The middle-aged man didn't raise his head, his palms had been raised, but he was still squatting in front of Guo Xiaojiu. After a long time, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids and glanced in Feng Yuanyi's direction: "It's down." ”

He reached out and stroked the goatee on his chin, got up with his hands on his knees, and straightened his back.

Between heaven and earth, because of the free rise, it regained its brilliance and was no longer bleak. There is no glow running through the heavens and the earth, but he is still radiant.

Because he is at ease, at ease and at ease, he is the first person in Confucianism today.

A few years ago, he may have been extremely famous in the rivers and lakes, but since he debated the law in the Shushan Sword Sect, he has never appeared in the rivers and lakes.

In his early years, he was a down-and-out scholar, and later he was a scholar who integrated the teachings of the three religions, and then he was named the first person in Confucianism by the world's scholars, and he was also the first person in Confucianism after Du Shusheng.

Feng Yuanyi was a little unpredictable about the freedom that suddenly appeared under the imperial city today, a long time ago, he had fought with Zizi three times, and each time, Zizi was defeated by Feng Yuanyi.

But the young man who appeared today, Feng Yuanyi almost couldn't recognize it, he frowned, and had a question in his heart, he had just withdrawn the scimitar's hand, and he was ready to unsheath it again: "You broke through the realm?"

On his comfortable face, there was a bit of sarcasm, he reached out and scratched the back of his head, his face showed some elusive taste, he stretched his waist: "I have no boundary, why do I need to break the realm?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Feng Yuanyi's face became more and more solemn, the breaking realm was from the realm of entering the sainthood to the realm of creation, and it was the realm of creation of heaven and earth.

Feng Yuanyi has stood at the peak of the Holy Realm for decades, he has always been far away from the creation of heaven and earth, separated by a line, and after a line, how powerful can he be, Feng Yuanyi didn't dare to think about it, but after a cursory thought, he felt that it was very big.

Since he is perfunctory, the one standing in front of Feng Yuanyi today is a Confucian in the realm of creation.

He was a little puzzled, still staring at his cheeks.

"I shouldn't have any flowers on my face. Zizi smiled and reached out to support his cheek: "It's a pity that you have no chance to break through the realm in this life, I know the reason for this, you just don't want to believe it." ”

Feng Yuanyi sighed, didn't take the stubble at ease, his eyes fell on Guo Xiaojiu: "Then why did you come to the imperial capital today?"

"That's a good question, I was just about to ask you, why are you bullying my junior brother?" Zizi said, his eyes had already revealed a few wisps of doubt, and doubts rose, asking Feng Yuanyi and the person in the imperial city.

"Is he your junior brother?" Feng Yuanyi raised his hand and pointed at Guo Xiaojiu and asked.

Seeing Zizi nodding slightly, Feng Yuanyi seemed to feel that his luck was not very good today, so he shouldn't leave the imperial city.

sent away Du Shusheng's personal disciple, and another Confucianism was returned.

But after the next blink of an eye, Feng Yuanyi suddenly "chuckled" in his heart, the self-contained junior brother, in the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty, the person who can be called the junior brother at ease, I am afraid that there are only his disciples, is it, Guo Xiaojiu......

Thinking of this, Feng Yuanyi hurriedly glanced at Guo Xiaojiu carefully, and his breathing became rapid because of the congestion in his heart.

"You bullied my junior brother, I am here today to help him evaluate the theory. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and there was a strong breath, and as his palm was raised, he gently lifted the unconscious Guo Xiaojiu in mid-air and floated behind him.

"You can't enter the Imperial City. Feng Yuanyi was already about to draw his sword, and he stopped in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate.

"In the territory of Datang, do you have the final say? or does he have the final say?" said Zizi, raising his hand and pointing to the imperial city.

In the Imperial City, countless Divine Commanders had already tightly grasped the weapons in their hands and waited on the long corridor leading to Chengtianmen.

In this Tang Dynasty, of course, the Son of Heaven has the final say. Therefore, Feng Yuanyi did not answer, he quickly drew the knife, which was his answer.

No matter how the creation of heaven and earth was, it was still defeated at the hands of Feng Yuanyi back then, three times. Today, he Feng Yuanyi lost a game, isn't it a loss?

Besides, protecting the safety of His Majesty the Son of Heaven was originally something he Feng Yuanyi had to do.

"You can't enter the Imperial City. Feng Yuanyi's tone was a little heavier this time, and the scimitar had already been raised, pointing at Freedom.

Standing at the other end of the imperial city, he had already begun to walk towards him, his face showed some impatience, and he waved his hand lightly: "I don't want to kill you, dirty my hands, and it is also disrespectful to my predecessors." So, please get out of the way. ”

At this time, standing under the imperial city at ease, naturally there is no need to be polite to Feng Yuanyi.

Feng Yuanyi didn't move, he had already turned the qi in his body, ready to make a move: "I want to meet you after the breakthrough, but today, you didn't bring a knife?"

"Heh!" A few sneers came out of the corners of his mouth, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "After reasoning with those scholars back then, I found that no weapon is more reasonable than a fist." ”

Feng Yuanyi was still a little surprised, and he felt that he couldn't move, and he was still moving forward freely, and soon after, he would pass by his side.

There were already countless beads of sweat on his back, falling down. Unconsciously, he thought of the trick he had used against Guo Xiaojiu before, and he asked Guo Xiaojiu how he felt?

Zizi seemed to have played a joke with him, he was already standing in front of Feng Yuanyi, his eyes were a little ill-intentioned, he reached out and gently dusted off the non-existent dust on Feng Yuanyi's shoulder: "How does this feel?"

After thinking about it in his heart for a long time, Feng Yuanyi's internal qi machine can still operate, but it is difficult to operate according to his heart, as if a big hand is pinching the pulse of the qi machine in his body.

"It's unpleasant. This is Feng Yuanyi's answer.

"Okay!" Zizi replied quickly, he didn't look at Feng Yuanyi again, his eyes looked at the long corridor inside the Vermilion Bird Gate, he looked at the imperial city and waited: "I just want to talk to today, you don't need to welcome me so much." ”

One by one, the Shence army tightened the weapons in their hands, which was naturally not a welcome to freedom.

"And you, I don't go out of the city, you stay here all the time, if you dare to disobey, then the one in the imperial city, I don't mind doing something, anyway, Datang has him and doesn't have him, there is no difference at all now." Zizi turned around again and added a word to Feng Yuanyi, only then did he relax and continue to walk towards the imperial city.

It was already night, and the sky was gray, and only the little gloss scattered along the long corridor of Ang could be seen, which was the cold glow of the horizontal knives and spears in the moonlight.

Standing freely in the imperial city, inside the Suzaku Gate, he raised his sleeves and fluttered, and the sky and earth changed color: "I want to talk to you." ”

The voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, resounding in the imperial city, passing through the Taiji Hall, and finally reaching his ears.

The entire Imperial City was shocked, and there were already more people, more Divine Army, from all over the Imperial City, to both sides of the Ang Long Corridor.

From the corridor to the Chengtian Gate, there are countless crowds of people, and there are also countless weapons fighting.

Someone wants to break into the imperial city, the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty. This is something that has never happened since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

"I'm also judging with you!" another sound resounded throughout the Imperial City.

No one dared to answer his words, because even the greatest reliance in the imperial city, the great eunuch Feng Yuanyi, did not stop him, and it was even more impossible to rely on them alone in this long corridor.

This is not a battlefield, and there is no horse Pingchuan that can allow them to freely set their way, so they can only squeeze into a ball and guard outside the Chengtian Gate.

Freely want to go, between heaven and earth, few people should be able to stop him, he waved his sleeves, and there was a glow floating in the night, from the Vermilion Bird Gate, to the Chengtian Gate.

The middle-aged scholar walked on the long bridge erected by the glow, he walked not fast, but he was very chic, his hands were behind his back, he wanted to enter the Taiji Palace, and the biggest man in the world, reasoned.

Guo Xiaojiu, who was in a coma, still moved forward slowly with ease, floating behind him.

Except for him, no one could go on the covered bridge, so he could only squeeze into a ball, and he watched himself and walked into the Chengtian Gate.

A burst of coughing began to resound from the Taiji Palace, in the imperial city, no one is not familiar with the owner of this sound, but today, no one can relieve the worries of the Son of Heaven.