There are also the royal family's own offerings in the Imperial City, and they are less affected and exert greater combat power through secret methods.

What's more, since the founding of the country, the Xuanyuan royal family has respected the Kunlun Sword Sect, so there are even fewer monks who will come to the imperial capital.

But this time, everyone felt that they had a valid reason -

They are all here to investigate the underworld mutations, and they are here to guard the world, and they all have full confidence, so even if they meet on the streets of the imperial city or in the inn after entering the city, they will not feel embarrassed.

The elders of all sects and sects naturally greeted each other:

"Old Ghost Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, didn't you say that you were closed, why did you come out again?"

"Zhao Lao Wu, why are you here? I've heard that you almost died, so it doesn't seem like the rumors are credible. ”

Only the younger faction followed behind their respective elders, and looked at the familiar faces on the other side, feeling as if they were back in Aoba Mountain Castle, and felt that this thought was very unlucky.

In the imperial city, two figures, one green and one red, appeared under the palace wall.

Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun also arrived.

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Chapter 47

The two of them flew over from Yongling City, and they weren't much faster than the others.

Yan Xun himself travels, relying on his companion magic python.

It travels faster than a normal magic weapon, and it automatically pathfinds, so you don't have to work on your own.

It's just that Yan Xun doesn't want to reveal his identity now, so naturally he won't take such a way of acting, and the magic skills he cultivates are not the "boundless demons" of the prison Shura, and he can't cross the two realms in an instant.

So the two walked together, and Chu Yiyang flew as fast as he could, and came to the imperial capital before sunset.

After arriving, the two first took a look at the scenery of the imperial capital on the mountain on the outskirts of Beijing.

It was not as gloomy as the mass grave outside Yongling City, but in the gap between day and night in the near evening, they did see the faint yin qi lingering in the imperial capital.

"The palace looks normal."

Chu Yiyang looked at the purple qi belonging to the Son of Heaven in the sky above the imperial city, which was very pure and did not mix any different colors.

Looking at the imperial tomb in the eastern suburbs again, the source of the dragon qi representing the number of imperial qi took on a faint dragon head shape under the qi observation spell of the two of them, and there was no problem.

His choice was originally to go straight to Huanglong, and after he came, he went directly to the imperial tomb in the eastern suburbs to investigate.

Now that the palace is heavily guarded, the royal offerings should all be in the palace, and the guards of the imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs will be much weaker, but before he wanted to leave, the system suddenly said: "Go to the palace first." ”

Chu Yiyang stood on the Cangshan Mountain shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, with his back to the thousands of pine waves, and Yan Xun was waiting for him beside him.

Hearing the system's words, he quietly returned his gaze to the direction of the palace and asked, "Why?" "What is there worth his visit first?

"Remember that glove you didn't see in Aoba Mountain Castle?"

The system asked, "I found another one in the palace."

After Chu Yiyang entered this world, took the lead, and found the glove with the information difference, the system entered its information into its own database, and now as soon as it came to the imperial capital, it immediately sensed that there was another matching one in the imperial city.

It was very clear that for Chu Yiyang, that heaven-level magic weapon was better than any magic weapon in his hand, even surpassing his natal golden bell hairpin.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that the other one of these gloves was actually in the imperial city, he immediately changed his plan.

"Let's go to the palace first." Chu Yiyang withdrew his gaze from the imperial city under the sunset, turned around to meet Yan Xun's gaze, and explained to him, "There is something I need in the palace, and I will go to the imperial mausoleum after I get it." ”

"Okay." Yan Xun didn't object, "You can do whatever you say." ”

Putting aside other problems, he was indeed a good companion, and the two of them were standing outside the palace walls at the moment.

From the news of the emperor's illness to the violent death of the noble concubine and the haunting of the imperial city, countless monks who came to the imperial capital actually wanted to go in and find out, just to save some face for the royal family in the human realm......

No, it's not so much to save face for the royal family, but to save face for Kunlun and Yaochi, so none of the monks who came to the city broke into the palace.

But who are Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun? One doesn't mind what means are used to achieve his goal, and the other is a demon cultivator who never cares about others. The rock-solid palace walls couldn't stop them, and the footsteps of the troops patrolling inside and the powerful aura connected to the royal family's worship and the big array in the city couldn't stop the two of them.

A gust of wind blew, and the lantern at the end of the palace wall was blown and swayed, and the two of them penetrated the palace wall and entered the imperial city.

In the brightly lit palace, even the heavy fat powder could not hide the haggard queen sitting on the chair, and the old man who was standing quietly behind her with his eyes hanging suddenly opened his eyes, and the deep sunken eyes suddenly burst into a falcon-like light.

The crown prince in the palace was busy replacing the exhausted mother and the noble guest sitting opposite, explaining the situation in the palace and the emperor's condition, and did not notice the reaction of the great offering behind the mother.

“…… There are changes in the imperial city every late at night, and the same is true of the news from the counties, and the worshippers and imperial doctors are helpless about the illness of their father, so they have to alarm Jianzun, and they also hope that Jianzun Haihan. ”

In the bright candlelight, the white dressed Beitang Hanye raised his eyes.

As soon as he saw the eyes of the youngest sword venerable in the north, Prince Xuan seemed to see the boundless falling snow on Kunlun Mountain, and as if he had looked into the eternal void.

"It doesn't matter." Beitang sat in the seat in the middle of the night and said slowly, "I'll wait for them tonight." ”

All the monks in the city would not have thought that when they thought that Kunlun would not come so soon, the Sword Venerable who should have been sitting on the top of Kunlun had already come to the palace.

Chu Yiyang naturally didn't find out about this, and after stepping into the palace with Yan Xun, he went towards the goal he was looking for.

The system marked the heaven-level glove, and the red dot representing the treasure flashed on the map of the palace, and the position changed randomly. But it's not the holder of the glove moving, it's the formation in the palace changing.

The heaven-level glove detected by the system obviously belonged to a royal family.

His qi was connected to the large array in the imperial city, so it would move with the change of the formation from moment to moment.

The palace is divided into thirty-three layers inside and out, which means that if a practitioner wants to assassinate the emperor, he needs to pass through thirty-three levels.

And each level will have a royal enshrinement guard, connecting their qi to the formation, so that no matter which direction the assassin breaks into the palace, he will only crash into the enshrinement responsible for guarding the level.

"We're lucky." Chu Yiyang looked at the red dot that flashed on the outermost second layer and changed its position, and said to the system, "As long as you break through the first layer, you can see the target, and after you get the gloves, you will immediately turn around and leave." ”

And since no matter which direction they go, they can encounter the royal offerings guarding the checkpoint, so they don't have to pick a route.

The straight line between the two points is the shortest, and you can go straight ahead.

Perhaps because they knew that the mortal army could not stop the immortal cultivators who broke into the palace, the two did not encounter a patrol team along the way, until a small courtyard with a closed door blocked the way, Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun stopped.

The small courtyard is secluded, standing outside, you can faintly hear the flow of the clear spring in the courtyard, and the bamboo flute is tactful.

Chu Yiyang stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and the scenery in the courtyard fell into his eyes, only to see a slender figure in a silver robe standing in the courtyard with his back to them.

The moonlight melted and fell on him, coating his long hair with a faint silver glow.

There are a few bushes of cultivated bamboo embroidered on his robe with green silk threads, and the spiritual power on his body does not fluctuate, and his cultivation is obviously similar to Chu Yiyang in the Yuanying realm.

He has a delicate temperament and a beautiful flute sound, but the most striking thing on his body is the white python that goes around his neck and coils around his right hand. The python looked as thick as a child's forearm, snow-white without a hint of variegation, and looked striking under the moon.

- It's just that anyone who has seen the black python next to Yan Xun, and then looks at anyone who plays with snakes, will also feel boring.

Chu Yiyang thought, crossed the threshold, and walked into the courtyard.

Yan Xun beside him was a little behind and walked in.

If the person behind him released his magic python, would there be no need to fight this battle at all?

As soon as Chu Yiyang had such a thought, he saw the person standing in the courtyard turn around, revealing a handsome face.

The white python in his hand spat out bright red letters, and Chu Yiyang paused when he saw its eyes.

Compared with Yan Xun's snake, why are the eyes of this snake half smaller?

Originally, when he saw outsiders breaking into the courtyard he was guarding, this handsome young man with a white python coiled on his body should be like a great enemy and ready for battle, but his reaction was not like this at all, and he even smiled at the two.

The flute stopped, he stood in the moonlight and raised his left hand, and another door at the back of the courtyard opened: "Two passed." ”

It's as simple as that? Chu Yiyang looked at him and confirmed: "Don't even fight?" ”

The young man said, "I can't beat it, and—" His gaze fell on Yan Xun, "There is no need to fight." ”

He saluted Yan Xun and said, "The people behind are all better than me, the city lord should be careful." ”

"Got it." Yan Xun nodded to him, and then motioned for Chu Yiyang to leave from here, and the young man stood in his courtyard for a long time, watching the two of them go out.

When he came outside, Chu Yiyang asked Yan Xun: "That's someone from the Demon Domain?" ”

Receiving an affirmative answer, Chu Yiyang said in his heart, the hand of the Demon Domain is really long enough, no wonder just now he said that he wanted to come to the palace first Yan Xun did not object, the same secret nails, there are probably a lot of buried in the imperial city.

Out of the courtyard to the second level, but it was a martial arts arena.

The moon was clear on the bluestone slab-paved ground, and in the middle of the field, a young man in a half-worn samurai robe was practicing his sword.

When Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun appeared, he didn't stop, and waited until he finished practicing the last style before putting away his sword and looking at the two.

His swordsmanship doesn't look like it belongs to any immortal sect, but it looks like a murderous sword practiced from the ranks, just to be neat and neat, without sparing any effort.

The young man's eyes were clear, with a heroic aura, and he did not show the slightest intention of expulsion to the two uninvited guests who appeared in the palace, but he also did not plan to let them go directly when he knew that he was invincible to these two people like the demon domain man who was ambushed in the palace before.

Chu Yiyang's gaze swept over his hand, but he didn't see the magic weapon he was looking for, thinking that he had hidden it in a storage bag.

After all, if you put the person down, you can find it in him.

The young man took the cloth towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "You really shouldn't have come here. After speaking, he threw the cloth that wiped his sweat back into the basin, pointed to the weapon rack on the side, and said, "Pick a weapon, and I can pass if I win." ”

Listening to his words, Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun both looked at both sides of the martial arts arena and saw different weapons placed on the weapon racks.

Here he is to follow his rules, a real gun and a real fight.

"Need help?" Yan Xun asked.

And Chu Yiyang had already taken a step forward and crossed him: "No, I'll come by myself." ”

He walked over to the armory rack, reached out and made a circle on it, then landed on one of the knives, and turned around with it.

The sword is a gentleman's sword, and the knife is a murder knife.

The handsome young man looked at the man in red who walked in front of him, carried his sword, and bowed to him: "Please." ”