The feast is not complicated.

Because there were only two people who knew Yi Xiaochuan's identity during the banquet, one was the rune master Yan Se and the other was the Tang Emperor.

Even Li Qingshan, the master of the south gate of Haotian Dao, who was accompanying him, didn't know who the young man in front of him who was called a distinguished guest by the Tang Emperor was.

The people in the Daomen are definitely not.

The disciples of the academy are definitely not.

Buddhas, they are not disciples of Buddhism.

The words of the Demon Sect are not like it, but it is possible.

The people of the Great River Country?

Li Qingshan quietly glanced at his senior brother Yan Se, but this sloppy old man was holding a pot of wine and pretending to be stupid.

A mind full of doubts.

"Li Qingshan, Mr. Jingyi, a cup!"

Yao Yao toasted Xiao Yi with a glass of wine.

"It turned out to be the Great Tang National Teacher, the master of the South Gate of Haotian Dao, please!"

Yi Xiaochuan raised his glass, before entering this world, Master Yan Se analyzed the information of the world and the Tang Kingdom.

Haotian Dao is known as the only orthodox religion in the world, and its status is respected in various countries, and the Taoist temple occupies countless fields and never pays taxes, and the priests of each branch are even more noble and highly respected, such as the Great River Kingdom and the Southern Jin Dynasty, when their monarch ascends the throne, they even need to be blessed and recognized by the great priest of the Daomen headquarters from Xiling.

However, Haotian Dao's status in the Tang Empire is far from being comparable to those in those countries.

Although the priest of the south gate of Haotian Dao was named the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, the whole world knows that the relationship between the south gate of Haotian Dao and the Xiling where the subject of Haotian Dao sacrifice to the sky is located has always been like a separation, and the rights of the main seal of the various Taoist temples and temples of the Tang Dynasty are all in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, and Xiling is completely unable to interfere.

So Haotian Dao is still high in other places, even the smallest Taoist temple in the Tang Dynasty must pay taxes, and all the people in other places are believers in Haotian Dao, and in the Tang Dynasty, even if the south gate of Haotian Dao, which is controlled by the imperial court, wants to recruit believers, it has to poignantly dispatch cultivators to perform tricks in the streets for the people of the Tang Dynasty to watch......

Datang is the Datang of the Tang people.

When Yan Se said this information, the tone revealed was all proud of being a Tang person.

He said that first he was a Tang man, and then he was a rune master at the south gate of Haotian Dao.

In such a country, Otogawa immediately had a good impression.

It is worthy of the word "Tang".

As for being deceived into snatching treasure and being taken hostage or something, do you really think that the earth is a soft persimmon?

Not to mention Yi Xiaochuan's current strength, even if he is backed by the mountain of China, it is not something that any civilization can provoke.

"Poor monk boxwood, replace wine with water, salute Mr. Yi!"

Xiao Yi remembered Yan Se's evaluation of this monk, self-named Huangyang, now stationed in the Wanyan Pagoda Temple in the south of Chang'an, it is rumored that this person once went to an unknown place in the wasteland, and was able to practice supreme Buddhism, a few years ago and by chance and the current Tang Dynasty Son of Heaven met, became a brother inside and outside the threshold, and since then he has the name of a Tang Dynasty royal brother, but this monk pursues penance, and sits in the Ten Thousand Wild Goose Pagoda on weekdays to chant the scriptures and translate the book, and rarely deals with people outside the temple.

This banquet, regardless of the law, made Li Qingshan and Master Huang Yang a little baffled, but after all, it was the Tang Emperor's banquet.

Yi Xiaochuan didn't talk about cultivation either, after all, he wasn't familiar with the cultivation system of this world.

Then, we can only talk about poetry and songs, and talk about wind and snow.

Fortunately, Xiao Yi is familiar with 300 Tang poems, and he is familiar with ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poems and songs.

......

In some unknowable place, somewhere unknowable.

On the shore of the lake in the depths of the mountains, there are seven golden and brilliant thatched houses, the grass houses are paved with grass, cheap and shabby, there should not be any solemn and luxurious atmosphere, but the thatch laid on the grass houses here is as colorful as gold and jade, ignoring the dust and wind and rain of the years, it looks extremely gorgeous.

This kind of thatch naturally has a very strong vitality of heaven and earth, can resist the wind and rain and cold breath, can help people to clear their minds and calm their minds, and has long been extinct in nature, which can be said to be extremely precious.

There are only two places in the world where this kind of thatched house is built extravagantly, one is the thatched hut by the lake, which is responsible for storing the seven volumes of heavenly books, and the other is the thatched hut where the mountain master behind the academy lives.

It seemed that a gust of wind blew into a grass hut and opened a book.

Qingfeng was illiterate, but when he opened the black cover of the Book of Heaven, the first page that greeted him was a snow-white piece of paper.

Then the wind rose, and many names appeared on this piece of paper, with Yan Se, Wei Guangming, and Liu Bai written on them...... The names of the strongest cultivators in these worlds.

Among these names, there is a strange name, like a mosaic, I can't see it really, I don't know what the word is.

At this time, a Taoist suddenly appeared outside the grass house, walked in respectfully, saw the vague name, looked shocked, and hurried away.

Not long after, the Xiling Temple shook.

......

And at some point before Yi Xiaochuan followed Yan Se to this world.

In the academy, Chen Pipi, the twelfth gentleman of the academy who mastered the Tongtian Pill, showed a sad look on his face, unscrewed the cap of the small crystal clear porcelain bottle, carefully poured a pill into his palm, and then sent it to the mouth of a dying person.

The color of the pill is slightly zongzi, there is no luster, there is no peculiar fragrance, and it does not attract a hundred birds in the night sky to make a pilgrimage, but it has a faint smell of herbs, which is extremely ordinary.

Stuffed the pill into his mouth, picked up the bowl of water beside him and poured it in, pressed his chest lightly with the palm of his hand to help him make medicine, and kept muttering and complaining, his face full of grief and regret.

I don't know how long it took for the dying man to finally regain some blood, but still in a coma.

By this time, the night was already dark.

"Pipsqueak, come out!"

"Hey, the second senior brother is here......"

Putting down the dying man, the fleshy little fat man ran out the door quickly.

"Second Senior Brother!" he saluted very solemnly, the night was very thick, and he couldn't see the faces of the people who came, only a very tall crown.

"Well, Master, let me ask you, there is still one of the Tongtian Pills with you!"

"Scared!"

The little fat man opened his mouth, turned his fat fingers, and whispered, "This...... That ......"

"Is it or not? I won't want you to take the pill, and I'll pay you back when the time comes. ”

"This, it was still there yesterday, and it's no longer there!"

"Huh?"

"I ...... I...... I gave Ning Que a ......"

The precious Tongtian Pill was melted by water, slowly penetrating down through his throat, and before it could reach his stomach, it turned into a faint medicinal power, faintly dissipating between his internal organs.

Looking at Ning Que, who was unconscious on the bed, the little fat man knew that even if he disemboweled his stomach now and threw it into the Dan furnace to refine it, he would not be able to restore the Tongtian Pill.

"Second Senior Brother, did I do something wrong?"

"Is there still a Tsutenmaru in the Kanri?"

"It should ...... Possible...... Maybe...... There's something else!"