Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong was in a trance, as if he was in the city of Shenjing.

Whether it was Shenjing, Tianjing or Yunjing, they all seemed to be the same place, with different architectural styles and different people, but with the same atmosphere.

This was the atmosphere of decadence and extravagance.

Strings of lanterns hung high above the head, illuminating the streets and alleys, but not as bright as during the day.

As bright as daylight, but not as bright as daylight.

Under such lights, people became restless, and their usually lonely hearts were inexplicably surging at this time.

Emotions became rich and burning.

It was like the reaction of a dull person after drinking a little tipsy.

There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, all kinds of things, all-encompassing, there was always something that could attract you, hook your attention, stop your steps, and linger.

Fakong shuttled through the crowd, feeling the impetuousness and noise.

"Good--!"

"Good, good, good!"

Suddenly, earth-shaking shouts and shouts came from a distance.

He walked over and saw a ten-foot-high round platform.

The diameter of the circular platform is about five meters, and two people are fighting fiercely on it.

The circular platform is crowded with people, staring at the two people fighting excitedly, and cheering from time to time.

Both are young men with ordinary looks, and one is a little lame, but his body movements are more agile than normal people.

The other young man is honest and strong, his body movements are a little worse, but his fists are like hammers, swinging vigorously, and each punch is like a meteor hammer.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The two people's fists and feet collided, making a sound of leather defeat.

Both of them have horizontal training kung fu.

"Bang!" The strong young man was suddenly hit on the back, staggered and almost rushed out of the circular platform.

The lame young man took two steps back proudly. His body movement suddenly became faster, and he jumped to the back of his opponent and punched him hard, hitting him hard.

He clapped his hands proudly and waved his hands, saying: "You lose, go down!"

The honest and strong young man opened his mouth unwillingly.

"Go down!"

"You've lost!"

"Go down!"

"Go down, go down!"

"You can't afford to lose!"

"What a shame! Which faction are you from?"

...

The people watching below started to make noises.

The honest and strong young man had to speak loudly to suppress the noise around him, and shouted, "I'll come again tomorrow!"

The lame young man curled his lips with disdain: "Don't waste your energy. Your body skills are far from good. What's the use of having great strength? You can't hit anyone. Go back and practice your body skills!"

The honest and strong young man took a few deep breaths in dissatisfaction, jumped up angrily, stepped on a man's head in the air, and provoked the man to curse.

Amid the curses, the middle-aged man jumped up and caught up with the honest and strong young man in the air, and each punched him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The two punched each other three times in the air.

"Good——!" The people around shouted.

"He should be taught a lesson!"

"Kill him——!"

The honest and strong young man was no match for the middle-aged man. After three punches, his body fell straight down.

People quickly moved aside.

"Bang!" He fell to the ground, his feet sank an inch, and blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

People stopped looking at him and turned to look at another young man who jumped onto the round platform.

The fight soon broke out on the round platform again.

Fakong was thoughtful.

He opened his eyes and saw that there were three such round platforms on this street, and four on another street.

There were sixteen such round platforms within a radius of ten miles.

There were people fighting on the stage, and people below were shouting, and the atmosphere was heated.

In addition to these round platforms, there were also some restaurants and teahouses, where people played fighting and fighting fiercely, and people were injured and retired from time to time.

Fakong shook his head.

This is indeed different from Shenjing.

The people of Shenjing are more interested in listening to books and watching plays, going to the theaters, drinking and playing finger-guessing games, or talking about things.

People are not allowed to fight, otherwise the four infantry yamen will come to find them. If they are not frugal, they will be punished. If they are serious, they will be thrown into prison and have a good meal for a while.

The customs of the two sides are indeed different.

He turned around a few times and then came to the mansion where Li Xuanfeng was.

It was a five-entry courtyard.

This is the establishment of the Ministry of Revenue, which is not beyond the etiquette. The officials of Yunjing are extremely luxurious.

The mansion of a minister is equivalent to the mansion of the prince of Shenjing.

One is that the two countries are different in terms of wealth, and the other is that the customs are different.

Shenjing advocates frugality, although the officials are not frugal.

And Yunjing advocates luxury, and the officials are even more extravagant.

Fakong couldn't help but think of those Middle Eastern oil countries in his previous life. They were all rich and naturally luxurious.

Li Xuanfeng was reading in the study, and sitting opposite him was an old man with a white face and no beard, with a solemn look, also holding a book and reading.

The two sat in the study, not saying a word, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, only the sound of turning pages from time to time.

Fakong looked at Li Xuanfeng and found that he had changed, becoming more calm and composed.

This experience was a great stimulation to him, making him mature quickly, which obviously made the old man opposite quite satisfied.

Fakong saw Ada and Aer standing around the study, hiding in the shadows, yawning lazily, looking very bored.

Fakong thought for a while, and his voice sounded in Aer's ears: "I am Fakong, we will meet in Jinghong Tower in an hour."

——

Jinghong Tower is a large restaurant similar to Guanyun Tower, one of the top restaurants in Yunjing City.

A meal here can eat up a family's annual expenses.

Fakong no longer has any feeling for money, especially after the holy water came out, silver is just a number.

He stored a lot of silver ingots in the Kalachakra Tower, and when the time comes, he will just use the silver ingots to pay the bill, which is a drop in the bucket.

Li Er, dressed in a gray robe, strode up the stairs, looked around, and when he saw Fakong, he looked at him hesitantly.

Fakong came to see Li Er, restored his original appearance, just changed his clothes and put on a hat, becoming more and more ordinary and unnoticeable.

Fakong stretched out his hand and waved.

Li Er came up slowly, looked him up and down, and laughed: "Are you really the master?"

Fakong smiled and nodded: "How are you?"

"Hey, just like that, just messing around." Li Er waved his hand, sat down and called the waiter over, ordered more than a dozen dishes, and asked Fakong what kind of wine to drink.

Fakong said that the guest should follow the host's wishes.

Li Er then asked for two more jars of wine.

After the waiter left, Li Er smiled and said, "Master, why did you come to Yunjing? Are you here for sightseeing or something?"

"For sightseeing." Fakong said, "To see the customs and culture of Yunjing and broaden your horizons."

"Hey, then you have to stay for a while, otherwise you really can't appreciate the beauty of our Yunjing."

"Now I can appreciate it." Fakong said with a smile.

The chopsticks are silver, and the bowls are also silver. The luxury of Jinghong Building can be seen.

"Master, how long have you been here?"

"One day."

"One day is not enough. After dinner, I will take you to a place and I guarantee you will be satisfied." Li Er laughed.

Fakong shook his head and laughed, "I will leave after dinner, and I came to see you before I leave."

"What can I see?" Li Er said, "I eat well and sleep well, and I am confused all day."

Fakong laughed, "Isn't this a blessing?"

Li Er laughed.

The two chatted for a while, and Fakong said that he wanted to ask Ah Er to bring a few words to Li Xuanfeng.

"After all, my identity is sensitive, so it is not appropriate for me to meet with Master Li." Fakong said, "Please tell him for me."

Li Er's expression suddenly became solemn.

Fakong said, "Master Li is still investigating who betrayed him, right?"

"Yes, Master Li must be unwilling to accept this, and the subsequent pursuit is all for revenge."

"Then tell Master Li that the people who intercepted and killed him are not the same group as those who betrayed him. One group is called Chen Lei, and the other is called Zhou Yunhao."

"Chen Lei... Zhou Yunhao..." Li Er nodded vigorously: "Remember, these two grandsons have hurt Master, and they must be dealt with."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

At this time, the food came up, and the two began to eat.

While eating, Li Er described some interesting places in Yunjing to him.

Emphasized that no matter how anxious he was to leave, there was one place he had to go, otherwise it would be a waste of his trip to Yunjing.

This is the sword dance of the Gudu family.

Gudu Xiaqing's sword dance is unique in the world. It is said that after watching it, one's understanding of swordsmanship will be further improved.

It is said that Dugu Xiaqing is already a grandmaster.

Grandmasters have the pomp of grandmasters, and they should not dance with swords in front of people to sell their skills.

But the Dugu family has always been famous for sword dances, and they are in front of people, so they must not abandon tradition.

If a swordsman who comes to Yunjing does not watch this Dugu sword dance, it is really a wasted trip to Yunjing, so it must not be missed.

Fakong was eager to move and became curious.

"Hehe, how about it, Master, go and see it tonight?... Master, you are lucky, the sword dance is held once every ten days, and you just caught it!" Li Er held the silver pot and filled the silver cup for him.

Fakong nodded slowly: "It's good to see it."

This Dugu Xiaqing aroused his curiosity. It is rare to see a grandmaster dancing with a sword.

"Then we'll go after dinner. Master, please wait a moment. I need to find a seat through connections." Li Er picked up the silver cup and drank it all. He toasted Fakong with a cup, put down the silver cup and hurried away.

Fakong's eyes were always open, admiring the scenery of Jinghong Tower.

What is Jinghong? It means touching the flying geese in the sky. It can be imagined that its height is far higher than other restaurants.

Fakong estimated that this building is 30 meters high. If it was in the previous life, it would be just an ordinary small high-rise building.

Here, three floors, 30 meters high, it actually has a sense of covering the sky and reaching the sky, forming a strong visual impact.

Fakong has been studying why this is the case. Is it the beauty of the architecture, or is there another mystery.

The people in Jinghong Tower are either rich or noble. The restaurant is circular, and the central patio is a high platform, on which martial arts masters are competing.

Fakong found that their cultivation is only at the Grandmaster level, but they are Grandmasters at a young age, which is already a genius.

But the exquisiteness of the moves was far beyond the reach of ordinary masters, and Fakong was amazed and surprised.

Dayun martial arts is indeed unique.

After a while, Li Er came back with a red face and laughed: "Master, you are really lucky. I really got you a seat. There are only two seats left."

"Then let's go and take a look?"

"Let's go." Li Er nodded hurriedly.

The two left Jinghong Tower and followed Li Er to the east, all the way out of the East City Gate. There was a pier outside the city.

People came and went, and it was very lively.

They stepped onto a pleasure boat, left the pier and slowly headed towards the lake.

The pleasure boat sailed for a quarter of an hour, and several fire dragons were seen in the distance.

There are several corridors built on the lake, with strings of lanterns hanging under the eaves. The lights are bright, and from a distance they look like dragons of fire stretching across the vast lake.