Su Changzhou, who was sitting on an old donkey in mid-air and cultivating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes like a sea of stars were intoxicating.

"Are you back so soon?"

Su Changzhou looked at the filial apprentice who came back after not arriving for a long time and asked.

He also thought that his apprentice should have at least a day to deal with the girl's private affairs.

"Yes, master, things have been done smoothly."

Yun Yiyi smiled evilly and said to his master.

"That's good."

Su Changzhou nodded, and didn't pay too much attention to his apprentice's private affairs.

The most important thing on the road of cultivating immortals is to rely on oneself, as the so-called master leads the entry, and the cultivation is personal.

Therefore, he was very lenient with this apprentice, and he did not restrain her behavior too much.

Basically, he taught her useful things, and then gave her the props to keep her alive, and he didn't discipline her much.

Thinking that his apprentice is so arrogant and domineering, he may have something to do with himself.

But it's nothing to be arrogant and domineering, as long as you don't bring yourself with you and pretend to force it, it's easy to say anything, and he, the master, still has the ability to protect his apprentice.

The Shengwen Dynasty was not far from the Flame Dynasty, and the two of them rode on their mounts for almost a day to reach the capital of the Shengwen Dynasty, Anluo City.

Compared with a small town like Huaicheng, Anluo City, which was the capital of the Shengwen Dynasty, was much more prosperous.

Tourists are weaving, cars and horses are noisy, and goods and merchants entering and leaving the customs are endless.

Although the Shengwen Dynasty was relatively weak in terms of force, it was very good in governing the country.

After the reform of 200 years ago, the Shengwen Dynasty became one of the trading centers of Jiangzhou, and its financial resources were very strong.

However, the territory of the Shengwen Dynasty is still too small, there are only five cities, if it has the size of the Flame Dynasty, I am afraid it can become the richest dynasty in Jiangzhou.

"Don't worry about the world without a confidant..."

"Who in the world doesn't know you!"

Yun Yiyi watched the poems on both sides of the city wall read out slowly, and then praised: "Good poetry, good poetry." ”

"Master, the person who wrote this verse is so domineering!"

"Yes, yes, this sentence will be mine in the future."

Yun Yiyi nodded and said with satisfaction.

If she hadn't heard her master say this verse, she would have thought that this verse was created by her master.

After all, this sentence is too suitable for his master, and he was still arrogant before.

At that time, there was no one in the Righteous Path Demon Sect in Jiangzhou who didn't know his master, and countless monks regarded him as an idol.

Su Changzhou looked at this verse and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Who is it?

Who carved this verse on the wall?

This is when he didn't start cultivating immortals two hundred years ago, and the poems he left when he came to this Shengwen Dynasty to pretend to be forced were actually written down and engraved on the city wall.

Vicious!

It was even more vicious than her cousin.

As the capital of the Shengwen Dynasty and one of the trade centers of Jiangzhou, there are countless passers-by who come and go every day.

Although the admiration and worship of mortals will not add too much to him, if there are too many of them, they will still provide him with a lot of repetitions.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Yun Yiyi looked at her master's face and asked a little unusually.

"Nothing."

"Let's go inside."

Su Changzhou shook his head and said.

At this point, he had no choice but to go into the city to see what the reason was.

Since this Anluo City was the capital of the Shengwen Dynasty, the city gate was still very strict in terms of entry and exit, and many more documents and inspections were required.

However, this was not difficult for a monk like Su Changzhou, and he easily entered this Anluo City.

"Master, this place is so prosperous..."

Yun Yiyi looked at all kinds of novelties on the street and said a little dumbfounded.

"Indeed."

Su Changzhou looked at the busy street and nodded and said.

Two hundred years ago, although this Anluo City was quite prosperous, it was definitely not as prosperous as it is now.

At that time, there were only a dozen street vendors, but now the streets are basically occupied, and there are many people selling their arts on the street.

What kind of tricks, chest broken boulders, cockfighting, drama and other novelties dazzled Yun Yiyi.

"Master, there seems to be a storyteller over there."

"Let's go listen to it."

Yun Yiyi is more like a child, and she is still very interested in these novelties.

Su Changzhou looked at the expectant eyes of his apprentice, nodded and walked up.

"There are a few lines of names and surnames in the history, and there are countless barren hills in the north."

"The predecessors sowed and the others reaped, saying that the dragon fights the tiger."

A storyteller who looked to be in his forties slowly uttered his classic opening line, and the nearby audience listened attentively.

"Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you."

"Today, let's talk about the deeds of a generation of holy masters, Su Zi."

Mr. Storyteller gets straight to the point and directly points out the story to be told today.

"Is it Suzi's story again?"

"Although I admire Suzi very much, I have heard it dozens of times."

After hearing that this storyteller was telling the story of Su Zi again, many listeners dispersed in a hurry.

It's not that they don't think this story is exciting, but they have heard it so many times since they were young, and they can almost recite it with little difference.

Only some passers-by who had just arrived in Anluo City stayed behind to continue listening to the story.

Su Changzhou, who was standing on the side, frowned slightly, and began to have a bad premonition in his heart.

This Suzi can't be me, right?

The storyteller didn't pay much attention to this posture, he was used to this scene.

Because of the rules, their storytellers have to tell Suzi's deeds once every six months, so it is normal for visitors to get tired of listening to them.

Seeing that there were still many people staying here, the storyteller stopped wasting time and began to talk about books.

"Suzi, his real name is unknown, and his place of birth is unknown."

"Two hundred years ago, I stepped into this Anluo City in a cloth suit."

"At that time, Suzi was just an unknown ordinary person."

"No one would have thought that he would become the champion of the imperial examination at that time."

The storyteller took the scroll, sat on a stool, drank hot tea, and said slowly.

"Since Su Zi has never attended a private school or studied, he participated in this imperial examination as a martial artist."

"Therefore, countless literati who came to take the exam ridiculed and disdained Su Zi, and even made mockery."

"But Suzi just said a famous sentence for the ages, and most people shut their mouths."

The storyteller paused here and continued after fishing for everyone's interest.

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone."

"It is said that when Su Zi said this, there were four full buckets of talent that fell on him."

"You must know that there are less than ten poems in the history of the Shengwen Dynasty."

"Su Zi already has four buckets of talent just by saying one of them, if the whole poem is written, it will definitely be a peerless poem with eight buckets."

The storyteller spoke slightly fanatically about Suzi's deeds.