The fist stab collided with the long sword, and the huge force shook, and then turned into tens of millions of shocks.

With each concussion, the strength on the long sword is one point off.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a bright and cold glow.

What a god king, kendo cultivation is nothing more than this!

Incense became enlightened, leaving his own dojo, and his combat power was worse than that of Confucianism and Taoism.

Moreover, these so-called god kings themselves do not cultivate their minds.

Of the eighteen god kings, when the real power is overwhelming, only the five god kings who suppress one side.

Everyone else, it's all like that.

"Boom-"

The big sword shattered, and Han Muye's figure took a step back.

"Shinto means, but that's it." Han Muye snorted coldly, and the battle intent on his body surged like a tide.

Now his body can carry a realm with the power of the divine beast, and this powerhouse of the uncomplaining realm can't take him!

The Protector God King's expression revealed a trace of horror, gritted his teeth, and looked at the broken sword in his hand.

The body of the divine beast is as strong as this!

"God King, this son is arrogant, let's shoot together." Beside him, an old man with black beard shouted.

The others all nodded.

The Protector God King raised his hand, and was just about to gather the strength of everyone to fight, when his face suddenly changed.

He turned his head and looked not far away.

Over there, a blood-colored streamer rushed in.

More than one side, in the void, endless blood-colored streamers poured in.

Encirclement!

"It's the Red Flame Army!"

"Let's go!"

Several people exclaimed, and then, without hesitation, turned around and left.

Han Muye stood in place, moving his body with some regret.

The battle just now, although it was just a warm-up, also made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Tianxuan World, there are not many people who can let him move his muscles and bones well, and he is not afraid of breaking the other party.

It's a pity.

If he could fight a little longer, his speed of refining the body of the divine beast would definitely be a little faster.

With a light movement of your fingers, you feel much more flexible.

Glancing at the Red Flame Army that was rolling in, Han Muye also turned around and flew away towards the Tianxuan World.

He didn't want to meet the Red Flame Army in the Void.

Chongwu Hou is a strong man who truly suppresses the Ten Thousand Worlds.

"Good boy, so strong so fast." Waiting for Han Muye to leave for a moment, a figure flew down.

Wearing a battle armor, the battle armor is covered with divine patterns, a long beard over the chest, a simple face, and a fighting spirit.

"Wuhou, those few escaped Innocent Realm Pseudo-Gods are surrounded." There are bloody warriors shouting for retribution.

Wuhou.

Tianxuan World, Chongwu Hou.

Hearing the report, Chongwu Hou laughed, his body turned into a streamer, and rushed to the depths of the void.

"Boy, the old man is waiting for you in the realm of no complaints."

His voice pierced through the void and sounded in the ears of Han Muye, who rushed into the Heavenly Heavens.

No resentment?

It seems that the unresentful realm of incense enlightenment is really a little strong, so that Chongwu Hou will send an invitation to him.

If you have the chance, you can check it out.

The Void Pursuit seemed to be a short time, and by the time Han Muye returned to the Heavenly Xuan World, it was already ten days later.

This is also the reason why many great monks practice outside the realm, and they spend countless hours unconsciously.

In ten days, the general trend of Zhongzhou has changed again.

Guan Jiangkou, the mysterious Confucianism is a god.

Eight counties in the southeast of Zhongzhou, 3,000 Zhengshen, 100,000 Mao Shen, suppressing tens of millions of mountains and rivers.

The aura of human hope may be divided by Shinto, but the general trend of Tianxuan is stable, Shinto and Confucianism are combined, and the power of heaven and earth is further advanced.

Nine out of ten of those who have been canonized as gods are Confucian and Taoist ancestors.

The method of incense enlightenment in the land of the eight counties in the southeast has replaced the previous Daomen and become the authentic state of affairs of the Daomen.

The Floating and Sinking Dao Sect and the various gates under its command guarded the mountain gate and did not dare to move again.

Among them, the commander of the three counties made Lu Yang one person and one sword, and killed hundreds of sect overhauls, including several in the heavenly realm.

Several Daomen powerhouses were slaughtered, and the sect collapsed.

The Dangyun Daoist sect that had suppressed the Liuyu River was directly uprooted, and the sect's station became the dojo of the Holy True Monarch at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

In Dongshan County, Lu Shen is also ruthless.

He used several powerful demons suppressed by Dongshan County as a guide, stimulated the power of the Confucianism and Taoism Golden Seal, and broke the siege of the three out-of-body overhauls in one fell swoop.

The three out-of-body primordial gods were suppressed by him at the mouth of Dongshan County and the East China Sea.

Although the battle of sealing the gods at the mouth of the Guanjiang Estuary that shook the heavens was short, its impact was extremely far-reaching.

The power of Confucianism and Taoism makes those outside the realm forces lurking in Zhongzhou fearful.

With the help of the general trend of heaven, Zhongzhou is ironclad.

Han Muye didn't care about the big things that disturbed him.

He went up the river and saw the people being happy and the water steady.

The riverside village was originally full of people with the sound of books, but now it has a little more incense.

If you don't decide to ask the ghosts.

For mortals, there are too many powerless things in the world, and it is not a good thing to place your wishes on heaven and earth and seek the help of the gods of mountains and rivers.

Sail up the river and set foot on land in Bac Ha County.

After traveling thousands of miles, the sky in the distance has been dyed with purple people's breath, and the golden aura of Haoran has been dyed into a golden and purple color.

Even at night, the glow of the starry sky can't match the golden purple color.

Imperial.

30,000 miles of void see gold and purple, and 8,000 poems and books move the sky.

The capital of Confucianism and Taoism.

From Beihe County to the Imperial City, you can see those Confucian scholars wearing robes along the way, either in groups of three or five, or walking alone.

Some carried large bookcases on their backs and walked silently, while some had swords hanging from their waists, robes and big sleeves, and their demeanor was free and easy.

Along the roadside, wherever there is a good view, you can see the carved stone stele, and the poems are elegant.

Passing by the roadside, those Confucian scholars holding folding fans and singing to Jingdang abounded.

The wind of the world, the imperial capital is prosperous.

Han Muye was wearing a light cyan shirt, and he didn't look like a Confucian robe with big sleeves.

There is no aura of grandeur and hope in him.

Those scholars who sit in the same car and live in the same seat, no one knows that he is a great Confucian who is a god in the mouth of the river.

However, in Han Muye's ears, Confucianism and Taoism are still very happy to be honored in life and become gods after death.

There are many rumors that the lord of a certain county has done his best for the people, and his soul will become a god after death.

Or where a certain Confucian cultivated, after his death, he belonged to the local mountains and rivers and became the god of mountains and rivers.

The incense enlightenment and the Confucian Taoist quest not only do not conflict, but instead stimulate the obsession of Confucian and Taoist practitioners to enter the world and help the common people.

Ten days later, the imperial city was outside the gate of Yongding.

Han Muye stood in front of the Qianzhang City Tower and looked up.

The river of clouds is like a waterfall, and the aura is like a tide.

This imperial city, gathering the aura of Zhongzhou, has been so rich that it is bathed in it and wants to get wet.

When you really take a breath, you can be completely transparent.

After the long river of aura, thousands of miles of buildings enter the clouds, stacked densely, and connect to the clouds.

Shrouded in golden light, shrouded in purple aura, the power of the Great Dao accumulated over countless thousands of years protected this holy city of Confucianism and Taoism.

"The imperial city has a radius of 10,000 miles and 30,000 subjects, who is here and will not be shocked?" Also standing outside the Yongding Gate, countless people are sighing.

At the beginning, outside the Tianxuan World, Han Muye had seen the Tianxuan World lush and smart.

This kind of world is something that everyone is willing to protect.

Now seeing the splendid and magnificent imperial city, he understands why Wen Mosheng can not leave the imperial city for thousands of years.

In this way, the imperial city is worth devoting a lifetime to guarding.

Standing outside the city gate, Han Muye only felt that his heart was agitated, and there seemed to be a divine soul division above his head, heading towards the void.

His body shook slightly, and the intoxication in his eyes turned into clarity.

Terrible.

The power of the Heavenly Dao of the Imperial City was so strong that even he almost separated his divine soul and integrated into it.

If this is really integrated into the soul, it will really have to compete with Wen Mosheng in the future.

Shaking his head and restraining his mind, Han Muye walked forward slowly.

Outside the city gates, a group of soldiers in gold armor stood.

No one came forward to check, but above the city gate, there was a flash of golden light.

All those who entered the city were swept by the golden light several times.

Han Muye could feel that this was a means of using Confucianism and Taoism.

With this golden light, it can break the mind and cultivation.

Those with malicious intentions can easily be fascinated by this golden light, and unconsciously bump into the golden pillar at the city gate.

The golden light entered the body, and Han Muye did not deliberately suppress and hide.

His Confucianism and Taoism cultivation is so deep that it only appears slightly, and he absorbs this golden light.

At this moment, in the depths of the imperial city, there was a purple qi that vibrate, and then turned into nothingness.

"Hey, which Grand Master is coming back?" In a palace, someone whispered, and then took up a pen to record.

"The purple qi is like a tide, and the haoran qi is churning, I'm afraid it's not just the great grandmaster, could it be that the deputy head of the courtyard has gone out of the city to visit the flower boat again?"

Striding into the city, Han Muye was stunned halfway.

The avenue that runs straight ahead is as wide as a hundred zhang, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The pavilions stretching along the avenue, with three floors, five floors, and ten floors, are stacked and intertwined.

The avenue is full of people, and both sides of the avenue are full of houses.

The imperial city is too big.

Han Muye stood there, not knowing where to go for a while.

He's not alone.

Almost everyone who walked into the imperial city was at a loss.

Walking into the Imperial City is like stepping into another world.

Where there are people, there is business.

Han Muye's dazedness was broken by a person in gray.

The smiling men walked over enthusiastically, whispered where to go, and then stretched out their hands with a smile on their faces.

Bringing fares.

As long as you pay one or two spirit stones, they can help you lead the way, even if you want to visit the entire imperial city, it is not impossible.

Add money and you're done.

Those who are clever all go to look for those who wear robes and robes, and those who are dressed like this by Han Muye are not very popular.

Several people glanced at Han Muye and walked around again.

In this imperial city, Confucianism and Taoism practitioners are more popular.

In fact, as long as it is in Zhongzhou, Confucian robes are more popular.

"This son, this is the first time you have come to the Imperial City?"

Civilities.

Standing here in a daze, it's probably the first time.

Han Muye raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a blue-gray robe standing in front of him.

With an earnest smile on his face, the middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders slightly, making his figure look rickety and slightly humble.

Thinking about it, Han Muye opened his mouth and said, "I'm going to Xiao's house, I don't know if it's possible to lead the way?" ”

Mu Wan followed the Xiao family's caravan to the imperial city.

Thinking about coming to the Xiao family, even if Mu Wan does not stay for a long time, he will pay attention to where Mu Wan settles.

If you don't even pay attention to these news, then the Xiao family will not be an imperial city family.

Entering the Imperial City, the power of the divine soul was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and Han Muye couldn't find it even if he wanted to disperse the divine soul to find Mu Wan.

This is a super city with a radius of 10,000 miles and 30,000 people.

When the middle-aged man heard Han Muye say where he was going, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, as long as it's in the imperial city, I can take my son there."

After speaking, he thought about it, and then said in a low voice: "Childe, there are many families surnamed Xiao in the imperial city, I don't know if Gongzi is looking for the Xiao family in Shangcheng, or the Xiao family in Zhongcheng, or, in Xiacheng?" ”

Upper, middle and lower city?

Han Muye frowned.

The middle-aged man was busy explaining.

Shangcheng, the closest place to the center of the imperial city, was inhabited by imperial dignitaries.

Zhongcheng, near the Imperial City Academy, where most of the court officials lived.

The lower city is divided into thousands of blocks around the imperial city, large and small, and is where the imperial city's soldiers, merchants, and sect stations are located.

Han Muye nodded.

If you calculate it this way, the Xiao family from Xiao Yueli should be in Shangcheng, right?

After all, Xiao Lingshan, the head of the Xiao family, was one of the three commanders of the Red Flame Army in the Imperial City.

"General Yanshan's Mansion, it should be in Shangcheng, right?" Han Muye looked at the middle-aged.

The middle-aged man shrunk his neck, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Childe went to General Xiao's Mansion?" ”

"That's in Uptown."

As he spoke, he bowed down and led Han Muye to the side of the avenue.

"Childe, Shangcheng is still far from here, and if you want to go there, you have to take a carriage or horse."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk for two days."

Although the imperial city is not forbidden to fly, no one is running in the city.

I don't know how long it will take to walk just by walking.

The middle-aged man introduced the situation in the city to Han Muye while walking.

This middle-aged man's name is Zuo Lin, and he is a native of the imperial city.

It's a pity that the cultivation is not smooth, and the Confucianism and Taoism are not passable, so I can only rely on being familiar with the imperial city and being a leader.

Those who can do this business in the imperial city can be regarded as a livelihood.

When he arrived at the carriage and horse shop, Zuo Lin stepped forward to negotiate the price, and Han Muye took a medium-grade spirit stone as a deposit and rented a carriage.

That car rental is ten spirit stones a day.

There are also many car dealers in the city, as long as the carriage is delivered to another car dealership on the same day, the deposit will be refunded.

Zuo Lin drove the car, and Han Muye sat in the carriage with the curtain raised.

The carriage traveled on a wide avenue and was not slow.

Zuo Lin was full of smiles and loudly introduced the scenery along the way to Han Muye.

"Childe, this is the Fire Maple Forest, where a great poet once wrote poems."

"Does Childe see the five floors on the left? It is said that all Confucian scholars who want to be named on the gold list have to eat a bowl of rice soup downstairs. ”

"Wind and rain pavilion, this is the wind and rain pavilion, it is said that there are eight hundred wind and rain pavilions in the imperial city, all of which are for pedestrians to shelter from the wind and rain, and many people live in the wind and rain pavilion for a long time."

"The Imperial City Residence, it's not easy, the son also saw it, this carriage and horse rent costs ten spirit stones a day, ordinary Confucianism, it's really difficult for the imperial city to live......"

The imperial city is the heavenly city, and there is also a haze under the glamour.

Sitting in the carriage, listening to Zuo Lin's story in the imperial city, Han Muye smiled.

At this moment, his mind was divided again.

However, it is not a great avenue that merges into the heavenly dome, but it is like a spectator, standing outside the imperial city, looking at the city.

The center of the Imperial City, where it may have remained unchanged.

But the people all over the city are like flowing water, constantly changing with the years.

This is a city that can't even leave traces of time, who can remember those figures who once stayed?

Heaven and earth, thousands of worlds, who is not a passerby?

Really, there is immortality?

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and the aura on his body vibrated slightly.

The change in his mood made him refine the body of the divine beast a little faster.

Half a day later, the exterior of the car has changed.

The original hustle and bustle is a little less, and there is a little more solemnity.

"Childe, this is Zhongcheng, and that is the direction of the Imperial City Academy."

Zuo Lin raised his hand and pointed to the right position.

There, the purple aura of hope and the fluttering literary brilliance turned into flowing clouds.

Even if you don't get close, you can see that it's a good place.

"Zhongcheng is mostly an important place for the imperial dynasty, and many stations in Xuanyangwei are there, so Zhongcheng is not so noisy."

Zuo Lin's speed of catching up with the car also slowed down a little.

There are many yamen and pavilions in various parts of the city, and Zuo Lin introduced in a low voice.

Some of the yamen are not big, the power is not small, and some look magnificent, but they are actually a clear water yamen.

There are also some interesting anecdotes among officials.

These are all old people in the imperial city, and they only know it.

These stories, rumors, can make people who come to the imperial city for the first time listen to it.

It wasn't until sunset that the carriage slowly stopped at the edge of a large mansion surrounded by green willows.

Through the white courtyard wall, you can see the towering pavilions in the middle of the house.

This mansion covers an area the size of a small city.

In the upper city of the imperial city, such houses are connected.

"Childe, this is the Yanshan General's Mansion."

"The general is in the barracks, and he hasn't been back for a few years, and he usually opens this door."

The Imperial City Mansion, if it weren't for the absolute guests, would not have opened the middle door.

In Zuo Lin's opinion, Han Muye's identity is not enough to open the middle door to greet him.

Getting out of the car, Zuo Lin stretched out his hand and pointed to a row of blue-armored soldiers standing by the door, and said in a low voice: "Childe, who are you looking for in the mansion, I will help you report it." ”

"There are too many things in the imperial city to seek relatives and officials, and these guards are generally not very willing to pass through."

Who are you looking for?

Xiao Lingshan is not in the house.

Even if he was here, it was impossible for Han Muye to go directly to this great general.

He came to Xiao's house just to ask where Mu Wan was.

For other things, he was not interested.

Han Muye pondered for a moment and said, "You help me ask if the deacon named Xiao Ji has returned to the city." ”

"If you go back, say Makino is looking for it."

found Xiao Ji, asked where Mu Wan was, and left directly.

Zuo Lin nodded.

Just like he thought.

This son should be a relative of a certain deacon of the Xiao family.

It's time to defect.

Zuo Lin thought as he strode forward and whispered to the soldiers standing at the door.

He was born in the imperial city, and he usually does this business of leading the way to find people, but the soldiers at the gate do not embarrass him.

A soldier in green armor nodded, turned around and went into the mansion to pass through.

Zuo Lin turned around and smiled towards the carriage.

It's almost done.

This time, it should be about the same to receive three or five spirit stones later.

This son can have a relative in the Shangcheng family, and with a little support, it is not difficult to stay in the imperial city.

If you can make some friends with this son, you may be able to run errands and earn more spirit stones in the future.

It was really difficult to live in the imperial city, and if their family didn't still have a little thought, they were afraid that they would have left the imperial city long ago.

Suddenly, Zuo Lin's complexion changed.

In General Yanshan's mansion, the sound of sonorous armor crashing came.

More than a dozen figures rushed out of the wide open courtyard.

The leader was dressed in a navy blue robe and a black veil.

His face was solemn, his eyes were ahead, and he strode forward, and several people behind him, all of them wearing red armor.

Zuo Lin's eyes widened.

This is, the eldest master of the Xiao family, the great master of Confucianism and Taoism, and the left capital of the imperial history of Xiao Changfeng!

There is also the one wearing the lion-swallowing fire armor, which is clearly the second master of the Xiao family, Xiao Changchun, the general of the Red Flame Army.

The other people are all real power figures in the Xiao family!

Zuo Lin, who was stunned, watched Xiao Changfeng lead several important people of the Xiao family and strode to the front of the carriage and horses.

The great master of Confucianism and Taoism, the eldest master of the Xiao family, and the imperial envoy Xiao Changfeng were dressed in a whole shirt and raised his hands and bowed.

The Grand Master bowed down to greet him!

If it weren't for leaning against the porch column, Zuo Lin would have been paralyzed at this time.

Who is this person I pulled today?