Standing tall and guarding this ancient city, the cold wind is unbearable for ordinary people.
The city wall that rises out of thin air is too tall, and the wind that sweeps through it makes it difficult for ordinary people to stand firm. If you are not careful, you may be blown away by the knife-like wind.
Li Xi'an stood on the city wall, with a blue bird perched on his fingertips. His black robe danced wildly like a flag, and he stood here as a flagpole that would not fall down.
The blue bird is one of the pictograms of the Heavenly Cauldron.
He whispered some information, recorded it in the seal script, and informed Qingyan in the Taihang Mountains. The Taihang Mountains were far away from the imperial capital, but this matter was not difficult for Li Xi'an now.
After doing this, Li Xi'an turned and left. The ancient living creatures surrounding him made way for him.
It was hard not to attract the attention of these ancient defenders when a strange demon king with full blood was standing on the ancient city wall. After Li Xi'an climbed onto the city wall, these defenders followed closely. They were wearing heavy black armor and holding sharp axes.
The whole burly body of the spear is buried in the armor, and its appearance cannot be seen clearly.
There is no need to see the appearance clearly.
These guardians have long been individuated over the long years.
Li Xi'an carefully studied the structure of the awakened imperial capital and couldn't see anything. He only had some understanding of the ancient city walls and the sealed living beings in the palace complex. His knowledge was too shallow. It was obvious that he had built this capital in the past and believed in it.
The man who will one day awaken to become the refuge of humanity today far surpasses him in this respect.
Treasures left to the present world from the hidden era.
The burly guards stood on the ancient city wall and silently watched Li Xi'an leave. It was obviously the first time that this demon king appeared in front of them, but the aura felt familiar to the guards.
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A week later, early in the morning, the Li family's ancestral land.
It is more like a small rural town than a bustling capital, sitting alone in a beautiful corner of the city.
Red flower ribbons, gongs, drums and suona.
It sounds like the sound of festive music is mixed with the loud words and blessings. At a glance, it feels like the perfect red costumes are mixed with the moving heads of the guests, making it red and black.
Li Xi'an was wearing modern attire, black summer short-sleeved shorts, and was inconspicuous in the crowd.
Some people misunderstood him as a high school student.
He always kept his word and would definitely come back when he said he would come. He didn't even need to ask Zhao Xingzhou where he was. Most of the guests in the hall were close friends and relatives that the two had made friends with in the past few years. Li Xi'an couldn't recognize a few, but the ones he could recognize were standing still.
Not here.
Most of the older people came from the imperial capital's research institutes and have made outstanding contributions to the city.
For example, the outpost, or the radio gymnastics.
I heard that I have recently been studying the fusion of modern warfare weapons and spirits, and I have to explode a few times from time to time. This time I rarely left my research to attend the wedding of two outstanding juniors.
People from various fields talked to each other, whom I had never seen or heard anywhere.
Li Xi'an, on the other hand, was alone with a dragon leaning on it, and there was nothing around him. Qing Yan was invited to be the bridesmaid, and Chu Xing'er went to join in the fun. No one knew this mountain god of the Taihang Mountains, and the pictures of the imperial capital that circulated showed the stern and ferocious dragon shape.
No one would think of the inconspicuous young man at the table. Zhao Xingzhou was shrewd and knew that Li Xi'an liked to relax, so no one among the passing guests knew about it.
He sat in the lively scene, his eyes reflecting the laughter and laughter of people coming and going.
But he was as quiet as an old well.
Following an underground shout of "Here comes the groom," the crowd surged out. Li Xi'an looked out along the surging crowd and chuckled.
The white horse is decorated with red flowers, followed by Jiaozi. The man is riding on the horse, holding hands there. The winking expression does not look like someone who comes to marry a wife, but more like an ancient scholar. He gets off the horse and hands out red envelopes in one go. Everyone has a share, Li Xi
An also had it. When Zhao Xingzhou gave him the red envelope, he showed his big white teeth that he had brushed several times.
When the crowd gathered around the man in red robe and entered the room, red envelopes embroidered with gold flew on the young man's fingertips. Li Xi'an leaned on the chair and pondered for a moment, finally feeling that something was missing.
Lift a bamboo basket.
The slightly old bamboo basket contained wine, with a few petals floating on it, blocking the escaping aroma of the wine.
Bamboo Basket is a wine brewed from a bamboo basket that collects souls. This bamboo basket has lost its spiritual energy, but it can be used to make wine. Ordinary wine is put into the bamboo basket for a day and night and immediately turns into the most beautiful wine in the world. Li Xi'an has been a little obsessed recently.
, his brewing technique can be called poor to the previous owner of this bamboo basket, but he can still brew a delicious taste. He thought something was missing, it turned out that wine was needed, but at this moment he had
Drink alone.
The wine enters the throat, and the mellow aroma accompanied by spiciness blooms on the tip of the tongue, and then goes all the way down the throat.
This is the kind of wine that can make dragons smell a bit drunk.
Someone sat down opposite him, with a dusty appearance. He was an old man with a white beard, a bit fairy-like, but he was staring at big sunglasses on his head. The summer sun was shining, so it was reasonable for this old man to wear sunglasses and there was nothing wrong with it.
.
"My little friend, are you drinking alone here?"
"Taoist?" Li Xi'an asked with a smile, "You are not from here, are you?"
"Hey! Don't care if I'm from here or not. I see my little friend is really lonely drinking alone, and I can't bear it, so let's share a wine table. How about it?" The old man stretched his neck and took out a gourd from his sleeve.
Even those tattered sleeves didn't look like they could fit a gourd the size of this man's head.
"As for me, I don't usually have any other hobbies, and I don't have many things to accompany me when I travel around. This gourd is just one piece." The old Taoist knocked on the gourd, making a heavy sound, and it was filled with wine. "I think this wine is quite good.
, to be honest, it’s still worse than what you put in your basket, little friend.”
"If you don't mind, I'll invite you to have a drink!"
Li Xi'an took out a glass at random, scooped out half of the glass from the bamboo basket and sent it to the old Taoist.
"This is……"
"If you drink, drink. Taoist, you are too wordy." Li Xi'an said calmly.
"Hahahaha!" The old Taoist held up the wine glass, "It's true that I fell behind, so I will punish myself with one drink!"
One person and one Jiao were drinking and chatting there. The old Taoist was particularly enthusiastic. When he didn't touch the wine, he still had the taste of immortality. But when he touched the wine, he completely turned into a village uncle. His face was red and he said the same thing.
over.
"This wine is so wonderful...so wonderful, so wonderful." The village man sighed and said it twice again, shaking his head as he said, "But the method of making wine is not very good, this is not as good as ten
The god of the mountain king in Wanda Mountain is really drunk."
Li Xi'an raised his eyes, and the golden tide surged up.
"Su Chengzi of Jiangnan Xuanmiao Temple." The old Taoist said. "My little friend, ah, no, you might as well report to your family. What if I find the wrong one?"
In front of the house on the other side.
The bride wore a red hijab and came to receive her bride. Naturally, she was going to the ancestral home of the Zhao family. Qing Yan, as the bridesmaid, was also dressed in a festive dress and rarely wore exquisite makeup. After she left the room, she looked around and saw the guests here.
Most of them knew this great demon king with unparalleled combat power in the Taihang Mountains. When Qing Yan looked over, they all nodded.
Qing Yan frowned.
The house was full of guests and friends, but there was no dragon in sight.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There will be another chapter later. In fact, there is also an exam today.
But thinking that you won't be able to celebrate Children's Day, I can only update it for you to comfort your injured adult world.