Shen Lian entered Emperor Qiu, and a strange thing happened. From the north of Emperor Qiu, where the royal city is, a giant dragon poked out. Like a faucet on a hill.
On its body grew a pair of wings, which were smooth and bright, and dispersed the white clouds with a gentle wave.
The broad eye sockets shot out brilliance like a bucket, scanning everything in the Emperor's Hill. The huge pressure made the two mammoths in the caravan crawl on the ground, trembling.
Shen Lian cast his gaze out the window and saw clearly that this giant dragon was the legendary Yinglong.
It is a winged dragon. There are records saying that "a dragon that takes five hundred years will become a horned dragon, and a dragon that takes a thousand years will become a dragon." Of course this is not the case. A true Yinglong cannot be achieved by practicing for thousands of years. Moreover, Yinglong is much stronger than a horned dragon. At least now Shen Lian will treat it as a character of the same level.
Yinglong scanned the entire Emperor's Hill and seemed to find nothing. It slowly shrank and the female lay in the royal city.
Only then did the merchants talk about Yinglong, which was the national guardian beast of Daxia. It was an unknown dragon that had lived for an unknown period of time. According to legend, it was as powerful as the King of Xia, and even the children of the royal family would bow to it when they saw it.
I don't know what strange object disturbed him today.
Shen Lian knew that even though he had restrained his aura, the Yinglong's instinct made it feel the invasion of a powerful existence, so it emerged.
This is not surprising, even the most ordinary person will be alarmed when someone else breaks into the warning range around him.
Shen Lian could cut off the breath, but he couldn't cut off Yinglong's instinct.
Fortunately, he didn't want to cause trouble and Yinglong didn't find him.
Perhaps it was because even Yinglong had found nothing, Daxia did not send anyone to guard the surroundings. This was also the courage of King Xia. No matter who you are, he is not afraid.
Because this is Emperor Qiu, the leaders of the twelve major nobles are here, and all of them have extraordinary abilities.
However, Shen Lian still felt spiritual thoughts sweeping through the city from time to time, but one thing he was quite surprised about was that the auras of the masters of spiritual thoughts were very powerful, but their spiritual thoughts were not strong, and in detail they were even worse than those of Taoist Changsheng Zhenren. A lot.
Really advanced practice becomes more comprehensive as it progresses. Regardless of whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, it is all about practicing both life and nature. Even if there are shortcomings, the gap will not be too big.
And the owner of these breaths, judging from his spiritual thoughts, can already be said to be weak.
A businessman came to Shen Lian's side and said: "Little prince of Xiliang Kingdom, if you want to submit your credentials, you have to go to the residence of Daxing Ling in Dongcheng. The affairs of foreign vassals entering the dynasty are all controlled by Daxing Ling. Before I I also told you that you only brought a letter of credence, and it would be difficult to get in without a tribute gift. "
Shen Lian replied with a smile: "I will naturally prepare the tribute. Thank you for reminding me."
Seeing that there was nothing in his hand, the businessman shook his head. If Chen Qing hadn't paid a lot of money in advance and asked him for help, he wouldn't have bothered to worry about Shen Lian. After all, Chen Qing had studied with Zu Jia, although he was not even a named disciple. No, but there is a bit of camaraderie in it.
Zu Jia is a member of the royal family of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and is Tian Yi's nephew. He once traveled around the world in hiding in a caravan.
Chen Qing was lucky enough to have Zu Jia's guidance, otherwise ordinary businessmen would not know about her knowledge.
After Shen Lian left the caravan, a young man appeared. He was carrying a broad sword on his back, which looked like it was made of bronze and mixed with other metals.
He stared at it for a long time, until it disappeared from his eyes.
The businessman said: "Wu Ding, why are you caring about the little prince of Xiliang Kingdom now? He has been in the caravan for a long time, and you have never dealt with him."
The young man named Wu Ding said: "Yi Gui, don't you find that he is special?"
The businessman is called Yi Gui, without a surname. Yi means that he is the second son in the family, and Gui means that he is very shrewd. Yi Gui said: "He is indeed a special person, but you can also see that his aura is very ordinary. He’s not a Qi practitioner, and he doesn’t have any special bloodline.”
"But on this long journey, you can see that he showed signs of panic. He often looked outside, but he never showed that novel look. He was calm from beginning to end. The calmness reminded me of Alone." Wu Ding said slowly.
"Who does it look like?" Yi Gui really didn't notice these details. He only felt that the little prince in Xiliang City was very quiet and pleasant, but there was a big black tiger beside him, which seemed uncoordinated.
Wu Ding stopped talking. A figure emerged silently in his mind. That person was a little taller than ordinary people. His face was not handsome, but he was not ugly either. He was always calm and gentle. It seemed that nothing in the world could trouble him, nor could he. He can't solve anything.
He has a martial prowess comparable to that of King Xia, but he never shows off, and he does not like to show off his bravery like King Xia.
King Xia compares himself to the sun in the sky and wants to spread his majesty to every corner of the earth like the brilliance of the sun. Therefore, the prison built by King Xia is also very interesting. It is a high platform standing in the square of the royal city. Everyone who enters the royal city can see it.
Arrays for worshiping the sun were set up on all sides, and endless real fire from the sun gathered to burn the cloud platform.
The temperature above it is said that even hundreds of refined iron may melt if thrown into it.
This high platform is called Xiatai, and it was built in a short period of time under the orders of King Xia himself. The fine carvings on Xiatai were only made by thousands of slaves who knew how to carve.
There is a man imprisoned on the Xia Terrace. He looks like he is thirty years old, but if he looks closely, he seems to be twenty years old, but his eyes are deep, as if he contains wisdom that can only be accumulated over thousands of years.
The guards around him didn't dare to look at Xia Tai. The man's clothes had long been turned into fly ash, and his skin was red. However, his black hair was still not burned, and it just looked a little withered.
"Zilu, the king appreciates you very much. As long as you sincerely admit your mistakes to him and stop being so reckless, the king will let you leave Xia Tai." The loud voice spread through the blazing sun fire around Xia Tai. Entering Taichung, let the men inside hear clearly.
Zi is the surname, Lu is the given name, Zilu is Tianyi, the king of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and perhaps the most powerful person among the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
Xia Tai's true sun fire can burn any of the seven Xuan Zhen sons alive, but Tian Yi has been here for half a year, and it seems that he will be fine in another half year.
Tianyi did not ignore the visitor's question, but said: "What's wrong with Yinglong? It often sleeps for decades. Even if the sky thunder hits it, it won't wake up. But it suddenly moved just now. Could it be?" Some great being has also entered Emperor Qiu."
"Zilu, no one can save you. Only with the king's forgiveness can you leave Xiatai. Even if some powerful person enters Emperor Qiu, you will not be given the chance to escape. As the king's minister, you must admit your mistake. Nothing."