I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Lu Xian, Mr. Luanshan, is not from the Confucian family, but he is also an important figure in Yansheng Mansion.

He has a high level of knowledge and cultivation, and he married a daughter of the Kong family in the past. She is an outstanding figure recruited and trained by the Yansheng Mansion.

Lu Xian is walking outside, like the Kong family, he can represent Yansheng Mansion.

What is the purpose of his visit to Zhao Family Dynasty?

Chu Chaowen was thinking in his heart as he went to Fengming City with others.

In normal times, this must be Yansheng Mansion and Zhao Family Dynasty working together to suppress Jiufeng Academy.

But at this point in time, not necessarily.

Yansheng Mansion and Jiufeng Academy had just ceased fighting, and both sides had a common enemy, Chang'an City.

Of course, even if the war ceased on the surface, Yansheng Mansion might secretly cooperate with the Zhao Family Dynasty to continue to target Jiufeng Academy.

But, is there another possibility?

Is it possible that they all came for Chang'an City?

Chu Chaowen couldn't help but conjecture in his heart.

The other party may have gotten the news that the Nanzong of Shushan was also going to trouble Chang'an City, so he invited him to plan together.

When they arrived in Fengming City, Chu Chaowen's guess was verified.

"Mr. Luanshan" Lu Xian came here, in addition to discussing with the Zhao Family Dynasty and jointly suppressing Jiufeng Academy, the more urgent thing now is to deal with the sudden and aggressive Chang'an City.

Now it is expected that Chang'an City will conflict with Jiufeng Academy first, so everyone is not in a hurry to do it immediately.

But at least, first find out what is true inside and outside Chang'an.

For the vast majority of people in Central Earth, the biggest problem facing Chang'an City today is that it is too mysterious.

At present, everyone only knows that Chang'an is from Eastern Xinjiang, and there are many masters above the Nine Realms.

But who is the Lord of Chang'an City, who are the people in Chang'an City, and what do they want to do in the Nine Realms of Middle-earth...

All of this is now a mystery.

In the past, if any force in the barren eastern border dared to set foot in the middle of the earth so arrogantly, no matter whether it was the Zhao family dynasty, the Yansheng mansion or the Nanzong of Shushan, it would have pushed it into the sea, beaten all the way back to the eastern border, and then in the eastern border. Territory destroys it full door.

But now there are various indications that Chang'an City is unusual.

So everyone became cautious.

Everyone is pondering first, ascertaining the reality of Chang'an, knowing ourselves and the enemy, and then deciding on the next move.

It's just, where to start, let everyone fall into contemplation for a while...

In the city of Chang'an, which has been missed by various forces in China and Turkey, the operation to march into China is now in full swing.

Except for the disciples of the first batch of disciples from the Wild Thunder Sect and the Shaoyuan Academy who were traveling to the west, more and more people from Chang'an City have volunteered to go to Zhongtu.

Zhang Dongyun waved his hand, agreeing to everything.

Regardless of what the current Zhao family dynasty really thinks, at least on the surface, Chang'an City and the Zhao family dynasty were in a honeymoon period.

Apart from Jiangdong Road being occupied by Chang'an as the first base after landing, here gradually began to obtain a large amount of supplies from the Zhao family dynasty through commerce and trade.

Some of the rare treasures were continuously transported back to Chang'an City in Eastern Xinjiang by sea.

In the Daming Palace at this moment, a certain city lord surnamed Zhang is playing with a section of plant rhizome that looks like a bamboo knot.

It looks like a bamboo branch, but the whole body is blood red, and there are streaks of blood on the surface, flashing strange streamers, like the blood vessels of animals.

The name of this treasure is Bamboo Kylin, and it is a panacea special to the Middle Kingdom, which has never been found in Eastern Xinjiang.

The martial artist refines and swallows it, which can greatly exercise their own qi and blood.

For Zhang Dongyun's own cultivation level, it is the panacea that is most needed at the moment.

He was not in a hurry to refine alchemy or swallow it directly, but shook his hand first.

As a result, a blood-red bamboo branch fell from the sky and fell from the Daming Palace into the medicine field in Chang'an City below.

Under the action of the Invincible City system, this bamboo joint suddenly revived and turned into a blood-red bamboo forest.

After the bamboo unicorns were re-cultivated in large quantities, City Lord Zhang leisurely picked and enjoyed them.

He slowly felt that his blood was further condensed.

The door for Emperor Wu to compete in the world is gradually appearing in front of him and slowly opening.

At this time, someone suddenly asked to see him.

After Zhang Dongyun's permission, the little monk Huiming appeared in Daming Palace.

"The poor monk has been away from his master for a long time, and he wants to return to the middle land to visit his mentor and fellow disciples. I hope His Majesty will allow you." Huiming clasped his palms together and bowed to Zhang Dongyun who was seated.

"Go."

Zhang Dongyun said calmly.

A young scholar at the side smiled and handed a letter to Huiming: "By the way, pass this letter on to your master, Master Kongru."

"Yes." Huiming replied, and stepped forward to take the letter.

Chang'an City has great magical powers, he has heard of it for a long time.

Although the little monk had never clearly stated his origin, he was not very surprised that Chang'an City had insight into the truth.

After watching Huiming's figure leave, Shen Herong who looked like "Mr. He" smiled slightly: "This little monk does look a bit like his master."

Zhang Dongyun also smiled and didn't say much.

There is also relevant information in the memory left by the evil emperor.

Master Kong Ru was one of the elders of Leiyin Temple in the past, but he had a disagreement with Leiyin Temple in the early years and traveled far away from the temple early.

After that, Leiyin Temple was destroyed, and the scattered monks established Zhongyue, Lingguang and Bodhi Temples respectively.

Master Kongru is one of the founders of Zhongyue Temple.

"Later, it was still the same. Kong Ru, the abbot of Zhongyue Temple, had a disagreement with Kong Yuan, and finally Kong Ru left the temple again."

Shen Herong shook his head lightly: "Since then, he has disappeared, but later I heard that he has a successor who traveled all over the world."

Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly.

Shen Herong was reincarnated as Shen Qian in her previous life, and she had been in Middle-earth before, accompanying the rise of the Shen family and Jiufeng Academy.

However, that was ten years ago.

At that time, little monk Huiming was still wearing crotch pants.

The so-called Kong Ruo has a disciple who re-enters the world and travels the world. He should be Huiming's senior brother.

He himself once said that apart from his teacher Kong Ru, there are two senior brothers.

"Let him go." Zhang Dongyun said indifferently.

Shen Herong also nodded.

City Lord Zhang's field of vision covered the entire Invincible City.

At this time, the little monk Huiming in Chang'an hadn't left the range of the Invincible City.

"Junior Brother Yongse, do you want to go back to Middle Earth with me?"

Huiming looked at the younger Yongse and asked.

Yongse shook his head: "I stay here with Master and his old man, hoping to go back together one day."

He looked up at Huiming, with some hesitation in his tone: "Brother, are you still coming back?"

Huiming couldn't help laughing: "Of course, I'm just going back to visit my master and brother, and I'll be back soon."

"Oh, brother, hurry up and come back." Yong Se said with some embarrassment: "The rest of Chang'an is pretty good, but there are few Buddhist disciples like us."

"Then we will meet later." Huiming waved his hand with a smile, bid farewell to Yongse, and left the city.

He crossed many city walls all the way, crossed the land of Eastern Xinjiang, and came to the seaside of Eastern Xinjiang and West Sea.

In the past, when he crossed the sea from the Middle Earth and came to the Eastern Border, Huiming's cultivation in the seventh realm was full of dangers.

If it weren't for the exquisite Buddhism he practiced, he might have died at sea directly.

Today, the strength of the young monks' cultivation has improved compared to the past, and the safety of crossing the sea has been greatly improved.

But instead of crossing the barren sea alone, he took the big ship of Chang'an from Eastern Border to Middle Earth.

Standing on the deck, watching the formation move along with the ship on the sea surface to calm the storm in the barren sea, the little monk Huiming was deeply moved.

Even though he had heard about it beforehand, seeing it with his own eyes at this moment still shocked him.

Although Huiming followed Master Kongru and often accompanied the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha since he was a child, his vision is not shallow.

The Taoist formation that can be moved has never existed, even in the Taiqing Palace and the Zhengyi School in Zhongtu, and even in the Chunyang Palace in the past.

Chang'an, it's truly miraculous.

Being able to rule the eastern border is nothing in the eyes of people from Middle Earth.

But being able to surpass the major holy places in Middle-earth is a completely different concept.

At this time, little monk Huiming had to recite Buddhist scriptures silently in order to let his heart and mind be purified again.

The magic circle can't help protecting the ship from the terrifying wind and waves, and it also greatly increases the speed of the ship.

According to Huiming's estimation, this speed seems to be no less than that of the seventh and eighth level master Feidun, and it is no problem to travel thousands of miles a day.

He listened to the conversation of the boatmen, the real Huifang, Chen Yu and others are constantly trying, and will soon have new results.

At that time, the effect of the magic circle will be even higher than it is now.

After hearing this, Huiming couldn't help feeling fascinated.

After the ship docked, he disembarked and went to Wanghai City first, met Li Jie, Zhuo Zui and others who were operating here in Chang'an, and then left Zhao Family Dynasty Jiangdong Road all the way.

Huiming headed north all the way, but he didn't have to travel too far.

His master, Kongru, is in the Zhao family's dynasty, where the master lives in seclusion.

In the secluded mountains, there is an ancient temple that looks old but is neat and complete.

A young monk who looked to be in his twenties or thirties was sweeping the floor outside the gate of the ancient temple.

He seemed to feel something in his heart and raised his head.

Soon, the little monk Huiming appeared on the mountain road.

When Huiming saw him at this moment, a smile appeared on his face: "Second Senior Brother!"

"Little brother is back."

The monk also showed joy: "Where did you go on this trip, and what did you gain?"

"It's hard to say, let me talk about it in detail later." Huiming rushed outside the temple: "Where are the master and senior brother?"

"Master is receiving guests."

The smile on the monk's face faded a bit: "Brother, he... has left."

Huiming keenly noticed that the other party seemed to have something hard to say.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Judging from what the second senior brother meant, the senior senior brother didn't go out to experience and increase his knowledge as usual.

"What happened?" Huiming asked quickly.

The young monk hesitated to speak: "After the master finishes seeing the guests, you go to see the master first, and I will talk to you in detail later, in short... it is hard to say."

Huiming nodded silently.

At this time, the other party turned his head and looked into the temple.

Inside the door, an equally young monk walked out.

At the same time, a peaceful voice came from the temple: "Huijing, see off the guests on behalf of the teacher."

Huijing, who was sweeping the floor, put down the broom and folded his palms together: "Brother Huijue, please."