The old horse has eaten and may have slept.

The pitch-black wilderness was silent, the insects in the grass were chaotic, the mountains in the distance were no longer visible, the weather was gloomy, and it seemed that Yi Heng was the only one left in the world.

The past of the previous life has passed in the mind, and the life and death of this life are also interpreted in an instant.

Everything is moving away.

At this time, he only felt that his soul had left his body, like the moment he suffered a car accident, looking at the body sitting cross-legged as if he was looking at a stranger, without thoughts and feelings.

Everything around him suddenly became blurred, including the sound of insects, the occasional snort of the old horse, and his own breathing.

When you touch the air around you, you can feel the lively atmosphere in the air, some rising, some falling, and some decomposing.

Everything felt so clear, he quickly caught a wisp of air that was decomposing, to feel its breath.

The desolate and fresh sense of contradiction, the chaotic and spiritual harmony, and the desire that surged up from the depths of his soul let Yi Heng know that this must be the aura.

But how to introduce Parkway?

Drag, pull, pull, please?

Yi Heng's consciousness could only be anxious, and the Taoist priest said, how can this lead it? Could it be that this aura still has thoughts?

So he could only think "come here, come here!" and there was nothing he could do. After a cup of tea, this wisp of aura slowly decomposed and slowly dissipated, but it just didn't come in the direction of him.

In desperation, he reached out and grabbed it.

The night suddenly surrounded him again, and the sound of insects beside him seemed to be much louder, and he was sitting cross-legged, his right hand already stretched out as if he wanted to grasp something.

This means that this cultivation has failed again.

But he had already felt the aura, where was he willing to enter the cultivation state again.

On this night, I could feel the aura slowly decomposing and dissipating several times, but I just couldn't get it closer to me.

There were also several times when I couldn't stop my heart, and I was always thinking about how to attract the aura, until the last time I was really tired and had a splitting headache, so I had to give up my cultivation and fall asleep on the ground.

The sky is still gloomy, and there may be a heavy rain at any time, but this does not stop the old horse from running happily, nor can it stop Yi Heng's excitement.

Although last night's cultivation did not introduce aura, I could clearly feel it.

In addition, the road ahead is flat, and at the end of the road, a large city rising from flat ground can be vaguely seen.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and the roads in all directions finally converged on this road to the royal capital.

There are farmers in a hurry, merchants with happy faces, soldiers in a hurry, and rich children who go out to play.

Yi Heng looked at all this, and there were no waves, when he was a thief and a beggar in the town before, he had long been indifferent to the world.

Maybe he has never been able to integrate into this world, or maybe he has been a human being in two lives, and he has already seen through the hot and cold world.

The pony carriage he was driving was not abrupt, but the slightly conspicuous thing was the pale red landlord's uniform he was wearing, but the scars on his face and the look of not approaching people made pedestrians on the road quickly look away.

It was getting closer and closer, and after a few miles, he could already see three big characters on the towering city wall, "Leaving the Royal Capital", and Yi Heng could already feel the desolation and pressure brought by this ancient city.

The carriage began to slow down as the crowd into the city began to crowd.

When I arrived at the bottom of the city, I found that the towering walls were all made of stones of the same size, and the adult-sized bluestone was pitted with pits, and it was no longer visible with time and blood.

Yi Heng, who didn't have time to sigh, drove a pony carriage and was hugged by the crowd towards the city gate.

The gates were not guarded by soldiers, and people were allowed to enter and exit, but the order of the royal capital was clearly not maintained.

The city gate, which is about ten zhang high, has two big characters "North Gate" deep on it, and the original color has long since turned brown, and the city gate with a width of eight or nine zhang is also slightly crowded in and out, but it is not messy.

When Yi Heng's carriage passed through the city gate hole five or six zhang thick, he looked up and saw a new scene in the city.

Pedestrians come and go, small shops full of all kinds of goods, and all bluestone coarse tile houses are distributed in an orderly manner in the inner city.

The noise of pedestrians and the shouts of merchants reached Yi Heng's ears, and then he stopped the carriage and hesitated at the intersection.

Although the wide streets are not crowded, Yi Heng doesn't know where to go?

"Keep moving forward!"

At this time, the voice of the Taoist priest sounded, although it was in the noisy street, but Yi Heng heard it clearly.

"Drive", with a slight flick of the reins, the old horse pulled straight ahead, and the wooden wheels rolled across the smooth bluestone road, and I don't know how many people have stepped on it.

The further he went, the more Yi Heng was surprised by the vastness of the royal capital.

Half an hour had passed, and the noisy street market was still as if it had just entered the city.

Another half an hour passed, and the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, and the houses on both sides gradually decreased.

After another incense stick, there are no houses on either side, and there is a smooth avenue four or five zhang wide in front of you.

At the end of the avenue is a bridge, and the secluded river flows slowly under the bridge, and I don't know how deep it is.

But there was a group of soldiers in bronze armor on the bridge to guard, at this time it was close to the unitary hour, but the soldiers were still in good spirits, the waist knife was across, the spear was upright, and the green spearhead was shining a little cold light in the setting sun.

Yi Heng hesitated.

"Keep moving!"

The Taoist priest's unquestioning voice came.

Yi Heng had to move forward slowly, but before he reached the bridge, the soldier's second spear stopped in the neat void, and the spears on both sides collided together, making a crisp sound, which frightened Yi Heng to stop by tightening the reins.

"Could it be that this Taoist priest wants to fight his way out?"

At this time, the door of the log cabin by the bridge opened, and a man in red armor walked out, only to see a general's helmet on his head, a black cloak on his shoulder, a knife in his left hand, a black face, big eyes, thick eyebrows, and a thick nose and beard.

"Who are you? ”

Before he could get closer, a rough voice rang out.

Yi Heng didn't know how to answer, so he turned around and looked at the Taoist priest through the curtain.

I saw the Taoist priest take out a wooden card, round and heavy, and put one hand out of the window.

Yi Heng couldn't see what was at this time.

Seeing this, the general hesitated, but still approached the carriage and picked up the wooden plaque from the Taoist priest's hand.

"Are you ... The general silently spat out the words that he saw the wooden plaque, and said nervously to the Taoist priest.

But before he finished speaking, he saw the Taoist priest wave his hand and hurriedly stopped.

"I must see the king of the departed. ”

The general respectfully put the wooden card back into the Taoist priest's hand, and the Taoist priest said after retracting his hand.

"Yes, please!"

After speaking, the general turned around and shouted to the soldiers on the left and right, "Release!"

The soldiers on the left and right immediately withdrew their spears.

Yi Heng drove the carriage towards the bridge again with doubts.

The water under the bridge was silent, and there were many weapons beside him, Yi Heng was afraid that something would happen, and the carriage began to move in a hurry.