As soon as he left the gate, Zhihua saw an old man in a Taoist robe standing outside in the air, and opposite him was a young man with a long sword on his back.

Can fly?

How can a person fly!

Zhihua's mind involuntarily appeared in the terrifying big eye that he saw in the crater of the painting scroll space last night, and the feeling of headache hit his heart again, and the strange thing is that with the big eye emerging in his memory, Zhihua's body quietly added a mysterious power, and it operated on its own according to a specific route.

I'm like.... Can you fly too?

The ghost of the painting made the god take a step, and his feet really left the ground.

Fortunately, she only flew a little bit, and then fell back quickly, so no one but herself noticed it.

After discovering this, Zhihua's heart was pounding.

"What's going on?"

And at this time, after talking for a long time, the two people in the air finally couldn't help but move their hands. The man with the negative sword pulled out his long sword, pointed his index finger at the sky, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, condensing the same ten sword qi in the sky, and pointed at the old Dao in front of him. The old way was a wave of floating dust, drawing a yin and yang diagram in the air, and the person was carried by the sword qi and retreated into the distance.

"Hugh away!"

The man with the sword scolded angrily and chased after him.

"It's a fairy!"

"Come and see, there are immortals fighting!"

A group of people who are not afraid of death looked excitedly at the two people flying farther and farther away in the sky, Zhihua was also mixed in the crowd, looking at the two distant figures, Zhihua vaguely felt that the world seemed to be a little different.

The great changes in the world do not change for individuals.

In addition to those masters who are famous all over the world, all kinds of people who have obtained special inheritances like Zhihua have begun to become famous, from the first ten or so, to hundreds, and the number is still increasing. Half a month later, the number of strong people in the world who have reached the foundation building realm has increased several times, and the specific number of people is completely impossible to study, and there are signs of chaos everywhere.

Palace.

Huang Rang, a young official in charge of compiling the Daozang, put the ancient books in his hand back on the shelves.

"This should be the last one. ”

There are too many secrets hidden in this world, and the more you know, the more you feel small.

As a young Hanlin, Huang Rang's knowledge surpassed that of all his colleagues, and even his master, the head of the court, Gao Sheng, had been surpassed by him. Huang Rang, who is in his thirties, is definitely a newcomer in the officialdom, he topped the high school list in the imperial examination, stayed in Beijing directly, and as soon as he joined the company, he was the editor of the Hanlin Academy of Liupin, more than ten years have passed, Huang Rang is about to finish reading the books in the Royal Academy, and he doesn't know how much he has read.

His tutor is very optimistic about him, and even plans to train him to be his successor, that is to say, Huang Rang does not need to do anything else, he just needs to do it step by step, and when his tutor retires, he can enter the cabinet and become the youngest university scholar in the dynasty, and is expected to be the first assistant.

"If I didn't know this, maybe I would have followed the path pointed out by the teacher, but it's a pity that ......"

Hearing the hurried footsteps outside, Huang Rang tidied up his official uniform, pushed the door and walked out.

"Huang Bianxiu, there is a decree in the saint, let you enter the palace immediately. ”

An old eunuch walked out from behind the crowd and saluted Huang Rang.

"It turned out to be Ma Gonggong. ”

Huang Rang returned the salute, but did not accept the order, but set his eyes on the old man next to Ma Gonggong.

"Teacher. ”

"Huang Rang, what the hell are you doing!"

A white-bearded old man looked at Huang Rang who came out of the house, and he was distressed.

"I'm afraid the students will have to live up to the expectations of the teachers. ”

Huang Rang looked at this master who regarded him as his own with a calm face, and the scenes of the past passed through his mind.

"Are you going to be angry with the old man!!"

Seeing that Huang Rang did not repent at all, Shoufu's high-spirited beard trembled. If there is a problem with the successor who has spent so much effort to cultivate, this will not only affect his future life, but also affect his current status, the student has become a rebel, what will the Son of Heaven think? Especially at this sensitive time when the world has changed dramatically, the Son of Heaven has cultivated the Emperor's Extreme Heavenly Book, and he is the supreme master in the world, and under the influence of power, the Son of Heaven is even more domineering than when he was young.

Huang Rang took out a stone from his cuff, and if Zuo Meng was here, he would find that this stone was one of the seven stones that had been sealed at the end of his first era.

After so many epochs, the sealed stone has reappeared.

"Teacher, do you know? ”

Huang Rang said something inexplicable, and then the whole person took a step forward gently.

"Stop him!!"

The old eunuch was the first to react and gave an order to the forbidden army behind him.

"Don't keep your hands, life or death!"

Obviously, the old eunuch had received orders from above before he came.

"It's useless, mortals, how can you fight with immortals. ”

Huang Rang looked at the flying arrows with an indifferent face, his body was like ripples, twisted strangely twice, and then turned translucent like a water curtain. Thousands of arrows shot through, passing through the shadow left by Huang Rang, and shooting the small courtyard of the cabinet into a mess, and Huang Rang, who was originally standing at the door, disappeared out of thin air under everyone's noses.

"Search!"

The old eunuch waved his hand with a cold face.

Countless forbidden soldiers swarmed in and turned the courtyard upside down, but nothing was found.

"Damn it!"

The old eunuch scolded angrily, waved his sleeves and returned to the palace, and reported the situation to the Son of Heaven.

"Didn't catch it?"

Behind the curtain, when today's voice came out, it was impossible to guess his emotions.

"Minions are incompetent. ”

Ma Gonggong's head was completely attached to the ground, and he didn't dare to make any defense, but kept confessing.

"It's worthy of being the champion I hand-picked, and it's normal that you idiots can't catch it. ”

After the Son of Heaven said this, he was silent, and the old eunuch was prostrate below, and cold sweat flowed down instantly. When today's Son is not a benevolent saint, especially after cultivating the Emperor's Heavenly Book, the Son of Heaven is more domineering than before, and any disobedience is not allowed to exist, and the eunuchs and courtiers who were killed for offending Tianwei during this period have been no less than double digits.

"Let's go down. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The old eunuch breathed a long sigh of relief and hurriedly withdrew.

Behind the roller blinds, the Son of Heaven slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him, there was also a stone that was exactly the same as Huang Rang.

"Immortals?"

The Son of Heaven's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to think, so he spoke to the people outside for a while.

"Someone, tell me my will. ”

The chamberlain, who was guarding outside, walked in quickly and began to listen to the orders of the Son of Heaven.

"Hanlin edited Huang Rang, embezzled national treasures, colluded with foreign clans, and whoever captured this fang was promoted to three ranks, given a hereditary title, and ten thousand taels of gold. ”