This is not what Ding Ling wants to see.
Fortunately this didn't happen.
Ding Ling didn't think much about it, but discussed the issues of 'broadcasting skills' and 'Linghuang Breathing Technique' with Zhao Yun along the way.
In general.
It was all Ding Ling who was teaching and guiding.
Zhao Yun is studying.
He was envious of Ding Ling's talent more than once, especially when he was studying hard on the side, while Ding Ling was enjoying the scenery leisurely.
This contrast is even stronger!
While his self-confidence was hit, a high morale was quietly born!
Even if he is not as good as Ding Ling, he still wants to be second in the world! !
And we must work hard not to be left behind by Ding Ling!
Ding Ling's progress was too fast.
Zhao Yun was really worried that one day, he wouldn't even be able to see Ding Ling's back.
…
this day.
The two finally arrived outside the ancient city of Luoyang.
Ding Ling looked intently.
I saw that the height, width and thickness of the walls of the ancient city were almost to the limit of a city!
From the outside, it looks extremely majestic and magnificent!
Being so far away, looking at the city, you can feel the heavy breath of history coming to your face!
This kind of anger.
There are none in ordinary ancient cities.
no doubt.
The energy of this ancient city was 'raised' by human emperors, peerless heroes, and groups of extraordinary elite humans!
Reading good books can nourish people's energy!
The same is true for ancient cities. With a group of talents among them, naturally they can slowly carve out their own differences!
It sounds unbelievable, but in this world, as of now, it is true.
"This is Luoyang City!"
Zhao Yun sighed and was shocked:
"I have long heard that Luoyang is extraordinary. After seeing it today, it is indeed the case."
"Let's go."
Ding Ling smiled.
The two fought side by side along the way, chatting freely, and their relationship grew deeper.
at each other's request.
They both called each other names.
Let’s not talk about Brother Zhao and Brother Ding anymore, that seems too strange.
Of course, this is in private.
If Ding Ling is a general in public, Zhao Yun will still respectfully call Ding Ling a general.
Da da!
Riding on horseback.
Queue to enter the city.
It was discovered that the general guarding the gate was blatantly accepting bribes.
Those who give money will go to the city.
Those who are not paid will be directly deported or expelled.
Ding Ling gave Zhao Yun some money.
Although Zhao Yun felt ashamed of the corruption in the majestic capital, he was weak and unable to do anything, so he could only go with the flow.
Entered the ancient city.
Ding Ling glanced at Zhao Yun and saw that he was a little depressed. Knowing what he was thinking, he did not comfort him. Many things were useful without comfort and he needed to figure them out by himself.
"Fortunately, my geography skills are at full level."
After Ding Ling entered Luoyang City.
I spun around in a circle and almost didn't get dizzy.
Because the city of Luoyang is huge and the geographical conditions are complicated, it is common for people who are not familiar with the place to enter rashly and get lost.
Ding Ling activated his geography skill at full level, compared it with the rough map given by Tong Yuan, and followed the map all the way to the east of the city.
Go further east of the city.
The more dilapidated the house becomes.
But this is convenient for the two of them.
No more worrying about offending people for no reason.
From time to time, some generals and officials would appear in the center and west of the city. They were all impressive and majestic, and the honor guard accompanying them was generally more than dozens of people!
It’s not like there were no people who couldn’t avoid being beaten to death.
Ding Ling saw one with his own eyes.
How long has it been?
Such a tragic thing happened?
Ding Ling doesn't know that he is lucky? Or unfortunate?
When you enter the ancient city of Luoyang, you will see such bloody things.
But he didn't choose to help at this time, and even pulled Zhao Yun away.
He saw the flagpole flying on the team that was beating people, with a big word written on it:
"Guo!"
The man surnamed Guo is still so unscrupulous and considerate of human life.
Only Guo Si!
At present, Ding Ling cannot afford to offend such a big shot, let alone one he is unwilling to offend.
Zhao Yun's face became increasingly ugly.
It wasn't until he rode on horseback and reached a dilapidated mansion that Zhao Yun's expression returned to normal.
"The palace."
Ding Ling looked up and read the two words on the plaque.
After carefully comparing the map and confirming that it was correct, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Boom!
Not long after.
There were footsteps coming from inside, click!
The door is open!
A thin young man with a gaunt face and a sword hanging from his waist was revealed.
He looked at Ding Ling and Zhao Yun and said with vigilance:
"Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Master Wang."
Ding Ling cupped his hands to say hello as a sign of goodwill, and at the same time took out a letter and said:
"This is a letter from the Gunslinger of Penglai Mountain. He asked me to give it to Master Wang."
"oh?"
The young man's eyes were slightly bright, and the vigilance on his face quietly weakened. He took the letter without reading it, and just said to Ding Ling and Ding Ling:
"You guys wait here for a moment."
He turned around and closed the door, click!
The door was closed again.
Zhao Yun was speechless:
"Is this young man just now a disciple of Master Wang? Why is he so wary?"
"Maybe it's because I've experienced too much suffering. I've suffered too much."
Ding Ling understood this young man:
"After all, this is Luoyang!"
Thinking of the scene I saw not long ago.
Zhao Yun stopped talking.
after a while.
Accompanied by the sound of slightly hasty footsteps.
Click!
The door opens.
An old man with gray hair on his temples, a tall and straight figure, eyebrows like sword blades, and eyes like bright moons came into view.
Ding Ling and Zhao Yun were sizing him up.
He was also examining Ding Ling and Zhao Yun.
He didn't speak.
Ding Ling and Zhao Yun greeted and said hello first:
"Greetings, senior!"
"Um."
The old man nodded and asked curiously:
"Which one is Zhao Yun?"
"Senior. That's me."
Zhao Yun stepped forward.
"Um."
The old man nodded friendly towards Zhao Yun, then turned his eyes and stared at Ding Ling with strange eyes:
"Then you are the unparalleled son of the era mentioned in Tong Yuan's letter, the unparalleled super genius Ding Ling?!"
"..."
Ding Ling did not peek at the letter.
So I don't know how Tong Yuan describes him.
Seeing the old man say this now, he couldn't help but feel his cheeks getting hot, and he hurriedly replied solemnly:
"A son of the times, unparalleled and unworthy. I am indeed Ding Ling."
"Um."
The old man nodded, turned around and stepped into the door:
"Come in and talk."
He said again without looking back:
"Shi A, help the guests hold their horses and tidy up the guest rooms. After settling them, come to the study to see me again."
"Yes. Master."
The young man from before replied to the old man, then turned to look at Ding Ling and the others, and took the initiative to help Ding Ling and Zhao Yun lead their horses.
Ding Ling said no.
He insisted on holding on.
Ding Ling saw that he was so stubborn, so he let him go.
But I think of Shi A, Master Wang.
A flash of lightning flashed in Ding Ling's mind!
'Could this Master Wang be the legendary sword god Wang Yue? ! '
