A horse rides on floating clouds and travels a thousand miles in a day.
The flying magic weapon Li Changfeng brought was an extremely luxurious carriage that could fly and could seat everyone.
Except for some air leakage, everything else is good.
At noon the next day, Li Changfeng controlled the magic weapon to land on the ground and changed to land.
"You can't fly like this on the next road. Flying is prohibited within a ten-mile radius of the capital. If you fly in rashly, you will be shot by the commander of the Imperial Army." Li Changfeng explained.
"Shoot?" Jiang Wuji was surprised.
Not to mention how big the capital is, this ten-mile radius is already a very wide area. Can the commander of the Imperial Army in the capital shoot an intruder from such a long distance?
At this time, Han Jiangxue, who was sitting opposite Jiang Wuji, asked: "Master Li is talking about the second-grade martial artist Yang Zhan, right?"
"Well, that's him."
Seeing Jiang Wuji's curious face, Li Changfeng smiled and explained: "Instructor Yang is good at using a bow and has a good reputation. Although he is within the palace wall, it is not difficult to shoot a criminal ten miles away from the capital.
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Seeing the somewhat excited Cao Li on the side, Jiang Wuji couldn't help but sigh: "A second-grade martial artist is so terrifying..."
"Yes, the second grade is already very human." Li Changfeng sighed.
Jiang Wuji suddenly thought of something, so he asked: "Master Li calls himself a martial artist, but doesn't a martial artist not need to lose his emotions and desires?"
"Haha, I am both a fifth-grade martial artist and a fifth-grade casual cultivator. Otherwise, I would have died in the hands of Master Wuwei that day."
After hearing Li Changfeng's explanation, Jiang Wuji was shocked.
It turns out that the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is not his patent, but also that of Li Changfeng, and he is also a dual fifth-level master.
As for casual cultivators, they are cultivators who are neither Confucianism, Taoism, nor Buddhism.
Painting skins, making animals, sewing corpses, etc. belong to the subdivisions of casual cultivators, but some casual cultivators are not subdivided, such as Li Changfeng.
Recalling the day when he fought against Master Wuwei, he used his sword as his pen and the sky as his declaration, and he swung down a thick line of ink.
At first glance, he seems to have the aroma of Confucianism, but later he runs counter to Confucianism. At the same time, he is not a Confucian, because Confucianism cultivates righteousness, and like a martial artist, he can not abandon the world.
Jiang Wuji really couldn't see through Li Changfeng.
Just like before, he said that he and Zheng Xinghe were old friends and asked him to find Zheng Xinghe for guidance. What was the result?
Li Changfeng interrupted Jiang Wuji's thoughts and said, "I have something to do and I need to inform Brother Jiang in advance."
"Um?"
Li Changfeng: "The Leping epidemic caused an uproar in Beijing. I have told Brother Jiang the reason. Now, on top of this, there is the black poisonous disaster in South Vietnam. Brother Jiang's name is probably known to the whole capital."
After the words fell, Cao Li smiled and congratulated first, Xiao Yu looked worried, and Han Jiang Xue Que said tepidly:
"What can be achieved is just throwing away the smell of copper."
As for Zhu Yao, it seems that nothing can affect her eating.
"From your tone, this doesn't seem to be a good thing." Jiang Wuji said bluntly.
"Haha, how do you put this..." Li Changfeng sneered.
"Both of these matters have come before the Holy Lord, and coupled with Brother Jiang's impassioned speech in Lecheng before, many people in Beijing want to marry Brother Jiang."
"But I'm just a seventh-grade Taoist cultivator..." Jiang Wuji said with a bitter smile.
Han Jiangxue: "Yes, it's only seventh grade."
Li Changfeng shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with cultivation. For them, even ordinary people cannot ignore people whose names can be remembered by the Holy One."
"I can't say too much. In short, the capital city is deep in water. Although I don't know Brother Jiang's true purpose of coming to Beijing, joining Fengtian Division is probably the right choice for Brother Jiang."
There was something in Li Changfeng's words, and Jiang Wuji understood it clearly.
His biggest purpose in coming to the capital now is to go to the National Preceptor.
The National Preceptor is a flawless person just like herself. Maybe she is also related to the world on the other side.
As long as he can get in touch with the national master, his current situation can be correctly explained.
In addition, the ironclad evidence that Zhang Qiliang and the others want should not be difficult for the National Preceptor.
Just when Jiang Wuji was thinking this, Han Jiangxue, who was sitting opposite him, said, "Don't worry, I'm here."
Perhaps considering the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital, Han Jiangxue added: "Even if something happens, I will die first before you."
"It doesn't matter whether you want to or not, just remember that I will only protect you for one year." Han Jiangxue said.
Han Jiangxue had an official position and could not leave South Vietnam without permission.
However, with Li Changfeng intervening, it is not difficult. After all, the position of South Vietnamese general is still very attractive to fifth-grade warriors.
In addition, there are many types of generals, and Han Jiangxue's position is not very formal...
Jiang Wuji didn't need to worry about these things.
In less than an hour, a huge city gate appeared in front of us.
The sky above the city gate is crowded with auspicious clouds. Looking from a distance, an indescribable feeling hangs over my heart.
It seems that there are two completely different worlds inside and outside the city. The inside of the city is both desirable and awe-inspiring.
Different from other places, every one of the city gate guards exudes a frightening killing power. It is not difficult to imagine that these are the elites of Dali who have been on the battlefield and experienced life and death bloodshed.
After entering the city, the streets, big enough for five cars to pass abreast, were overcrowded.
However, these people in front of me were not merchants and ordinary people, but people from various ministries in the capital. They did not mean to welcome him, but instead seemed to block the way.
No matter what, this scene really exceeded Jiang Wuji's expectations, and Han Jiangxue opened her mouth in disapproval.
It seems that what Li Changfeng said is a bit conservative...
"Uu——"
Li Changfeng pulled the reins hard and stopped the carriage.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?"
Several people came forward and after bowing politely to Li Changfeng, they shouted one by one.
"The Minister of Rites invites Mr. Jiang to speak to his family."
"The Minister of the Ministry of Hubu asked Mr. Jiang to give a statement to his house."
"The Minister of Industry invites Mr. Jiang to give a statement."
"The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment invites Mr. Jiang to make a statement at his house."
"The Minister of the Ministry of Official Affairs invites Mr. Jiang to give a statement at his house."
"The Imperial City Department has invited Mr. Jiang."
"Hulong Temple invites Donor Jiang."
"I would like to invite Friend Jiang to the Temple of Immortality."
"Yunmo Academy invites Brother Jiang."
"..."
After these people finished shouting, Li Changfeng on the side bowed his hand to Jiang Wuji, "Fengtiansi also invites Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Wuji: "..."
Seeing the smile hidden in Li Changfeng's eyes, you knew that this guy had already known about this scene.
Is this guy trying to make fun of me?
No...he kind of reminded me when we entered the city.
But what are these guys doing now...
Isn’t it clear that if you agree to one family, you will offend the others?
Also, what do you mean when you, a minister of the Ministry of Justice, come to me? Do you want to treat me to jail time?
"Everyone..."
Unable to get off the tiger, Jiang Wuji could only bite the bullet and speak.
"My lower body is seriously injured and I'm a little dizzy..."
Before Jiang Wuji could finish speaking, an old guy with red lips and white skin, who was neither male nor female, came walking on the wind.
Everyone bowed their heads and bowed when they saw him.
"Eunuch Liu!"
Oh, old eunuch...
Eunuch Liu looked at Jiang Wuji, and at the same time he felt a bit coquettish.
Then he cleared his throat and said in a neither yin nor yang voice: "The Holy Spirit has spoken -"
"Wow!"
Except for Jiang Wuji, who had not yet reacted, everyone knelt down.
"The people of Leping suffered greatly from the great epidemic. I also heard about the black poison in South Vietnam..."
The old eunuch said a lot, but Jiang Wuji only understood the last sentence, which was long and unvoiced.
