The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

The master turned against her and countless pursuits made Chang Xiaoyue feel a little tired as she galloped all the way, but at this moment she felt a little happy in her heart.

At least there are people in this world who care about me!

And those who care about you are still the ones you care about!

Nothing makes people feel happier than this!

Chang Xiaoyue, whose eyes narrowed into crescent moons, was a little tired from repeated space jumps, but she still kept on going.

As long as you arrive in the capital of the world and rely on your luck in the world, even though your cultivation level has been reduced to an infinitely low level, you can still be invincible!

Originally, he didn't want to get too involved with the human world, so he wandered on the edge of the human world to avoid the pursuit from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. However, Ouyang's arrival forced him to go further into the depths of the human world.

The further she rushed towards the capital, Chang Xiaoyue could feel her heart becoming heavier and heavier, as if there was a huge boulder pressing on her heart.

The last time I came to the human world, I had the same feeling, but I wasn't as flustered as I am now.

Maybe it's because the purpose of coming to the human world this time is different from last time?

He was thinking in his mind, but without stopping, mortal cities kept appearing one after another, and the cities became more and more towering and spectacular.

The further forward you go, the more you can feel the invisible pressure, which makes me, as a great monk, a little frightened.

The demon elixir in the body is not running smoothly, and the demon essence is tightly suppressed in the dantian.

Chang Xiaoyue had no choice but to lower her head and jump forward relying on her thin true energy.

On the official road, people were coming and going, horse-drawn carriages were running rampant, and there were countless vendors.

The bustle of the world is far more attractive than the cold practice.

Because she couldn't fly, she didn't know where the direction was. Chang Xiaoyue had no choice but to come to the official road. Her red dress was a little messy and she looked a little embarrassed.

The peerless appearance, coupled with the somewhat embarrassed little face, immediately silenced the originally noisy officialdom.

The great monk's celestial temperament and innate appearance made Chang Xiaoyue stand above the official path as if she were standing out from the crowd.

When ordinary people see Chang Xiaoyue, they can't think of blasphemy. They can only sigh silently in their hearts, who is so lucky to marry such an incomparable beauty!

Chang Xiaoyue, who was watched by countless eyes, snorted coldly, took out the bamboo hat and veil from the storage space, jumped up to the trees next to the official road, and kept jumping forward.

With each step, he can jump tens of meters and disappear in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Those who were originally thinking about whether they had other thoughts suddenly gave up their thoughts.

Such a peerless beauty is actually a martial arts master!

Although he is in the human world and cannot practice, martial arts has not disappeared, and being a warrior in the human world is not a big deal.

Well, don't all those masters of Qinggong like to fly around in the sky?

For them, the sudden appearance of Chang Xiaoyue was just another topic for them to talk about after dinner, and did not cause much trouble.

Instead of hoping for something you can't get, it's better to speed up your pace.

The cities she encountered became more and more spectacular and prosperous. When Chang Xiaoyue stood on a big tree and looked at a huge city in the distance, she came to what is now the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Great Zhou Guoshi?

Chang Xiaoyue is not too familiar with the human world here. If it weren't for the fact that she had only been to this human world, she would not have come here this time.

Probably because he had contributed to protecting that small town, the newly established regime seemed to be particularly enlightened. It didn't take long before he issued an order to invite himself to the capital to serve as the Great Zhou Imperial Advisor.

Chang Xiaoyue, who has no regard for secular rights and just wants to avoid being hunted, has no interest in this.

But now serving as the so-called Imperial Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the best place for him!

Chang Xiaoyue walked into the capital city and felt a very uncomfortable smell coming from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Looking around, I found that the mortals of the Western Zhou Dynasty seemed to be celebrating a festival.

Children wear sachets and happily fly paper kites and paper dragons.

The adults boiled herbs and made rice dumplings with bamboo leaves.

The smell that makes me feel uncomfortable is coming from countless people's homes.

Chang Xiaoyue walked to an inn and ordered some food like the diners next to her. She stopped the busy waiter with interest and asked, "What are the people in the city doing? What day is it today?"

The waiter, who was busy because of the festival, originally didn't want to answer Chang Xiaoyue's slightly idiotic question, but when he saw that he had a good figure and although he couldn't see his face, his voice sounded like an oriole, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Girl Don’t be kidding, it’s almost the Dragon Boat Festival, so of course it’s the Dragon Boat Festival!”

"Dragon Boat Festival?" Chang Xiaoyue blinked. This was the first time Chang Xiaoyue heard of such a festival.

"What should you do during the Dragon Boat Festival?" Chang Xiaoyue asked curiously.

It was like a silly question, which made the waiter roll his eyes and said angrily: "During the Dragon Boat Festival, of course we eat rice dumplings, drink realgar wine with mugwort, and row dragon boats!"

Hearing the waiter's answer, Chang Xiaoyue couldn't help but frown. Chang Xiaoyue had no interest in the so-called rice dumplings and dragon boats.

But realgar and mugwort are the things that snakes, rats and insects dislike the most. Although I have already become a demon cultivator, I will not be harmed by them.

But now the strength has been suppressed to an extremely low level, so the body will still have some instinctive reactions to such things that are naturally disgusting.

Sitting on the balcony on the second floor, I looked at the noisy crowd below and listened to the roaring dragon boat chants from time to time.

As a demon cultivator, Chang Xiaoyue felt agitated for no reason. She seemed to be out of place here!

Leaving a piece of gold behind, Chang Xiaoyue jumped out of the balcony and flew towards the most important building in the capital.

Passing through countless shops and walking on the wide imperial road, you will see a golden imperial city in sight!

The Great Zhou Dynasty inherited all the heritage of the Tang Dynasty, including the imperial city that had been inherited for hundreds of years. Countless black-armored soldiers stood above the imperial capital.

The paint-red door has not had time to be repaired, and is covered with scars left by arrows.

Chang Xiaoyue curiously approached the dark red door, but before she could get close, a cold shout rang out: "Who is trespassing in the imperial capital!"

Accompanying the loud shout was the sound of a bowstring being tightened and a long sword being unsheathed.

Countless black warriors held weapons and looked at the unarmed Chang Xiaoyue in front of the imperial city.

Chang Xiaoyue frowned, and when she was about to take out the roll of papers sent to her by Da Zhou, she suddenly remembered that she had thrown the roll of papers into the White Lady's Temple.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the densely packed black armored soldiers on the city wall. Even if he wanted to force his way through, it would still take a lot of effort.

Just when Chang Xiaoyue was determined to break in, the dark red door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man with a long beard looked at her with bright eyes.

"But Your Highness the White Lady?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Chang Xiaoyue frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and cupped his hands and replied:

"Minister of Rites, Yang Dong has met His Highness!"