Not long after the car drove, it drove into the Fifth Ring Road, and found a gas station in the middle to add fuel. As the car drove into Beijing, traffic gradually increased, and finally got stuck at an intersection.

"Will there be traffic jams in a city as big as Beijing?" Xinhao asked curiously.

"Beijing is big, but don't forget that there are more people in Beijing than in Beijing, and traffic jams are very common. You can tell at a glance that you have been to Beijing, a rustic bun." After Wu Wanchuan said this, he felt his ears hurt and his ears were pulled up, "What are you doing? Are you doing this to your life-savior?"

Xin Hao was holding his ear. He held the seat and squatted halfway. He reached into the cab in front and said to Wu Wanchuan: "Brother Wu, I am grateful to you, but you can't say I am a local bun, do you know? If you have the ability, you can preach to me. If you can't answer, you can win, what if you win?"

"I admit defeat, okay. I didn't think about reading Daocang from the day I entered the master's sect. Can you read Daocang through it just by kid?" Wu Wanchuan's mouth curled up. He wanted to see how much ability this little guy has.

"I started reading Taoist sect at the age of three, practice martial arts at the age of five, practice swordsmanship at the age of eight, and have my own cultivation at the age of seventeen. Now I am twenty. If nothing unexpected happens, I will have troops next year or the year after. If I don't brag, can you compare with me?"

After hearing this, Wu Wanchuan laughed: "I really can't compare to you, but I have lived longer than you. I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I am the master's closed disciple, although it's not now."

"You have lived for a hundred years, wait, your name is Wu Wanchuan, your brother is Wu Wantian, you are that twin, the twin who rebeled out of the sect a hundred years ago!" Xin Hao became more and more excited as he spoke. In the end, he didn't know how much louder his voice was. Xin Hao widened his eyes, as if he could not accept what he saw and what he heard in his ears. His hand pointing at Wu Wanchuan trembled involuntarily, and his other hand trembled to touch the door handle, thinking of opening the door and escaping the way.

"It's not that the reaction is so fierce. Besides, it was not me who rebeled from the army and killed many people. It was my brother. Desire and jealousy distorted his heart. I just wanted to help him correct it, so I chased him out. Then I haven't been back for a hundred years. I blame me?" Wu Wanchuan couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the rumors were terrible. This hundred years have been enough to make a person a heinous bad guy, but who would have thought that this legendary bad guy could survive until now?

"Don't you know that your name has been listed as a forbidden word in the master's sect. Few people dare to kick your name. These are all said by the senior brother." Xin Hao calmed down a little, his hands did not tremble as before, but he still had a slight tremor.

"That fat man is so fucking an official, he still can't come out of the mountain every day, but he can't stay there, time is coming." Wu Wanchuan said, looking at the gray sky outside.

"Time is here, what's going on, what's going on." Xinhao felt something was wrong with Wu Wanchuan, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a small problem." Wu Wanchuan came to his senses and saw that the front had already been opened, so he started the car again and drove towards the city.

I had no words all the way, and the car drove to Chongwenmen Street not far from Tiananmen Square and stopped. I couldn't drive in anymore. If I drive again, I guess something could happen again.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, where is my weapon?" Xinhao got out of the car and said this to Wu Wanchuan. Wu Wanchuan was so scared that he quickly covered his mouth: "Little ancestor, please be careful. Now we are in Beijing. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will throw you under the Jinshui Bridge before the police come."

"Where is Jinshui Bridge? Is it full of gold and water?" Xinhao pushed Wu Wanchuan's hand away and tidied up his clothes. It was the clothes Wu Wanchuan changed into after he treated his wounds. It was the same Tang suit from Wu Wanchuan, but it was just a black linen Tang suit.

"You will know in a while. Also, please keep your mouth shut. Do you understand?" Wu Wanchuan leaned close to Xinhao and said seriously.

"Oh, I got it, I can stop talking, please take me to the Forbidden City quickly." Xinhao nodded and said expressionlessly.

"I really can't do anything to you, follow me." Wu Wanchuan turned around and walked towards the Forbidden City, and Xinhao followed honestly.

"Hey, Brother Wu, why do you want to park elsewhere? Isn't you allowed to park at the gate of the Forbidden City?"

"Yes, I really don't let you. If you think about it, they will think you are a bad person and then arrest you."

"Oh, hey, this is Dongjiaomin Lane. I have read it in the book. This was a foreign embassy before?"

"Yes, this place was indeed the case during the Qing Dynasty, and it is not much different from tourist attractions now."

"This is a big place, there is also a city tower here, and the city wall must have been demolished."

"Yes, this is Tiananmen Square. How about it, isn't it so grand?"

"Yes, can you tell me what kind of buildings are these?" Xinhao pointed to several buildings in the square and asked Wu Wanchuan.

"This is not simple. This city tower is Zhengyang Gate. Going forward, it is Chairman Mao's Memorial Hall. Inside, there is the great leader Chairman Mao. In front is the Monument to the People's Heroes. Going forward, it is our national flag. Thinking back then, I watched them build this place. By the way, you can stand where the national flag is looking towards the memorial hall. It is very interesting." When Wu Wanchuan heard Xinhao ask this, he couldn't stop talking and talked endlessly about the things that happened to Xinhao back then.

"Well, I know this, a stick of incense, a monument, and a tomb, which is pretty good." Xinhao stood up in the square for a while, deliberately looked at the buildings in the square, and turned around and left after seeing it. "The one in front should be the Forbidden City, go there and take a look."

"Hey, you guy, wait for me." Wu Wanchuan thought to himself that this kid is so fucking, why is there no idea about doing things? Thinking of this in his heart, he still followed him. If Xin Hao was thrown away, he would be very guilty.

Standing under the national flag, across Chang'an Street, Xinhao could feel a cold air coming from the Forbidden City. He suddenly gave up the idea of ​​going in and visiting, but turned his head to look at Wu Wanchuan, who was sweating behind him, and looked up at the only dazzling sun in the gray sky. After thinking about it, he was still preparing to cross the street and go into the Forbidden City to take a look.

"You want to die, don't you? You dare to cross the road on Chang'an Street, follow me." Wu Wanchuan came up and grabbed Xinhao, glared at him and saw that no one was looking at this place. With a change of mind, the two disappeared from the spot and appeared in an inconspicuous corner of the Tiananmen Gate Tower the next second.

"You are blatantly playing teleport here, no one cares about you?" Xin Hao looked at Wu Wanchuan with a cold face.

"Don't care about so much, don't forget, what things you carry with you? No matter whether you have a certificate or not, as long as you find that, tell me what you do. I still have to pick you up at that time. Didn't you say that you think about it? Go down to the Forbidden City." After Wu Wanchuan said that, he was about to go down and Xinhao grabbed him. Wu Wanchuan tried his best and found that Xinhao was standing there without moving at all. "Oh, my junior brother is good, I have some kung fu. It seems that the title of genius is not in vain. What, what do you want to do?"

"Look at the Jinshui Bridge first." Xinhao sent Wu Wanchuan away and walked to the railings of the Tiananmen Gate Tower. He held the railings and looked down. Many buildings in Beijing were in sight. He looked down at the bottom. A water flowed in front of him, like a jade belt. The five bridges on the water naturally became decorations on the jade belt.

"There is golden water flowing across the city gate, and there is a bridge above, called Jinshui Bridge." Xinhao blinked and looked at the Jinshui Bridge, "It's not good-looking, it's boring." After that, he turned around and went downstairs.

Wu Wanchuan's face looked a little bad: "You are a good person, but your temper is so weird. I remember that's not like this at the beginning." He shook his head and followed.

After getting off the Tiananmen Gate Tower, Xinhao walked forward, looking at the surrounding environment casually while walking, feeling very depressed, and the cold feeling just now became stronger and stronger. It seemed that there was something that could easily defeat Xinhao's existence, or even defeat Wu Wanchuan without any effort.

As Xinhao thought of this, his heartbeat became faster and gradually lost his sense of direction. As he walked, he felt that there were fewer and fewer people. Xinhao was anxious. When he turned back, he saw a bluestone path extending forward, covered with moss. Some had climbed onto the red painted high walls, high walls, and deep palaces on both sides of the road, giving people a feeling of depression. Xinhao pointed his toes, and thought of jumping to the wall and seeing where the road was. Who would have thought that the soles of his feet slipped. Xinhao fell steadily and lay on the ground for a long time before slowly standing up, covering his mouth and looking down at his feet. It turned out that the soles of his feet were also the kind of smooth moss under his feet. Xinhao thought to himself, why did all the unlucky things run away from me? Didn’t he just now have nothing? Why did so many things come out in a while?

It was a waste of time to think about it. It would be better to see what happened. However, the Tang Dao Dao and Dagger were not on his body, and the things given by the senior brother on his body were no longer there. If this happened, there would be no chance to fight back. But then he thought that life and death were destined to be rich and noble. No matter how afraid of death, he would eventually die, it would be a day for him to die. It was just sooner or later. Besides, he had died once, and he still cared about this second time? Obviously, he didn't take the words of the King of Hell to heart.

Xinhao looked around and began to meditate cross-legged. He did not sense anything, but calmed down, looked at his nose, looked at his nose, and cared for his mouth, and kept his mind at the square of the spiritual platform, abandoning all distractions and all emotions, as if he was the only one in the world now.

Xinhao then thought of himself, his body, the twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in his body, and felt the golden qi flowing slowly, and went to every corner of his body. Then his mind moved, and part of the qi gathered towards Xinhao's Yintang part, and the other part of the qi was divided into two parts, and the Danzhong and Dantian parts were divided into two parts. In the past, there would be golden balls appearing when the qi gathered, but today it did not.

Because Xinhao's focus today is not on cultivating golden light, but on the dantian three inches below the navel. So he had to guard two places today, one is the square inch of the spiritual platform, and the other is the dantian Qihai. While guarding the mind, Xinhao felt some qi gathering outwards towards him. After entering his body, he went straight to the dantian, completely ignoring the Yintang and Danzhong that Xinhao had valued before. Gradually, a small vortex formed around Xinhao's dantian, attracting the rest of the qi of heaven and earth to gather on him.

As time passed, the energy of heaven and earth was in a full state, and the rotation of the vortex gradually slowed down. Xinhao felt that the time was almost done, and released the qi that existed elsewhere, and went to the dantian to continuously press on these qi, and at the same time purified the vital energy of the heaven and earth. As the vortex became smaller and smaller, the color gradually became golden yellow. Finally, the vortex turned into an irregularly shaped nuclear object and existed in Xinhao's dantian. The other qi also returned to its original track and ran steadily. It was not just an illusion or something, but Xinhao felt that the color of the qi in his body was much brighter today than before.
Chapter completed!