Staring out of the sky, there seems to be a flash of blue light in the eyeless eyes.

Once to eternity, if the realm does not fall, all kinds of supernatural powers will be at ease.

He entered the worlds of dreams, and was honored for several generations. Even though there is a lack of self-destruction of the primordial spirit at this time, and there is an untouchable evil outside, he is not a generation that can be manipulated by others.

One, an hour?

Gong Yangyan's heart shuddered, his emotions tumbling with surprise, disbelief, etc., but he subconsciously ignored the word 'you' in the words of his sect master.

"The door, the door master..."

What else did he want to say, but An Qisheng didn't want to waste any more words and went straight out the door.

‘Could it be that the sect master did not lose his cultivation, but cultivated some kind of magical power that he could not see through? ’

Gong Yangyan was full of doubts, not knowing where the owner of his family got such confidence.

The old sect master has been condensed into a great elixir for many years and is proficient in all kinds of magical powers, but he still died at the hands of Lin Baimei in Pingbo Tower.

He wanted to ask, but it was obvious that An Qisheng had gone far, but he could only follow along with the big donkey.

"It's here again, it's here again! It's only been ten days, and it's here again!"

"What the **** happened in the mountains? Really, is there really a big monster about to be born?"

"It didn't affect the previous few times, but this time it was a false alarm, right?"

At this time, Blue Mountain City was quite lively, and the roaring sound from far away was stronger than a thunderbolt. Under the rumbling vibration, no one could not be alarmed.

Some are worried, some are frightened, some are irritable, and some are self-comforting.

The atmosphere of the entire city changed, and there were noises everywhere.

Pedestrians came and went in a hurry on the street, some stopped upstairs to overlook, and some rushed home. Many soldiers were wearing armor and patrolling back and forth, and the city gate was closed immediately.

The wind is booming!

The dragon walks with the dragon, the rat has the way of the rat, and ordinary people do not have the magical power to move mountains and fill the sea, but they have their own cautious ways of survival.

The world of the world and the world of practice co-exist under the same day, but they are clearly separated. Between the two, there is little to cross, and it is extremely difficult to cross.

It is naturally extremely difficult for mortals to set foot in the world of practice. People in the practice want to interfere in the world of the mortal world, and there are mountains like Dazhou in front of them.

But even so, how can ordinary people's fear of natural disasters be erased?

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Gong Yangyan was not surprised by the scene in front of him, but Qiao Qi'er's breathing was a little sluggish.

In the previous conversation between the two, he did not understand what "Wanfa Chaozong" and "Great Zhou Edict" were mentioned.

But he also knew that there was a murderer who was chasing and killing this little old man, or that he was chasing and killing this senior who wanted to be a teacher but failed.

How can this calm him down?

"Go to the inner city."

An Qisheng spoke lightly, his tone was flat, but he seemed to have supernatural power, calming the panic in Qiao Qier's heart.

The latter took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the inner city.

Although Blue Mountain City is divided into two cities, the inner and outer cities, there is also a moat between the two cities.

Although people from the outer city are not allowed to enter, there is nothing to do, and no residents of the outer city go to the inner city.

Without him, only the cost of entering the city is beyond what ordinary people from outside the city can afford.

"With this number plate, you can stay in the inner city for one day. If you have a place to stay before dark, you can stay in the inner city. If you don't have it, you must leave the city, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

The guard guarding the city glanced coldly at Qiao Qi'er and An Qisheng, but didn't seem to see the little old man with the big donkey.

"Thank you sir."

Qiao Qi'er was naturally kind, with a piece of purple gold in his pocket, so he naturally didn't feel bad for the money to enter the city. After taking the waist card, he led An Qisheng into the inner city.

The inner city walls are tall and heavy, and the gate holes are five or six zhang long, smooth everywhere, and faint patterns can be seen beneath them.

"This texture..."

An Qisheng stopped abruptly, reached out and stroked the lines under the cold wall that he couldn't touch, and his mind was a little erratic for a while.

Gong Yangyan was anxious in his heart. Seeing An Qisheng stopped, he couldn't help but look at the wall, but he didn't see anything unusual.

There are battles in the city, which is a common occurrence for him.

Qiao Qi'er was dazed and didn't know anything at all.

In the next instant, Gong Yangyan reacted, and his suspicions deepened: "Sect Master, you don't know the origin of these formations?"

An Qisheng retracted his palm, but did not see any change of mood and anger, but just asked, "You know?"

"For practitioners, it is well known to everyone."

Gong Yangyan took a deep look at An Qisheng, the meaning was self-evident.

Everyone knows something, why do you seem to see it for the first time?

He had deeper doubts in his heart. If he didn't believe that the 'one-line lead' would not go wrong, he would doubt whether the person in front of him was the 'Hongxuan Daoist' he knew.

But An Qisheng didn't care: "Tell me about it."

He didn't intend to change his behavior in order to hide this little old man, but he wouldn't tell it bluntly.

You can guess it, as you like.

Can't guess, it's up to you.

"This......"

Gong Yangyan was taken aback by An Qisheng's attitude, and just then he suppressed his doubts and said:

"Of all the cities in Dazhou, only a very small part is newly built, and most of them are inherited from the previous dynasty 'Daxia'. According to legend, the formations in this city originated from the Confucian master... "

Dazhou has a vast territory, but people gather in the city. Although there are some villages and towns in the wild, most of them are located in the south.

Not to mention the night when ghosts and ghosts are rampant, even in a hundred days, the occasional beasts, large and small demon spirits, can easily destroy the villages and towns.

And the reason why the city is difficult to shake, in addition to the Great Zhou Edict, is also the reason for the protection of this formation.

In a sense, the cities scattered all over the world are the foundation for Da Zhou to maintain his rule.

"Daxia...Master..."

An Qisheng's thoughts moved slightly, and all the information about Daxia gathered by the three-hearted blue soul boy had flowed out in his heart.

Daxia was the first unified dynasty in the history of Nanzhan before Dazhou.

According to legend, that Daxia almost unified Nanzhan back then, and the masters in it were like clouds, and their power was enormous, and they even touched Dongsheng, Xihe, and Beiju three continents across the ocean.

It was an extremely splendid imperial dynasty, as bright as the sun.

However, it prospered and declined, the second generation had no way, and the country had died for thousands of years, becoming the cornerstone of the rise of the three major dynasties of Nanzhan.

Unfortunately, there is very little information.

Xi Yingqing and others, or anyone An Qisheng saw when he came to this world, had similar understandings of those years, and they didn't know much.

On the contrary, there are relatively more records about the Master, and there is no other, the Taoism taught by the Master.

It still exists today.

Confucianism entered the WTO, which is second only to Taoism and Buddhism. It was said that he was a disciple of Confucianism during the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"You..." Gong Yangyan hesitated, a struggle flashed across his face, as if he wanted to ask something.

In the end, he still sighed.

"This formation seems simple, it can even be said to be simple, but in fact it is extremely brilliant..."

If he didn't ask, An Qisheng pretended not to know, just exclaimed: "If it wasn't like this, it would be difficult to pass on it for such a long time. That master is amazing."

The more complex and precise the formation, the more powerful it may be, and the more troublesome it will be to maintain and repair.

Some things, the simpler the better.

The legendary Confucian master clearly understood this truth, which was quite in line with An Qisheng's wishes.

"Master is the same throughout the ages, so naturally he is very remarkable."

Before Gong Yangyan could speak, a slightly old voice rang out from the inner city.

"Ok?"

Gong Yangyan's heart was shocked, and there was a hint of inconceivable in his old eyes. With his cultivation, this person was not able to detect it before he spoke.

"Everlasting."

An Qisheng chewed this sentence again, noncommittal, but also walked into the inner city.

After passing through the gate of the city, the sight suddenly widened.

The street, which is enough for the eight horses to walk side by side, is straight and tidy. From the front to the distance, buildings such as restaurants, inns, tea houses, and workshops are lined up on both sides.

Appears clean and neat.

Sometimes, the distance between two very different worlds is just a wall.

The inner city is superior to the outer city, not only in formation, not only in cleanliness, but also in color.

In the outer city, regardless of the buildings or residents, the clothing is mostly gray, and white is rare.

But the inner city is different, all kinds of colors are rendered, not only the clothes, but also the buildings are more pleasing to the eye than the outer city.

Pedestrians passing by, although some were surprised by the sound of roaring from time to time in the distance, but few were panicked.

Tolerance, spirit, state must be better than the outer city.

There are two worlds separated by a wall.

“Inner city...”

Qiao Qier murmured, his shoulders, which had been straight since he learned martial arts, dropped unconsciously.

Facing the hustle and bustle of the inner city, he unconsciously shrank his shoes with his toes.

The whole person became very cramped, and deep in the eyes, there was a lot of desire.

This scene is naturally seen in the eyes of people with a heart.

Near the city gate, under an old pine tree, an old scholar in a green shirt sat on the ground, holding an ancient scroll.

His eyes first glanced at the little old man who was leading the donkey: "It's more pathetic and ridiculous."

"you!"

Gong Yangyan's eyelids twitched, and he was about to have a seizure, but after seeing An Qisheng, who kept his eyes calm, he still endured it.

However, he raised his guard in his heart. This old Confucianism is of unknown origin, and his cultivation base does not seem to be weak. It is difficult to say that he is an enemy or a friend.

The old Confucian ignored him, glanced at Qiao Qi'er again, and said lightly: "A middle-aged person, with desire but lack of strength, although there is a bit of fate, it is difficult to reach the elegant hall in the end."

"I....."

Qiao Qi'er opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Huh~"

An Qisheng had a smile on his face, and glanced at the old man with a terrifying eye socket: "Confucian scholars give orders to Taoists, but it is also interesting."

"Confucianism does not approve orders, but knows them."

The old Confucian patted the ancient scroll and looked at An Qisheng with a leisurely expression: "Knowing one's own destiny, knowing the destiny of heaven, naturally, also knowing the destiny of others."

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"So, you might as well approve a batch for me."

"Huh~"

The old Confucian put down the ancient scroll, raised his eyebrows and stared at it, all kinds of textures seemed to be reflected in the dark eyes, and all kinds of qi were faintly seen.

Confucianism is good at nourishing qi and is also proficient in the method of watching qi, and he is one of the best.

Looking at it at this time, it can be seen that the qi that carries its life is weak and thin, more like it is about to break, and can't help but smile:

"My life, thinner than paper... eh?!"

Halfway through the words, the old Confucian's face suddenly changed, and there was an incredible shock to the limit in his eyes.

Under the lingering textures, a purple energy rises from the top, like a pillar of the sky,

But it seems to be higher than the sky!

This is? !