Heaven is fearless

Although as a monk, he shoulders the duty of protecting ordinary people, but Tu Zhao has never been to the real mortal world—he has stayed on Penglai Island since he was born, and was later brought to Kunlun Mountain by Ming Xiao to the Taisu Sword Sect. Not to mention Taisu Sword Sect, it is Penglai Island, which is also a city with the goal of cultivating immortals.

And the place where Tu Zhao will go is the real mortal world, where people don't know anything about cultivating immortals, thinking that immortals are just stories in story books, and probably the royal family and nobles will know about it, but only Just understand.

According to Tu Zhao's knowledge, the children of noble births rarely set foot on the fairy road. They are restricted by the mortal wealth and royal aura and cannot touch the fairy veins. long.

But before that, the place he was going to was the settlement of the Wu clan, the dangerous building where the "Heavenly Man" lived.

It took Tu Zhao nearly three days to fly over half of the mainland with Yujian, and used teleportation formations in several large cities, before arriving in the east of the mainland within a week.

There is a tall building rising from the ground here, he stopped and looked up at the tall building, his eyes showed shock uncontrollably.

He has seen the most magnificent natural scene in Kunlun Mountains. Taisu Sword Sect is an outstanding representative of natural power, and here... this place should be the pinnacle of human power.

The tall building in front of him is like an exquisite pagoda that has been magnified countless times. It has a radius of tens of miles and is almost the size of a city. Flying eaves, golden bells hang under the vermilion eaves, its height pierces the sky, clouds linger around it, each floor has a wonderful corridor extending outwards, connecting to other smaller pavilions next to it.

Countless smiling women come and go on the eaves and corridors of the pavilions. The gears and mechanism are running all the time, and there are exquisite designs in even the smallest places. The stairs driven by the mechanism move up and down, unfolding in every unexpected place, lifting Take people where they want to go.

Uncanny workmanship, astonishing work.

Standing in front of this building, Tu Zhao felt the mighty power of human wisdom for the first time. The delicacy and order created by human hands almost broke his usual understanding of the world. Standing in this building—this should not even be Call it a pavilion! ——I felt my own insignificance like never before.

The magnificence of nature and the wisdom of human beings are both worthy of admiration.

Dangerous building.

The Witch Clan used all their strength to build the residence for the Witch Lord. Legend has it that this is the place where the immortals live in the sky. The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand. They dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

The heavenly man above the dangerous building, the genius who has no strength to restrain a chicken but can rely on wisdom to traverse the world of cultivation...

Tu Zhao's mood gradually calmed down. He faintly felt that he was about to make a breakthrough again, but this was not the place to make a breakthrough. After suppressing the imminent aura, a girl came out from the wide open door on the first floor, sipping her breath. Looking at him with his mouth open, he smiled: "Is Yi a member of the Taisu Sword Sect?"

The girl's accent is a bit strange, and the syllables are soft and cohesive, like soft cotton or pastry, as sweet as sugar can be pulled out. She is wearing a short gown and long skirt with a very Wu nationality style, and the dark purple satin is embroidered It is full of gorgeous and complicated patterns, a colorful silk scarf is wrapped around her head, the hollow silver ornaments jingle and collide, and a few gorgeous butterflies flutter lingeringly at the corners of her skirt and hair.

"His Royal Highness has been waiting for you for a long time. I wanted to see you, but unfortunately you came, and His Royal Highness was ill again, so I asked You Gou to take you to the three-six formation."

The girl didn't look on guard at all, and led the way briskly, beckoning Tu Zhao to follow.

Tu Zhao thanked politely: "Then I would like to thank Miss Yougou."

Yougou blinked his big watery eyes, and a dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Oh, you're so good."

Tu Zhao:? ? ?

The dignified and solemn young man suspected that he had heard it wrong, and his eyes widened in shock.

Yougou stuck out his tongue, rolled his eyes, and waved at him as if trying to hide something: "Walk this way as you walk, the three-six formation is not far away, it's on the third floor."

When Tu Zhao stepped into the dangerous building, he was greeted by a fiery red veil. The inside of the pavilion was very lively and noisy, and it was no different from a small city. Along the building were countless shops and residences, but there was a huge white space in the middle , used as a facility like a square. This design is quite similar to the mortal earth buildings he has seen in books. Standing in the middle, you can look up and see the vast sky, with bright light shining down. Staying in the building It doesn't feel dark either.

Yougou enthusiastically pointed out the various facilities and introduced them to him. From time to time, he grabbed something on the wall, and then there were stairs or corridors moving from undetectable places, leading them to places they couldn't go to before.

"There." Seeing that Tu Zhao had been staring at the square in the middle of the building, You Gou pointed over with a smile, "It's reserved for His Highness the High Priest. He lives on the highest floor and likes to watch the stars and the moon, but when he goes downstairs, he can see the moon." If not, we will open an open space for him.”

You Gou said this lightly, but Tu Zhao only needs to look at the huge volume of the dangerous building to know that the effort spent in it is by no means as easy as what You Gou said.

The dangerous building is almost a three-dimensional huge city. To change the structure of the entire pavilion, hollow out the middle of each floor for several miles to leave space for the shaman to look at the stars and the moon. This behavior is simply...

Tu Zhao couldn't find any good adjectives, but felt that the attitude of the witch clan towards the witch master was much more terrifying than those worshipers of the master he had seen, even... a little scary.

You Gou quickly changed the subject: "What are you doing with the three-six formation, you lost something?"

Tu Zhao was stunned for a moment: "No, no, there is a medicine—"

As soon as he started talking, Yougou already understood: "Collecting herbs, what kind of medicine? There may be some in the building, but there is nothing else here, and all kinds of herbs are guaranteed."

Tu Zhao's heart moved, and he asked softly: "It's Zhe Hong, a medicinal herb that is said to last for a thousand years, and grows in the place where the king's spirit gathers in the world..."

Yougou wrinkled his face bitterly: "Oh, I've heard of this medicine, but the high priest can't use it, so there is no stock in the building..."

She looked at Tu Zhao with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, you still have to make a trip by yourself."

A little bit of disappointment rose in Tu Zhao's heart, but he didn't show it. He thanked him earnestly, followed Yugou up a newly transferred staircase, and climbed up to the third floor: "But why does this formation need to be named? For thirty-six?"

You Gou waved his hand: "It's easy to remember."

Tu Zhao:? ? ?

You Gou explained generously: "There are many formations in the building, and each of them is named. Where can I get it? The high priest will be exhausted, so we will use numbers to arrange the numbers, which are easy to remember and easy to find. [-] is No. [-] on the third floor, and [-] is No. [-] on the seventh floor... You can understand it immediately."

Tu Zhao: ...

The painting style of this witch clan... seems to be a bit different from what he thought... not the same.

No, to be precise, it is not the same as most people's imagination.

The men and women who came and went were all smiling. They were all dressed in traditional costumes of the Wu people. The women’s short gowns and long skirts occasionally revealed a slender waist. The men had trousers and some double-breasted shorts. The only thing that was the same was whether they were men or women. They all wore a lot of silver ornaments, and the complex and gorgeous ornaments collided with their steps, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

Tu Zhao was walking among them, and he knew at a glance that he was a foreigner. When they looked over, their eyes were full of enthusiasm and curiosity, as if they were not at all wary.

You Gou led him through the last corridor, stopped in front of an unremarkable door, opened the door for him, and handed him a brush: "This is it, go in, take the brush when you come back." It’s fine as long as it’s broken—don’t let people watch it.”

Tu Zhao took the pen, and a bunch of question marks appeared above his head.

Why a brush?

Yougou blinked his black and clear eyes: "Hey, there are quite a lot of questions, because when the high priest is setting up the formation, there are either pens or paper next to him. I can't give you a piece of paper to tear it up? Sounds like a psychopath."

Tu Zhao was silent.

Does breaking a pen sound normal?

No... I was almost caught in her thoughts!There is nothing besides paper and pen, can't you find something else?Like asking someone to get something normal... No!This thing is so important, it should have been prepared before setting up the formation!

Tu Zhao suddenly felt that the personality of this witch master was probably... different from what he had imagined.

Seeing that he was not moving, Yougou urged him, "Okay, okay, hurry up, the high priest wakes up and needs some medicine."

Tu Zhao cleared the messy things in his mind, turned around again and thanked You Gou, then pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he didn't even see the scene in front of him clearly. There was a deep purple light in front of him, which instantly blocked his sight. The huge suction pulled his body, pushing and pushing him into a seemingly A never-ending vortex.

Yougou looked at the half door in front of him and shook it twice, and sighed helplessly: "It's me who closes the door again, so no one can close the door by himself after entering? Worry about it."

******

Tu Zhao, who was thrown into the barren land by the whirling vortex, stood firm and looked around. There was no one here, only the lush grass growing above her waist, and a flock of cotton-like sheep scattered among the grass blades.

The capital of the Great Wei Dynasty was very easy to identify. Tu Zhao didn't even need to ask anyone. When he looked around, he saw the dragon aura rising into the sky in that direction.

In the century-old capital, there will be a Ming Lord, and the dragon spirit will be vast.

Tu Zhao stood up with his sword, he couldn't wait for even a moment, his figure turned into a stream of light, leaving an illusory afterimage in the air.

Flying into the air, Tu Zhao looked down and frowned slightly involuntarily.

According to the thickness of the dragon aura he saw in Kyoto, this dynasty should be rich and prosperous and last for a hundred years. Even the stability of the world is a bit difficult. Some floods have just passed, and the people on the road are thin and numb. Wherever there is a sign of peace and prosperity, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the beginning of troubled times.

But it shouldn't be...

Tu Zhao once again looked at the deep dragon aura in the direction of the capital, and blinked suspiciously.

After all, he was still a little curious. After landing in the capital with a stealth trick, he put away his long sword and began to circle the capital.

After such a turn, he saw something wrong.

The dragon aura he saw was composed of two strands. One dragon aura was about to die, heralding the collapse of the dynasty; He saw the prosperity and prosperity he saw.

A few question marks faintly appeared in Tu Zhao's eyes.

Two strands of dragon energy?

The young man stood for a while, lowered his head and thought for a long time to no avail, looked around, and suddenly disappeared in place.

The palace was heavily guarded, but it was difficult to stop a successful monk. Tu Zhao stepped into the palace without any effort, walked forward following the dragon aura, and when he got closer, he realized why there was Two strands of dragon aura - one obviously represents the current monarch, the dragon aura is entrenched above the palace in the middle of the palace; the other is located in a slightly remote corner of the palace city, and the tea sign crosses many palaces and pavilions in one step, standing In front of that palace, I roughly understood who the people living in it were.

In the East Palace, it should be the current prince.

But the problem is that the dragon aura that represents the current monarch is the dying one, while the dragon aura above the East Palace is deep and rich.

Tu Zhao thought about it, and this probably meant that if the crown prince succeeds, Great Wei will be blessed for a hundred years, and if the current emperor does not abdicate, maybe Great Wei will disappear?

He has never learned the art of qi divination, and he has no idea how incredible it is for two diametrically opposed dragon qis to appear in a dynasty. He quickly put this matter behind him, but before he left, he had a thought, Passing by the window of the prince who has the appearance of a wise king.

The window was half open, and the prince was resting on the short couch by the window. Tu Zhao glanced at him, and only saw the handsome and beautiful face of the other party like a fairy in the sky, like an extremely rich flower born in the world of mortals, with noble and beautiful eyebrows , only morbidly pale and weak.

Tu Zhao looked away after only one glance, and flew out of the palace in mid-air.

His time is very tight, Zhe Hong doesn't know where it is, and it will take a lot of work to find it before the master comes out...

The sun and the moon turn around in the world, and monks don't need to sleep. He groped around the capital day and night and searched inch by inch. It cannot be found before the autumn frost. When the frost falls, Zhehong will have no effect...

Probably God took pity on him, and the day before the autumn frost approached, he found that ordinary plant.

At this time, Tu Zhao had already found Zhe Hong for nearly a hundred miles around the capital, and only saw Zhe Hong in this mountain depression. An autumn frost is coming.

In the silent world, the thread of time begins to intersect. After dawn, the sword cultivator who has been here for decades will pick off this Zhehong, and go back to the original time point with his sword thousands of miles away; The prince is still sleeping. The prince from the southern border will go to Shelan Academy to meet someone. When he returns, he will make an impossible wish in front of the Buddha and meet the future teacher; Drinking on the tree, before leaving, you will catch a glimpse of Jianxiu Yujian Chengfeng who is about to leave.

They don't know each other what kind of intersection will happen in the future, and they just glanced at it inadvertently at this moment.

The ring of time was tightly closed, and at this moment, Tu Zhao just bent down and picked the blue Zhehong with full of joy.