After breakfast, Fu Yang and Wei Ke took Master Xiong and walked from the hotel to the Imperial Palace...

The Edo Imperial Palace in Japan is the residence of the royal family. The building has a long history and can be traced back to around the 15th and 16th centuries. It was not the palace of the royal family at first, but was built by Tokugawa Ieyasu, the first general of the Tokugawa shogunate.

's castle.

At that time, Edo was not the world-class metropolis it is today. It was just a thatched field on a wild swamp, with some scattered fishermen living there. But whether from the perspective of strategic significance or trade routes, this

The location of the area is extremely advantageous.

Therefore, according to Tokugawa Ieyasu's order, a castle began to be built on the site where the Edo Imperial Palace is now. The project at that time was extremely huge: they drained swamps, dug ditches, and built streets, bridges, and ports...

Until the 19th century, after the Tokugawa shogunate was overthrown, various powers in Japan returned to the imperial family. The castle that originally belonged to the shogun was directly turned into the imperial palace.

It can be seen from this that the Japanese royal family... is actually not very particular. It is not on the same level as the majesty of China! It’s just that after the spread of Western learning to the east, the opportunities at the technological and economic levels made this country bred

Freaks once turned against their ancestors... This is all idle talk.

Since he came to Japan to retrieve the stolen magical artifacts from the Pantheon Palace, Fu Yang had of course conducted in-depth research on a series of Japanese history and culture, legends, cultivation world information, etc. In addition, Fu Hai

With the large amount of information provided by Fat Brother, he had a good idea.

The main entrance of the Edo Imperial Palace is usually not open to the public, and the platycodon gate in the southeast is the entrance for tourists.

Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Mr. Xiong arrived here, and saw from a distance that there were already many tourists queuing up - from all over the world, with people of all skin colors. Moreover, there were more Western white people.

It seems that these Westerners are very interested in the mysterious East and the palaces where the real royal family lives. Although the Forbidden City in China is more magnificent, the royal family no longer exists... because the people are the masters!

Fu Yang and the other three also lined up because the administrator of the Imperial Palace required 500 people to visit at a time. It was early now, so they had to wait for the other tourists...

Mr. Xiong squatted on Fu Yang's shoulder and muttered disdainfully: "Young devil, you just have a lot of trouble and you have to queue up for a trip. If it's Mr. Yi's temper, I'll just tear it down."

Fu Yang pinched its belly: "Then go ahead! Not to mention modern society, practitioners themselves don't dare to be as unscrupulous as in ancient times. You can't even break through the defensive formation of the Imperial Palace alone."

snort!

Mr. Xiong stopped talking and gave up.

After all, the strength of the Japanese cultivation world should not be underestimated. The Onmyoji family alone is already strong enough, not to mention there are some priests, witches, monks and the like.

But the fat guy still muttered to himself, "I will definitely sweep him away easily when I am still in panic", "The little devil has really become a serious nuisance", and "Young Master Fu is looking down on my catfish preparations"

"Such dirty talk..."

Fu Yang originally wanted to teach the fat cat a lesson, but then he thought that this was a foreign country and many pet protection laws were very complete. If a fat cat was beaten to death in public, passers-by would definitely call the police, so he had to give up.

Soon, five hundred tourists finally gathered. The Imperial Palace opened the platycodon gate in the southeast, and Fu Yang and the others followed the crowd into the East Imperial Garden.

really!

As soon as Fu Yang stepped in, he felt a vague but powerful wave of mana coming towards his face.

Just like the ocean currents in the depths of the sea, it seems to be invisible and very hidden, but it has endless power hidden in it!

He sighed: "It seems that the Japanese royal family still has real power. Even if we do not consider various international influences, it is difficult for the three of us to break through the protective formation in the imperial palace with our current strength."

yes……

Wei Ke also looked surprised: "I didn't expect this imperial palace array to be so powerful. Didn't you say that the eight-foot magatama stored in it is just an imitation?"

In any case, this is an opportunity to investigate this place at close range. Therefore, Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Mr. Xiong all restrained their magic aura and spiritual senses, like ordinary people.

After crossing the Platycodon Gate, Fu Yang saw the iconic bronze statue of a knight on horseback and the city wall with a simple and solemn feel.

After that, there is a large square with many trees around it. The roads are paved with gravel, which rustles when you step on it. It is said that it was designed in ancient times to prevent ninjas from attacking at night. If you continue forward, you will soon see the elegance and exquisiteness.

The double bridge...

In Fu Yang's eyes, all the arrangements are a collection of various formations. Even if he doesn't dare to show his magic power easily here, he still has vision and theoretical knowledge!

He walked and looked, frowning and thinking.

"According to the information given by my cousin, the high imitation magic weapon of the eight-foot magatama that Xu Fu split with the Yuan Jie Pearl should be hidden in the deepest part of the Edo Imperial Palace. But at present, it seems that if you want to break in directly with brute force

It is extremely difficult to enter it. But you must find a way to enter the inner temple. Only by getting the imitation can you know the clues to the real thing. What a headache! What should I do..."

Fu Yang was having a headache. Wei Ke, who was beside him, gently pulled his sleeve and whispered to him: "Siyang, look over there. Those people... should also be cultivators."

Um?

Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong both followed Wei Ke's gaze and saw a few strange people about ten feet away from them.

They are all strong, over 1.9 meters tall, with big shoulders, round waists and strong muscles.

The temperament of these people...how should I put it? Although they are all wearing normal modern urban clothes, they just feel out of place.

It's like someone who has lived in the wilderness for a long time and comes to the city for the first time. To put it simply, it has a country bumpkin feel. However, it is something that people dare not underestimate.

Moreover, although they were all trying their best to contain their magical aura, Fu Yang could still tell at a glance that they were indeed not ordinary people!

Fu Yang whispered: "Weike, you are more sensitive. These people are indeed very weird. I wonder what the purpose of these cultivators came to the Edo Imperial Palace? It's a pity that we are here

Even in the Imperial Palace, they don’t dare to use their spiritual sense to investigate them rashly.”

Wei Ke observed it for a while and continued: "Judging from their skin color and appearance, they are definitely neither white nor black. But they are somewhat similar to us yellow people. But their temperament is completely different...not even similar.

He's an Oriental. That's weird!"

Facing the sensitivity of Fu Yang and Wei Ke, Mr. Xiong, a fat cat, didn't think too much. He carelessly scratched his belly with his hand: "Are you two too sensitive? Not every cultivator knows about Japan.

As for the three artifacts, not every cultivator wants to come to the imperial palace to snatch them. Who are they birdmen? By the way, you see there is a bird feather tied in the hair behind their ears. They really may be birdmen,

Hahaha."

Feathers on your head?!

Fu Yang took a closer look and found that it was exactly what Mr. Xiong said. He suddenly reacted: "They look like yellow people, but their temperament is completely different from Asians. And they have the habit of putting feathers on their heads. So they should probably be

...South American Indians! Why did they come to Japan?"

Fu Yang found it incredible!
Chapter completed!