(This chapter, I have feelings, let's just take a look!)

Chen Sanlang and Ye Rongtong got off the carriage, looked up, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a solemn city, the wall skin was red and purple, showing a majestic momentum, which was the origin of the "Forbidden City".

There is a moat on the edge of the city, which is very wide and deep. As with the inner city, there is only one south gate. However, the portal was apparently much smaller than the gates of the inner city, and could only accommodate two people side by side.

The hour had not yet come, and the red-lacquered bronze door was closed at this moment.

As the carriages transporting the tributes continued to arrive, the tributes got off one after another, stood in the designated area, bowed their hands and bowed their heads, and did not dare to make a noise.

If the atmosphere of the inner city is rigorous, then the Forbidden City is solemn, and there seems to be an invisible majesty in the air, suppressing everything that comes here at all times.

The Forbidden City, where the royal court is located, where the holy abode, and the dragon qi of heaven and earth are entrenched and gathered, this is not an ethereal rumor—at least in this time and space, it does exist.

Chen Sanlang has a keen sense of touch, and he felt it as soon as he got off the carriage.

In the world of Mud Pill Palace, the "Haoran Silk Book" that was recondensed not long ago clearly felt the inexplicable pressure, and it was heavy, as if a mountain was floating in the void to suppress it.

This is......

Chen Sanlang's heart froze, and he quickly woke up and coped, closed his eyes and meditated.

The pressure is intangible and qualitative, it is not obvious at the beginning, and it slowly penetrates, but when the ancient book appears, a lot of pressure seems to have found the target object, and it suddenly intensifies.

At this time, Chen Sanlang could clearly "see" that the body of pressure was a trace of luster yellow. Subtle but full of weight, there are also some mystical changes.

These breaths are......

The breath conveys the grandeur and majesty. Overweening. After they appeared, they quickly wrapped themselves around the "Haoran Silk Book". Tie it up.

The ancient book felt some kind of crisis, and the characters on the pages were sudden, and they burst into brilliance, resisting the invasion and suppression of the golden breath, and the two were inseparable.

This change was what Chen Sanlang expected, he didn't expect to come to the Forbidden City. This is still outside the Forbidden City, if you enter, wouldn't it be even more serious?

For those unexpected golden breath, I guessed a clue. It should be the so-called "dragon energy". It was unexpected that Long Qi had such a sensitive hostility towards "Haoran Silk Book".

After being caught off guard, I slowly calmed down, carefully considered, slowly sorted out my thoughts, and had some ideas.

"Haoran Silk Book", take the road of fame, and at the same time have a different foundation, the picture is not small. To some extent, there is a conflict with the current mainstream dragon qi. As the saying goes, "one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers", let alone "two dragons"?

So, instinctively. The dragon qi of the Xia Yu Dynasty sensed that there was a heretical root violation, and felt that the majesty had been provoked, so it was strange that he didn't come to crusade angrily?

Fortunately, the foundation of "Haoran Silk Book" is still shallow. The climate has not yet become a climate, and it is in the midst of a mishap. The degree of culling of the dynasty's dragon qi has been greatly reduced. Otherwise, what is gathered at this moment is not as simple as a trace of breath, and it is not strange to directly pounce on a dragon shape.

Think of that scenario. Chen Sanlang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although the Xia Yu Dynasty began to wither, it still controlled the Sheji artifact, the dragon qi was formed, and Chen Sanlang couldn't resist it at all, and it was estimated that he would be crushed in one face. It's not that you will definitely die, but as long as you are suppressed and branded, you won't be able to turn over.

Now that a lot of golden aura surrounds and entangles the ancient books, even if it is not suppressed and culled, it is much milder, and it is more appropriate to say "erosion".

But I saw a trace of breath constantly trying to pour it into the ancient book, to coat it with a layer of gold, and assimilate all the black and white characters.

Chen Sanlang understood what the consequences of assimilation would be, and he was very unwilling.

"Haoran Silk Book" is also with an unwilling will, through the brilliance of the characters to form protection, constantly crushing the golden breath and blocking the outside.

After repeated failures, the golden breath felt displeased and became irritable. It was as if the king wanted his ministers to die, but the courtiers were disobedient and dared to fight.

This is called "inverse!"

It's not rebellious!

More and more golden aura poured from the Forbidden City, like a trickle of water converging into a river, rushing into Chen Sanlang's Mud Pill Palace world.

Due to the rich atmosphere, it is thick into a clump and gradually evolves into certain shapes. Not in the form of a dragon, but in human form.

A tall, burly armored figure holding a halberd.

But this image is not fully formed, it is only a prototype, with blurred facial features and a rough physique. However, it is such an image, when it is synthesized, it seems to have the domineering majesty of holding the world, and with a gesture, Chen Sanlang's Mud Pill Palace world shook for a while, and it seemed that it would crumble and break at any time.

Such as Swayne, it is simply appalling.

Chen Sanlang's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart beat so fast.

This is due to the negative effects of severe mental shock and repression.

Simply unable to defend against ......

Chen Sanlang felt hopeless.

The last time he faced the captivity of the Zhengyang Daoist, he could be said to be prepared for the battle, but he still fell into a bitter battle because of the difference in cultivation strength between them, and it can be said that he died in nine deaths. And the current erosion and suppression of the dynasty's dragon qi is like unarmed ordinary people facing the armor that represents the coercion of the imperial court, and there is no way at all. The more they struggle, the more oppressed they become, and in the end they can only be killed, and they can't even escape.

The world is so big, if it is not the king's land, where to escape?

"It's not a way to go on like this......"

You must know that this is only outside the Forbidden City, and the dragon qi that has been attracted is less than one ten-thousandth, even if you grit your teeth and carry this pass, you can enter the door and go to the hall.

"The heroes of the world are all in my place!"

Such a sentence suddenly jumped out of my heart, and I finally deeply understood the meaning.

The mind turned, and the "Haoran Silk Book" received the instruction, and suddenly closed the pages of the book very spiritually, and it became one.

Swish!

The golden breath instinctively sensed the compromise of the ancient book, and gave up the useless struggle, and at the moment the image of the armor was scattered, and the silk book was quickly wound all over, tightly, and it looked golden, as if it had plated the book with a layer of gold, and it was brilliant.

However, Chen Sanlang clearly realized that this "gilding" was more appropriate to be a prison, and the content of the book was truly trapped.

The silk book became a golden book, and the spirituality of freedom was lost.

The assimilation was successful, the golden aura was no longer hostile, and began to dissipate like a tide, and the mud pill palace slowly returned to calm.

Chen Sanlang's face was pale, and cold sweat the size of a soybean rolled down his forehead.

This scene fell in Ye Rongtong's eyes, and he felt relieved that he was not there: no matter how Chen Sanlang got home, after all, he was just a test child who had just passed the year of the crown. Now that he has come to the outside of the Forbidden City, he is about to participate in the palace examination, if he is still light and light, as if nothing happened, it will be too demonic.

The reverence of imperial power is the norm.

With a babbling sound, the bronze gate of the Forbidden City slowly opened.

The hour has come for the temple to be named. (To be continued!)