an inch in thirty years, and he knows an egg."

Lin Yuan was not angry, he still smiled and hugged his fists again, and said: "I am Lin Yuan, an overseas person, and I admire Xianyuan, anyway, there is still time now, why don't you explain it to me as a military general?" If the apprenticeship is successful in a while or later, I will invite Brother Wu to have a good meal at the Chengnan Inn."

"Chengnan Inn?"

As soon as these words came out, several groups of people around them showed surprised looks.

"What's wrong? I live there, I take my female dependents, this Chang'an City is full of monsters, it's not the Chengnan Inn, other ordinary inns are not very stable, right? ”

The military general didn't answer, but arched his hand and said to the middle-aged scribe in the other group of people: "Mr. Wen still asks you to help, my mana cultivation is still insufficient." ”

The middle-aged scribe stroked his beard, nodded, arched his hand at Lin Yuan, and said, "How offended"

Lin Yuan was confused.

I saw that he was chanting words in his mouth, and pointed a little to the ground, a short, five-short man with a pointed ear monkey cheeks and three hairy mouse whiskers, like the special effect of Orochimaru in Naruto that drilled out of the ground, drilled out of the place pointed by the middle-aged scribe.

After coming out, the dwarf looked Lin Yuan up and down, smiled, and then stood on tiptoe to raise his mouth, and put one hand on his mouth to cover it, and the middle-aged scribe also lowered his height sideways, and the two whispered.

After speaking, Dwarf Douding clenched his fist at the middle-aged scribe, and his feet slowly sank into the ground and disappeared.

The middle-aged scribe nodded, stroked his beard again, and said:

"Lin Yuan, no word, no number, no door, no faction, overseas, at midnight on the 18th, stayed at the Chengnan Inn, the origin is unknown, the mana is low, and it is inferred that he has natal powers, well, it is my human race and not an alien"

After speaking, several groups of people around them were all brightened up and immediately became enthusiastic.

Twenty or thirty people gathered around, clenching their fists and making waves.

"It turned out to be Brother Lin, the contemptible Wu Santong, this is polite"

"Li Ertie in the south of the city, I have seen Lin Xianggong"

"Sichuan swallow Li Fei, Brother Lin is polite"

……

Lin Yuan had a guess about the Chengnan Inn before, and at this time, it was verified in these people, and those who can enter it are probably not ordinary people, and they will inevitably achieve something after apprenticeship and immortal cultivation, so these people in front of them will be so enthusiastic.

He coped with a slight stiffness.

In the end, it was the military general and the middle-aged scribe who had the highest status among these people, and the military general waved his hand and said, "You guys disperse, don't scare Lin Gongzi, lose the etiquette of our Tang people."

The middle-aged scribe also nodded and waved his hand, and the crowd dispersed.

"I look at your white skin, short beard looks not old, I am a rough person, I don't know a basket of big characters, it should be longer for you, I want to be a brother, my surname is Zhang, a single name into the word, there is a nickname called Tie Niu, we are rough people are not so particular, Tie Niu is my word, this is Mr. Wen"

"Civilized, the word is far away, I have read for a few years, and I am the first to show talent," the middle-aged scribe arched his hand and said.

Lin Yuan touched the beard on his chin with a smile on his face, and said: "I, Lin Yuan, the two of you already know, do have a little skill, but I don't know if I am called a supernatural power, my face looks young, but in fact, I am already thirty and five, the two may not be able to be my brother, this is my concubine, according to the etiquette of the Tang people, it seems that I will not introduce to the two of them."

Yan Zi smiled indifferently and gently turned Lin Yuan with his elbow.

Zhang Jin's eyes widened and he said, "Brother Lin, are you fifty out of thirty?" Obediently, I really can't see it, I'm only thirty-one this year, and I really can't be your brother, it seems that I call you a big brother."

Wenming Gongyuan didn't know what it was, and sighed: "I'm fifty out of forty, but this virtuous brother is called."

Lin Yuan hugged his fists and said with a smile: "I've seen Brother Wen."

Zhang Jin rolled his eyes and said, "If you are naked with Brother Lin today, I can also call Brother Wen."

After the three of them exchange names and ages, this is considered to determine the order of seniority, just like when students move into the dormitory, they confirm the order of seniority in the dormitory.

Lin Yuan said: "The younger brother has been in Chang'an City for more than half a month, and he has long seen that there are many strange things in this inn in the south of the city, and it is rare to meet my brother and virtuous brother today, why don't you solve the confusion in my heart for me?" ”

"Hey, what's there to say about this, the Chengnan Inn is a place for cultivators to live in when Emperor Taizong of my dynasty reigned with supreme merit and invited the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands to jointly build, if you don't have immortal fate, you can't enter, Brother Lin can live in a white body, it means that Brother Lin has immortal fate, although thirty-five years old is a little older, but the progress of cultivation in the future will definitely be above me and others, I'm afraid that jumping out of the five elements is not in the Three Realms, and it is not impossible to reach the realm of not falling into reincarnation, That's why everyone wanted to have a good relationship with Brother Lin before."

Wen Gongyuan nodded.

Lin Yuan asked again: "I have been in Chang'an City for so long, and I have only found the way until now, and I don't know if my situation is suitable for worshipping under the Wuzhuang Guanmen, and the two brothers have to help me as a staff officer."

Zhang Jin was just about to speak, but he saw a puff of green smoke floating from the hole of the ancient tree behind everyone, condensing into an old man in a wide and strong kudzu cloth robe.

As soon as the old man appeared, he laughed, threw down a piece of paper, turned into a little donkey, jumped up, and rode upside down on the back of the little donkey.

"Zhang Zhenren appeared"

Someone shouted.

Lin Yuan felt that this sentence seemed a little strange.

A few men and women who were close to the tree hole rushed over and knelt on the spot, and there were three bangs.

"Zhang Zhenren is on top, please accept the apprentice's worship"

"Zhang Zhenren, please accept him as an apprentice"

"Master!"

Zhang Guo laughed out loud, "Good! Good! "Good" said three good words in a row.

Lin Yuan saw all this from a distance, and said in his heart: No, it's that simple? Is this considered a successful apprenticeship?

After Zhang Guolao appeared, Zhang Jin and Wen Gongyuan were a little eager, Zhang Jin said: "Brother Lin, you have a female dependent, but it is the best to worship my Wuzhuang Temple, my Wuzhuang Concept does not have so many rules and precepts, and it is the most leisurely"

What Wen Gongyuan wanted to say before was also interrupted, and at this time he just said "um" and nodded.

The two of them followed the crowd a little bit and walked towards Zhang Guolao.

Lin Yuanxin said, it's good to go over and take a look.

A few people just walked a few steps, and suddenly Wen Gongyuan's face changed greatly, "It's not good, it's this thief and bird again"

Lin Yuan raised his eyes, but saw that behind Zhang Guolao, a bald man wearing a monk's robe appeared at some point.

This bald man has no scars on his head, so he is not a monk. Everyone around him was stunned because of his appearance, only Wen Gongyuan reacted the fastest, shouting: "Stop!" ”

Half a second later, Lin Yuan understood why he shouted like this.

I saw the bald man, with both palms out, patted Zhang Guolao's waist on the donkey's back, twenty meters away, Lin Yuan also clearly heard Zhang Guolao's waist bone make a crisp sound of "click", opened his mouth and let out an inhuman howl, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out like a fountain.

The figure rolled out of the donkey's back for more than ten meters, bringing out a large piece of dirt on the ground, grabbing a trench and half-buried in the soil.

It can be seen the power of the bald monk-robed man's blow.

The heads of all the people around followed Zhang Guolao's body, turning in a semi-circular trajectory.

The bald monk-robed man touched his bald head, smiled, came to the front in a few steps, put the unconscious Zhang Guolao on his shoulder, and disappeared into the soil.

“……”

“……”

“……”

Wo Groove, the first Zhang Guolao of the famous Eight Immortals in history, the third generation of disciples of Wuzhuang Guan in the mythical Journey to the West world, appeared for less than thirty seconds, so he knelt down with a boxed lunch????????

"Hey, this thief and bird, I knocked Zhang Zhenren out and resisted to the bottomless pit cave to make adult meat buns" Wen Gongyuan sighed, "But that's fine, I just had time to drink with Brother Lin Xian."

"Again?" Lin Yuan turned his head mechanically and looked at Wen Gongyuan.

The latter nodded, "Brother Zhang Xian is afraid that he doesn't know the reason, let's come together, Brother Lin Xian, Chengnan Inn, I'll work for you to be the east today."

"Oh, no problem, please"

※I ※ is ※ evil ※ evil ※ ※ divides ※ cut ※ thread※

Thousands of years ago, not long after Tang Xuanzang returned from studying scriptures in the West.

A lot has changed in this world.

Originally, there was no historical resemblance to ancient China on the earth, and now it turned to an unknown place.

Before Xuanzang learned scriptures in the West, immortals were immortals, mortals were mortals, and the two were parallel and parallel, but they had their own and had no intersection with each other.

First of all, the South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, for some reason, announced that he would break away from the subordinate relationship with the Buddha of the West Heaven, and establish a dojo in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea of the Tang Dynasty.

Not long after, King Jizo Bodhisattva made a grand vow that hell would not become a Buddha if it was not empty...... Originally belonged to the traditional immortal system of the Celestial Empire, the governance (note, it is governance, not in charge) almost all living beings are born, old, sick and die, and there is no unified underground government system since the ancient times.

The underworld opens the ghost door everywhere in the world, and by chance or deliberately guides the human race and demons to enter, the practice is about the underworld exercise improved by the Jizo King Bodhisattva, which is originally the direct manager of life and death, and can naturally open some convenient benefits for the disciples, and the human race and demons who practice the underworld practice have made rapid progress, and their power has continued to grow and develop, and even in the place where some yin qi in the yang world gathers, the ghost city on the ground has been established.

Legend has it that the Buddha once walked in the snowy mountain, was swallowed by an ancient demon bird golden-winged Dapeng into the belly, the Buddha wore its back and came out, but felt that he had stayed in the belly of this demon bird for a period of time, so he did not destroy it, but caught it, brought it back to the West Tianling Mountain to be honored as the "Dapeng Ming King", and was named the title of the Buddha's mother - uh, let's not comment on people's strange ethical concepts, people are Buddhas after all.

Later, the bird didn't know how to run out of Lingshan, and here it interjected, and it took the form of a man after it turned into a human form. King Dapeng Ming probably felt that his name was very hanging, so he didn't change it, and he didn't know what method he used, gathered the loser alliance who ate Tang monk's meat and was fucked, the three elements of Lion Camel Mountain, the Green Lion Old Demon, the White Elephant Venerable, and the Vulture Venerable, occupied the territory of the Tang Dynasty, which can be imagined as the endless snow-capped mountains in the Himalayas, and established a monster sect - the Snow Mountain Sect.

Later, I didn't know what strange things he did, anyway, he had a daughter, the Peacock Princess, who was born to him.

King Dapeng Ming hated monks the most in his life, maybe because the Buddha had done some strange things to him? Anyway, his snow mountain derivation is cold and unscrupulous, monsters are accepted, human races are accepted, Taoist priests are accepted, men are accepted, and women are also accepted, just don't be monks.

Because he has been in Lingshan for a long time, what changes may have occurred, and the prototype of the Dapeng Ming King is the golden-winged Dapeng, the swordsmanship, internal strength, spells and light skills passed down by the Snow Mountain Sect are unique, and the power is extremely powerful in the battle, and there is no hidden danger of other demon exercises, but there is a faint aura of Haoran, so not only the demon clan is widely defected, but even many monks in the human race have turned to his disciples, and the momentum is huge.

Trapped in the bottomless pit of the empty mountain - not to mention, although people are a nest of rat spirits and bat demons, but the background is big, and the demon clan's own sect has been opened on the territory of the demon clan, even the heavenly court can't control the heads of others.

The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is in charge of the world's water transportation - but Lin Yuan feels that this may be a bit exaggerated, if he is really in charge of all the water transportation, then the miscellaneous record he quoted will not appear in the story, and the dragon clan may only control the water transportation in the east. If this world is also a planet, then on the back of the Tang Dynasty, there may be a Greek god system? Or maybe it's the Norse gods?

Moon Palace-The Queen Mother of the West is a neighbor, and Daxue Mountain is a neighbor, but only female disciples are accepted, and female monsters are also allowed. Spells and martial arts are not very good to evaluate, both yin damage and help, but except for Putuo Mountain, all sects have a good relationship with the Moon Palace, and there is only one truth: there are many beautiful women here.

At this time, in this situation, as the first mysterious person in Journey to the West, the Bodhi Patriarch, and Zhen Yuanzi, who has been playing soy sauce since ancient times, and is about enough to fight, the two immortals also jumped out and said: "It seems very interesting for you to play the sect, how about I also take a kick."

So, Patriarch Bodhi moved his overseas Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to the hilly area three hundred miles south of Chang'an City, enclosing a large piece of land, and Datang estimated that he could only pinch his nose and admit it; Zhenyuan Daxian was enclosed in the primeval era, what he did was to open his mountain gate, so that mortals and laymen could enter and leave his dojo, and sent the first disciple of the third generation, Zhang Guolao, to accept disciples in Chang'an City.

It's just that this Zhang Guo Lao is not really Zhang Guo Lao, just a trace of Zhang Guo Lao's origin, although he is also flesh and blood, with all the mana and martial arts of Zhang Guo Lao, but just like the shopkeeper and buddy in the Chengnan Inn, he will only react to a few things, accepting apprentices, teaching art and self-defense.

Then there is the official sect of the Tang government, the General's Mansion.

", immortals and demons are rampant, how can mortals like me govern the country!?"

That's probably what it means, when Tang Taizong was alive, he used the power of merit in the prosperous era to solidify many generals of the founding country into heroic spirits like Zhang Guolao...... It's just that this general's mansion, in terms of martial arts, is all actual combat kung fu from the battle array, after going to the turnips, after hundreds of years of evolution, it may be the first in the world, but this spell is very short-legged.

It wasn't until three hundred years ago that a mysterious figure joined the General's Mansion, and the embarrassing situation of the disciples of the General's Mansion who could only rely on the Diamond Sutra to practice magic was improved.

“……”

In the Chengnan Inn, Lin Yuan set up a big table of wine and food, and called Miyamoto Li and Nan Lixiang out, eating and drinking while listening with relish.