The atmosphere of the Daxu Imperial Capital is completely different from other places. The prosperity is not comparable to other places. In the sky, you can vaguely see the surging national destiny like a wave.
However, such a surging wave is mixed with wisps of black mist. Although it is weak, it still eats away at the surrounding national destiny. This wisp of black mist is particularly dazzling in the eyes of those who are well versed in the art of luck.
The Zoroastrian Cult challenged the younger generation of the Daxu Dynasty with almost no defeat. This was a heavy blow to the Daxu Dynasty, and the national destiny was also eroded. Although it seems that the erosion is not even small, but this kind of sentiment
Just like the ink droplets falling on the paper will gradually spread, until one day the national destiny of the Daxu Dynasty will be completely eaten away.
But there is no way. Among the younger generation brought by the Zoroastrian Cult, there is a fifteen-year-old boy who has realized the complete true meaning of time. With his superb marksmanship, he can completely crush those below the Heavenly Transformation Realm and those who have practiced above the Heavenly Transformation Realm.
I was too embarrassed to bully the small ones, so in the end I could only watch the Zoroastrian Cult show off its power in the school grounds outside the imperial city.
"It's a pity that the little gentleman is not here, otherwise this little bastard will definitely be beaten to death."
"It's hard to say. Although the young gentleman is extremely talented and has the guidance of his master, this Zoroastrian brat is not good at it either. The outcome is unpredictable."
"Why did the Master send all the gentlemen out at this time? Does the Master have other plans?"
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In the tea house, various discussions were going on. The Zoroastrian Cult's challenge to the younger generation of the Daxu Dynasty has become a hot topic in the city.
Yang Feng sat next to him and listened quietly, and beside him there was a strange young man waiting respectfully.
As soon as Yang Feng arrived in the imperial capital, he was stopped by the sword slave. He secretly took him to a manor in the outskirts to stay temporarily. He also arranged for a slave to be dispatched by Yang Feng. Although Murong Fu did not come forward, Yang Feng also remembered this favor.
, after all, his reputation is not very good now, and if Murong Fu comes forward, even he may be dragged into the water.
"None of the gentlemen from the academy are in the imperial capital?"
Yang Feng turned his head and looked at the young man and asked.
"The day before the Zoroastrian Cult came to the Imperial Capital, the Master kicked all the gentlemen out of the Imperial Capital on the grounds of training. The Master also prohibited the sects from the outside world from setting foot in the Imperial Capital. This is why the Zoroastrian Cult can be so arrogant."
Since the young man can be arranged to be a guide beside Yang Feng, he certainly has his own merits. In the words of the sword slave, all the news in the imperial capital is stored in his mind.
Yang Feng frowned. With Master's deduction method, how could he not figure out the Zoroastrian Cult's purpose of driving a group of disciples out of the imperial capital and prohibiting super large sects from sending disciples to the imperial capital? No matter how you look at it, it feels too deliberate. It seems to be a special purpose.
Give yourself another chance?
"Do you know where the Master is?"
It's useless to guess what the Master is calculating. You can get the answer by going to him directly.
The young servant was stunned for a moment, and then he answered honestly: "Master, the last road we took was in the bamboo forest where Mr. Er lives."
Let alone Jubaofang, if you look at the entire secular world and can always pay attention to the person or force where the master is, there is no such thing as the master. If the master wants to hide from others and leave the imperial capital, no one can find him.
"Let's go to the bamboo forest."
Intuition told Yang Feng that Master Yang was waiting for him.
The bamboo forest where Mr. Er lives is on a remote mountain outside the imperial capital. There are formations arranged by Mr. Er around it. Ordinary people cannot find the bamboo forest. If anyone breaks into the bamboo forest, they will definitely be beaten by Mr. Er and thrown out, no matter what the other person is.
who.
The prince of the dynasty was raped once by Mr. Second, and from then on no one dared to trespass into the bamboo forest again.
Others cannot see the formation, but in Yang Feng's eyes he can clearly see the endless green and dense bamboos occupying the entire mountain. In front of his eyes, there are green traditional Chinese characters crisscrossing each other. This is the most authentic academy method.
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"Just wait for me here."
The broken sword pulled out the sword flower, and the traditional Chinese characters blocking Yang Feng were instantly shattered. The originally bare mountains actually revealed a touch of green, but as Yang Feng stepped into the mountains, the green disappeared again, as if it had never appeared before.
Walking into the bamboo forest, Yang Feng always felt that something was wrong. After walking for most of an hour, Yang Feng was still in the bamboo forest, and even the sun above his head seemed to have not changed its position.
"maze?"
Now Yang Feng finally knew what was wrong. The bamboo forest was always filled with the faint aroma of books. For anyone, this aroma of books would be intoxicating. Although Yang Feng was strong-willed, his senses were still affected and he walked alone.
It's been going around in circles for so long.
"Yang Feng came here to pay homage to Senior Master today. I hope Senior will not embarrass me."
I saw Yang Feng raising his hands and bowing. The next moment, the bamboo forest shook and suddenly gave way to a small path.
In the simple bamboo hut, the master was drinking hot tea and playing Go with himself. Even if Yang Feng came, he still went his own way and left Yang Feng aside.
Yang Feng didn't pay any attention to the master's aggressive move, and directly found a clean place to sit cross-legged and sink his consciousness into the mysterious space.
If the arrogance of Zoroastrianism is not dampened, Daxu's national destiny will inevitably be damaged. He and his master are like grasshoppers on a rope. He is not in a hurry and neither is he.
The wife who was playing a game with him glanced at Yang Feng with his peripheral vision, and let out a muffled snort in his nose. The little bastard was actually waiting for me to invite him?
"Let's see how long you can keep pretending!"
Who said a master must be mature and steady? Children will get angry when their temperament comes up.
The sky was getting dark, and Master couldn't sit still. Yang Feng, this little brat, was really able to endure it.
"Boy, do you plan to sit here until you die? If so, I can directly seal you and let you sit there with your nose and eyes closed forever."
Hearing Master's cold snort, Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Master is playing a game with me, so naturally I don't dare to disturb him."
"You have said all the good things."
The Master rolled his eyes at Yang Feng, then raised his head to look at the sparse stars and said coldly: "Assassinating a member of the royal family and the younger brother of the current emperor, you can cause trouble."
"It's just to eliminate harm for the people. Master, do you think the King of the North doesn't deserve to die?"
"It is a state-owned and national law. Whatever the King of the North does will naturally be punished by the court's laws. If you kill the royal family, how do you think the current emperor will treat you?"
The master sneered, Yang Feng said it in a high-sounding way, and he had already found his own righteousness.
"If the national law could punish King Bei, Longqi Mansion would not have so many injustices. If Master planned to send me to see the emperor today, I would have no choice but to arrest him without mercy."
As he said this, Yang Feng made a gesture of giving up resistance, which made the master laugh angrily.
"You've finished speaking, and you've taken over your righteousness. It's pretty quick to stop me."
"I have created an opportunity for you to take revenge. Are you confident?"
The master's face suddenly became serious. In order to avenge Yang Feng, he was betting on the national destiny of the Daxu Dynasty. If Yang Feng lost, the national destiny of the Daxu Dynasty would be damaged. This was a big gamble for the master.
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He couldn't figure out anything about Yang Feng. When he reached the realm of Master, he knew too many things that others didn't know. The cave realm can be said to be the ceiling of the world, but it is just a new beginning. The higher you stand, the more you know what you have.
How insignificant, others say that the Master has insight into everything in the world, but only the Master understands that what he can discern is just a drop in the ocean compared to all the things in the world.
The person who can save the catastrophe is not an ordinary person. It is normal for some charm to hinder his calculation, but he is still worried about the national destiny of the Daxu Dynasty.
"As long as no one intervenes, no Zoroastrian can return."
"Including the Tongxu realm?"
"If we fight to the death, he will die and I will be injured."
The master stared at Yang Feng for a long time before taking a deep breath: "Since you are so confident, take this sign to find Lin Mo of Cangsheng College, just say that I asked you to go, he knows what to do."
Yang Feng had seen the brand handed out by the Master to several gentlemen. It was a symbol of the Master, and only a few gentlemen had it in the entire Daxu Dynasty.
Yang Feng hesitated for a moment. Although he had restrained himself after his rebirth, his pride was still the same, and the master was not qualified to accept him as his disciple.
"This identity is not a constraint, but it allows you to do a lot of things. There are too many voices shouting at you in the court. You need an identity to protect you. One day you will surpass my realm. I only hope that you can protect the people of Daxu.
comprehensive."
Yang Feng's brows jumped. Although the master did not see through his secret, he must have noticed the secret in himself. Moreover, the master was only talking about protecting the people of Daxu and not the royal family of Daxu. This was not difficult for him to accept.
"Thank you, Master."
Now that the Master had given in, Yang Feng naturally would not continue to dwell on the minutiae, and walked out of the bamboo forest with the Master's stone tablet.
"I still have to make second-hand preparations. I don't know when Xiaonizi will be able to come back from that place."
When Yang Feng left, the master's helpless sigh echoed throughout the bamboo forest.
"Is this your master's token?"
Seeing the stone plaque hanging on Yang Feng's waist, the young servant's eyes almost jumped out of his head. This person in front of him was actually the master's disciple? When did his master know such an amazing person?
"Master asked me to find Lin Mo, do you know who he is?"
Yang Feng turned his head and looked at the young servant and asked.
"Lin Mo is the current president of Cangsheng College. At this time, he should be studying the works left by Confucius in the college."
"Take me there."
The Zoroastrian Cult will leave the day after tomorrow, leaving little time for myself.
Cangsheng College, the first college of the Daxu Dynasty, almost supports the entire court. Just by approaching the college, you can feel the awe-inspiring righteousness coming towards you. There is a faint air of freshness in the sky, and half of the national destiny that is dense above the imperial capital has been integrated into it.
Among Cangsheng College, it can be said that Cangsheng College is already the lifeblood of the Daxu Dynasty.
Even if the master leaves one day, the status of Cangsheng College will still be unbreakable. No emperor can bear the consequences of damaging the destiny of the country.
"This is Cangsheng College... Maybe Ling'er can study here."
