Heavy snow ends.

The first day rises in the east.

Li Shidao mixed in the flow of people, entered the ancient city of Chang'an, and came to Zhuque Street.

Zhuque Street, wide up to 40 zhang, compared with Luoyang Tianjie is not inferior, Chang'an in addition to Zhuque Street, the most famous is located in the southeast and southwest of the imperial city and Liren City, each occupies two squares. There are four streets in each city, forming a cross-"well" shaped layout, dividing the entire city boundary into nine districts, each district facing the street on four sides, and shops of various industries are set up on the street. Within each district, there are still small lanes, which are convenient for internal passage.

The two cities are the most lively places in Chang'an City, and many restaurants are open all night, which is a prosperous resort in Chang'an City. Therefore, the consumption in these two cities is also the most expensive, and ordinary people simply cannot imagine the huge transactions in them, which is in stark contrast to the chaotic situation in the outside world.

The wind and snow have stopped, and the cold wind is already howling in the streets and alleys. The residents of Chang'an walked out of their homes, each clearing the snow in front of the door and sweeping it into the ditch next to it. Looking at it this way, the street is bustling.

Li Shidao walked slowly in the snow, and when his gaze swept to a corner, his pace stopped, and he turned around and walked towards the West Market.

In Chang'an, the north is the most lively at night, and the Qinglou gambling halls such as Shanglin Garden, Mingtangwo, Liufu Gambling Hall, and Xiaochun Yuan are all concentrated there. During the day, it pushes the east and west cities. When it comes to Lai cuisine, the Fuju Building, which is known as the "first floor of the West Market", is the best, and the table on the third floor to the east has a charming view of the Yuema Bridge and Yong'an Canal.

Li Shidao ate something in Fuju Building, then walked on the Prancing Horse Bridge and stood casually with his hands in his hands.

If this kind of action is done by ordinary people, it will definitely attract the attention of many people, but in Li Shidao, it is a different scene, the pedestrians who come and go continue to walk to the opposite side as if they didn't see him, and the diners who enjoy the scenery here also subconsciously ignore him, as if his whole person is integrated with the surroundings and has become an inseparable part.

"Childe, this is what you want. In the midst of the comings and goings, a brightly dressed person passed by Li Shidao's side and quietly stuffed a paper ball into Li Shidao's hand, followed by a sound that others could not hear.

Li Shidao said "um" lightly, pinched the paper ball, and the person walked away naturally.

Li Shidao turned around and left, came to a corner on the side of the street, opened the paper ball and looked at the contents carefully.

The battle of Luoyang Jingnian Monastery has come to an end, and like the original plot, Song Que was defeated by Ning Daoqi, left Luoyang, and set off to return to Lingnan, no longer interfering in the major events of the world.

The current person in charge of the Song family is Song Zhi, the second uncle of Li Shidao, and the troops are distributed in the generation with Bashu and Jiangdu, forming a line with Kou Zhong's young marshal army, with Luoyang as the boundary line, and Li Zhu into a north-south confrontation.

In addition, Song Jingang has arrived in Jiangdu, took Li Shidao's token to see Song Zhi, and with extraordinary military talent to help the Song family rapidly expand its power, the army has already Chen soldiers outside Luoyang, just waiting for the spring to bloom to attack Luoyang.

"I wasn't wrong. Li Shidao bowed his head slightly, and after reading some of the information about Chang'an that he wanted to know below, he shook his hand, and with a "poof" sound, the paper ball was shaken into powder by the force and scattered with the wind.

At night.

"This is the entrenched ...... of the Great Ming Zun Sect"

Li Shidao looked at the closed gate, felt a few breaths behind the door, raised his right hand slightly, pressed it in the air, and with a bang, the sturdy gate seemed to be hit by a huge force of ten thousand catties, cracking inch by inch, and the wood fragments poured into the yard with strong wind.

"Who ?!!?"

The loud noise instantly alarmed everyone inside.

In recent years, the power of the Great Ming Zun Sect outside the Saiwai has reached its peak, and the hard life can no longer meet their needs, when the Central Plains dispute has entered the final stage, and the dispute between the righteous path and the demon path is becoming more and more intense, the Great Venerable Xu Kaishan decided to take the opportunity to spread his own teachings into the Central Plains, and decided to cooperate with the Li family to expand the political influence of the Great Ming Zun Sect.

For this important event, Xu Kaishan changed his own teachings and personally led the masters of the sect to Chang'an, but he didn't want to fall from the sky today.

The comer was not good, and the masters of the Great Ming Zun Sect immediately went out.

When Xu Kaishan walked out, he saw Li Shidao Shi Ran, who was plainly dressed and had a shining demeanor, walking into the lobby, and the disciples and masters in the sect who stopped him had already lost their breath and fell to the ground, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart. In addition to being jealous of Li Shidao's unfathomable strength, it was also because he had already recognized who this young master was.

The news of the decisive battle of "Wuzun" has not yet spread all over the world because of the weather, and most of the martial arts people do not know this earth-shattering news. And the Daming Zunjiao, relying on its previous power and the convenience of being located in Chang'an, already knew the news, and also found out the identity of the other party - the youngest son of "Heavenly Sword" Song Que, and the coquettish son who had stirred up the world several times - Song Shidao.

"I don't know what I did wrong, but I actually provoked Song Gongzi to come to the door. If possible, please explain to Childe, and I will correct it. ”

As the leader of a sect, Xu Kaishan is definitely not stupid, the other party is even the "Wuzun" Bi Xuan can be killed, and then he is a peerless master who can easily kill the "Demon Shuai" Zhao Deyan, and he is also a vain master of the Great Ming Zun Sect together, at this moment, it is the wisest thing to lower your attitude.

"Hand over the "Wisdom Sutra of the Root of Ten Thousand Laws" and return to the outside of the Saiwai, I can spare your lives. Li Shidao said lightly.

"Song Gongzi said this, he doesn't plan to have a good relationship with my sect!"

Xu Kaishan is worthy of being a hero, and under the circumstance that Li Shidao made such a ridiculous proposal, he was still calm. In fact, he couldn't help but swallow his anger, the other party was a master who had killed the great grandmaster, even if he had a good attainment in the "Imperial Ten Thousand Laws Root Wisdom Sutra", he didn't think that he could lead the master in the sect to win the possible conflict, don't look at the hardness he said at this time, in fact, he has already retreated in his heart and thought about retreating.

Hearing Xu Kaishan's words, a hint of coldness flashed in Li Shidao's eyes, and then he smiled lightly, and shook his head under the condition that everyone changed color: "I have always been the same, if you can't meet my two conditions, you people don't need to live!"

Hearing Li Shidao's understatement of the rejection of the proposal for peaceful coexistence, Xu Kaishan's complexion finally changed, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he shouted that he had already shot with all his strength against the enemy in front of him.

"Do it, kill him!"

Knowing that the other party was a peerless master who killed the great master, and he was not the other party alone, when Xu Kaishan beckoned his subordinates to go up together, he did his best as soon as he made a move. A punch blasted out, and the air that condensed into substance was overwhelming, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify into a copper wall, crushing towards Li Shidao from all directions.

Harnessing the qi against the enemy, this is the magic of the "Wisdom Sutra of the Root of Ten Thousand Laws".

I had long expected that the other party would have such a move, Li Shidao snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and a wave of Xu Kaishan could not predict that Pei Ran vigorously burst the surrounding air wall, stretched out his right fist, and the surrounding disintegrating air flow was attracted and attached, accompanied by the fist that was smashed out, blasting forward, like a high-density air cannonball.

This punch hit Xu Kaishan's body, and it was different from the punch that defeated Bi Xuan, it contained several true qi with different attributes, and the strength was much stronger than at that time. Xu Kaishan's heart was awe-inspiring, his hands were divided, like the evolution of yin and yang, and the air in the entire hall condensed, like a steel plate, standing up in front of him, blocking Li Shidao's punch.

The perception of strength obviously cannot be compensated for by the magic of the exercises, not to mention that Li Shidao's kung fu mastery is even stronger than Xu Kaishan's "Imperial Ten Thousand Laws Root Wisdom Sutra". Under such circumstances, Xu Kaishan's defense was like tissue paper in front of Li Shidao, shattering in an instant.

- Bang!!

At the sound of the impact, Xu Kaishan's entire right arm hung down at a strange angle, and the whole person flew upside down to the wall behind him like a cannonball, and the aftermath did not stop, rushing out of the lobby and flying into the dark courtyard.

"You're pretty cunning!"

Li Shidao smiled coldly, he didn't use all his strength with the punch just now, it was impossible to beat Xu Kaishan like that at once, it was obvious that Xu Kaishan wanted to escape with the force of the blow.

I saw his figure turn, flashing again and again like a ghost, and after a few sounds of "wave" and "wave", all the masters of the Great Ming Zun Sect in the hall were smashed into the heavenly spirit cover. Then, he swept up, and the milk swallow returned to the forest through the hall, chasing Xu Kaishan, who had escaped by taking advantage of the situation.

Xu Kaishan's speed was not as fast as Li Shidao's, and he was easily caught up, and he became more and more unbearable with his arms, and he was taken down in a few moves.

And this is the reason why Li Shidao wants to get the secret kung fu "Imperial Ten Thousand Laws Root Wisdom Sutra" of the Great Ming Zun Sect and his subordinates are merciful, otherwise he would have gone to see the gods he believed in.

But all heroes will never give up the opportunity to live, which is called "being able to bend and stretch", and Xu Kaishan is no exception, directly taking out his personal collection of "The Wisdom Sutra of the Root of Ten Thousand Laws" and trading with Li Shidao.

"I will follow what Gongzi said, bring all the people of the Great Ming Zun Sect back to Saiwai, and never touch the Central Plains in my lifetime!" Xu Kaishan said earnestly while handing over the "Wisdom Sutra of the Root of Ten Thousand Laws" to Li Shidao.

"I hope you keep your promise!"

Li Shidao glanced at him, took the "Imperial Ten Thousand Laws Root Wisdom Sutra", which he knew was a precious item just by looking at the material, turned around and left, without hesitation.

For him, Xu Kaishan still has the value of living, after all, only when he knows that his powerful people lead the forces of the Great Ming Zun Sect, he will not dare to invade the Central Plains casually. If Xu Kaishan is killed, it is certainly refreshing now, but the sect led by the newcomer will definitely cause a lot of trouble to the world......

As for Xu Kaishan, if he regrets not keeping his promise, it means that he does not cherish his life and is looking for a dead end.