Nightfall

Autumn wind enters the tower, and Chang'an is not worried.

Autumn grains from various counties have been transported to the city one after another, and the good harvest has not only let the wrinkles on the faces of rural farmers unwind, but also made the people in the city have a lot of smiles on their faces. The ginkgo leaves fell from the branches and covered the long street, not only slaughtered but beautiful.

As in other seasons, as autumn food arrived in Chang'an City, there were many tourists from other counties and even foreign countries, including a man wearing a pale plain shirt.

There was a little dust on the man's shirt, and a long sword was carried on his back. The serene look was gentle. Only few people could understand the pride and indifference hidden in the deepest part of his eyebrows.

He walked on the streets of Chang'an where pedestrians were like weaves. Obviously, there were crowded people in front of him, but in his eyes there were only the monumental towers of Chang'an City that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, and no people existed.

This is the lively and prosperous city of Chang'an, the first male city in the world. This man in a pale plain shirt seems to have no sense of the lively prosperity and prosperity here. He describes it more accurately. Although he is in a prosperous red dust, his spirit is not In the world, only in the taste of this city.

Over the years, he is in the red dust or outside the world, that is where the body is, and the heart has been drifting outside the world, so there is no prosperity in his eyes, or even no one.

Several urchins held frosted fruit skewers and ran across the man in front of him. One of the crying little girls almost wiped the suds on his face. He twitched slightly. He glanced at the little girl's back and shook her head slowly.

At this moment, he looked at the long street with no one in his eyes, and felt the history of this thousand-year-old city. He felt something, and was about to speak out, but he was disturbed by these naughty boys.

Standing in front of the booth, he looked at the short stature boss, skewered the fruits of various colors very skillfully, and then tumbled in the sugar paddle. Suddenly, he felt nothing interesting, and walked to the north of the city.

The top of Wanyan Pagoda.

Li Qingshan touched and looked at the inexplicably split white pawn, and watched the chess piece smooth to the extreme profile. The expression on his face was solemn and complicated. Some shock and concealment hidden in the shock: "You actually also Coming to Chang'an City? It seems the situation is getting more and more troublesome. "

Huang Yang frowned and looked at him and asked, "Is it really sword saint Liu Bai?"

Li Qingshan shook his head and sighed, "Not Liu Bai, but one is more troublesome than Liu Bai.

Huang Yang said in a slight shock: "Is there anyone more troublesome than Liu Bai?"

Li Qingshan said: "Yes."

Then he looked at Huang Yang with a solemn expression and said, "I must leave to welcome the one. In the next few days, if the person does not leave Chang'an, you must stay in the palace."

Huang Yang listened to this, and was silent and ready to enter the palace immediately.

Li Qingshan's meaning is very clear. The strong man who came to Chang'an City has the terrorist power that directly threatens His Majesty in the palace. They even need the two of them to join forces to ensure the safety of His Majesty. Must stay in the palace, and always stay in the palace.

How many people in the world can threaten His Majesty the Tang Emperor in Chang'an City?

Just a few.

Haotian South Gate is located in Beicheng, very close to the Royal Palace.

Li Qingshan stood at the door of Taoist Temple and looked at the walls and turrets of the vermilion palace not far away. He was silent, and no one could see that his mood at this time had suppressed anxiety to the extreme.

The man in the plain white shirt walked slowly from the long street with the autumn wind and leaves. The clothes were ordinary, and only a simple bun showed his origins.

Li Qingshan looked at him and saluted quietly: "I have seen Mr. Ye Su."

That man was Ye Su, who walked all over the world.

Ye Su looked calm and politely said: "I have seen Li Zhenren."

He called Li Qingshan very interesting. He did not call the other party a national teacher, nor did he call the other great priest, but called the other person a real person. This is a very meaningful name.

In history, Haotian Dao's southern gate was the main subject, and he often served as the master of the Tang Dynasty. His position in the Xiling Temple was similar to the three great priests on Taoshan, and he was highly respected.

Although Ye Su has no name and no name in the temple, as a world walker, his status in Haotian Daomen is extremely special, and he has sufficient qualifications to get along with the three great priests of Xiling.

When Li Qingshan was a great priest, he was the only time he had visited Zhishouguan. He knew that the simple and even crude Taoism was the real spirit of Haotian Daomen, so he faced this in front of him. It is inevitable that he will be a little vigilant when he knows how to watch someone.

In front of him, the man with a negative sword wearing a simple bun is not an ordinary person, but the legendary Ye Su, the real strongest young generation of Haotian Daomen. The realm of strength is not under the three temples of the temple, and there are even rumors. , Said that the real state of this person has long been faintly standing on the line of Liu Bai.

As a master of the Tang Dynasty, Li Qingshan has already sat on the highest pinnacle of Haotian Daomen in the secular world. Ye Su ’s identity and strength did not shock him. What really shocked him was that Ye Su never reportedly set foot Hong Chen, why did he come to Chang'an City and still appear in front of the world?

Fortunately, after this person entered Chang'an City, he came to Nanmen Temple to meet each other for the first time. Through this, Li Qingshan felt the other party's willingness to express his feelings and relaxed a little.

"I heard that Tang's management of practitioners is very severe. Foreign practitioners entering Chang'an City must go to the Tianshu Office to register. I don't want to deal with those vulgar people. I want to trouble the real people to help me manage it."

Ye Su calmly said.

Listening to this sentence, Li Qingshan was slightly startled.

There are indeed provisions in the Tang Law. Foreign practitioners entering Changan City must register at the Tianshu Office, otherwise they will be regarded as enemies by the Tang Dynasty. However, no matter how strict the regulations are, it will ultimately depend on who they are, and only those How can people who can be limited affect people like Ye Su?

However, Ye Su didn't seem to understand this. The first thing after he came to Chang'an City was to ask Haotian South Gate for registration. This sounds very interesting, but it also hides some other meanings.

Li Qingshan understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Dare not follow your orders."

Going to Tianshu Office for registration and other small things, there are naturally Taoists from Nanmen Temple to deal with. Li Qingshan invites Ye Su to watch tea and wants to hear about the other party ’s intentions.

Ye Su said: "I just came to Chang'an City for a trip, I didn't want to disturb too many people, and I didn't want to cause any misunderstandings. I will stroll around casually these days."

After saying this, he turned away from Nanmen Temple and walked towards Suzaku Avenue.

On the long street in autumn, Ye Su's figure became weaker and weaker, and seemed to be melting into the autumn leaves. Li Qingshan looked at the place slightly frowning, not knowing what to think.

The man is from an inaccessible place.

The man walked in the world of Haotian Daomen.

Although he said he wanted to disturb too many people, such a horrible character wandered around in the city of Chang'an, fearing that he was destined to disturb too many people.

Since today, Chang'an City has rarely been peaceful.

Leaving Nanmen Temple and walking on Suzaku Avenue, Ye Su walked south along the direction of rolling leaves, and came to the famous stone painting of Suzaku in a short time.

He looked at the vivid Suzaku portrait on the ground, feeling the hidden atmosphere in it, long silent, even if the realm was high-like him, he could not help admiring the construction of Chang'an City thousands of years ago, and turning this male city The predecessor who was in shock.

Then he continued to walk, just as he said to Li Qingshan, who walked without any purpose, walked completely with his heart, followed the barking sound and walked across the street, watching the kite walk away at random, walking thirsty, then Borrowing a scoop of water by the well in the alley, the footsteps have never stopped.

In a very quiet street, he saw a simple Taoist temple. At the gate of Taoist temple, Taoist priests were preaching the Xiling Canons to the people. More than a dozen neighborhoods carried small benches and sat there listening attentively. Puzzled.

Ye Su stood outside the crowd and quietly listened to the teachings there, and felt that they were not the same as those he heard in other parts of the world, especially those who listened to the public from time to time and even questioned, making him feel very uncomfortable. Adapted, and even a little disgusted and irritated.

A middle-aged man noticed that he was standing behind him, watching him face to face, thinking that it was a tourist from a foreign county, who stood up very enthusiastically and asked him to sit down and listen.

Ye Su was somewhat unfit for the enthusiasm that the Chang'an people seemed to have innately, shook his head slightly and refused. He looked blankly at the stuttering Taoist on the stone steps, watching the Taoist before the people had no malicious problems. The face turned a little ugly.

For Ye Su, Haotian Daomen is his home and country. Even if Nanmen Temple is independent from the Xiling Temple, it still seems to be his place, so he will meet Li Qingshan as soon as he enters Chang'an City So, while traveling in the world, he often hides his identity and goes to Taoist temples everywhere.

In Taoism in other countries, some Taoists are greedy and stupid, but at least Taoism enjoys supreme respect and glory. He has never seen a believer dare to ask questions to the preacher, and he ca n’t imagine that there are believers. Dare to doubt the records in the canon ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Since he is a believer in Haotian, he should obey the canon and should not doubt it. No matter whether there is reason to doubt, as long as he starts to doubt, it is blasphemy.

This is Ye Su's view.

A voice rang beside him.

"what is your viewpoint?"

The speaker was a scholar wearing an old jacket. The scholar's eyebrows were exceptionally clean, and a water scoop was tied around his waist. Today he didn't hold the old book.

Ye Su looked at the scholar, and remained silent for a long time, and then said: "This is Chang'an City. My opinion is not as important as yours."

This scholar is naturally a master of the academy.

The master said with a smile: "If I remember well, this should be your first visit to Chang'an City. Since you come here, you will spend more time. If you read more, you may have a different opinion.

Ye Su said: "I hope so."