Chapter 221 Fu Tianchou

The Ming Empire is well deserved as the number one empire today!

Only its imperial capital Xuanhuang City is vast and majestic, and anyone who sees it will feel like surrender.

Lu Yun pressed the clouds and arrived in front of Xuanhuang City. He could see a group of hundreds of soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate, each wearing a kind of yellow armor and carrying a spear. He was powerful, and he was actually masters of the innate realm.

These patrol soldiers are all figures in the innate realm. In other planes, such as the Great Song plane, they can be called martial arts masters and become the leader of a sect.

But here, just a little soldier.

Strolling on the vast streets of the Ming Empire, Lu Yun couldn't help but feel a great atmosphere in his heart, a great country and a truly "nation country". Even a monk at the Nascent Soul Realm felt shocked and admired by this dreamy city.

After visiting for a while, Lu Yun probably had a good understanding of some of the customs and customs in the imperial capital of the Ming Empire.

As people in the imperial capital, they are all strong and strong, Kong Wu is powerful and particularly good at health preservation.

Most ordinary residents practice some superficial martial arts, and even some weak women have some true energy.

Some residents from good families have even reached the innate realm.

As for masters at the level of masters, there are not a single master. Lu Yun easily felt dozens of masters' auras.

Those momentums exist in old men selling candied haws, butchers slaughtering pigs, and even storytellers. They are hidden and have not been leaked at all. However, with the realm of Ji Lu Yun's magical power, they can still be easily discovered.

"It seems a bit difficult to find a centipede spirit in such a large imperial capital!"

Seeing the prosperity of Xuanhuang City, Lu Yun suddenly felt that it was a little difficult to deal with what happened next.

As he had expected, he only needed to go to the Ming Dynasty imperial capital, pull out the centipede spirit, and then kill him.

That's enough.

There is no slight drag on the mud.

But only when I arrived at Xuanhuang City did I know how prosperous Xuanhuang City was, and the power of the garrison was enough to completely crush any cultivator who tried not to abide by the rules.

Even if Lu Yun faces the big aura here, he may not be able to get it!

"Fellow Daoge Zhuge, what are your plans?"

Lu Yun thought for a while and asked Zhuge Wolong beside him.

It was his first time here and he was not familiar with Xuanhuang City, but it did not mean that Zhuge Wolong was not familiar with Xuanhuang City.

Listening to Zhuge Wolong's tone, he must have spent many years here.

"Time flies, time is unforgiving! How many friends from the past are left now?"

Zhuge Wolong sighed sadly, and it was not until this time that he showed a little true nature.

When I was young, I left home and returned home, but my local accent did not change and my hair was weak.

I feel even more timid when I am close to home, so I dare not ask the person I come.

...

After being stunned for a long time, Zhuge Wolong looked into the distance and said, "Let's go find my friend Fu Tianchou Old Friend Fu. If he is still there, he can't help us!"

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What a powerful Zhuge Wolong...

Lu Yun looked strange and such a thought rose in his heart.

Even the loyal ministers in the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and the Minister of War Fu Tianchou are all old acquaintances of Zhuge Wolong?

Great, indeed amazing.

Then what they had to do in the capital would be much easier.

A Minister of War is also an important official in this capital. If he can help them, it will be great.

I just don’t know if Fu Tianchou was or the Minister of War at this time?

At the beginning of the second half of the Chinese Ghost Story, Fu Tianchou had been deprived of his position as Minister of War. Now, I wonder what the situation is?

"How can I find such a large territory?"

Girl Xia Bing looked at the super imperial capital where people came in a row and felt dizzy.

In such an imperial capital, it is not a simple matter to find someone.

"It's not too difficult to find someone."

Zhuge Wolong spoke slowly, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, as if he was sensing something, pointing in a direction, and said, "Let's go here!"

"Can you really find it?"

The girl Xia Bing stuck out her tongue, showing a naughty look, and thought to herself.

She didn't say it, but just followed Zhuge Wolong forward.

Since this old man said it, it must be reasonable.

After walking for thirty miles of streets, Zhuge Wolong pointed to a house in front of him and smiled and said, "That's it!"

When everyone looked at it, they could see two huge words written on this gate:

"Fu Mansion"!

These two words were originally ordinary, but everyone subconsciously felt a masculine spirit rolling in, pushing people's hearts. It seemed that there was an ancient saint who was torturing people's hearts and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Zhiqiu Yiye shook his head aside: "It is said that the ancient saints, every word is written on the paper, the article shines brightly, every word floats in the air, the world is bright, and ghosts and gods are not close to each other. When I see it today, it is indeed extraordinary!"

"You little Taoist priest have some insight!"

Zhuge Wolong glanced at Zhiqiu Yiye and nodded in approvingly.

Zhiqiu is a leaf and a hint. Can he tell Zhuge Wolong this truth? His master told him? The truth his master knew was his master's master, which was what Zhuge Wolong himself said.

In other words, what he said was what Zhuge Wolong himself said a few years ago, so there is naturally some truth...

Zhuge Wolong didn't think so much and chanted: "Writing is like martial arts. Every martial arts move and every move has momentum, and the same is true for writing. The virtue of the article is integrated into the spirit and spirit, and it makes sense. It is even better than martial arts. I think my old friend is not far from the sages. His two words, the qi fills the world, and even demons, I am afraid that they will be easily killed by these two words!"

Lu Yun also nodded and looked at these two words with great interest.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those two words are just two words, and the surroundings are as empty as wild and there is nothing.

But in Lu Yun's eyes, he saw a soft, tough, white light that soared straight into the sky, giving people a huge and upright taste.

This is the literary spirit of Master Wendao.

Martial arts have the essence of martial arts, like rolling essence of wolf smoke, fierce and domineering, killing all evil demons and heretics.

Wendao also has essence. The essence of Master Wendao is upright, soft and hard, and can compete with the sun and the moon for brilliance.

When a person concentrates on writing an article, distractions are eliminated, and his spirit is completely revealed. The spirit is integrated into the words. Every word in the article contains an extremely terrifying spiritual spirit.

Just two words, you can completely use it as a demon-suppressing talisman!

"Fu Tianchou is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, he is still inferior to the centipede spirit!"

Lu Yun thought about something.

Even the centipede spirit dares to pretend to be a Buddha, but he dares not do anything. He has practiced the Sanskrit sound of seeking life. His spiritual cultivation is no less than that of an ordinary scholar.

He also had a witchcraft in his body. Even Fu Tianchou could not control the centipede spirit at all and was eventually detained!

At this moment, the door of the mansion was wide open, revealing the person who opened the door.

An old man with strong body and gray hair appeared in front of Lu Yun.

"Zhuge?"

"God of Heaven!"

"Zhuge!"

"God of Heaven!"

"Zhuge..."

"Heavenly Fear..."
Chapter completed!