Chapter 7 First Arrival in the Imperial Capital (Friends who like it can collect it)

The next morning, the two parted ways and agreed to meet in the southern capital of the imperial city. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Watching Lan Ling leave with a smile, Ling Hao shook his head, this person seems to be sixty or seventy years old, and he still has a childlike heart, but since yesterday he heard a piece of news of interest, and said secretly: "In half a month, this princess of the Qin Kingdom will hold a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and I will also go to see the excitement." ”

Since the two of them competed yesterday and it was night, Ling Hao was also disoriented for a while.

Kuan observed the surroundings for a moment, but he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, Ling Hao had to spread out his body and walk along the rugged mountain road, an hour later over two mountains, Ling Hao finally noticed that there was a three-zhang wide avenue hidden by the trees at the foot of the mountain, and this person was already walking on the official road.

Looking into the distance, at the end of the field of vision, there is already a plain. Several small villages are scattered among them, and wisps of cooking smoke rise and dissipate in the air.

Ling Hao performed light skills, and it didn't take long for him to come to the official road, and even asked a few people how to get to this imperial city, they all shook their heads, and in desperation, Ling Hao could only walk along the official road.

After a while, he saw a carriage in front of him, and Ling Hao hurriedly stepped forward to stop the carriage on its way.

Ling Hao looked at the old man who was about sixty years old driving the carriage, and asked with a calm and indifferent expression: "Old man, how far is it from here to the imperial city, and how to get there?"

"Imperial City? That's far away, Xiao Lao'er has been to this Lanzhou Prefecture on weekdays, the southern capital of the imperial city can be at the foot of the Son of Heaven, extremely prosperous, but unfortunately the little old man is only famous, never been there, but I heard the merchants who came and went, from this to the south, about ten days away to the southern capital of the imperial city. The old man explained.

Ling Hao thanked him, seeing that the old man was already old and had to run around for a living, he took out a piece of silver and wanted to give it to him, but he never thought that he would be rejected by the old man.

Watching the carriage go away, Ling Hao sighed

So he went south along the official road.

Ling Hao went all the way, passing through more than a dozen county towns and three big cities, and just stopped to eat in the middle, so he didn't stop.

On the tenth day, at dawn, I finally saw a tall city wall in the distance, and a wide city gate, this city wall is more than 100 meters high, even the average innate realm master can not climb, and under the city wall there is a moat that is eight meters deep and fifty meters wide.

It was dawn, the east was gradually revealed, a glimmer of dawn, there was no trace on the official road, Ling Hao slowed down, walked in the footsteps of ordinary people, and walked towards the city gate in the distance without hurry. When you get closer, you can clearly see that the city gate is engraved with three big characters "Southern Capital".

Ling Hao quietly looked at the tall and heavy city walls, the wide and calm moat, the hanging suspension bridge, and the tightly closed city gate, and couldn't help but sigh: "This imperial city is really extraordinary, a thousand times better than Yong'an City. ”

At this time, the city gate was not opened, the drawbridge did not fall, and the city could not enter for the time being, Ling Hao looked around and found that there were already some people waiting not far away, but there was a dense forest not far away, Ling Hao walked into this dense forest for about 100 meters, and sat cross-legged to breathe.

Ling Hao is exercising his skills, this Xuantian Sutra is really magical, the more he practices to the back, the more he feels the strength of the master, this Xuantian Sutra is different from other exercises.

Other exercises talk about how to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the three hundred and sixty acupoints. His Xuantian Sutra not only has to open up the three hundred and sixty acupoints in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, but also opens up all the dark points on his body, and there are as many as 3,600 of these dark points in his body.

If these cultivation methods were known to others, they would definitely be considered crazy, and you must know that these three hundred and sixty acupuncture points have been practiced in this way for tens of thousands of years, from generation to generation. This acupoint is not a joke, one carelessly will lose the skill, not to mention that there is a secret disease, and the heavy will go crazy, so for thousands of years, no one has wanted to do this, but it has ended in failure, but his master has done it, not to mention the factors, as long as others open the way and guide the method, it is only a matter of time before they succeed in their own efforts.

Compared to Ling Hao, who had only opened a thousand dark caves now, his cultivation speed was more than three times that of the same realm.

There are 360 acupuncture points to absorb spiritual energy, but he is 1,360 acupoints to absorb it, which is definitely incomparable. Also, according to the operation of this Xuantian Sutra, refining is also several times that of the same realm.

This is also the benefit of opening up those dark holes, and the spiritual sense is also several times that of the same realm, and now within five zhang of Ling Bo's surroundings, all the scenes are all delicately revealed.

Gradually, Ling Hao's face was overjoyed, and the neck bottle of this innate triple peak had been slightly shaken.

After reaching the innate triple peak, it was so difficult to move forward.

After absorbing it for a long time, and then running the Great Zhou Tian, it is very good to go to its dross and extract its essence, and it is very good to be able to refine and practice a true qi in the aura.

After sending the last trace of true qi into the dantian, Ling Hao opened his eyes.

Outside the dense forest, the sky was already bright, and the voices of people were gradually boiling.

Ling Hao walked out of the dense forest, looked around, and saw that on the official road, people came and went, shouldering burdens, and pushing cars, so it was not lively.

In the distance, the city gate was wide open, the drawbridge fell, and eight saber soldiers stood proudly at the head of the bridge, sixteen sharp eyes scanned back and forth over the pedestrians, and the pedestrians passing on the drawbridge looked as usual, without the slightest nervousness. Of course, those who often enter and exit the city gate do not take this kind of scene to heart, and the eight soldiers standing guard change every day, and every group of soldiers is in such a spirit in the morning, and in the afternoon, they are sunburned, and each of them is listless and sleepy, and this situation is the most normal.

Ling Hao looked down at the patched clothes on his body, and secretly wondered, "Shouldn't those soldiers stop him from entering the city?" Thinking of this, Ling Hao gently patted the dust on his body, flicked his bangs, and then walked into the flow of people and walked towards the suspension bridge.

Ling Hao's appearance was ordinary, and with this outfit, he naturally did not attract the attention of others, and when he was about to enter the city gate victoriously, a group of people in the distance surrounded by a carriage galloped over.

Seeing the carriage, the soldiers who guarded Cheng drove Ling Hao and they stepped aside.

Ling Hao also looked back, only to see the two people in charge, one of whom he had seen was Wu Hua who was chased by the man in black that day, but at this time Ling Hao did not pay attention to him, but the one he turned sideways, Ling Hao secretly said in his heart: "Strong! I'm afraid it is already a congenital master," This middle-aged man in a white robe, about forty years old, looks handsome, you can see what kind of romantic person he was when he was young, and his amiable smile at the moment makes people look like a spring breeze.

As they approached, the soldiers defending the city knelt down and shouted, "Welcome to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and Zhuge National Teacher!"

Those ordinary people who wanted to enter the city knelt down one after another, but Ling Hao had no choice but to kneel down, but he was very unwilling in his heart.

"Princess! So I saved the princess that day," the more Ling Hao thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, those guards, and her extravagance, I am afraid that only the princess can have such nobility!

Ling Hao looked up at these two luxurious carriages, his eyes were a little dim, his martial arts were good, but after all, he was just a martial artist, how could he dare to climb these royal nobles.

After the carriage entered the city, Ling Hao followed the flow of people into the imperial city.

When he entered the imperial city, he was extremely surprised, but he saw that the streets in the city were wide, and the road surface was divided into three strands by two ditches, and the middle one was the widest, about six zhang, smooth and smooth, carved railings and jade masonry, and there was no one there. There is a wide four-zhang side road on both sides, the willows on the side of the road are everywhere, the houses and streets are lined up one after another, and there are countless shops and workshops. In the streets and alleys, there are a lot of pedestrians, and young children can be seen chasing and frolicking everywhere, and laughter and laughter abound.

Seeing this Ling Hao, he even put aside his original depression.