September 15th, night.

The moon is as bright as water.

Feng Xiaoxiao stepped into the palace.

The patrol guards along the way, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, if there is no discolored ribbon in his hand, it will be difficult for anyone who wants to break in, even if he can get here, he will not want to take another step beyond the thunder pool.

Although there were no human figures in this place, Feng Xiaoxiao could clearly perceive that there were guards lurking everywhere in the darkness.

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, some are martial arts masters who are specially hired by courtesy, some are young heroes with great ambitions, and some are Jiangyang thieves who are temporarily hiding here in order to avoid enemies and the limelight, but more are the henchmen and guards trained by the royal family themselves.

For the royal family, what natural treasures and what magic secrets are simply at your fingertips.

If the emperor gives an order, the heads of the major sects in the martial arts will happily present the treasured classics in the sect.

What ancestral family law, what sect rules, once it encounters the imperial power granted by heaven, it is just a piece of waste paper......

This is not the first time Feng Xiaoxiao has entered the palace, but it is the first time he has seen the previous dynasty.

Although the two columns of grade platforms under the Danqi seem to be just dozens of ordinary stones, when I think of the Great Dynasty, the civil and military officials are lined up left and right, and they stand solemnly, and they can fully imagine the spectacular scene when the Son of Heaven preached.

The world's geniuses, heroes, racked their brains, worked hard, and some even did not hesitate to fight for their lives, just to think of this grade platform to stand on a stand.

You can't feel it without standing here...... It's hard to be violated. The majesty of the Ninefold Son of Heaven does not make the heroes of the martial arts dare not offend.

Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the city is a nine-fold gate. Don't see the Imperial Palace. Anzhi Tianzizun.

Ordinary people have a natural sense of awe for imperial power, no matter how great the ability and strength are, it can't offset this deep sense of awe in the blood.

However, Feng Xiaoxiao came from modern times, and knew that the Son of Heaven was only a person, not really a Son of Heaven. He is now simply in awe of the power of the Son of Heaven!

The Son of Heaven was furious, ambushed millions of corpses, and blood flowed and pestle.

Except for the Son of Heaven. Who else can compare?

No matter how high your martial arts are, can you kill hundreds or thousands of people with a single sword?

No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, can you still be able to suppress the Eight Desolations and make all the people submit?

Sword of the Son of Heaven. It's the most powerful sword in the world.

So Feng Xiaoxiao has been careful with a dozen points.

If not necessary. He also did not want to face the edge of the sword of the Son of Heaven.

But the more cautious you are, the faster trouble will come.

A figure suddenly appeared in the diagonal, with a long sword behind his back, and he was dressed as a guard with a sword in front of him.

His face was pale, and he said with a calm face: "I know that Zunjia is the top figure in the martial arts, but Zunjia should also know what kind of place this is, and please go to the top of the Taihe Palace." Don't stay here too long. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was an official tone.

Feng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to listen. They have a lot to do with this matter, and they will inevitably be nervous and their tempers will inevitably be short-tempered. What's more, this is indeed not a place where you can stand and enjoy the scenery.

So Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and raised his eyes to look at the cornices of the main hall.

Taihe Hall is the Jinluan Palace.

This is the highest place in the Imperial City, which is the top of the Forbidden City!

On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky...... The Battle of Yesi will begin on this.

From below, the cornices of the Taihe Hall are like a hook, and even the moon can be hooked.

In such a high place, no one in the world can sweep up, and neither can the wind and the wind.

I only heard that the first-class guard said coldly: "Since the master can come here, of course there are two light skills, but I also want to remind the guard, that place is not like the roof of ordinary people, and it is paved with glazed tiles that are slippery and do not leave feet. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao tilted his head and said, "You think I will definitely not be able to go up, so I deliberately said this, I want to see my jokes, right?" ”

The guard sneered, "If you can't go up, why do you need to come?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said slowly: "If you want to go up, it's really easy, the easiest way is to sweep up from the slightly lower side hall next to you, or find a rope to hang on, but since you blocked me here and said such a thing, if I use these tricks, won't I be despised by you?" ”

The guard's face changed slightly, but he didn't expect his mind to be broken by Feng Xiaoxiao's words.

He settled down, and sneered: "Since you are so confident, you will wait and see." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Is the prince of Taiping here?" ”

The guard subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "He ......"

He slammed his mouth shut and his eyes widened, staring at Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "It seems that he wants me to fight with the palace guards!" ”

The guard looked sarcastic and said, "Do you dare? ”

As long as Feng Xiaoxiao can't hold back his temper and dares to do it here, the eight hundred guards and three thousand forbidden troops in the forbidden city can teach him to be a good man.

If he didn't dare to make a move, he would naturally be frustrated, obediently roll to the side with his tail between his legs, and stay honest.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled, suddenly stood up, stepped on the guard's head, and in an instant, swept straight to the top of the eaves, and looked down and smiled.

The guard had time to raise his head at this time, and looked at the figure standing on the high cornice, and was dumbfounded.

After a while, he touched his head, stretched out his finger in annoyance, and said, "You, you ......"

What is called a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis and has suffering, he can't say it clearly.

Feng Xiaoxiao's speed was so fast that no one could see this kick except for himself...... It is by no means a trivial matter to dare to humiliate Ouchi's guards in Ouchi.

However, even if he was killed, he would not go up to the pole and tell his colleagues that he was humiliated by someone stepping on his head, and he was sure of this dumb loss.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to him at all, and turned to leave.

On the side of the spine of the hall, more than a dozen people have gathered, and under the moonlight, Huang Rong, who is wearing a white robe covering her head and covering her face, can be seen in the distance, only revealing a pair of smart big eyes, looking at it with a smile.

Next to her was Lu Xiaofeng, dressed in a bright red robe, which made him a little sluggish, his beard and eyebrows were soft, and he looked very depressed.

In the past half a day, Huang Rong didn't give him a good look at at all, and he kept sneering, he couldn't get angry, and he was in good spirits.

Hua Manlou was also there, he was looking up slightly, looking at Mingyue, although he couldn't see it at all, it didn't prevent him from appreciating it.

Naturally, the Mudao and Honka monks were there, and they were talking softly together.

Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao coming, the two smiled together.

Naturally, the movement just now could not hide from their ears.

Mu Daoren smiled: "The wind god may not know that the one who is talking to you is the 'Rich Divine Sword', one of the four masters of the Great Interior, Yin Envy Yin Sanye." He is the best friend of Gu Qingfeng, the master of Baiyun Temple, Gu Daoyou unfortunately died, his mood is naturally not good, and he will inevitably bring a little anger when he speaks, and please 'Fengshen' Don't go to your heart. (To be continued......)

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