The morning is the busiest time for the major flying docks, and there is an endless stream of traffic over Nanxian Fang.

The prodigal sons of cyclamen, dignitaries and nobles who sang all night long had to go back to the inner city to do business, and the loose cultivators or nobles who came from the local area had to enter the city to catch up with the morning market to trade.

Large and small flying beasts or flying magic weapons converged from the half-white sky, dragging out a faint tail flame, and slowly fell towards the major flying docks.

At the same time, there are people who have stayed up all night to leave Nanxianfang, such as Sword, Royal Beast or Flying Sedan Chair.

Chen Yanjun saw the magnificent appearance of the Tang Immortal City up close for the first time, and his heart was still very shocked.

In addition to the shock, there is also a sense of wonder: as if this is not the era of Xianwu, but the era of science fiction with a distorted technology tree.

The architectural style of the Tang Dynasty has been continued to the Xianwu era, the shape is simple and atmospheric, the eaves are far-reaching, the bucket arch is strong, the lights float, stretching like a dragon, it looks particularly elegant and free.

Compared with the red windows and green tiles of later generations, carved beams and painted buildings, and I can't wait to make a dojo in a snail shell, there is less exquisite and graceful, and more majestic.

This is what Chen Yanjun likes most about the Tang Dynasty: cultural self-confidence, informality, and the whole society is full of a vigorous and upward atmosphere of a great country.

Commerce is also extremely developed, and the streets are bustling with traffic.

The clerks of the spiritual weapon shop shouted on the street, with the gorgeous magic seal or light and shadow fairy color, bringing a variety of promotional discounts.

The liquor shop in the attic of the inn is swaying, and the laughter of the guests and the singers and the refreshing aroma of wine can be faintly heard.

There were many shocks and discussions outside the auction house, and the copper bell on the roof rang every time it was sold, and the sound of the melodious fairy resounded throughout the city.

In addition, there are some pawns of peddlers who set up street stalls.

For example, the farmer who sells spiritual agricultural products, the charlatan who sells dog skin condensing pills, the handicraft craftsman who applies magic film to spiritual swords and magic weapons, the fortune teller who dresses up as a hidden master, or the storyteller who arranges royal anecdotes......

Chen Yanjun suddenly realized what a happy thing it is to travel to the world he likes!

So much so that he didn't touch his mobile phone and computer for five days, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

is such an immortal martial artist, he must be an upright person and make a career.

Although it is important to seek immortality in the cultivation realm, it is more important: not to lose this life.

Otherwise, it will be the same as Liu Juzheng before he resigned: Lonely Hong is tired and has nowhere to go, and the frost and temples are full of mountains and do not know how to return.

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Guozijian is located in the inner city of the main square, at the southeast foot of the imperial city, starting from Du Wei Caoxing, to walk six or seven miles in the north section of Nanxian Street, plus the whole section of ten miles of Suzaku Street in the inner city, the original owner walks, it takes half an hour.

"Let's take a chariot."

Chen Yanjun thought so.

Time is limited, and he would rather use this half hour to read medical books, and it is better to add a little.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a means of transportation called Bu Yuan, which was equivalent to an open-top sedan chair and was the predecessor of the sedan chair in later generations.

In the Xianwu era, people with status would take a flying horse or a flying sedan chair when they went out, and wealthy civilians could take a flying chariot.

The flying chariot is a flying chariot powered by runes and spiritual jade, which is equivalent to the taxi of the Xianwu Datang.

Nanxianfang's flying chariot service is very considerate, and when you arrive in the inner city, you will switch to riding a spirit horse because of the ban on flying.

Every other mile of the flying dock in Nanxian Fang, there are docked chariots, or raise your hand to the passing chariots to say hello, and you can take the ride.

Chen Yanjun waited for a while, beckoning to the air, no different from the fight in his previous life.

Immediately, a paper-yellow chariot slowly landed in front of Chen Yanjun.

The husband is a nine-grade old man, with a bun on his head, a long beard hanging down his chest, and a bit of fairy bones.

Although the status of the husband is not high, it is a real high-paying profession, and there are many cultivators engaged in it.

"Where is Childe going?"

Chen Yanjun was polite, this was the ordinary etiquette of mortals to cultivators.

"Guozijian."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"A piece of spirit jade is enough."

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, one is enough.

A piece of spiritual jade, that is, a thousand yuan, has a purchasing power equivalent to a thousand yuan, and it is so expensive to fly?

"Senior, don't laugh, this is the price of Nanxian Fang plus a day trip to the inner city, I'm a local!"

The old man was calm.

"The distance to Guozijian is no different from a day trip, not to mention, the old man is a nine-grade craftsman, and the price is naturally higher."

After some bargaining, the deal was finally closed for 500 dollars.

A bag of 500 coins was recovered, and Chen Yanjun put it in the cloth bag where the pharmacopoeia was placed.

The chariot is made of carved wood and paper, and needs to be driven by the spiritual power of the bearer himself, or by adding spiritual jade to the spiritual furnace.

The former is more expensive, after all, it is significantly safer to repair it by yourself or take customers to escape if it breaks down.

Chen Yanjun walked up to the chariot and sat down cross-legged.

The chariot bearer sat at the spiritual furnace at the back of the chariot, exerted spiritual power, and injected it into the spiritual furnace, emitting a faint blue light.

It's an amazing feeling to sit on a chariot.

So much so that Chen Yanjun wanted to read some medical books when he was sitting on the flying chariot, but as a result, he patronized the scenery along the way.

"Guozijian has just started classes, and right now, the genius is just bright, and the son is dignified, either rich or expensive, I didn't expect it to be so studious."

At the beginning of the morning, it was nine o'clock in the morning, and now it is early at six o'clock, which is indeed early learning.

Chen Yanjun said humbly:

"Mortals have to work harder."

The old man smiled.

"I see Gongzi's instruments as extraordinary, and he is so studious, he must be in the product soon."

Although it was obviously polite, Chen Yanjun still said:

"I lend you good words."

In this way, the old man chatted with Chen Yanjun along the way.

It seems that small talk is the professional nature of the coachman.

He is well-informed and sensitive to trendy topics.

"I heard that on the day of the Cold Food Festival, there was a strange beast hurting people in Xianyang Gudu, and there was even a student of the Danlin Academy of Guozijian who died, but is it true?"

"It's true."

Chen Yanjun said in his heart, not only is it true, but I am also the party.

The old man sighed.

"I thought that the city protection array isolated these monsters in the outer city, and now the town prison department is busy."

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, the appearance of strange beasts in the mountains and seas in Chang'an City, just like the first case of the virus in Wuhan, is not a trivial matter.

But the people of Chang'an don't seem to be wary of this.

The time for small talk passed quickly.

In less than half a pillar of incense time, the flying chariot fell under the Zhengde Gate of the city outline.

The two of them got off and used the disciple card of the Guozijian to pass the security check of the prison guard, and entered the inner city to transfer to the spirit horse.

The manned spirit horse is not tall, but is short-bodied and long, which can sit on multiple people.

The husband turned into a groom, carrying Chen Yanjun and galloping on Suzaku Street.

Because of the curfew and flight ban in the inner city, the flow of people on Suzaku Street is much less than that in Nanxian Fang.

The architectural style of the neighborhood is also much more quaint, if it weren't for the fact that there were many flying horses running wild on the road, Chen Yanjun felt that he had really traveled to the Tang Dynasty.

Lingma soon arrived at the main workshop.

Chen Yanjun dismounted and said goodbye to the old man.

Wubenfang is close to the imperial city in the north, Chongyi Fang in the south, there is Caoqu through the south of the fang and the east of the fang, and the east is the famous Pingkang Fang - the holy land of the teaching workshop, the birthplace of Chen Yanjun's dead party Jiang Miao, since he was a child, he grew up listening to the sound of the warbler Yan language and the sound of Guozijian reading, no wonder he will become the gynecological saint of Guozijian when he grows up.

The area of a square in Chang'an City is very large.

In addition to the Guozijian, there were also many mansions of dignitaries and nobles in the historical Wubenfang.

However, in the Xianwu era, Guozijian expanded the seven courtyards, and all these mansions were relocated.

Right now, Guozijian has just opened the door.

There are few students in the workshop.

The layout of the Guozijian is similar to that of the university, because of the limited area of the Wubenfang, the building in the prison is particularly tall, almost level with the imperial city.

From this, we can see the status of Guozijian.

Guozijian is one of the few forces that has not been touched by Gonggong Qiu or Jing Zhaoyin.

However, Guozijian almost didn't listen to the emperor, only money, and the royal family had a lot of money.

In addition, there are many strong people in the prison, and no one can offend the wine lord, so that the Guozijian can be independent so far, maintaining the status of the highest ivory tower in the Xianwu Datang.

However, the common phenomenon of Guozijian is: the teacher is very hanging, and the student is very vegetable.

Otherwise, Chen Yanjun would not have been able to enroll.

After entering the prison, Chen Yanjun did not look around curiously, but buried his head and walked quickly, and entered the library of Danlin Academy.

The library of Danlin Academy is very large, and the pharmacopoeia in it is as vast as a sea of smoke.

Traditional Chinese medicine, in fact, has a lot of metaphysical components, but in the Xianwu era, part of the metaphysics came true!

In the Pharmacopoeia Pavilion, except for a very small number of unconfirmed secret books and some forbidden techniques, the rest are open to the disciples of the Danlin Academy for free.

Only if you take away the loan, you need to pay a certain grade point and borrowing money.

Chen Yanjun thought that today was early enough.

As a result, there was actually a female doctor in a gray robe who came to the Pharmacopoeia Pavilion earlier and was flipping through the secret books and forbidden techniques in the corner.

When I passed by, I subconsciously saw that it was the only female doctor in Danlin Academy-

Talk about chastity.

Chen Yanjun hurriedly saluted:

"Talk about the Ph.D. early."

Dr. Tan spends most of his time studying pharmacopoeia and rarely participates in teaching, giving people the impression of being mysterious and low-key.

Now when I look at it in person, I find that it is a middle-aged woman with delicate facial features, elegant and intellectual, and a slightly holy atmosphere.

There are some crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, although he is not as beautiful as Mrs. Cui, but he has a holy aura that is knowledgeable and courteous.

At the same time, because he does not appear often, the dantian is introverted, and no one knows its specific cultivation, which gives people a very mysterious feeling.

Want to explore......

Tan Zhen lowered her head and flipped through the forbidden codex, but she didn't notice that someone was greeting her.

But in her spare eye, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a figure dressed in a white-clothed disciple's uniform.

It's weird.

Only then did he look up at the back of the white clothes in the distance.

"You're a new disciple?"