"Chang'an is not the Chang'an of one person, Chang'an is the Chang'an of all the people in the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

This sentence seems to be born out of "the world is the world of the people of the world", but it has a deeper meaning.

As the imperial capital of Chang'an, the overall planning and layout are adapted to local conditions, leading eight rivers around the imperial city, just like eight water dragons and sanitation, forming a scene of "eight rivers around Chang'an", highlighting the supreme dignity of the emperor. What is even more rare is that the buildings on the ground are arranged according to the position of the stars in the sky, following the philosophical idea of "like heaven and law, heaven and man are one", I don't know if it is a coincidence, or deliberate, and it coincides with the purpose of cultivation.

The person who said this was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

At that time, Emperor Taizong looked at the new science and technology that entered and exited the world, and said: "The heroes of the world are in my place." And when this year's promising prince made a similar sigh to Taizu under the Qingyun list of monks in the world.

"Chang'an is the Chang'an of the world. ”

As the imperial capital, Chang'an's Tai Academy is a place where the world's cultivators are fascinated, and a Qingyun list test is held every three years, and the top 30 can directly enter the Tai Academy to practice.

At that time, the children of the sects of the world will come one after another, fighting for a ranking.

Therefore, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince means that Chang'an is a place where cultivators from all over the world gather, and the cultivators of the world have already entered the control of the royal family.

In terms of its mind, it is not as good as Taizong, and it can stand shoulder to shoulder in terms of its meteorology.

After months of trekking, Zhuo Zangfeng arrived at the imperial capital at dusk and sunset.

His hair had grown, his stature had grown a little taller, and his pale face had turned a healthy-looking murine black after this time.

The "Immortal Jade Divine Box" was carried on his back, and he carefully wrapped it with thick straw ropes, which looked like a rattan box. The lid of the box can be opened casually, and it contains "Sword Products" and the marriage book that is dispensable to him.

There are also dozens of copper plates on the body, which are coiled by the villagers under the Guleng Mountain.

Since Meng Taixu left, the simple villagers often sent him vegetables and rice in order to thank the old Taoist priest for eliminating the harm, and in return, he often helped the villagers drive away the wild beasts that destroyed the crops, and the two got along very well.

In addition to taking care of the forest crops, the rest of the time is to go to the waterfall on time to withstand the impact of the water.

The clear water fell from the sky, fell on the top of the head water droplets, and the thousands of sword elements in the body condensed into countless small swords, like galloping wild horses, churning and roaring in the sea of meridian qi, and like the lava of the mountains bursting, the rolling heat wave rushed out of the sea of qi, scattered from the limbs and hundreds of remains, and converged with the clear stream of the vigorous waterfall, cool and hot, and so on.

It was like a piece of red-hot iron that suddenly fell into the water, and as soon as it cooled, it was picked up by someone and thrown into the raging fire.

The experience was so painful that every time I walked out of the waterhole it was like a rebirth.

He felt like a cicada that had molted its shell, and after the pain it had been reborn.

In the end, it became more and more relaxed, and it seemed uncomfortable not to go down the waterfall every day.

From holding on for two hours to staying in the pool for a whole day, the process lasted three months.

Those chapters of "Secret Archery Method" are also well practiced, but the content is too small, and it seems that it is only a few chapters or a work that has not yet been completed.

This was completely unaware of him before, but after the waterfall washing and refining his body, his perception ability was more sensitive. The endless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that wandered around him seemed to be within reach, but it still couldn't absorb it. He could only then pull the bowstring again and again with great unnaturalness, reluctance, and unwillingness, so that the lightning-like feather arrow passed through the vast heaven and earth vitality again and again.

A person who can see the vitality of heaven and earth, a young man who dreams of being able to practice, sees the vitality between heaven and earth flowing quietly, scattering like green smoke, but he can't absorb it.

Just as a deaf man sees a silk bamboo pipe, but can never hear a pleasant sound, such pain is more torturous than physical pain, so the melancholy and longing in the heart of the young man becomes extremely strong.

He knew very well that a person who had not opened up the "spiritual aperture" would not be able to cultivate, but why could he clearly see those tempting heaven and earth vitality?

He didn't know why the Sword Dao Immortal had such a powerful talent? If he could see the fluctuations of his vitality clearly, he would be able to prevent trouble before it happened and be invincible. In the competition of cultivators of the same realm, if you can get a glimpse of the opponent's vitality route, the chances of winning will undoubtedly be much greater.

Standing on the streets of Chang'an City at dusk, looking at all kinds of people in a hurry, Zhuo Zangfeng felt a little confused for the first time.

The streets are wide and tidy, four carriages can gallop together, the bluestone pavement has been washed by the new rain to show obvious traces of axe chisels, several stout locust trees stretch out from the eaves of someone's house, a few long bells are heard from the tall hall in the distance, there are healthy horses neighing in front, beating the bluestone paved on the road like drums, and dozens of guards wearing waist knives whip through the streets.

A "dusty and smoky" charcoal seller sat in the wheel of the ox cart, the bullwhip wooden handle in his hand was shining, he was reluctant to whip it, the charcoal on the car had been sold out, and he met an oil seller who "oil from the money hole and the money was not wet" at the corner, the two smiled and said hello, and went home.

The bell sounded melodiously, the white dove flew overhead, and fell into the attic high in the sky, Zhuo Zangfeng looked at it, but there was a sense of loneliness in his heart.

The more crowded the place, the stronger the loneliness.

He remembered his days in Chang'an when he was six years old. The courtyard with the patio and plum blossoms, the time with the sound of the piano and the fragrance of ink, and the little girl who accidentally bumped into her room.

"You don't seem to be sick, huh?"

"I'm not sick, the old monster says I'm unique, just recuperating. ”

"Who is the old monster? Is it the old man who broke into my house and even my father can't help it?"

"He's not an old man, he's a sword immortal. ”

"Whoever he is, he left you here to find some treasure, as if to cure your illness. ”

"I'm not sick, I just can't practice. ”

"My mother said that being sick is also a practice. ”

Later, this beautiful little girl often came here, and the two watched the blue birds on the plum blossom branches together, played games together, and learned the stories of talented and beautiful women to chant poems and paint together.

And now, in the majestic Chang'an, he doesn't know whose family courtyard this is. When he left here and went to Qifeng Mountain with the old monster, one day before he met the old Taoist, he suddenly thought of this little girl who had bumped into his heart, so he was depressed all day.

Young and ignorant, he didn't understand that it was the boredom of suddenly losing his playmate, and under the old monster's questioning, he suddenly said a word, which now seems to be a great joke.

"I want her to be my daughter-in-law. ”

He didn't even know the name of the little girl, he only remembered the smart eyes and the jade-like teeth, who would have thought that the old monster would "invite" the little girl that night without saying a word.

Although it was a "please", it was actually a robbery, he didn't know how much of a sensation this matter had caused in Chang'an City, there were countless officers and soldiers who went out overnight, and countless cultivators were ordered to find it, and even His Majesty, the emperor of the Ninety-Five, stayed awake all night.

Duan Qianhua is too doting on him, and he will try his best to satisfy him no matter what he wants.

He didn't know how many soldiers and how many cultivators had been defeated under the old monster sword when he met the little girl again, had a great time, and picked up the old game again.

It wasn't until one day that the little girl began to feel homesick, and he reluctantly asked the old monster to send her back.

Now that this little girl has grown up, I wonder if she can still remember this naughty little boy?

Zhuo Zangfeng drove away the emotions in his mind that were regarded as sighing for his years or feeling nostalgic, and walked along the wide long street.

The wooden box behind him attracted many surprised glances, but Chang'an was busy with the Silk Road and business travel, and they were used to seeing all kinds of strange and exotic merchants, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

He didn't know how to go to Tai Academy, and he didn't know if Tai Academy would receive him, there were no official documents, no recommendation from Shi Eun Xianliu, and no ranking on the Qingyun list, just a fearless spirit.

I asked many people, and finally arrived at Tai Academy at the beginning of the lanterns.

The college is tall and magnificent, and the plaque on the white marble gate is written by Taizong himself.

The whole school was hidden in the night, Zhuo Zangfeng stood on the steps in front of the door, the night breeze caressed, he was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to hold the huge copper ring on the door, and began to knock on the door.

This move was undoubtedly rash, but he was very serious, and the rhythm of knocking on the door was also clear-cut, and it was not until there was no answer for a long time that he slowly increased his strength.