Chang'an City.

This city is a thousand-year-old capital and one of the transit points connecting the Western Regions.

The railway terminates here, where goods from the south and other places converge, and then transported by cars, horses, and manpower to the Western Regions.

The railways are guarded by special troops and a special system of railway catchers.

Today, in front of the railway yamen.

"Postponement? Why the delay? Is the railroad broken? ”

"I'm going to ship the goods to Zhengzhou, but I have to deduct money a few days later, and it will be opened to traffic in about a few days?"

"It will be opened to traffic in two days, and there is nothing else to say, and if you say a few more words, no one will be allowed to use the railway in the future."

In front of the railway yamen, a group of businessmen talked about it, and after the railway official said this sentence with a cold face, everyone was immediately silent and did not dare to say a few more words.

The railway is the road to fortune, the goods can move in large quantities, the capital flows back quickly, and the business of the merchants has increased more than ten times.

In the past, it was considered a big store to feed dozens of workers, but now no two or three hundred people are embarrassed to go out, and some big businesses even have tens of thousands of people. If you don't let them use the railway, it's going to kill you.

The group had no choice but to leave.

When they left, they found that there were many more officers and soldiers nearby.

Martial law also began in the city, and the workshops that produced fireworks were strictly controlled, as were knives.

Even the streets of Chang'an City have become cleaner.

"What's going on? Could it be that the emperor came to inspect again? The merchants were amazed.

"It is estimated that I heard that there are people at several stations who are gradually investigating, and villages along the road have also received similar orders."

Everyone didn't expect that it was Xu Xuan who came out of the mountain, after all, this kind of thing was too ethereal for them.

However, judging from the current security situation, this is emperor-level security.

After all, when ordinary high-ranking officials take office, they only need to arrest and protect the garrison in the city, and it is impossible for all localities to unite, which requires the use of a complete system.

"Don't touch this moldy head, and tell the people below not to offend the nobles."

The news spread quickly, and it didn't take long for the whole city to know.

For a time, the entire Chang'an City was very safe.

The train stopped at the station and remained motionless, and these days it ushered in people from all sides to investigate, the defenders in the city, the fast arrest, the brocade guards, and finally handed over to the disciples of the White Emperor Sect to accept and guard.

It's impossible to buy a joint and then plant a bomb to assassinate it.

Emperor-level security requires multiple inspections and verifications by all parties, and if you miss a link, you will be held accountable, and you have to start from scratch, and there will be almost no such extreme situations.

The carriage descended from Zhongnan Mountain and headed all the way to Chang'an.

Take a special train and go to distant Zhongjing.

The train is luxuriously and elegantly decorated inside, with a faint fragrance.

Xu Xuan held a transparent glass bottle, and inside the bottle was the Philosopher's Stone, which was a red powder, called Red Xuan Sand in the Mirror Realm, which was originally sold to the outside world, but later Xu Xuan felt that it was a more core technology, so he didn't sell it, after all, butterfly larvae and Mithril refining needed this thing to catalyze.

"The news is being transmitted to Yuezhou through the flying pigeons, and we have passed, and the ship is almost ready."

"What kind of ship is a ship? Is there an ironclad ship? ”

"No, the small experiment was successful, and there are still many problems to break through if you want to scale up."

"Okay." Xu Xuan withdrew the powder and closed his eyes to rest.

A rare time to cultivate immortals, he was not in a hurry to cultivate along the way, but to look at the scenery on the road.

The land of China is changing with each passing day.

Xu Xuan is very satisfied with this, he has traveled for more than 70 years, and after more than 50 years of struggle, he has not only cultivated to improve, but also lived up to the country and the nation in the identity of a traverser.

The train did not go to Zhongjing, but to transit through Zhengzhou, and then to Yuezhou.

Guangdong, port.

A huge wooden ship docked in the harbor, and the people next to the harbor watched one after another, and from time to time they let out exclamations.

The main rail pole of the ship is seventy meters high, seventy meters long, seventeen meters wide, four decks, and forty-eight cannons, which is not the maximum load.

Not only others, but even Xu Xuan, who saw this ship for the first time, couldn't help but be amazed.

Ships larger than this have all been seen, but this is the first time I've seen a wooden boat, with a dragon's head at the bow.

"This is Dachang's most powerful Tianzi No. 1 battleship, and its name is Shenzhou. It can carry up to 1,200 people and 110 cannons. Li Changsheng introduced Xu Xuan.

"It should be expensive, right?"

"The cost should add up to 1.6 million, and more than 2,000 trees were cut down."

Everyone chatted as they boarded the boat.

For long-distance navigation, it will definitely not bring so many cannons, and the number of people is only six hundred, to ensure the basic navigation of the ship, and the remaining load is used to load fresh water, vegetables, canned food, etc.

"Dachang East China Sea Bibo Hou Zheng Sen to meet the Heavenly Master!" On the boat, a middle-aged man in white armor stepped forward to pay a visit, this time under his personal command.

"Zheng Sen? Yes, it looks good. Xu Xuan glanced at this person.

"The Heavenly Master is overrated."

Set sail!

The big ship goes to the blue sea.

Xu Xuan looked at the gradually disappearing land, and his heart was incomprehensible, leaving the land for the time being, and in front of him was the mysterious Americas, the ancient civilization that seemed to have something to do with China.

If you look closely, the path of cultivation should have appeared in the Central Plains at the earliest, and other places were more or less influenced by China, such as alchemy in the West, and corpse expulsion in the south and Lingnan.

The same should be true on the American side.

The ultimate source may come from the ancient phoenix.

This kind of phoenix may be an innate deity, or a divine beast that has broken through the boundary.

Anyway, when it died, its flesh and blood brought aura, which promoted the cultivation of this realm, and people began to fight the reckless beasts and establish a great human civilization.

You are about to get in touch with the world's oldest secrets.

This is something that cannot be felt in other worlds, and this is a world that you have to yourself.

As a Qi cultivator, he could mobilize countless resources, hundreds of millions of people worshipped him, and countless people Jie Gan drove for himself.

It's impossible to change to another world.

The ships were supplied in Luzon, and the king of Luzon was the twelfth son of Xu Yong.

It is also a military base in Changguo, and countless ships of cheap grain depart every year.

"Ministers and nephews see Heavenly Master!" Xu Dechong, the king of Luzon, greeted him at the port with hundreds of civil and military officials.

Seeing the young face in his memory of his youth slowly walking off the deck, the king of Luzon trembled in his heart, and his inner fear was greater than closeness, and there was a faint jealousy.

Why? Why was he immortal? And he can only watch his life go by out of thin air.

"There is a banquet in the palace, can the Heavenly Master appreciate the light?" The King of Luzon asked respectfully, hiding his emotions.

Emotions are one thing, the necessary respect should be there, otherwise you will not be able to protect your throne, you don't need any reason, as long as the Heavenly Master says a word, this person can't be king Luzon, and he will immediately fall to the dust.

"Don't bother, let's go when supplies are finished."

Xu Xuan doesn't care about this person's thoughts, this is also human nature, except for those who are particularly intimate, everyone else basically has this kind of thought.

Just a title can kill flesh and blood, not to mention the eternal pursuit of human beings - immortality.

Not to mention this nephew, even his younger brother Xu Yong, who has a tacit understanding with him, has never thought about the so-called immortality in the twilight of his life.

All in all, Xu Xuan didn't pay attention to it and didn't care, of course, if he did it, he would have to face Thunderball.

This is something that must be endured for exclusive immortality.

The ship set off again, and the king of Luzon saw his uncle leave, and he didn't know what to think in his heart.

The warship sailed smoothly on the sea, and Zheng Sen had rich sailing experience and could accurately avoid wind and waves.

In the cabin, a pile of silver ingots and mercury is placed in front of the table, and then the pottery fan is taken out, the silver is refined with real fire, and then mixed with mercury and poured into the pottery fan, sprinkled with the sage's stone powder, and then crushed with real fire.

For a long time, the pieces were made of Mithril metal like fish scales and holes in them.

I probably made up two pieces of armor.

The next day, Xu Xuan came to the top deck and handed over the two bags to Li Changsheng and Zheng Sen.

"What is this?" The two opened the bag, revealing a pile of shiny nail plates.

"Mithril armor, invulnerable, invulnerable."

The two are quite fond of each other.

Xu Xuan stood at the edge of the deck, looking at the vast sea, and the two stood beside him.

"I remember that near Luzon is Java?" Xu Xuan suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, in addition to Java, there are many small countries, we call it the Kuril Islands, there are many Europa barbarians entrenched, and our next step is to conquer this place."

The battleship is getting closer and closer to the Americas.

North America, the region known to Europeans as New Rome, was inhabited by a large number of Britons, as well as a small number of people from other countries, united by the Holy See.

A banquet was being held in the castle, the nobles and the clergy were chatting merrily, and the Pope was a middle-aged man with great spirits, with an ambitious look in his eyes, very different from his previous decrepitness.

His subordinates reported to him: "Most of the Huaxia people have been killed by us, and the most important one is missing. ”

"The people in the court didn't force a confession?" The Pope said strangely, with the methods of these people, there is no forced confession, which is really a bit rare, and the methods of the Inquisition are known as even steel will soften.

"No, they are firm in their faith and swear to die. Didn't say it until death. ”

"It's a pity...... Pope put down his cup heavily, feeling bad in his heart, and scolded, "A group of scum who believe in the devil, if they catch the Orientals in the future, they don't need to be pressed, and they will directly kill and feed the dogs." ”

(End of chapter)