Repugnant Gateway

In the tavern, Chen Wunuo looked at Zhang Zhenren, while Zhang Zhenren looked at the white Dao young Taoist standing outside on the street with some daze. Zhang Zhenren said pity, Chen Wunuo frowned slightly and asked who was pitiful?

Zhang Zhenren withdrew his eyes from the young man outside and looked down at the wine glass in front of him. Instead of drinking that glass, he stretched out a finger and turned around in the glass. A small vortex appeared in the liquor immediately, but it was only a twist of the finger, but the liquor kept spinning.

Slowly, three dark purple stars appeared in the vortex.

Zhang Zhenren sighed: "Your Majesty, there are some things that are more than enough. Ordinary people say that everything has a degree, and most of their degrees refer to wine-colored wealth. And the degree of His Majesty is much greater, it is the future of the world. It is only His Majesty's vision and His Majesty. The degree is not suitable. Your majesty thinks that the future of the world is your majesty, but the world is not a person. If your majesty cannot understand this, then no matter what you plan to do, you will be limited to one person. "

Chen Wunuo smiled and said: "The world belongs to all people, and that is what I gave."

He stood up and walked to the window, glancing at the tavern husband and wife who were terrified.

"The world of ordinary people is not a national society, but their own life. Their world is between square inches."

Zhang Zhenren said: "Why are so many squares combined to be the world?"

Chen Wunuo raised his hand and pressed down: "I assembled."

Zhang Zhenren seems to have lost interest in talking and stood up ready to leave: "Since His Majesty believes that the world is one person, then I have nothing to persuade. At the time, His Majesty the world is first, because His Majesty is the world's state of mind. But here is this It is difficult to ascend after the realm, it is precisely that day that is struggling for one's state of mind. "

When he went outside, Chen Wunuo glanced at him: "Zhen Zhenren, don't forget, you are one of those square inches."

Zhang Zhenren's footsteps stopped: "In the beginning, the ancestor said that the emperor could be a disciple of Dao Zong, but the disciple of Dao Zong could not be the emperor."

After saying this, he walked out of the tavern. At the moment when he went out, he clicked and the chair he had just sat on shattered. Chen Wunuo squeezed his hands tightly, showing blue muscles on his back. I don't know why, he has a sadness in his heart that he really has become a lonely man. When did it all start? His hand pressed against the window sill and his nails turned pale. Yeah ... Although he has been reluctant to admit it, the change started from that person's death.

Why die when you die?

At the same time, not far from Guangu Pass in the western border of Daxi, a white horse pulled out a straight line on the horizon, which was the smoke brought by the four hoofs. Before and after the three hundred miles of white lines continue, one can imagine how fast it is. That is to say, the smoke rising from three hundred miles has not yet landed, and it is already three hundred miles away.

Han Guguan, An Zheng let the barge stop. He raised his head and glanced at the soldiers who were waiting for him on the wall. After being silent for a while, he turned his head and rushed out in another direction. The Hangu Pass is the largest Xiongguan Pass in the western border of Daxi, and the masters of the Yuwen family have been sitting there for many years. Not only that, some of the highest-ranking men in the Northwest Frontier also took turns on duty here. Anzheng deliberately showed his face at the Hanguguan, because he needed to bring in the people who chased him, so that the little friends in the city of Galuro could rest and cultivate there.

Less than half an hour after Anzheng left the Hagu Pass, the news reached Yuwen Wuming in Jialou Luocheng. He glanced down at the words on the newsletter Yu Pei and couldn't help but want to scold his mother. He got up and greeted his sister Yuwen Wuchen, and shouted that the **** dare to go back. Yuwen Wuchen, who was having breakfast, shook his hand slightly with chopsticks, then stood up and silently followed his brother and left the inn.

After An Zheng left the Hagu Pass, he intended to go around the mountains, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly felt something scratching his heart. There was a faint voice, calling his name again and again in his heart.

An Zheng came down from the rebuttal and patted the rebuttal of the rebuttal: "Play by yourself, I will come back to find you at night."

Refuting the dissatisfied glance at An Zheng, it means that there is some ambiguity when you come back to me at night. An Zheng actually understood the meaning in his eyes, and tapped harder on his butt: "Hurry up ..."

Turned around, **** toward An An, meaning you beat you beat you.

An Zheng: "If you don't go, let me go."

An Zheng found a relatively remote place and jumped up the city wall. There are many guards on the wall of the Hangu Pass, and there is a lookout almost every few tens of meters. Teams of soldiers on patrol were group after group, as if they were facing an enemy. Although the night fork umbrella in Anzheng's hands could not cope with those masters, it was okay to deal with these soldiers. But he did not dare to stay more on the city wall. After quickly going out of the city, he got into a hotel, then changed his clothes and put on a mask.

It seems that it is really a handsome young man who is as rich as a jade. I have to say that Zhong Jiuge's attainments in making masks are really unfathomable. The mask he made, even the true practitioners, rarely saw the flaws. After all, An had deceived Chen Wunuo by relying on this mask. If even Chen Wunuo couldn't see it, there would be nothing to worry about even if the masters of this Gugu Guan contested.

He was just a little curious about what was calling him constantly. He had never been to Hanguguan in the past and had no intersection with this place, so his curiosity was completely hooked.

Leaving from the back window of the inn, An Zheng entered the front door again and again, and lived in the inn as a fake Daxi made by Zhong Jiuge. Still choose the most luxurious inn, still choose the largest suite.

Hanguguan relies on the mountains, surrounded by lush greenery, and the scenery is really nothing. This suite is at the highest part of the inn, and the windows and mountains are the scenery when you push the window open. If you stay here for a few days to cultivate, it is also a good choice. The architectural style here is completely different from that of Jinling City, and the blue-brick residential buildings look with a simple feeling. An Zheng left the inn again, and the voice in his heart became clearer.

He walked down the street, feeling a very aura on the street. He closed his right eye and the three lilac stars in his left eye spun quickly. After a moment, An Zheng looked at the things on the street differently than before. There are a lot of red lines under each street, which is a sign that the world is turning around. The entire Hangu Pass is a huge magic circle, and Anzheng surely still has a large teleportation circle hidden in it.

After walking forward for a while, we reached the gate below, which was open, and there were endless flow of merchants and passengers. The defenders were particularly rigorous in their investigations of people from the Western Regions, as were the caravans heading west. Although the war between the Western Regions and Daxi seems to be going down now, no one knows when it will break out. If the criminals of the Western Region were hidden in the caravan and the military defense of Hanguguan was taken out, the consequences would be disastrous.

Of course, such an inventory is meaningless to real practitioners. Great practitioners fly away, why not walk through the city gate. However, the formation in the Hangu Pass can discern whether the practitioner enters, and Anzheng uses the power of the seal of Daojia to close his cultivation as much as possible. Even if someone noticed that he had come before, it would not be so easy to find now.

An Zheng deliberately went back a few steps, and really saw a large number of practitioners wearing dark blue brocades patrolling the street. An Zheng recognized this dress, that was the most elite group of troops in the army, called Xihuwei. There are four secret organizations in the Daxi army, which were called the Daxi four guards, which was formed after the establishment of the country. The west is called the West Tiger Guard, the east is called the East Sea Guard, the south is called the South Wind Guard, and the north is called the North Cang Wei. After inheriting the position of Holy Emperor Daxi, Chen Wunuo established the Fifth Guard in the Army, which is the secret organization of the Daxi military in Jinling City. The name is Jinlingwei.

These people are all carefully selected practitioners in the army, and all of them are killing machines. Just passing by them, you can feel the coldness of each one. These people glanced at An Zheng, and the person headed had a compass-like thing in his hand. He pointed the compass towards An, the compass's pointer did not change, and these people left. An Zheng couldn't help feeling some emotions. This letter was so close and the formation was so sharp that Daxi's frontier army should not be underestimated.

Pedestrians come and go, but no one talks. This is where the military controls, and military power is above everything else. The army strictly forbids the past caravans from communicating, and all these people became dumb and no one dared to talk nonsense. Even in restaurants on both sides of the street, eating is eating, and no one speaks. The entire Hanguguan city is like a mute gathering of the world, quiet and terrible.

I don't know how depressed the people living here will be.

An Zheng looked at the mountain cliff behind the city, so finding it was not a way, so he turned to the mountain cliff. He didn't dare to use the power of cultivation easily. Although he wasn't afraid of anyone, he didn't need to provoke wrongdoing. Half an hour later, he climbed the cliff and stood in the viewing pavilion of the cliff to look down. There are only eight avenues in the city, four in each of east, west, south and north. The central zone is a circular square with a sculpture of a general wearing iron armor.

Perhaps it was far away, but the feeling of being summoned by the voice in my heart faded. Anzheng released Tianmu and glanced over the Hangu Pass. Suddenly, An Zheng was attracted by something. That thing is not far from the west gate, if you just walked forward a few hundred meters, you can see it. When he saw the thing, An Zheng raised a faint unease in his heart.

He left the mountain cliff viewing pavilion, pretending to be a casual walk, and walked to a teahouse not far from the west gate. Sitting down by the window, An Zheng looked at the thing that shook his heart ... that was also a sculpture.

Facing the west gate, it seemed to be carved out of a large stone. It should be white marble, but it looks yellowed because of the years.

The statue is a very powerful old cow with his head facing the west. An old man with a white beard wearing a robe sat on the back of the old cow, holding a book in his hand. Not far away, An Zheng saw two words inscribed on the cover of the scroll.

moral.