The initial invincibility period of one year has now passed less than two months.
Zhang Dongyun is trying to search for other fairy fragments in order to extend the invincibility time.
On the other side, they constantly complete system tasks and win opportunities for city expansion and upgrade.
If he could continue to expand like this and bring Yang Li and others, as well as other fairy fragments, directly into the city, then he would naturally not have to bother looking for them.
However, the city is not big enough right now, and the time is only about ten months and three hundred days.
System tasks still require time.
If it really doesn't work, City Lord Zhang has no choice but to personally go into battle to initiate and encourage the young people to grow.
For now, we can leave the work to Shen Herong and the others first.
As for outside the city...
Zhang Dongyun stood up from his seat and walked around the Daming Palace.
In addition to the secret cabinet, the Eastern Tang Dynasty should have other espionage channels, why haven't they come yet?
Could it be that he was frightened after learning about the fate of Ange Gu Hechuan and Phantom?
If you don't go up the mountain, you should make a fuss at the foot of the mountain... Zhang Dongyun thought in his mind.
The city of Chang'an on the mountain is changing with each passing day.
Yamashita also looked like he had changed the world.
The Hanshan Sect regained control of Qinzhou Prefecture, and the ferry business was booming.
After returning to Tianyu to personally escort a batch of ore onto the ship, he returned to Chang'an.
However, before he could return to the mountain, he was suddenly intercepted.
The scene is a bit bizarre.
The one-eyed warrior, dressed in fine attire, with a strong body and a capable face, was blocked by a scholar.
Hui Tianyu quietly stared at the young scholar in front of him with one eye, without looking down on him.
In this world, there is a path of spiritual practice called Confucian spiritual practice.
Killing with pen and paper is not a metaphor, but a literal method of killing.
"Qinzhou Mansion is under the rule of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Naturally, this brother is also a citizen of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He works for the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He comes without any hesitation?" The scholar said with a smile and a soothing tone.
The one-eyed young man was slightly dazed and almost nodded subconsciously.
But he quickly became alert.
Confucianism’s beautiful heart and embroidered mouth?
The other party is indeed a Confucian practitioner, and his level is not low.
The first state of Confucian practice is called enlightenment.
When scholars embark on the path of cultivation, this realm is mainly for laying the foundation, improving memory and understanding, but it is not suitable for direct confrontation with the enemy.
But when we reach the second level of Confucian practice, cultivating Qi, the situation is different.
He has poetry and calligraphy in his belly, cultivates his talent and elegance, his heart is embroidered and his mouth is embroidered, his soul is sharp, his mind is firm, his words can vaguely influence other people's thoughts, and it is easy to convince others.
Although it still does not have the capability of frontal combat, as long as it is used properly, it will naturally have miraculous effects.
Hui Tianyu is the third level of cultivation in martial arts. Although the warrior does not directly cultivate the soul, from the outside to the inside, if the physical Qi and blood are strong, the spiritual will will be firm.
For a practitioner in the second realm of Confucianism, Jin Xin Xiu Kou cannot influence him at all.
Even if a Confucian practitioner who is also in the third realm shows the miraculous power of Jin Xin Xiu Kou, he will not fall for it immediately when he returns to Tianyu and asks himself.
The scholar in front of him looks young, but his level of cultivation may be higher than him.
If it hadn't been for the improvement of the Hanshan Sect's mental method by Mr. Wu Yun, I'm afraid it would have been totally unstoppable.
While Hui Tianyu was awakening in his heart, he had a look of confusion on his face.
"Yes, I am Dong Tang..."
Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly lit up, like lightning piercing the night sky!
The Jinghong Sword in the Dark Night!
Hui Tianyu pretended to be still affected by the opponent's Jinxinxiu words, but in fact he suddenly drew his sword.
The Dark Night Jinghong Sword is already known for its speed, but Hui Tianyu's move is tantamount to a sudden fall after faking a surrender.
Therefore, in a flash of light, the sword struck in front of the young scholar.
The scholar was also shocked and could hardly react.
He observed Hui Tianyu for a long time and asked himself that since he was of a higher level than the other party and that he was from a famous family, there was no way he could not defeat someone from a small local power.
Unexpectedly, this one-eyed young man not only broke free from the influence of his beautiful heart, but also used such a stunning sword.
In a close combat, martial arts practitioners will undoubtedly have the advantage.
The scholar's talents surged all over his body, as if blown by the breeze, his body lost weight and flew backwards with the wind.
But he lost the opportunity, Hui Tianyu's sword light had already pierced in front of him, and he had no time to resist.
Fortunately, a jade pendant on his waist suddenly flashed.
The light condensed into a three-foot-long ancient sword in mid-air.
The ancient sword is dangerous and dangerous. Help the scholar intercept the long sword that returns to Tianyu.
The edge of the sword was deflected by the ancient sword and scratched the scholar's temple.
The scholar felt a chill, and his hair might have fallen down.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty." The scholar became frightened and looked serious.
He recited poems and breathed out like the wind.
While he was reciting, Hui Tianyu did not answer, but continued to draw his sword as fast as thunder and lightning.
The young scholar stood there with a sneer, neither dodging nor retreating, just reciting to himself.
And that illusory ancient sword stood by his side, helping him block the sword edge coming back to Tianyu.
Hui Tianyu saw that the opponent was protected by treasures and was not afraid of a warrior like him even if he was close, so he stopped fighting and immediately drew his sword and retreated.
After the scholar finished reciting the poem, his talent suddenly turned into cold wind, as sharp as a sword, and slashed back to the sky.
The one-eyed young man swung his sword and barely resisted the wind and frost in the sky.
After blocking a few rounds, he became overwhelmed and gradually couldn't take care of himself.
Fortunately, at this time, a sword struck from the distance, breaking the sword and the wind.
Then the sword flashed and he was in front of the scholar again.
This time the sword light was so fast that the scholar himself could not react.
All thanks to that illusory ancient sword, he once again blocked the opponent's sword light in the air.
But this time, the ancient sword was swept away by the opponent's sword light.
As soon as the visitor reached out his hand, he had already caught the scholar.
"Don't move around. Guo's sword must be faster than your mouth." The other party said.
"See the leader." Hui Tianyu on the side breathed a sigh of relief.
The person who came was none other than Guo Zi.
The young scholar who was captured felt his heart tremble again.
Guo Zi and Hui Tianyu have the same swordsmanship.
Are all Hanshan sect members like this?
Where did they learn swordsmanship?
The Hanshan Sect has already had this kind of martial arts inheritance, so there is no need to stay in Qinzhou Prefecture.
Wait...what about Chang'an?
The scholar wakes up.
He looked at Hui Tianyu and then at Guo Zi.
The latter is probably ambushing him...
But the young scholar was not panicked.
He didn't resist, just smiled: "I underestimated you, but it's better if you let me go."
Guo Zi ignored him, carried him up the mountain, and followed him back to Tianyu.
The scholar was on the road, relaxed at first, but gradually became uneasy.
All the way back to Chang'an City, Guo Zi took the scholar to find Mr. Wu Yun to revive him.
"Mr. Geng, we caught a scholar who is in the fourth level of Confucianism. He seems to be from a famous family."
In the lobby, Mr. Wuyun's voice came out:
"Yes, from the Cheng family."
Several people entered the lobby and saw that besides Mr. Wu Yun, who looked like an old man in black, there were two other people in the hall.
One person is Chen Jiezhi.
The other person is a middle-aged man in white clothes, with elegant and handsome appearance.
But he looked troubled.
"Uncle Qi..." When the young scholar saw the middle-aged man, his face suddenly turned ugly.