Boom——
The huge vermilion door slowly opened under the drive of a metal chain. Guards wearing black armor and black swords were neatly lined up on both sides. A solemn and murderous aura spread across Luoyang's main gate.
"Luoyang, the capital of the gods...it's hard to imagine that this is actually a city for mortals."
Under the nearly 50-meter-high city gate, a group of young men and women wearing two types of uniforms stood. Not far away, the Fengshen Bird that carried them took off again.
"This is Xuantang. It's different from our place. Mortals here can control extraordinary power."
"It's indeed different. The spiritual energy here is so rich that it's terrifying. I really want to stay here for the rest of my life."
"Are you dominating the world of mortals? I'm afraid that if you don't have that blessing, you will die under the black phosphorus sword there!"
There was a rustling sound in the crowd,
These men and women all looked extremely young, around seventeen or eighteen years old, and the two leaders among them only looked like they were in their twenties. They were all wearing exquisite costumes, six in black, six in red, and the men were handsome. The woman is graceful and charming.
"How powerful can some old antiques be in the hands of a group of mortals?"
"You'll know if you try it."
When the giant vermilion door was fully opened, another group of Xuanjia guards riding Feng Xingju slowly drove out.
Seeing this scene, someone among the crowd whispered: "Why is this Feng Xingju different from mine?"
"You have one too?" Others looked at him with suspicion.
"I bought it at Shen Yuan and it cost a lot of money." The speaker nodded gently.
"What Shen Yuan sells are all imitations, of course they are different." Someone sneered.
"Imitation?"
"There is no fire phosphorus outside Xuantang. All the things you have seen before that claim to be from Xuantang are all fake. Shen Yuan is famous for its profiteers. Does your Fengxingju depend on it?" Can it be driven by spiritual energy?"
At first, the man was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned blue and white.
"That damn guy said he was smuggled out of Xuantang Yuanzhou, how dare you lie to me!"
At this time, a beautiful woman in red said leisurely: "There are heavy troops stationed in Yuanzhou. Although Shen Yuan is adjacent to Yuanzhou, it is outside the gate of Xuantang after all. Who is so capable as to smuggle things from there? I heard this Do you believe it even if it’s a lie?”
The man's pale and pale face was tense for a long time before he uttered one word: "Damn it!"
The leading man in black turned his head to look at the speaker, frowned and said: "Silence!"
The crowd immediately fell silent.
The black armor guards riding on the Fengxing Horse slowly approached these people.
"The envoys of Qin/Han are here with documents and tributes. Please see the Queen of Xuantang!"
The commander of Xuanjia Guard got off Fengxingju, and the evil ghost said indifferently under his iron face: "Did you read the laws of Xuantang when you were in Lingzhou?"
The man in black cupped his hands and said: "I also came here when I paid tribute last time. I and other foreign ministers will be careful in their words and deeds in Xuantang. Please rest assured, sir!"
The last tribute was paid...a hundred years ago? !
The commander of Xuanjia Guard couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he heard this. Looking at the young man in his twenties, he couldn't tell whether it was absurd or something else.
He said solemnly: "Follow me!"
On the main street of Luoyang, the foreign envoys of the two countries were surrounded by Xuanjia guards, attracting the attention of countless people on both sides. The children cast curious eyes, pointed at these people and asked who their parents were, but their elders quickly pressed down their arms. .
"They are monsters!"
Naturally, these envoys heard the word "demon" rang out from time to time on both sides of the road, and some couldn't help but sneer.
"mortal!"
But his words attracted a glance from his leader.
Everyone was taken to a building by Xuanjia Guards, and the entire nearby street had been cleared and was closely guarded by Xuanjia Guards.
"You guys will stay here for now and wait for the Queen of Heaven to summon you. If you have anything to do, just inform the guards at the gate." Commander Xuanjia Guard said to several people.
The man in black cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, sir."
After Commander Xuanjia Wei left, everyone walked into the building. It was also empty, but there were all kinds of things and utensils available.
At this moment, the respectful look on the face of the young man in black faded, and his voice became cold.
"I made an agreement with you when I came here. If anyone causes trouble during this period, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The rest of the young men and women suddenly felt shocked and bowed in agreement.
The leader of the red-clothed men raised his hands and said, "Brother Mu, you and I will do our own thing in Luoyang."
"Fellow Daoist Luo, please excuse me."
Inside the guest room.
"It's really boring. How long are we going to stay here? Can't we go out for a walk?"
Sitting on the couch, the bright-looking girl in red stretched and spoke.
"When we first arrived here, the people here were very wary of us. Only when the tribute was over would we have the opportunity to contact the outside world." The man in red just now was speaking to the girl in red with a very low posture.
The girl looked sideways out of the window. Golden auspicious clouds were shrouded in the sky, and a giant brass dragon shuttled between the clouds.
She said, "This Xuan Tang spiritual energy is so strong. I haven't seen any wild beasts or monsters on the ground all the way here, not even some spiritual plants."
The man in red replied: "There are forbidden spirit guards in Lingzhou, who are responsible for eradicating all psychic things in Xuantang."
The girl couldn't help but chuckle: "How much does Tang Zu hate monks, and he actually did it to such an extent!"
The man in red had a serious look on his face, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Princess, it seems that Tang Ancestor may have more foresight. Xuantang has been in seclusion until now. Although it is a mortal country, it is prosperous and safe."
"You said...will the Queen agree to our request?"
"The mortal world is different from ours. The Queen of Heaven does not agree. We can find someone who is willing. As long as people are afraid of death, immortality will have endless temptations."
The princess was silent for a while, and then asked again: "Is it true that there is not a single monk in Xuantang?"
"It's just less."
"Are there any powerful ones? What is your strongest state?"
"That's... unclear."
The man in red thought for a while and then said: "There is an ancient inheritance in Xuan Tang, called 'Xuan Zhen'. It was left here thousands of years ago. It is the line of Yang Xiu, and there is another lineage of the same sect in Xian Qin, named 'Xuanqing' is a lineage of Yin cultivation."
"Xuanqing... why does it sound familiar?" the princess said thoughtfully.
"The branch that rebelled five hundred years ago has been wiped out, and the surviving disciples have all kept their names anonymous." The man in red reminded.
The princess suddenly understood: "That saint... I heard that she was made into a human pig."
"yes."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the princess's lips: "Rebels really deserve to die!"
She suddenly saw a figure walking by in the courtyard outside the window. It was a girl carrying a sword, and she couldn't help but ask: "Why is Chen Qingyan here too? Isn't she in the spiritual realm? Plus Mu Yunqing, two major cultivators have come to Xianqin?"
"After she was defeated by the Iron Bodhisattva, she lost her spirit and cultivated again. Now she is in the aura state."
The princess was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook her head: "As expected, they are all crazy!"
