The evil emperor's relics are in Chang'an. The reason why Yang Yi wanted to practice magic skills was mainly to make himself protect himself.

Because of a sword energy buried in his body, he could not even exert his physical strength. In this era of masters everywhere and wars are everywhere, it would be extremely dangerous if he did not have the power of a master.

Fortunately, although the original combat power has not been restored, it is no longer as weak as before.

Seeing that he had recovered his combat power so quickly, Sun Simiao couldn't help but be amazed, "This kind of jade skill is indeed extraordinary, my friend."

He smiled at Yang Yi and said, "Since you know where Mr. Yang's treasure is, you should know how to open it."

Sun Simiao looked at Yang Yi and said solemnly: "Brother Ning likes to look at people's fate the most. The old Taoist has a little bit of knowledge about the way of divination. My friend, your fate is mysterious and precious. Now that I go down the mountain, it is like a dragon like a sea and a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. The world pattern will definitely move because of you. Although the old Taoist does not want to interfere in the world, I still hope that my friends can benefit the people in the future."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The Taoist priest does not need to give this matter."

He said to Sun Simiao: "I had the chance to learn a medical practice method. If I practice diligently according to this mental method, I would have the ability to comprehend the creation of heaven and man."

Yang Yi had an extra brush in his hand, "Master Taoist, I can't read your book in vain. Now I will give you this medical treasure technique back. Let's exchange it with each other, and don't pay credit!"

He immediately took out a blank scroll and wrote down the medical practitioner's practice method on the spot.

When Yang Yi was writing, Sun Simiao was watching. When Yang Yi started writing, Sun Simiao kept saying it was wonderful. After Yang Yi finished writing, Sun Simiao was even more excited and kept applauding, "Okay, okay, okay, I wonder which great master of medical science has created such a brilliant method?"

He asked in confusion: "I think this mental method is only higher or lower than the Daoxin Demonic Method. It is the authentic Xuanmen Sect. Why didn't my friend practice this method before?"

Before Yang Yi could reply, Sun Simiao understood and laughed: "I am confused. I have seen the method you have practiced before, and it is extremely powerful, and it is incredible. It is indeed not necessary to practice the medical technique. As an auxiliary method, it is indeed the most appropriate."

He took out a small gourd from the house, poured out a few pills from the big gourd and put them in the small gourd, and handed them to Yang Yi, "This is the Taiyi Spirit Pill that I have been warming for about ten years. It is very effective in healing injuries and replenishing qi. I will give you ten pills now. If you are injured in the future, this pill may have a certain effect."

Yang Yi refused but had to take it, but took out a few pills from his arms and gave it to Sun Simiao, "Master Taoist, let's exchange books for books and medicine for medicine, I won't take advantage of you."

After throwing the elixir to Sun Simiao, Yang Yi whistled over the yellow horse, and after turning over the horse, he bowed to Sun Simiao, "Yang will never forget the kindness of Taoist priest's treatment. I will come to see the real person again in the future!"

The yellow horse neighed and rushed down the mountain.

Taibai Mountain is not too far from Chang'an, but it is not close. Fortunately, the yellow horse ran fast. Although it was only at noon that the mountain was down from where Sun Simiao was, it was not yet completely dark and he had already seen the city gate of Chang'an.

After entering the city gate, he paid the tax on entering the city. Under the strange eyes of several gatekeepers and soldiers, he rode his horse into the city.

A country with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and a nine-level gate of the city gate: If you don’t see the strong capital of the emperor, how can you know that the emperor is respected?

"The emperors and states in Qin have been favored by all monarchs since ancient times" is precisely because of various strategic and economic favorable conditions.

It is reasonable that the Sui Dynasty established its capital here.

Chang'an City consists of three parts: outer city, palace city and imperial city. The palace city and imperial city are located in the northern center of the capital. The various arches in the outer city protect the palace city and imperial city from the left, right and south. With the Zhuque Street in the middle as the boundary, east and west, the two counties of Chang'an are divided into ten thousand years, and the east and west.

The palace city and the imperial city are the residences of the Tang royal family, while the Guocheng is the place where the people live together and have their own layouts.

Thousands of schools are like Go games, and the twelve streets are like vegetable fields.

Among the capitals of the same era, Chang'an should be the largest city, echoing the eastern capital Luoyang.

Although people at that time praised Chang'an to the sky, Yang Yi, who had seen the prosperous metropolis in the future, was not shocked by the novelty of this city.

Only in the capital of Zhongzhou in the main world can he feel sincerely incredible and incredible. Although Chang'an is good, in his eyes, that's the case.

I found an inn on Zhuque Street and checked in. I looked at the name of Donglai Inn.

When he handed over the yellow horse to the waiter to feed, Yang Yi repeatedly instructed, "This horse has a bad temper. Please be careful when feeding."

After washing up, he entered the lobby for meals. He was different from ordinary people. During the meal, he attracted many people's attention. Before he finished a meal, there was a commotion at the entrance of the store, and several big men walked upright.

These big men were full of fierce aura, and their eyes flashed from time to time. After crossing the store door, they walked straight to Yang Yi.

A big man in the lead hugged his arms and looked at Yang Yi who continued to eat. He turned a blind eye to them and shouted loudly: "According to the order of the King of Qi, I, Jingzhao Lian, assisted the royal family in capturing the traitors, and have the right to verify in person."

Yang Yi ignored him and continued to eat.

The man's face was filled with anger, "It's about the safety of the court. Please cooperate with us. How dare you ask me what you call me? But I'm a little bit disgusted!"

After Yang Yi finished his last bite of the dish, he put down his chopsticks, looked at the man opposite him deeply, and whispered: "Get out!"

The big man was stunned by his eyes at first sight, and he could not speak for a while.

Although Yang Yi was locked by the sword intent at this time, his internal strength was not dared to move, but his spiritual power was still there. As a master who had already advanced to the level of a half-step master, he had already learned the supreme spiritual path. He also practiced the magic method of the Taoist heart. At this time, he used the magic method of the demon sect in this world to activate the soul-catching and sound-absorbing technique learned by the main world, and the effect was actually very powerful.

The man was so scattered by his eyes that he could not tell the east, west, south and north. At this time, he shouted softly, and his heart was stunned. He had long forgotten what he was going to do. He turned around like a zombie and walked out of the store step by step. The big men following him were also followed quietly like a devil.

Witnessing the strange situation in front of you, the entire inn hall suddenly became quiet.

Yang Yi stood up and glanced around. Anyone who looked at him had a loud bang in his mind. Yang Yi's eyes seemed to have strange magic power. There were a few people with deep internal strength and strong concentration who wanted to deviate from his gaze, but they could not do it. After looking at Yang Yi for a moment, his mind became confused and he was immediately drowsy and confused. He was confused and did not know where he was.

After Yang Yi glanced around, he stopped making any moves and walked towards the guest room.

It was not until he left the scene for a while that there was movement in the hall.

"Huh? Brother Lei, when did your wine glass fall to the ground?"

"What a strange thing, what fell out of my chopstick?"

"Is something happening just now? Why can't I remember it?"

"Yes, it seems that something happened just now. I just drank a few glasses of wine. Did I faint so soon?"

The drinkers in the entire hall, along with the shopkeepers, were all eliminated by Yang Yi's memory just now with his great spiritual power.

Among these drinkers, a middle-aged man in brocade was sitting at the table and lowered his head to ponder, looking confused. He looked at the person opposite who was drinking with him and said tremblingly: "What must have happened just now!"

(To be continued.)
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