Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Wang Shuisheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the inner city.

Although Qingshui County is divided into two cities, the inner and outer cities, there is also a moat between the two cities, which runs across the two cities, making them clearly separated.

Although people from the outer city are not allowed to enter, there is no important matter and absolutely no residents from the outer city will go to the inner city.

Without him, just the cost of entering the city is no longer something ordinary people from outside the city can afford.

"With this number plate, you can walk around the inner city for a day. Before dark, if you have a place to stay, you can stay in the inner city. If you don't have one, you must leave the city."

"Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"

The soldiers guarding the city glanced coldly at Wang Shuisheng and Su Bai, but they didn't seem to see the little old man holding the big black donkey at all.

"Thank you, sir."

Wang Shuisheng naturally followed the good deeds and had a piece of purple gold in his pocket. Naturally, he didn't care about the small amount of money entering the city.

Afterwards, he took over the belt and led Su Bai into the inner city.

The walls of the inner city are tall and thick, and the city gate is five or six feet long. It is smooth everywhere, and you can vaguely see ancient patterns underneath.

"These lines..."

Su Bai suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to touch the untouchable lines under the cold wall. For a moment, his mind was a little wandering.

Mu Yunyang felt anxious. Seeing Su Bai stop, he couldn't help but look at the wall, but he didn't see anything strange.

There are formations in the city, which is a common thing for him.

Wang Shuisheng looked confused and didn't know anything at all.

The next moment, Mu Yunyang reacted, and the suspicion in his heart became deeper and deeper: "Master, don't you know the origin of these formations?"

Su Bai retracted his palm, but there was no change in mood or anger, and he just asked: "Do you know?"

"For practitioners, this is pretty well known."

Mu Yunyang took a deep look at Su Bai, and the meaning was self-evident.

Everyone knows something, why is it like you are seeing it for the first time?

The doubts in his heart were even deeper. If he had not been convinced that Xuantian Baoling would not make mistakes, he would have doubted whether the person in front of him was the Wang Hongxuan he knew.

Su Bai didn't care and said, "Let's talk about it."

He had no intention of changing his behavior in order to hide this little old man, nor would he tell him directly.

You can guess, it’s up to you.

If you can't guess, that's up to you.

"This……"

Mu Yunyang was stunned by Su Bai's attitude, then he suppressed his doubts and spoke concisely:

"In the territory of Dayan, there are many cities. Only a few of them are newly built. Most of them are Dayun inherited from the previous dynasty."

"According to legend, the various formations in these cities all originated from the Confucian master..."

Dayan's territory is vast, but all the people are gathered in the city. Although there are some towns in the wild, most of them are close to the city.

Not to mention the night when ghosts are rampant, even during the day, there are occasionally wild beasts and demons, large and small, that can easily destroy villages and towns.

The reason why the city is difficult to shake is not only due to the Great Flame Order, but also because of the protection of this formation.

In a sense, the cities dotted all over the world are the foundation for Dayan to maintain his rule.

"Dayun...Master..."

Su Bai's thoughts moved slightly, and a lot of information about the Dayun Dynasty that he had collected before was already flowing out of his heart.

Dayun was the first unified dynasty before Dayan, even in Nanyun Continent.

According to legend, the Dayun Dynasty almost unified Nanyun Continent back then. There were many masters within it, and its power was so huge that it even spanned the ocean and touched the three continents of Dongliu, Xiyun, and Beicang.

It was an extremely splendid dynasty, and its glory was like the rising sun.

However, it prospered and then declined. His successor, the prince, was immoral and the country had been destroyed for thousands of years. It became the cornerstone of the rise of the three great dynasties in Nanyun Prefecture.

Unfortunately, there is very little information about the Dayun Dynasty.

Luo Yuling and others, or in other words, everyone Su Bai met when he came to this world, all had similar understandings of that period of time, and almost didn't understand much about it.

On the contrary, there are relatively more records about that Master.

Because of the orthodoxy passed down by that master.

It still exists today.

Confucianism is second only to Taoism and Buddhism. It is said that the high priest of Dayan Dynasty was a disciple of Confucianism.

"you……"

Mu Yunyang hesitated to speak, a trace of struggle flashed across his face, as if he wanted to ask something.

But in the end, he still sighed.

"This formation seems simple, even very crude, but in fact it is extremely clever..."

He didn't ask, so Su Bai just pretended he didn't know, and just praised: "If it weren't for this, it would be difficult to pass it on for such a long time."

"That Master is really amazing."

The more complex and sophisticated the formation, the more powerful it may be, but the more troublesome it will be to maintain and repair.

Some things are naturally better when they are simpler.

The legendary Confucian master obviously understood this truth and was in line with Su Bai's wishes.

"The Master is unique throughout the ages, so he is naturally extremely remarkable."

Before Mu Yunyang opened his mouth, a slightly older voice came out from the inner city.

"Ok?"

Mu Yunyang was shocked, and there was a hint of disbelief in his old eyes.

With his cultivation level, he was not able to notice this person before he spoke.

"Unique through the ages."

Su Bai chewed this sentence over and over without commenting, but also stepped into the inner city.

After walking through the city gate for several feet, the line of sight suddenly widened.

A street large enough for eight horses to walk side by side appeared in front of everyone's eyes, straight and neat, spreading forward.

On both sides of the street, buildings such as restaurants, inns, tea houses, and workshops are lined up in sequence.

These buildings are clean, tidy and well-proportioned.

Sometimes, the distance between two completely different worlds is just a wall. What makes the inner city superior to the outer city is not just the formations, not just the neatness, but even the colors are completely different.

In the outer city, both the buildings and the residents' clothing are mostly gray, and white is rarely seen.

But the inner city is different, with many colors blooming, not just the clothes.

The buildings are also more pleasing to the eye than those in the outer city.

Pedestrians passing by were amazed by the roaring sounds that came from far away from time to time, but few seemed panicked.

The magnanimity, spirit, and state of these people are better than those in the outer city.

Separated by a wall, they are really two worlds.

"Inner city..."

Wang Shuisheng murmured, his shoulders and back, which had been extremely straight since he learned martial arts, unknowingly lowered.

Looking at the hustle and bustle of the inner city, he shrank unconsciously, exposing his shoes.

Suddenly, he became very cramped.

But deep in his eyes, there was a trace of desire.

This scene was naturally noticed by those who were interested.

Near the city gate, under an old pine tree, an old Confucian in a green shirt sat on the ground, holding an ancient scroll in his hand.

At this time, he was looking at the three people and the donkey calmly.

His eyes first glanced at the little old man leading the donkey: "Old and twilight, it's more sad and ridiculous."

"you!?"

Mu Yunyang's eyelids twitched and he was about to have an attack immediately, but after looking at Su Bai who remained calm, he still endured it.

But he was already on guard in his heart. The origin of this old scholar was unknown, and his cultivation seemed to be not weaker than his own. It was hard to say whether he was an enemy or a friend.

The old Confucian did not pay attention to him.

Then, he glanced at Wang Shuisheng again, and said calmly: "The appearance of the middle man, the desire in the heart but the lack of strength, although there is some fate, it will be difficult to reach the palace of elegance, and it will be difficult to achieve success in cultivating the Tao."

"I……"

Wang Shuisheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"interesting."

With a smile on his face, Su Bai glanced at the old man casually with his eyeless and terrifying eyes: "It's interesting for Confucian scholars to tell fortunes."

“Confucianism does not count destiny, but it knows destiny.”

The old Confucian patted the ancient scroll and looked at Su Bai with a leisurely expression: "Knowing one's own destiny and knowing destiny, naturally, one also knows the destiny of others."

Su Bai was noncommittal and didn't care about Mu Yunyang's warning. He took two more steps towards the old man and then said calmly:

"In that case, you might as well do the math for me."

"Ok?"

The old Confucian put down the ancient scroll and raised his eyebrows to stare. In his deep eyes, many textures seemed to be reflected, and various auras were vaguely visible.

Confucianists are good at nourishing qi and are also proficient in the method of looking at qi, and he is one of the best.

At this time, he raised his eyes and saw that the life energy carrying Su Bai was illusory and thin, and seemed to be about to break. He couldn't help but smile:

"Your life is thinner than paper..."

"Um!?"

Halfway through his words, Old Confucian's expression suddenly changed.

In his eyes, there was an incredible look of shock to the extreme!

I saw, surrounded by various textures, a line of purple energy, floating high and far away, like a pillar of heaven, standing between heaven and earth.

The old Confucian raised his eyes and felt that this purple pillar seemed to be higher than the sky!

This is! ?

Wow!

The old Confucian was extremely shocked. He stood up suddenly and dropped the ancient scroll to the ground without paying any attention to it.

And the way he looked at Su Bai again was as if he had seen a ghost!

"This, how is this possible!?"

Qi, purple is the noblest, and towering to the sky is the ultimate.

Such energy is more than expensive?

It is simply supreme and noble!

Even in the vast Great Yan Dynasty, there are only a few people who can be so talented.

In fact, no one he has ever seen in his life is more noble than this person.

Even that adult is not so lucky!

Qi luck, Qi luck, is obtained from heaven, nourished by people, through hard work, and achieved by hearing and reaching.

Some people are born poor, and some are born rich, but even if they are emperors, generals, ministers, and princes, they must fulfill their destiny to have such a terrifying destiny!

Before becoming a person, luck would not be so exaggerated.

And the person in front of me is weak and has bad eyesight. He is a middle-aged man who has suffered misfortunes. He is ordinary in the sea of ​​people. How can he have such terrifying aura?

"Ok?"

Su Bai let out a light sigh and sighed in his heart.

This old Confucian could really detect his fate and Qi?

He was surprised in his heart, and then he calmed down, and with a thought, he covered his own Qi, preventing outsiders from easily detecting it.

He preached to all realms and was honored several times, so naturally his energy gathered.

And although he doesn't care about Qi numbers and numerology, it is obvious that this is not the case for this old Confucian.

What surprised him was not that the old man saw his talent.

But the moment the old scholar spied on him, he felt a familiar aura.

"No, that's not right!"

The old scholar was stunned for a long time, and then he came back to his senses.

Ignoring the surprised looks in Mu Yunyang and Wang Shuisheng's eyes, he silently recited the formula in his heart, pointed it in front of his eyes, and waved it.

Then, he looked at Su Bai again and directly used the Confucian magical power, the Heaven and Man Qi Technique!

hum!

Between his eyes, the light lit up, then went out, and so on.

He didn't stop until his face was as white as paper and crumbling.

Then, he frowned when he looked at Su Bai, whose luck had become mediocre.

Could it be that just now, my old eyes were really dim?

Or is it that I haven’t mastered the art of looking at the celestial beings? What’s wrong?

The old scholar wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and when he looked at Su Bai again, he became a little confused!

(End of this chapter)