Chapter 881: Qiongxiao Imperial Capital and Disciples of the Academy Palace

In the 48th year of the founding of the Great Qian Empire, the imperial capital was located on the White Emperor Mountain, which was built on the top of a whole mountain that stretched for thousands of miles, occupying a circle of 999 miles, with a total of 18 squares, 128 streets, and 990,000 buildings.

Imperial capital name: Qiongxiao.

"Qiong" is the meaning of beauty, beautiful jade, and Qionghua; "Xiao" means high sky, clouds, and clouds. It means "Ruilu condensation beads moisten Qiongpu, auspicious clouds shine in the jade sky, the king of the world rhymes billions of trillions, and the supreme eight directions in the world come to the court." ”

This imperial capital is not only a holy place for 200,000 miles of trillions of people in the middle earth of the Donghua Ming Domain, but also a competition platform for super sects, holy land caves, 10,000-year-old families, and hidden forces.

It doesn't matter if you are a hegemon, a powerful martial artist, or a Confucian scholar, a talented talent, or a resolute assassin, all of them are no different from ordinary people, here, you have to learn to keep a low profile, you have to lie down if you are a tiger, you have to coil if you are a dragon, because there are always people who are more powerful than you!

Xin Zhuo is taking Xiao Huang at the moment, standing at the "feet" of the imperial capital of Qiongxiao, looking up at the imperial capital.

He originally thought that the Great Zhou Andu and the holy city where the stone gambling was back then were already very domineering and luxurious, but compared with this imperial capital, it became a pitiful farmhouse, and he even gave birth to the sense of insignificance and inferiority when he first entered the imperial capital of the Great Zhou-

At the foot of the foot is a wide jade avenue that can accommodate nine carriages in parallel, and after crossing the nine wide moats, you can reach the nine-zhang high city wall made of gold and jade, which can be described as "majestic", surrounding the entire mountain range, and the end is not visible to the naked eye.

Between the nine moats, there are all patchwork and orderly annex cities, even a row of annex cities is comparable to the imperial capital of a small country.

At this moment, the attached city is overcrowded, and the place to go to the city gate is all kinds of noble carriages one after another.

This is still just outside the city, and then look at the inside of the city, the jade palaces with blue bricks and blue tiles are one after another, the first one is still in sight, and the deepest one seems to be in the sky.

In the mist, there are countless high-rise buildings that go straight to the sky, standing on the top floor of the pavilion, I am afraid that it really responds to the style of "dare not speak loudly, afraid of the people in the sky".

It makes people look at it from a distance, only to feel awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they don't know whether they are on earth or in heaven.

Such a huge and majestic city can be called a prone heaven and earth, sitting and looking at the sky, to describe it as a miracle, all underestimate it!

These are not the key, the key is in the sky dome directly above the imperial capital, and there is a huge layer of rolling golden thunderclouds, the dragon absorbs water generally, and it directly pours into the center of the imperial capital from top to bottom.

Xindra didn't even know what it was!

He subconsciously jumped out of the carriage that was congested by the traffic, looked at Princess Sanssouci, Feng Shuning, Tuoba Ling'er and others who were with him all the way after the decree was passed on, and asked, "How many years has this city been built?" How much manpower and material resources are spent? ”

Feng Shuning was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would ask about this in the first sentence when he arrived in the capital of the Great Qian, and thought that he would ...... He will ask His Majesty.

"In the first year of Emperor Lin, that is, forty-eight years ago, the construction began, and more than 9 million people participated in the construction, consuming hundreds of millions of gold trillions, silver trillions of silver, and countless Wuyun stones!"

Feng Shuning smiled, "It was just completed the year before last, and it took a total of forty-six years. ”

"Extravagant!" Xin Zhuo exhaled a breath of turbid air and asked again, "Do the emperors have saints?"

On the other side, Princess Sanssouci replied, "Of course!"

Sage!

Xin Zhuo's eyes were bright, he had seen the saint once, when he was in the holy city, the thirteen holy relics passed by, the colorful glow, the domineering and unparalleled, this was his ultimate pursuit over the years, maybe he would have the opportunity to see the saint in the Great Qiandi? Face-to-face and learn from experience?

At this time, the eight quasi-saint masters who were following and protecting around were gone, or there were too many people to see, Xin Zhuo said, "Let's go!"

A group of people abandoned the broken carriage and walked forward along the avenue, because Feng Shuning and the others were wearing special official robes, the crowded crowd and the carriages and horses subconsciously avoided it, but it was not difficult to walk, but it took a full hour and a half to rush to the huge east gate of the imperial capital "Chengshi Gate".

A neat long line of carriages and horses lined up in front, winding for miles, and two rows of tall and burly Great Janissaries were sternly ordered.

Xin Zhuo searched around carefully, and felt a trace of disappointment for no reason, this empress Nine Divine Decree summoned herself to come, and thought that there would be some big battle, not to mention the chariots of eight horses and nine horses, at least a large number of officials were waiting, right? As a result, there was no special treatment.

And the imaginary Ji Bixuan, the kid, came to the scene with a group of people, but he didn't appear.

It's a little too boring.

Feng Shuning seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Brother Xin, don't you ask Your Majesty?"

Xin Zhuo was surprised: "It's not too late to ask, right?"

Feng Shuning said: "It's not too late! But I'm not afraid to tell Brother Xin frankly that although His Majesty issued nine holy decrees in a row to let you hurry as soon as possible, he didn't mention how to arrange for you, whether he wanted to see you or not! ”

Xin Zhuo frowned: "Then what's the point of letting me come?"

Princess Sanssouci smiled: "This is also what we are curious about, Miss Feng's sentence just now, 'Brother Xin doesn't ask Your Majesty' is also Your Majesty's will, Your Majesty asked us to ask you this!"

Xin Zhuo said: "It's a little winding, and then what?"

"No, that's all!" Tuoba Ling'er's face was very cold.

Xin Zhuo stopped talking and let himself come, naturally there was a purpose, and he didn't bother to ask.

Feng Shuning handed over the token at this time, and the attitude of the leader of the Praetorian Guards guarding the city was very respectful, and he rudely blasted away the convoy queuing up to enter the city, and asked a group of people to enter first.

As soon as I entered the city gate, the atmosphere of luxury and atmosphere came to my face.

The street is very spacious, the surrounding pavilions, shops are not exquisite, even the pedestrians on the street are also well-dressed, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find, among them there are not only high-ranking officials and nobles, martial artists with profound cultivation but also ordinary people, in short, the three religions and nine streams are full of it, and it is extremely noisy.

After walking for more than ten miles, Xin Zhuo saw at least a dozen unique pavilion buildings, among which there were at least twenty Yuan Extreme Realm masters.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" can't describe the emergency of this imperial capital.

He couldn't help but start thinking about how to take the next "road" on his trip to the capital of the Great Qiandi Emperor, it is true that Da Luo Dayan and the Holy Land Dongtian will not be pursued and killed again, but don't just get out of Longtan and enter the tiger's den again.

Thinking about it, I have no clue at all, it still depends on the attitude of the empress.

At this moment, the passers-by in front suddenly gave way of their own way, and a three-horse carriage drove quickly surrounded by more than a dozen blue-robed officials, and stopped to the side.

An eight-bearded official arched his hand and said, "The lower officials have seen Feng Shilang, the county lord of Wuwu, and Tuoba Sima...... Honglu Siqing sent a subordinate official to pick up King Xin! ”

Xin Zhuo looked at this official in surprise, the title of "King Xin" was chic.

Feng Shuning and the three of them bowed their heads, glanced at Xin Zhuo, and did not say hello, their figures flickered, and disappeared at the end of the long street in the blink of an eye.

"King Xin!"

The bearded official made a gesture of please.

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, took Xiao Huang into the carriage, and before he sat down, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, grabbed Xiao Huang, his body was like water, he got out of the car window, and arrived on the side of the street in a flash.

This side just flew away.

"Boom-"

The carriage was torn apart at once, the three horses were pulp, the wheels of the carriage rolled to one side, and a large pit appeared in the ground, and dust was flying.

A group of Honglu Temple officials swept away in embarrassment, and couldn't help but show anger: "Who is it?"

"Lao Tzu!"

In the middle of the air in front, a brocade-clothed, long-faced boy sat on the Lingbao fan, with seven angry faces and eight unhappy.

The pedestrians around stood solemnly on both sides and watched, their faces solemn.

Among a group of Honglu Temple officials, the eight-bearded official led by him took a deep breath and said, "It turned out to be Su Huaiqing's son from the Yanxia School Palace!"

Xin Zhuo looked at this person silently, Yuanji Qilin, it should be the origin power of the heaven-level very vegetable, but he doesn't know it, he is sure that he has never dealt with it, what does this person mean?

"That's right!" The boy who was sitting on the fan in the middle of the air looked at Xin Zhuo and sneered: "If you don't change your name or change your surname, it's me Su Huaiqing!"

(End of chapter)