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read2();　　 When Gwangju prefect Qiu Shan rode to the Ritual Station in the middle of the city to find a way to relieve the pressure on the wide area city, as the master of transmission, Shi Cheng Yuanbai, as the master of transmission, was in the Dongjiao wide area station The highest point of the square stands with hands behind.

Yuan Bai’s calm eyes watched the extremely busy scene below. The continuous, unstoppable blue-white transmission beam formed a shocking ocean of light. This scene is not the first time Yuan Bai has seen him. Because when there was a war with the Southwest Wild Forest, the countless sergeants collectively teleported, and this was also such a shocking scene.

Behind 　　 Yuanbai stood a young teleporter female secretary, with a respectful look, looking at the former's back, hiding a trace of admiration in her eyes, and then Yuan Bai's still calm voice sounded in her ears:

"From today, the wide area station has implemented current limiting measures. Today's transmission is closed one hour earlier, and tomorrow, it will only be open for half a day. There are too many people coming. The wide area city will not be able to hold it. The Prefect of Gwangju is on his way to here."

　　 "Yes, Sir Cheng, the subordinates will make arrangements."

　　 The young female secretary behind Yuanbai responded softly, and then continued to speak quietly:

　　 "Sir Cheng, what else do you want?"

"The rest are still the old rules. Once a jade disc with the identity of the great monk of the Zongmen appears, they will be brought to the Crescent Tower in the Metro City for resettlement. For some people with abnormal identities, directly report to the Sitian Supervisor and pay close attention. Jier has worked hard for the Gwangju Transmission Department."

　　 "The responsibility is, it's within it!"

　　 The female secretary of the teleportation secretary stood up straight, raised the volume and let out a high breath, then turned and left, leaving only the Yuanbai fluttering in the official uniform, and the young and heroic eyes continued to stare lightly below.

　　 After a while, among the countless number of teleporting beams below, two teleporting flowers that were lit at the same time slowly disappeared, revealing the figures of Chu Yanyan and Chu Zhengyang in monk robes.

　　 The two of them had just been relieved from the trance that was transmitted from the space, and a sweet and slightly hoarse voice rang in their ears:

　　 "Welcome to Gwangju Metropolitan City, please show your identity jade disc for registration."

The voice of the teleporter secretary fell, and the elegant Chu Zhengyang first scanned the busy scene around him, then showed a gentle smile to the tired female secretary in front of him, and took out an identity jade disc from his arms and handed it over. After the opponent spoke:

　　 "I am waiting for my father and daughter to come from the capital city. This is an identity jade disc.

　　 Chu Zhengyang faintly spoke out, and Chu Yanyan hurriedly took out the identity jade disc and handed it over, and then the young female secretary took it with both hands, and returned with a smile.

In the past few days, the number of people she has received and transmitted from is difficult to count, and they are all monks. They have all kinds of personalities, but on the whole they are silent and expressionless, because practitioners always carry a hint of arrogance, but It's really rare to see someone as kind as Chu Zhengyang.

　　 When the female secretary took over the identity jade disc for writing, the Chu family's father and daughter acted in unison to observe the surroundings. The huge teleportation square was crowded with a large number of people. Then Chu Zhengyang let out a sigh:

　　 "As soon as this wide-area station was opened, it was as busy as the Shenjing station. It seems that Murong and this post had a really big impact. It is really hard for you to wait."

　　 "Isn't it!"

　　 Feeling the gentle kindness released from Chu Zhouyang, the girl secretary who was putting the identity jade disc in front of the simple version of the mountain and sea map also spoke more, then she continued to speak, and her voice came out:

"I am also a local in Metro City, but since I can remember, I have never seen so many people come to Metro City. Almost all of the ancient city will be crowded. In the past few days, we have Officials, everyone is exhausted."

After the young female secretary finished speaking, she turned her head and smiled embarrassingly at the father and daughter. Then she turned and looked at the registered mountain and sea map in front of her again. Her eyes suddenly widened and her red lips opened slightly. Shocked.

　　 I saw a line of small characters slowly appearing on the small picture scroll:

　　Chu Zhengyang, born in the city of Shenjing, the master of the Dao Gong Zongyuanyuan, palm fate of birth and death, the other materials are top secret.

　　 After a brief horror, the young female secretary returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and then carefully handed in her identity jade disc. After a salute, she spoke respectfully:

　　 "The Lord Chu came, and the wide-area city was shining. The court arranged a room in the Crescent Tower in the city, and someone would take you there. Please here."

　　Chu Zhengyang nodded, and walked forward with Chu Yanyan, and then he glanced at the highest point calmly, just as Yuan Bai's gaze was intertwined.

In the Metropolitan City, because of the influx of people from all over, all the restaurants, large and small, are full, and even some people who know how to do business have vacated part of their own yard and rented out to earn some extra money. For these ordinary people, these monks who came from afar would undoubtedly be a little richer, and they would be generous in their shots.

　　 But there is a place in the city that is very different. There is no noise in the huge restaurant, but it is very quiet and quiet. There is even a pleasant interweaving of the sound of piano and singing, which is peaceful and comfortable.

This Crescent Restaurant, located in the center of the Metropolitan City, has become one of the landmark buildings. The ten-story tower structure makes the Crescent Restaurant stand out among the surrounding crowds. However, in recent days, no matter who it is If you come to this restaurant to stay, you will be refused, because this is the gathering place of the top monks in Daxia.

At this time, the scent of tea was permeating the lobby of the Crescent Moon Restaurant. About seven or eight figures were sitting on the ground, tasting tea and talking about the Tao. Among them, the Sun Moon Sect Master Lu Yao, who was holding a huge hip flask, was the most conspicuous. .

Lu Yao's white beard fluttered, his old face was red, and everyone else was drinking tea, but he was the only one who was drunk, but everyone present was no stranger to the No. 1 drunkard in the summer, so he was already surprised. They started jokingly:

　　 "Road drunkard, you are in a state of drunkenness, life and death, how the user teleported the scroll to this wide area city, if accidentally teleported to the endless mountain Yulongguan, and was detained by the Western Army, the fun would be great."

　　 "Then I worry about waiting. I am drunk and more interesting than some people are awake. I also said that the last sharpest sword in the rivers and lakes is simply a laugh, and I want to laugh at my old man!"

　　 Lu Yao, who was half drunk and half awake, held the hip flask in front of him tightly and opened his half-squinted eyes lightly.

　　 Lu Yao opened his eyes, and the whole world lit up.

　　 Then there was a burst of unhurried footsteps from outside, Lu Yao turned his head and looked outside the door, after seeing the person coming, his eyes brightened, and he continued smiling and saying:

　　 "It turns out that this time the person from Taoist Palace is Chu Zhengyang, you kid!"