Changan.

In the evening.

Lu Bei put away the cloud head and slowly landed on the bank of the Qujiang Pond, unaware of the gods and ghosts.

At this time, it is the height of summer, the willows on both sides of the river are still around, and the water surface is sparkling.

The sunset will be reflected on the lake in Tallinn, pavilions, temples...... Draped in a thin layer of red veil, it adds a bit of grace and touching.

On the calm surface of the lake, there are occasionally a few small boats sailing on the water.

Suddenly, the poetry and prostitution of the scribes and prostitutes from afar, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, let the people flow on the side of the Qujiang Pond...... The woodcutter, who had just chopped firewood on his shoulders, slowed down.

The years are quiet, and time is slow.

However, all this has little to do with Lu Bei.

There is no rich daughter who fell into the lake and waited for him to save him.

As far as Lu Bei is concerned, the world he came to is a mythical plane, not a historical plane.

Lu Bei's expression was leisurely, and he was not in a hurry to march to the towering Chang'an City in the distance, just walking as a car.

He is like a traveler walking in time and space, on the bluestone paved road where human figures and light and shadow overlap.

In the eyes of outsiders, his face was cold, his eyes were dark, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his expression.

At this time, Lu Bei's heart was thinking about the magic power of 'Inside Your Sleeve'.

As he expected, the Qiankun in his sleeve was indeed a Dao Venerable-level divine power, and it was a rare space-like divine power.

The incarnation of the good corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian, the predecessors of the earth armor really treat him well.

If this magic power is small, ten years of immortality can be expected.

The words are true, but this great supernatural power, with his understanding, feels a little difficult.

Moreover, 10 years is still a long time.

He still has many, many things to do, to become a true immortal, to go to heaven...... There are also those enemies who keep jumping one by one, and they won't wait for him to grow up slowly.

I couldn't help but recall the meaningful words of the senior of Dijia when they were leaving, "Lu Xiaoyou, there is a inheritance of the Qiankun Great Immortal in the West Sea recently, you can go and see it." ”

Thinking of the name of this magical power he learned, Lu Bei couldn't help but feel a little more enlightened in his heart.

Before you know it, you have come to the outside of the city gate, and Lubei has no stagnation and has stepped into Chang'an City.

In the city, outside the Suiguo Mansion.

Lu Bei stood under the eaves of the porch, quietly waiting for the door to pass inside.

After a while, a hearty laugh came from within.

Yang Zhen, the prince of Suiguo, is in his forties, with a burly figure, a resolute face, wearing a wide-sleeved regular suit, and his tough bearing is more elegant.

Before the person walked out of the door, he just laughed loudly: "Mr. Lu is here, and our family has been thinking about you." ”

"Poor Dao is too little, I have seen Suiguo Gong. ”

Lu Bei smiled slightly, and made a joke, looking like a true immortal.

Sui Guogong's eyes were bright, and the young Taoist in front of him was wearing a cloud-patterned plain shirt, with a sword hanging from his waist, and his temperament was ethereal, and his expression was brilliant.

I didn't dare to underestimate it in my heart, and the smile on my face was a little more eager.

While the two were talking, they came to the house.

The guests and hosts are seated.

A servant served fragrant tea, and Lu Bei smiled and said, "Why don't you see Xi'er's child?"

"Early in the morning, Xiao'er and Yuan Daochang went to Ziyun Mountain," Yang Zhen said and glanced at the sky outside, and said with a smile: "This time, it should be back too." ”

He was talking.

In the court, two figures, one tall and one short, slowly came, it was Yuan Shoucheng and Yang Xi.

"Daoist Yuan, Mr. Lu is here. ”

Yang Zhen stood up, greeted with a smile, and when he saw Yang Xi on the side, he deliberately said with a straight face: "Xi'er, don't come to see your teacher yet." ”

When Yuan Shoucheng saw Lu Bei, he stroked his beard under his chin and said with a faint smile: "Lu Daoyou, I don't want to see you for three years, but my Taoism has improved a lot." ”

On that day, when he was in Qiancheng County, he sensed the breath of Lubei with a golden immortal-level divine thought, as if he was facing a heavenly immortal.

But in fact, Lu Bei's immortal Taoism also fell in his eyes exactly as well.

I don't want just three years to pass, Lu Bei has already reached the top of the immortal realm.

Feeling so intuitively that Lu Bei Xiuwei entered the realm, Yuan Shoucheng sighed with emotion.

"Yuan Daoyou is not bad, it seems that the fourth line has already landed a little. ”

Lu Bei's eyes fell on Yuan Shoucheng and said with a smile.

Yuan Shoucheng smiled and snorted, as if he didn't want to mention more about his own cultivation, so he sat down.

Yang Xi also looked excited at this time and walked over to meet Lu Bei.

Lu Bei's eyes were warm, and he looked at this young man who was reincarnated from Jiuling Ginseng with a smile.

Three years have passed, Yang Xi's face is less immature and more tenacious.

Lu Bei said warmly: "It's been okay in the past few years, have you ever fallen behind in your boxing and marksmanship for the teacher?"

Yang Xi first made a big salute, and answered them one by one with a small face, and Lu Bei nodded with a smile.

"Is the teacher here to stay here permanently?"

Yang Xi stood up, looked at Lu Bei motionlessly, and asked softly.

Lu Bei smiled and did not speak.

At this time, Yuan Shoucheng put down the tea cup that moistened his throat and asked suddenly, "Lu Daoyou seems to have some important things here?"

Although it was an inquiry, the tone was firm.

Lu Bei didn't feel strange, the Yuan Daoyou in front of him was a master of divination, and he muttered: "What Yuan Daoyou said is good......

"Two immortal elders, you talk here first, and I'll go and ask the next person to find an elegant courtyard for Mr. Lu. ”

Yang Zhen seemed to sense that Lu Bei and Yuan Shoucheng were about to talk about some immortal things, so they were busy saying goodbye.

Lu Bei didn't shirk either, just smiled and said, "It's hard work." ”

Yang Zhenlang smiled and strode away.

"It's extraordinary. ”

Lu Bei looked at Yang Zhen's departing back and said thoughtfully.

Although he is in a high position in the rich and red dust, his knowledge is clear and clear.

I knew that there was no need to listen to those fairy anecdotes, but I left under the pretext, which was different from those mortal people.

Listening to Lu Bei's words, Yuan Shoucheng's eyes were burning, his hand stroked the three strands of beard under his chin, and asked, "Lu Daoyou may be able to see his fate?"

"Luck is full of luck, and it stops at the prince. ”

Lu Bei smiled and said nothing more.

Once upon a time, he could also look at others as well. Back then, Zhong Li Erxian said that his luck was thin and his fortune was insufficient, and it was still yesterday.

Yuan Shoucheng retracted his expression and said, "Then Daoist friends are looking at your disciple?"

There is a faint meaning of comparison in the words.

Lu Bei glanced at it, and said with a light expression: "Yuan Daoyou, good means." ”

I saw that on Yang Xiling's platform, a large group of golden luck covered the qi of his life.

This luck is also the son of an ordinary prince.

But Lu Bei has such an innate treasure as the Kunlun Mirror, his eyes are like torches, and he can see at a glance that there is a very small snake in the sea of luck, wandering in the meantime.

The little snake is covered with golden scales, and the light is shining with a faint light.

Lu Bei glanced at it, and then stopped looking.

Yuan Shoucheng heard Lu Bei's words and smiled slightly.

The two of them talked a few more words, and then re-led the conversation to where Lu Beiyuan came from.

Lu Bei didn't hide it, holding a teacup and taking a sip of it, he lightly recounted his enmity with Emperor Dongyue and the fact that he was hunted down by Emperor Gou Chen.

As for some of the intersections with the Zhenyuan Great Immortal Good Corpse Incarnation Earth Armor, they didn't talk about it in detail.

Yuan Shoucheng's brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Lu Daoyou has offended the Six Emperors of Heavenly Court, I'm afraid things are a little tricky. ”

Seeing Lu Bei's disapproving expression, Yuan Shoucheng said: "Lu Xiaoyou doesn't know, although this Gou Chen, one of the six emperors of the Heavenly Court, is only a clay puppet...... But the forces behind it cannot be underestimated. Gou Chen was abolished by a Taiyi Golden Immortal, so he naturally didn't dare to go to that Taiyi Golden Immortal for trouble...... But to Lu Daoyou, it is not so polite, and it is impossible to say that there will be some disciples of the three generations who are kind to Gou Chen to find Daoyou. ”

"Therefore, I plan to buy a house in Chang'an City and bring the four girls of Shujian to live in Chang'an. ”

Lu Bei gently put down the teacup and looked at Yuan Shoucheng with an inquiring gaze.

He naturally knew what to do with the word "trouble", if some third-generation disciples were found by Gou Chen.

This generation served in the heavenly court, and was blessed by the heavenly book god list, and he couldn't be killed.

It's a headache to think about.

So, Lu Bei had to think of a way.

He doesn't have to worry much about his own safety, but he is worried about the four girls of the book and sword.

No, he takes the four girls with him wherever he goes.

Since the Qin and Han dynasties, Chang'an has been the humanitarian capital of the southern Ganbu Continent.

With the suppression of dragon qi, among the Three Realms, even some great supernatural powers did not dare to be presumptuous in Chang'an City.

"This is also a good strategy, Chang'an, as a humane place, is a good place to avoid disasters. However, at present, Kyushu has not yet been unified in the humane elite land of the Southern Ganbu Continent, and Chang'an City is afraid that it will not be able to suppress the Terran monks under the True Immortals. ”

Yuan Shoucheng thought about it for a while, and affirmed Lu Bei's idea.

If there is no accident, according to the original history, when Yuan Shoucheng was in the Tang Dynasty, he was forced by several powerful people, so he could only run to Chang'an City to avoid robbery.

Poor suppression of Terran monks below the True Immortal?

Hearing Yuan Shoucheng's words, Lu Bei's expression showed some doubts.

"Fellow Daoist, if the land of the Southern Ganbu Continent is unified, the dragon qi is at its peak, and the Great Luo Golden Immortal is in charge. Nature is from a high vantage point, overlooking all living beings...... In the national capital, don't say that the evil demons are outside, even our and other human race monks, up to the Great Luo Jin Immortal, down to the Earth Immortal, all of them must be suppressed and monitored. ”

Lu Bei probably understood the meaning of Yuan Shoucheng's words, the power of the ununified humane dragon qi was insufficient, so it was natural to give priority to suppressing those powerful people.

No wonder, he didn't feel any discomfort when he came to Chang'an City.

He is now refining qi and cultivating, immortal Taoism, and body refining and cultivating for the peak Taoism of heavenly immortals.

But there is no need to be suppressed by the dragon qi of Chang'an City.