Volume 2 Excalibur Heavenly Grant Chapter 92 Lao Tzu is back
As the most powerful dynasty after the end of the mythical era, the scale of the capital naturally far exceeded that of the capitals of various dynasties.
There is only one high mountain in the capital, with a radius of dozens of miles, which is also incorporated into the city walls, and the rest of the city is a plain with a flat river.
Outside the city wall, the streets are straight and clear, one horizontal and one vertical, dividing the houses into countless "fields" one by one, stretching for fifty miles, like a huge spider web, protecting the capital.
The tall city wall divides the inside and outside of the city into two worlds, people are like water horses and dragons, people here go in and out of the entourage like clouds, with jade and gold, the houses that live here are high and large, Qiongtai pavilions, not like the city, more like the palace.
Only those who have seen the capital will understand what is the supreme in the world, and only those who know the people who live in the city will know what kind of people are called people.
There are only two kinds of people who can enter the city, the powerful among mortals, or at least the martial artists at the peak of the Taixuan Realm. But the powerful often represent advanced cultivation.
And a person with tattered clothes and unkempt hair is naturally not included in this list.
Therefore, the guards at the city gate who usually point their nostrils at people naturally don't give him a good look: "Get out! Say one more word, kill!"
The young men beside him, who were about to enter the city on tall horses, hid far away, away from the beggars like a plague, and their faces were full of disgust.
They have men and women, all dressed in strong clothes, dressed as chivalrous warriors, but the clothes are luxurious, and even the stirrups are made of pure gold.
"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, I'm coming back from going out to fight for chivalry, this black miasma outside the city depends on a few young ladies who are not dirty and often go out for a walk, so that they can shock those simple-headed Jianghu people, otherwise where is there peace outside the city. The guard at the gate immediately lowered his nostrils and lowered his eyebrows, more obedient than his grandson.
The young men held their heads high, their posture was arrogant, and their compliments to the guards were very useful, and one of them sneered: "It's just some nameless people, with Brother Ning here, what kind of chaos can there be." β
The handsome boy who was faintly surrounded by everyone straightened his waist, pressed the jeweled long sword in his hand, and said horizontally: "A certain master inherits the golden sword and dragon general, and the only ones who can be called opponents are those who are on the talent list." β
A delicate girl dressed in red showed admiration: "It's a pity that those so-called handsome men hide their heads and show their tails and dare not approach the capital, otherwise, there must be a place for Brother Ning on the talent list." β
Several other people are also very worthless for Ning Gongzi, the characters on the straight talent list, and the children of the eight great families, all have to be famous, and there is no real material.
The guards naturally nodded and said yes again and again.
At this time, a disobedient voice sounded: "Little children who can only talk big, if you really want to compete, every five years, the children of the eight great families enter the grand meeting in Beijing, and they will be challenged." β
"You people, my apprentices, one can beat you a thousand. β
The words were full of contempt and ridicule.
The young heroes were embarrassed and indignant when they heard this, and the eight great families gathered in the capital once every five years to advance friendship and to spy on the strength of both sides, among which the highlight was the martial arts meeting between the children of the major families and the talents of the capital.
And the Xia Dynasty has been established for so many years, and has held countless martial arts meetings, but there has never been a descendant of the powerful in the capital who has won the head of the conference.
Several young heroes were hit by the needle, extremely angry, and looked at it, seeing that it was the beggar who wanted to enter the city and had not left.
When the guards saw that the beggar had collided with the nobleman within the scope of his position, they were all furious, and one of them drew his saber and shouted, "Bold, the lowly man who does not know whether he lives or dies will not be given an apology." β
Seeing the guards draw their swords, the surrounding people all dodged, but the people in the rivers and lakes watched the excitement with interest, and the magnates who came in and out ignored them and didn't bother to pay attention.
A young man waved his hand to let the guards retreat, and took a few steps forward and sneered: "Where did the wild dogs come from, barking here, do you know who I am?"
The beggar saw that he wanted to use his status to suppress himself in order to satisfy his vanity, and he was not afraid, and asked, "Then do you know who I am?"
The boy pressed his long sword in his hand, and his voice was cold: "Your cheap name is not worthy of my ears." β
These young ladies have extraordinary backgrounds and good qualifications, but because of this, their cultivation is not as hard as that of the reckless and the children of the family, and only that Ning Xingzi has reached the peak of the Taixuan Realm, and as soon as he sees the foundation is vain, he knows that he is piled up with pills.
And the son who spoke was nearly twenty years old, but his cultivation was not worth mentioning, but he was usually unscrupulous outside, and others were afraid of his identity and didn't dare to really do anything with him, so he was a little empty-eyed. At this time, he slowly drew out his long sword, really like a peerless swordsman who served the sword coldly, that demeanor, that aura, made all the men and women applaud.
The beggar's original hip-hop joke face slowly became serious, and in the eyes of the young heroes, it was a manifestation of being suppressed by the aura.
"Draw your sword in front of me, do you know what this means?" The beggar's eyes became dark, as if he was hiding a galaxy universe.
The long sword in Childe's hand flickered with cold light, and the sword body had lines and horizontal lines, but it was made naturally, and it was a good sword.
At this time, the sword was pointed at the beggar's eyebrows, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from his skin: "Of course it means to kill you." β
The guards next to him, who have been guarding the city gate for many years, have seen many people, and looking at the depth in the beggar's eyes, they also found that this beggar is not simple, and it is definitely not something that these young ladies who like to play hero games can deal with.
I just wanted to remind it, but it was too late.
The beggar's palm stretched out, and somehow the sword had fallen into his hand, and the boy didn't snort, and fell off his horse, his head in a different place.
"You ......" The sons were completely shocked, they hadn't reacted to the sudden death of their companions, but the faces of those guards changed greatly, the one who died was the youngest son of the prince of the county, and they were killed here, and none of the people in their team could survive.
"Thief, if you dare to commit murder, let you die. β
The guards no longer cared about how advanced the beggar was, and immediately drew their swords, some sent a message to the military camp close to the city, some people guarded in front of several young ladies and young men, and more people directly slashed at the beggar.
Suddenly, an indescribable aura of terror poured out from the beggar's body, like an angry wave, instantly devouring everything around him, whether it was a visitor or a passing dignit, it was as if he was locked in a cage, his hands were tied, and he couldn't move.
The guards were even more frozen, standing there with their knives raised like wax figures, and time seemed to stop at this moment.
It was as if they had been thrown into the lair of an ancient beast, their hearts almost stopped, and every pore on their bodies was bubbling with a breath called fear.
In this frozen world, only the beggar moved, he looked the long sword in his hand up and down, and said calmly: "I still like to quarrel with children, but he shouldn't draw his sword in front of me." β
The beggar jumped on the horse left by the young man and laughed wildly: "Because Lao Tzu isβWu Yue's disciple!"
The sword slapped the horse's shares, and he rushed into the city gate in a wild laugh, and no one stopped him.
"The dirty capital of shit, Lao Tzu is back. β
Let the horse gallop away, the momentum of freezing time is also immediately away, the young ladies of the two trembles, frightened, the body of the Ning Gongzi suddenly came from the smell, and the saddle and trousers were wet.
The guards who drew their knives were bleeding from their throats and fell to the ground with a puff.
Bang!
It was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the people in the rivers and lakes were excited: "Wu Yuetu! Did you hear it? It's Wu Yuetu!"
"He has been missing for many years and has reappeared, and this time the capital is destined to be bloody. β
"Call your brother, let's go into the city to see the excitement, or we can see the demeanor of the strongest man in ten thousand years. β
The people in the rivers and lakes were restless, some people had already crowded towards the city gate, and the guards were already panicked, but where was there time to stop them, and the generals who hurriedly walked down from the city tower shouted: "Close the city gate quickly, you guys, go and inform the dragon general and the tiger guard." Horse, my horse. β
In a panic, he jumped into the saddle, whipped his horse, and galloped towards the golden imperial city in the city.
"Last time, I killed three thousand tiger guards and six dragon generals, do you want to destroy the rest this time?" The general thought as he ran, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became: "No, if the tiger guards are all destroyed, the court will be finished, before the report, it is better to think about the way back." β
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned the horse's head and ran towards his house.