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Chapter 83 The Saints Arrived (Third Watch, please subscribe)
Lu Daxian was just a small soldier in charge of inspecting the city wall, but the city wall he inspected was the place where he did his best, the city wall of Chang'an!

It is said to be patrolling, but in fact it is just taking a walk and wandering around. Who dares to attack Chang'an City?

Therefore, this job is very popular in Chang'an City. Although this position is small, it is relatively stable and close to home with little work and much money!
He also went through layers of selection, worked hard, and even spent some money to get this job.

Unlike other colleagues, his family conditions are not good, so he cherishes this job very much, so he is more serious about patrolling.

On this day, he patrolled the city wall as usual, but suddenly found a black spot in the sky, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a person suspended in mid-air!
He opened his mouth wide, horrified in his heart!
Although the sixth rank of Confucianism and Taoism can rely on Confucianism to temporarily control the wind by virtue of emptiness, this is Chang'an, but there is a magic circle that prohibits the air. The down-to-earth walk!
Wufu needs a fourth-rank to fly for a long time.

In other words, the person in front of him is at least a fourth-rank martial artist, or a great Confucian?

In Mr. Lu Da's heart, there were turbulent waves, and the waves were turbulent.

Why did he stop outside Chang'an City?

What does he want to do?
Should I send a warning signal?

He didn't let him think for too long, and soon, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and a second figure appeared in the sky, then a third figure, and a fourth figure...

Soon, the sky in front of Mr. Lu Da was already full of people, and he was already trembling from shock.

"What happened?"

"Are these people going to rebel?"

With his simple perception, he felt that these people could even destroy the entire city of Chang'an.

Because he saw many familiar faces among the crowd, they were characters written in textbooks, ancient sages!
These people in front of them are all half saints!
It really is like a forest of saints!
It wasn't just Lu Daxian, the whole city of Chang'an soon noticed the crowd in mid-air after such a big commotion. Everyone didn't know what happened, but they all knew that something big was about to happen!

The saints just stood in the sky outside Chang'an City, without saying anything, but the pressure made the whole city breathless.

In Zhongcui Palace, Emperor Qianyuan was slightly drunk, looking at the maids dancing in the hall wearing cool gauze dresses, immersed in the wonderful music.

It's really [the concubines in the Spring Palace lined up, the shengxiao blows through the water and clouds], so pleasant, so happy!
Suddenly, Emperor Qianyuan, who was about to take a drink, was throbbing in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the sky outside the palace. Although he couldn't see anything, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression, which made his heart beat faster, and he was a little flustered. .

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good!"

At this moment, Meng Chong, the eunuch of Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies, rushed in quickly, shouting in a high-pitched voice.

"Why so panic?"

Emperor Qianyuan worked hard to maintain the majesty he should have as an emperor.

"Your Majesty, please come out of the palace and take a look."

The eunuch's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and there were water stains on his crimson official uniform, which was already soaked in sweat.

Regardless of Meng Chong's rudeness, Emperor Qianyuan also realized that something was wrong, got up and walked out of the hall.

When he saw the saints standing like a forest outside Chang'an City, the drink in his belly turned into cold sweat and appeared on his forehead instantly, and he sobered up instantly.

He couldn't help but his legs went limp and his head was dizzy. If it wasn't for Meng Chong, the eunuch of Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies behind him, who helped him quickly with his eyes and hands, he might have fallen down on the spot.

Originally in the hall, he was given a huge sense of oppression under the traction of the Qi machine, but now facing the saints, this oppressive feeling almost made him suffocate.

At this moment, a shooting star appeared in the sky, and the bright light streaked across the sky, heading straight for Chang'an City!

Finally, it stopped outside Chang'an City. In front of the saints, it turned out to be a middle-aged man in a white robe with a long sword hanging from his waist. After a while, two more figures fell behind this person.

The person here is Taibai, the Immortal of Poetry!
He Zhizhang and Meng Haoran behind him were also a little helpless.

They were originally playing on the fairy island of Yingzhou in the East China Sea, and Dagan was in the west of Yingzhou, so they were relieved when they saw Li Bai flying to the east. Let's go to Chang'an City!
The sky is like a chicken, the celestial body is round like a bullet, and the earth is like the yellow of a chicken.

Li Bai proved the correctness of Hun Tian's theory with his own actions.

Seeing the person coming, Emperor Qianyuan fought even more. This person almost overturned the entire imperial family with one sword!

Following Li Bai's arrival, as if it was a signal, all the saints released their aura one after another, and one after another their talents soared into the sky, causing the situation to change color. Emperor Qianyuan's heart thumped, making him almost out of breath.

Black clouds are pressing down on the city and it is about to be destroyed. It is a perfect description of Chang'an City at this time.

These people did not explain their purpose, but Emperor Qianyuan had guessed it.

He didn't expect that a mere Lin Qian could attract the wrath of the saints, isn't he just a young man with some talent?

What's up with this?

But he soon had no time to think about this problem, because there was a problem before him!
How to deal with this matter?
"Is this how Lin Qian was let go?"

Where is your majesty?Where is the majesty of Dagan?

But if they don't let go, who knows what these people will do?

If it's just other people, then Li Bai is notoriously arrogant, he did such things back then, if he can't give him a satisfactory answer today, who knows what the result will be.

And if these people don't speak now, it's to give him face and let him let him go consciously. If they really say it clearly, it will be an open and aboveboard coercion. At that time, the people all over the world will know what he has done, and I am afraid it will cause public resentment.

Emperor Qianyuan felt guilty, and panicked for a while.

Just when Emperor Qianyuan was in a state of confusion, a figure rose from the city of Chang'an and came before the saints.

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. You saints are really overjoyed when they come. Why don't you go to the city and tell them?"

Li Bai glanced at Xia Yan, then nodded, and the rest of the saints naturally had no objection.

They are only here to let Emperor Qianyuan release people, not really want to destroy Dagan, not to mention that they have established virtues and achieved semi-sages in this country. , They also love deeply!

Looking at Xia Yan who brought all the saints to the city of Chang'an in mid-air, Emperor Qianyuan's eyes were a little moist. This is the minister who can relieve the king's worries!

Of course, if he knew that these people were invited by Xia Yan through a tip-off, he didn't know how he would feel.

As the saints fell into the city of Chang'an, the sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and all the people in Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, they began to discuss what happened today. They were full of curiosity about the reason for the arrival of the saints!
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