It was really inconvenient for Luo Qian to take his younger brother Luo Bai to hurry, so he remembered the Sumeru Ring, and I didn't know if there could be any living things stored in this ring.

So I found live chickens and ducks and tried it, and found that the chickens and ducks were still alive and kicking in the ring, and it turned out that the living creatures were not affected in the ring at all.

So he carefully put Luo Bai into the Sumeru ring, observed for a long time, and determined that Luo Bai was no different from when he was in the outside world, and finally put his mind at ease.

So he bought a good horse in the bazaar and dared to go to Shangjing.

It took ten days to finally arrive in Shangjing.

A majestic city gate stands in front of you, and the tall bluestone walls stretch out on both sides. The towering gatehouse is carved and painted, revealing a prosperous atmosphere. On the gatehouse, the guards lined up neatly, with bright clothes and armor, and flags waving.

The three bright red characters of "Chaoyang Gate" float on the door plaque, and the flow of people under the door plaque is bustling.

Luo Qian's heart was also shocked, only one city gate was so majestic, and the first city in the world really lived up to its name.

Following the flow of people into the city gate, a guard stretched out his hand to stop Luo Qian.

"Identification documents" The guards are heavily armed.

Luo Qian was stunned, he has been a beggar since he was a child, how can there be such a thing. After thinking about it, he took out the token of "Saint Martial Perfection" from his bosom and handed it over.

The guards got the brass token and looked at it for a long time, but they didn't see a name.

"Wait like this." Trotted to the upper floor with the token.

Luo Qian waited outside the crowd for a moment now, only to see a brightly clad general walking over with a few of his subordinates.

"Where did you get this gold medal?" The general's expression was grim.

"There was a bloody battle in the Shura Mountain, and it was awarded by the imperial court when he left the mountain." Luo Qian replied casually.

"Do you have a certificate?" The general asked again.

"The token in your hand is the credential, why do you need to knowingly ask?" Luo Qian was a little puzzled, the token was not enough to prove his identity?

"The token is fake, but who knows if the token is yours? Wouldn't it be impostor? The general's face was slightly angry.

This general obviously deliberately made things difficult, and he also made an appearance of impartial law enforcement, which was really ridiculous.

Luo Qian knew it in his heart, but he couldn't, the way of the world was like this.

He took out a piece of silver from his bosom and gave it to the general.

"When I first arrived, please take care of the general!"

The general took the silver, immediately changed his face, handed back the token, and said with a smile: "The young man is extraordinary, my Dayong has added another pillar, come on!" Take the young man to the Shangwu Hall to rest! ”

Several subordinates stepped forward to lead Luo Qian, a city gate official was so greedy for money, the corruption of the Dayong court can be seen, and Luo Qian had a little more disdain for the Dayong court in his heart.

The streets of Shangjing are very lively, with crowds of people surging and shouting one after another. Qionglou Flying Pavilion is in a row one after another, and the carved beams of the painting buildings are staggered, and there is a prosperous scene.

For the first time, Luo Qian was in such a prosperous place, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. After a few glances, he withdrew his gaze, Luo Bai's injury was pressed in his heart, and no matter how lively the scene was, he had no intention of lingering.

After about a stick of incense, several guards stopped. Luo Qian raised his head and drove away, a small building stood on the side of the street, the eaves walked on the wall, intrigued, and the three vermilion characters of "Shangwu Pavilion" on the wide door plate were full of heroic spirit.

"This is the Shangwu Pavilion, the young man only needs to hand in the token to verify his identity, and I will return to my life."

"Thank you for a few bad brothers!"

Luo Qian took out the broken silver and handed it to a few people, it is not strange that many people are gifted, yellow and white things have always been immortals who open the way.

A few people turned out to be happy.

"If the young man has the command to drive, it is."

sent a few officials and stepped into the Shangwu Pavilion.

The decoration in the hall is quite elegant, with a large mahogany counter on the left hand side, and the shopkeeper standing in front of the counter. On the right hand, the vermilion wood screen goes down the mountain tiger, and the tiger is intimidating.

Luo Qian approached the counter and handed over the Saint Martial Pole Token.

The shopkeeper glanced at Luo Qian, took the token in his hand, and looked at it, and everyone showed a look of surprise.

"It turned out to be the leader of Shura, young man, please go upstairs to rest first, I'll go and tell Shangguan!" The attitude is very respectful.

A servant stepped forward to lead Luo Qian upstairs and placed Luo Qian in a guest room.

After the servant retreated, Luo Qian looked around to see if anyone was passing by, closed the door and took Luo Cai out of the Sumeru ring and put him flat on the bed.

A stream of true essence was crossed into the chest, urging the true element to go straight to the heart, and through the true element, he sensed which red mark showed no signs of deepening. Only then did he relax a little, and took out the water from the Sumeru ring and fed it to Luo Bai's mouth, and used the true yuan to urge him to swallow.

After putting Luo Bai back into the Sumeru ring, he meditated and cultivated in bed, and after many experiences, the current Luo Qian knew the importance of strength, so he did not miss any opportunity to cultivate together.

After a few days of cultivation that was left on the road, there was one more star in the dantian qi sea, reaching six, and the cultivation was refined again under diligent cultivation.

The sound of footsteps came from the door, and Luo Qian opened his eyes from his cultivation.

The servant knocked on the door, Luo Qian got up to open the door, and the servant said respectfully: "Shangguan has sent a message, please Shaoxia is in the Shangwu Pavilion, don't go out if you have nothing to do, and wait for Your Majesty to summon you."

"It's hard work!"

Giving some broken silver and sending the servant away, Luo Qian returned to the room and sat at the desk.

The table is full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Since he tried to borrow the power of mountains and rivers with the Heavenly Book Divine Script, Luo Qian vaguely felt that he had found a way to improve his strength.

All the way to Beijing, I have been repeatedly pondering the use of the Heavenly Book of Divine Script, the power of mountains and rivers can be borrowed, and the power of rivers, grass and trees, clouds and rain can of course also be borrowed.

If the Heavenly Book Divine Text and the Luoshu Nine Palaces are fused, you can borrow the qi of heaven and earth at will.

After thinking for a long time, he unfolded the white paper, picked up the pen and studied the ink, and deduced several times in his heart, referring to the pattern of the nine palaces of Luoshu, the heavenly book and the mortal text were fused, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced the word "emperor".

Crooked and distorted, the curves are hooked and looped, like the talisman drawn by the Taoist priest.

The word "emperor" was generated, and a majestic breath came out of the paper.

In the imperial city, can you borrow the power of Emperor Dayong?

The true element flows into the word, and the word "emperor" seems to be alive, and the qi is circulating, exuding endless majesty, which is intimidating.

Looking at the royal aura on the paper, Luo Qian nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that his idea was right.

Luo Qian put his hand on the word "Emperor", and slowly fused his true yuan with the qi circulating in the Heavenly Book Divine Text.

Suddenly felt a majestic power of thought, Jin Ge Iron Horse, the change of dynasties, and many thoughts poured into his mind.

The powerful power of the mind slammed into the mind, and a powerful sense of oppression surged into the heart.

Luo Qian was pleasantly surprised, this could be the imperial power of Dayong.

Try to communicate with this powerful power of thought, if you can successfully borrow the power of the Dao Dayong Emperor, I am afraid that your strength can be improved a lot.

However, this powerful power of thought does not seem to want to be controlled by Luo Qian, and is faintly driven by anti-guest, but wants to occupy Luo Qian's mind, Luo Qian is vigilant and hurriedly uses Xuan Gong to contend with this force.

The powerful mind seemed to be laughing at Luo Qian's inadequacy, and frequently impacted Luo Qian's mind.

In an instant, his mind was extremely chaotic, and under the impact of his thoughts, there was a sharp pain in his brain, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

The power of the mind was extremely powerful, and Luo Qian felt that he was almost about to lose control of his mind, and he was afraid that he would be occupied by this thought if he continued like this.

Luo Qian was shocked in his heart, urging Zhenyuan to withdraw the word "Emperor", but the power of the idea issued by the word "Emperor" turned out to be anti-guest-oriented, and Luo Qian's True Yuan greedily absorbed it.

Luo Qian's true yuan was sucked and couldn't be withdrawn, the word "emperor" was still devouring the true yuan at a rapid pace, and in the blink of an eye, there was not much true yuan left in the dantian. The speed at which the word "Huang" absorbed the true yuan was unabated, and after the true yuan was exhausted, the word "Huang" still did not stop, as if it wanted to suck Luo Qian's dantian qi into it together.

Luo Qian was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to hesitate, the eight or nine Xuangong was running rapidly, and the six star points in the dantian qi sea exploded at the same time, and the endless power of the true yuan turned into an idea and rushed into the word "emperor".

The two powerful thoughts collided together, and a burst of brilliance flowed in the word "Huang", and the power of the idea was shocked by the impact of the true yuan, as if it was frightened, and finally dissipated after a moment's hesitation.

Luo Qian passed through the idea of the word "emperor", and saw a golden dragon slowly open its sleepy eyes, and its eyes were full of banter. Luo Qian could also clearly feel that this giant dragon had also seen him, and the golden dragon eyes were breathtaking.

Slowly retracting the true yuan, a cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he suddenly felt extremely weak. Could it be that this is the imperial power of Dayong? His cultivation is still too shallow, and he was almost wiped out by the emperor's anti-guest.

Shocked, thinking about it, this attempt was not without results, at least it confirmed his conjecture, if he cultivated to a high level, he would be able to borrow the imperial power through Luoshu, and he could even control this power.

Just a Luo Shu has such ability, if you get the river map again, Dunjia Tianshu will be integrated, and then the mountains and rivers will be called at will, and the power can be imagined.

In my heart, I faintly had an infinite expectation for the power of the river map.

Luo Qian cut out a few more square pieces of paper, and frequently deduced in his heart, and wrote down the five elements of "gold", "wood", "water", "fire" and "earth" on several pieces of paper, all of which were based on the pattern of Luoshu to integrate the heavenly script with the mortal text.

Looking at the five elements qi machine circulating on a few pieces of paper, he nodded with satisfaction and put a few pieces of paper into the Sumeru ring in case of emergency.

In a large secret room, on the embroidered dragon futon, an old man with white hair sat cross-legged, his eyes slowly opened, the divine light in his eyes was restrained, and a powerful majesty emanated.

A young man in brocade served cautiously on the side, and the young man in brocade was oppressed by the majesty of the old man, and hurriedly asked respectfully: "Ancestor, but what are your orders?" ”

The old man said in a deep voice: "Someone just cast a spell to alarm my Dayong Dragon Vein, this person is in the capital city, and quickly order Qin Tiansi to find out about this matter." The dragon vein is the foundation of the country, and it must not be half a point. ”

"The grandson takes the order, and this is the order."

The brocade-clothed young man was ordered out of the secret room, and with a wave of the old man's sleeve robe, a light and shadow appeared out of thin air, and a huge golden dragon's golden claws flew and circled in the light and shadow.

The old man looked at the golden dragon for a long time, made sure that the golden dragon was not abnormal, put away the light and shadow, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Luo Qian was still meditating and cultivating in the Shangwu Pavilion, and by midnight, the six star points in the Qi Sea Dantian had recovered, and the true yuan was full. took out a night robe from the Sumeru ring, opened the window to reveal a small slit, observed that there was no figure on the street, and gently opened the window and flew out.