The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

The female cultivator guarding the gate is the only cultivator within a hundred feet who does not wear a veil or a cloak.Under the clear blue sky, the sun was pouring down, her pretty face was slightly shiny, like the cleanest ice and snow on the top of the peak, it was cold, but dignified and beautiful.

This person has a beautiful appearance and looks like a fairy, but her clothing and hairstyle are... quite different.

She wore an ordinary man's hair in a bun, and the jade crown was not decorated with complicated patterns. It was simple and unsophisticated, full of straightforward and heroic taste.Looking further down, this one is dressed in gray clothes, with a long strip of indigo silk wrapped around his waist, and matched with a heavy and heavy sword, he looks very strict and dull ancient Confucianism cultivator - or the male kind.

Seeing Lu Yang and Ning Nineteen approaching, the female cultivator raised her eyebrows, then squinted her eyes, and finally grabbed two pieces of parchment from the void, and patted them on the table in front of her:

"Following the emperor's order, new visitors, in addition to paying the city gate tax, are also requested to fill in the city registration. Two guests please."

Ning Jiujiu threw the two gold crystals to her first, but she was surprised that she didn't see the expected surprised and respectful expression on the nun's face.

The city gate tax is also a situation. Those who enter the imperial capital go through this process to show their respect and obedience to the Emperor Ling. As for the tax itself, paying more or less depends only on personal wishes, as well as the degree of wealth.But it was two gold crystals at the first shot, how many such visitors could there be in a few years?

Shouldn't it be treated specially? !

Of course, this was the idea of ​​Ning Shijiu, who had just become an upstart.Seeing the calm face of the female nun, Lu Yang only regarded the golden and splendid precious stone as a normal thing, so he nodded slightly in his heart, and his expectations for the imperial capital were increased.

When he visited the imperial capital in his last life, Emperor Zhaoshen had already passed away, and the succeeding Emperor Mingyang was quite young, which happened to be the period when the imperial capital was weakened—perhaps it could be called a dynasties—rarely seen in ten thousand years.The gates of the city are not strict, the interior is chaotic, and the power of the Dragon Pagoda has been weakened unprecedentedly. From this corner alone, you can see the appearance of the troubled times at that time.

Lu Yang hated being born late, he never got to see the prosperous and orderly scene of the imperial capital.Looking at it now, the disappointment and anticipation at that time did not seem to be hypocritical. Only this sassy female cultivator who could support the appearance in front of me could overwhelm all the mediocre people in the city at that time.And the current grand occasion of the imperial capital should be worthy of his unreasonable melancholy sigh at that time.

The female cultivator took the spar casually, glanced at Ning Nineteen, and handed a registration form to Lu Yang, asking, "Can you write?"

Lu Yang nodded.

With the shaking of his head, the shattered hair on his forehead fluttered, revealing his light blue eyes——Lu Yang only knew about Ning Nineteen's exclamation just now, when he completely stopped the movement of spiritual energy, groping for breath After a little bit of the evil spirit in the air, his eyes lost their deep blackness, and suddenly turned into a terrifying pure white; and after he continued to absorb the evil spirit in a panic, the whiteness was slowly absorbed by him. A touch of light blue smudged, and it became what it is now.

No need for him to say now, no one will think he is a human being anymore.If he was still in the Lu family, he would probably be sent to kill him by the monarch; if he was still in Penglai, he would definitely attract many disciples of immortal masters to watch; fortunately, he is now in the imperial capital, the only place in the world where he saw monsters A place where you can just do normal things.

The nun turned a blind eye to his eyes. Seeing that Lu Yang had filled in the name in the first column of the form, she nodded slightly and handed the second form to Ning Shijiu.

"Name, Lu Qing'an; age, 12; gender, male; race, monster race; cultivation, entry level; companions, Ning Nineteen; relationship with fellow travelers, master and servant; duration of stay, more than five years; willingness to live, Swear to be loyal to Emperor Ling, abide by the laws of the imperial capital...agree to the agreement."

After Lu Yang finished filling it out, he scanned it again to check for omissions.Ning Nineteen over there also finished writing, staring at his age "5012" in a daze, and then caught a glimpse of the weird word "master and servant", and the corner of his eye twitched violently.

The female nun took back the registration form of the two of them expressionlessly, turned her eyes shallowly, and wiped the paper lightly with her fingertips, and said: "The contract has been concluded, and you are welcome to enter the city. I wish the emperor Wanshou."

"I wish the emperor a long life."

Lu Yang had told Ning Nineteen this rule a long time ago, and the two of them sang in unison, turned around and walked towards the city gate, giving up the seat in front of the nun.

The next cultivator who was about to enter the city followed immediately, and Lu Yang heard the female cultivator say in a flat voice:

"Following the emperor's order, the new visitor..."

"Now there are quite a few newcomers to the imperial capital."

Lu Yang's mind skipped a little bit of this thought, but when he finished walking through the city gate and the bustling streets appeared in front of him, he immediately became excited and quickly put this unimportant thought behind him.

The sun is warm and the eaves reflect the brilliance.Rows of Junzi trees are planted on both sides of Chengtian Road, the main road of the imperial capital. The road is full of purple air, and the clothes of passers-by are tumbling.Occasionally there will be strange and weird spirit beasts dragging various chariots and chariots passing by, these are ordinary people; and very rarely, there will be a clear and long singing of the Phoenix Luan from the sky, which is the ancient wisdom raised by the imperial family. Monster beasts - those rare birds, it is rumored that even the sky demon phoenix in the green forest can climb up relatives.

Lu Yang walked with his head up, looked at the cloudless sky for a long time, and finally caught sight of the fleeting tail of the dragon.

He immediately pulled Ning Jiu's sleeve and shouted: "Dragon, dragon! It's a real dragon!"

"Where?"

Ning Nineteen also wanted to see the ancient auspiciousness that represented the majesty of the emperor, so he pulled Lu Yang to stop, stood under a gentleman tree and stretched his neck to look around.

The group of people next to them all smiled kindly at them, and Lu Yang was also not angry when he heard someone laughing and spitting "Hillbilly".

After all, the god dragon is rarer than the phoenix. The phoenix is ​​approachable and travels around the world. Except for being locked in the bottom of the sky by the moon for these years, it is normal for people to bump into him anywhere, and there are rumors everywhere. But as for the dragon, the only dragon fought the world with the first generation of Lingdi. After the death of the first generation, it has been swimming in the sky above the imperial capital, protecting the Dragon Pagoda and the descendants of the Lingdi. Years never left.

If you don't come to the imperial capital, who can see it?

And outside the imperial capital, people here laughed and called it "countryside", which seemed to be nothing.

Compared with the red walls and green tiles, the countless high and low buildings, the tens of thousands of people here, the vast and dazzling array of magic goods, and the ubiquitous gorgeous decorations. Compared...Penglai's saying that it's the countryside is an exaggeration, what kind of five islands of the fairy family are completely dilapidated and desolate backcountry!

Ning Jiujiu was still looking at the looming dragon, while Lu Yang had already cast his gaze elsewhere.

The people who laughed just now were a group of teenagers and girls in luxurious clothes, and none of them wore a cloak or veil, so it could be seen that they were not tourists, but long-term residents of the imperial capital.They were laughing and joking, pushing each other, and pointing at all kinds of shops on the side of the road. They didn't look like accomplished masters, but innocent children of mortals.

Seeing Lu Yang looking at them, they also looked at Lu Yang wantonly without any shyness.

Soon, a sharp-eyed person called out:

"Look at his eyes!"

After being reminded by this sentence, the seven or eight young people turned their gazes away one after another, and threw their eyes on Lu Yang.

Lu Yang didn't want to cause trouble when he first entered the house and was unfamiliar with the place, so he immediately squinted his eyes and groped to hide behind Ning Jiujiu.

Ning Nineteen was taken aback by his actions, and since he was only focused on looking at the dragon, he didn't notice any abnormalities on the street, so he couldn't help being a little dazed.

In order to understand the situation, he looked around and saw that out of ten pedestrians on the street, there were three or five with big faces showing, so he also took off the hood of his cloak, and turned his head around to look at Lu Yang and A few young people over there.

"Qing'an, what's wrong?"

"Uh……"

The muscles on Lu Yang's face twisted together strangely, showing how much he resisted the title Ning Nineteen.But who made him a monster now, or someone else's "servant", since the master asked a question, he had to answer obediently if he couldn't tell.

"Master, it's actually nothing. It's just that the young masters and ladies over there said that my eyes..."

"Oh, oh... eyes..."

The muscles on Ning Jiu's face were also distorted.Fortunately, he can still remember that his identity is a "high-level cultivator who roams the world", his personality is "solitary and arrogant", and he can't make faces like a child, so he didn't burst out laughing because of that "Master".

In order to divert his attention, he quickly turned his head to look at the group of young people, coughed, and assumed the most serious attitude:

"My friends, what do you say about my Tong'er's eyes?"

As a result, when he turned his head, a group of people on the opposite side took a step back.

One of the purple-clothed female cultivators touched the long sword at her waist; another female cultivator with timid eyes grabbed the arm of a male cultivator beside her, and then hugged her whole body; what's more, the whole body Guarded, but stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"Before the name is declared, I dare not be called 'little friend'!"

No injustice in the past, no hatred in the near future, what tone is this?

Ning Nineteen was stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the young man who stepped forward became firmer in his mind, his body trembled immediately, but he didn't take half a step back, he stuck his neck and shouted:

"I'm the second son of the third-rank Yue family, Yue Ming, dare to ask the person on the opposite side—the person on the opposite side—is he a member of the evil sect?"

Being splashed with dirty water for no reason, Ning Nineteen was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er. He wanted to ask the shrewd and cunning old devil Lu, but saw that the man pulled the hood and hid his head in the cloak, his shoulders trembled slightly. —but afraid?

Heck!

Absolutely secretly laughing!

Just at this time, the female cultivator in purple who was touching the sword said again: "Brother Yue, why bother to ask him? Look at his ugly face, he must be an evil sect!"

Ning Nineteen was astonished.

Then seeing Lu Yang squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, obviously laughing so hard that he couldn't stand still, Ning Shijiu felt an evil fire in his heart.

"Judging people by their appearance? Hmph, unfortunately I guessed wrong, I must not be an evil sect." He snorted in a low voice, looked down at the young man, and said coldly, "Of course, Daoist, I am not a good family of the first, second or third grade. .”

"Huh!"

Hearing that he had changed his name once, there was a rustle of exclamations from the opposite side.Behind the young Yue Ming, the group of young cultivators gathered together and bit their ears without any image, and their gazes were less guarded and hostile, but more unknown.

Ning Nineteen couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to figure it out, and he didn't want to obediently announce his name in front of a group of children.After taking a deep breath or two, he suppressed the urge to lose his temper, picked up Lu Yang, and was about to stride away.

It's a pity that as soon as he turned his face, he was blocked by another cultivator:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"