Chapter 1138 Looking for Zhuoqiu, the prosperous capital of Chang'an
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“Who?” the Seven-faced Demon General asked quickly.
“Old Zhuoqiu,” Xu Zimo said word by word.
This old man from Zhuoqiu had helped him before when he was in Beiluo City.
Miss Jing said that his master Gong Yangce and Old Man Zhuoqiu were called the two heroes, and they were the best in the Tianji Alliance in the mortal realm.
It's just that the old man Zhuo Qiu gave him the last chapter of the Great Heaven's Secret Technique for free, but he refused to calculate the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword for him.
Miss Jing cannot be trusted, nor can Gong Yangce, but Xu Zimo has a hunch that this old man Zhuo Qiu will not harm him.
He had been unwilling to kill Miss Jing and Gong Yangce before, and he also wanted to recruit them.
If there really is a great heavenly art in the world, and the great heavenly art knows everything, it will be of great benefit to him.
Unfortunately, in the end, Miss Jing and Gong Yangce were just people with ulterior motives.
The meaning of Miss Jing's existence is to be by his side and guide him into a certain situation.
“After we left Beiluocheng, does the Lord know the whereabouts of the old man Zhuoqiu?” Baimeng asked.
Xu Zimo flicked his fingers, and a wisp of demonic energy surged out of his palm.
“This wisp of evil spirit will lead me to him,” Xu Zimo said.
At the beginning, he left a trace of devilish energy on Miss Jing, Old Man Zhuo Qiu and Gong Yangce, just in case.
It's a pity that the demonic energy on Miss Jing and Gong Yangce's bodies can no longer be sensed.
Only old Zhuo Qiu still has the feeling of evil energy.
After chatting with Bai Meng and others for a while, Xu Zimo left the mainland of China.
His eyes returned to the room of the Great Temple.
As soon as you open your eyes, your soul and body are completely integrated.
His eyes became darker and darker, and the third eye on his forehead was the eye of reincarnation.
But since the demonic heart returned to its original position and the strength of the prison-suppressing demonic body increased significantly, more and more power began to surge towards the center of the eyebrow.
The evil spirit seemed to invade the third eye.
Xu Zimo did not stop what would happen in the end.
He stood up, his eyes and black hair seemed to be a little darker.
Opening the door, Xie Changliu dutifully guarded the door.
“No one is looking for me,” Xu Zimo asked.
“The people from Danta came here once and wanted to pay a visit to you, but they have left now,” Xie Changliu replied.
“Then let’s go,” Xu Zimo nodded.
Leaving the Great Temple, Xu Zimo also knew that this trip to Brahma Demon City was coming to an end.
The demonic energy surged in his palm, and the position of Old Man Zhuoqiu kept guiding him towards the east.
He also did not refuse Xie Changliu’s following.
Instead, he summoned Chaos and rode towards the east with Xie Changliu.
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Half a month later,
Chaos has been flying for an unknown amount of time, but the location of Old Man Zhuoqiu marked by the demonic energy is still nowhere to be seen.
It is estimated to be further east.
However, the journey was dusty and the two passed by a very prosperous city. Xu Zimo decided to stop and repair some things.
After they fell off the back of Chaos, they slowly walked to the front of the city.
I saw two extremely large characters engraved on this majestic city.
“Chang’an.”
Chang'an, the capital of prosperity.
The city is bustling with people coming and going.
When you walk into the city, you can see lion dancers, acrobats, and countless people walking by.
“It’s so lively,” Xu Zimo said.
“Chang’an is the founding capital of the Six Kingdoms, so it is naturally lively,” Xie Changliu replied.
“This city has existed since ancient times. It has experienced the changes of six dynasties and is still in full bloom today.”
“Then rest here for one night and start again tomorrow,” Xu Zimo said.
Xie Changliu nodded.
Through the lively crowd, the two found an inn with fairly good decoration.
Walking into the inn, because most of the people were already sitting on the first floor and it was very noisy, the two of them were led by the waiter to the second floor.
Habitually located by the window facing the street.
Xie Changliu sat at the window, looking down at half of Chang'an City from the second floor without moving.
The eyes are deep and filled with inexplicable emotions.
“The previous dynasty here was the Ming Empire,” Xie Changliu said silently.
“The one founded by Emperor Ming? I heard it was destroyed by Emperor Shi,” Xu Zimo replied.
He had been to Emperor Ming's small world before, and he had died in the hands of a lich. To be precise, his soul had been controlled by a lich.
So I still understand it more or less.
“That’s right, after the Shi Emperor destroyed the Ming Empire, this place was particularly deserted,” Xie Changliu replied.
“Later, Emperor Shi left, and the Zhou family, who had made great contributions to helping Emperor Shi to overthrow the Ming Empire, occupied this place.
Created a new empire, the Great Zhou Dynasty.”
“You know this place very well,” Xu Zimo said.
“I learned swordsmanship in the Ming Empire when I was three years old. I have lived here for hundreds of years. This place has long been my home.
"It's a pity that when the Ming Empire fell, I was unable to do anything. The Emperor was too powerful," Xie Changliu said with emotion.
“I have been in the small world of the ends of the earth for nearly a thousand years, and now that I have returned, I feel that it is extremely strange.
Everything is different from what we imagined.”
As the two of them were talking, the waiter at the inn had already served the special meals.
“You two are welcome,” he said as he watched the waiter leave. At this moment, a group of people came up from the stairs on the second floor.
They are all young men and women, wearing expensive brocade robes with an oval shape underneath.
They are all dark blue, with a pattern of two crossed swords on the chest.
It can be seen that they have a good status.
After the group of people came up, they sat in a private room separated by a screen.
There is no door in the private room, only a screen.
From Xu Zimo’s perspective, you can even see inside the private room.
“Junior Sister Yurou, can you understand the Four Swordsmanship that Master taught today?” one of the young people asked.
“The master said that these four movements, including the reverse chop, the spinning swing, the forward thrust, and the counterattack, are the foundation of swordsmanship and are also the essence.
If you can understand it, you can derive endless sword moves," the woman replied with a gentle voice.
“Junior sister is ignorant and cannot understand the right way.”
This group of people were chatting and laughing there, and kept discussing sword moves.
At this moment, I saw another person walking up the stairs.
This man is dressed very much like a beggar.
The clothes are in rags, in tatters, the hair is unkempt, and a fishy stench can be smelled from a distance.
Moreover, one of his legs was broken.
His hair covers his face, so he can’t see anything clearly.
I saw him limping up the stairs and sitting quietly in the corner of the second floor.
The innkeeper followed behind him, holding the cheapest sake in his hand.
“You stay in this corner, drink quietly, and then leave quickly, lest the shopkeeper blames me again,” the waiter put down the sake and left quickly.
Only the beggar sat quietly in the corner, not talking, just drinking.
After a while, the young girls from Nayajian came out and saw the beggar at a glance.
“Look, everyone, the old swordsman is here again begging for wine,” a young man laughed.
