Chapter 293: Shinjuku

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After bidding farewell to Feng Luoyi, Wang Qi set off from Xiajing and walked to the northeast for a full six days, over a large area of ​​sparsely populated areas. Then he saw a big city at a distance.
The city also retains the city wall, which is eleven feet high, and there is a spiritual guard. Unlike Xiajing, which has no city walls and no barriers, Shenjing has only three gates on each side, and it is restricted to move in and out. However, this is not a fairy city. Without the statute of forbidden air, Wang Qi saw that many monks flew past. There are no signs of expansion in the Shenjingchengchi area. A central axis runs through the north and south. In the middle of the city is a small highland. Above the high ground, is the Great Palace. However, this palace is not sacred at all. Most people in the world do not have any special awe for the royal family. Naturally, there will be no gods or sacred people who come here to fight duel-according to this logic, they should go to Xinshan Xianmeng The general altar is forbidden, but Wang Qi felt that no one should be forced to die in order to pretend to have a place where the monk of Xiaoyao is resident.
Compared with Xiajing, Shenjing's vitality is slightly insufficient, but it has a special charm. Carved beam painting building, more prosperous to Beijing, emphasizing Lou Ying, more magnificent.
When he saw the prosperous city in the distance, Wang Qi was suddenly paralyzed in the wasteland: "Finally arrived ..."
Zhen Jiezi said angrily: "If it weren't for your kid who wouldn't take the boat, we would have arrived!"
"I'm afraid of you ... I'm allergic to that stuff, and I can exercise my lower body by the way."
"You don't have to build a foundation in a few years. What's the use of your way of attacking the ground?"
"You can also exercise mana ..."
"Which kid told the old man that the best way to purify mana today is to analyze the intrinsic form of mana?"
Wang Qi was so annoyed: "Really ... but you ..."
After resting for a while, Wang Qi got up from the ground and walked towards Shenjing. Recently, for some reason, his mana and physical energy are recovering faster and faster. In the past, Wang Qi was unable to persevere for a quarter of an hour at the fastest speed, but now it is an hour without a gasp. If the speed is slowed down, Wang Qi can even run without sleep.
This is probably the benefit of the Holy Light?
Wang Qi thought this way and walked into the city gate.
The sergeant who defends the city is also capable of cultivation. Although there is no mana, it should only be a period of heart-raising or learning. Wang Qi didn't deliberately hide his breath. The soldiers guarding the gate could not see that it was a cultivator, so they didn't dare to stop it, so they let it go.
As soon as he entered the city, Wang Qi felt the difference between Shenjing and Xiajing. The prosperity of Xiajing lies in its strong vitality, the continuous exchange of goods, the developed economy, and everyone walking in a hurry, with a busy but contented expression on his face. Shenjing, on the other hand, does not have the courage of the people from the capital, but instead has a little more leisure. Most people walking on the street are hanging around.
Zhenjiezi wondered: "A good Jingjing is a capital city for the elderly."
The royal family of the Dalian royal family are all ancient cultivators who have followed the current method. This Fa Xian Dao does not allow the spread of ancient laws and seals the world to them. After the Demon Emperor's Rebellion, Xianmeng regained their right to rule, and the land that had been sealed up as a territory could only be counted as Caiyi. This group of people was again concentrated in Shenjing, offering delicious and delicious food. Therefore, Shenjing was also called the "capital of the elderly".
Wang Qi strangely said: "What do you know again? It makes me smile and be happy."
"If the old man is talking about the problem of practicing the Fa, he can only laugh at it generously, but you can't learn better than me," Zhen Zhenzi said: "It was only after Shenjing that Wang Sun was worthless. All the nobles are rich. "
"Noble officials and ministers are all in Xiajing to deal with Dalian civil affairs. Naturally they stay in Shenjing after the ancient law."
"You don't understand. The seal on the fan, the embroidered ethnic emblem on the belt, and the wenwan in the hand are all places where the nobles show. The noble children here will not only show the swing, but also show the level, you can think of how much they are. Are you free? "
Wang Qi wondered: "Old man, you seem to be ... happy?"
"It's of course happy to see the descendants of the opponents in ancient times being raised as pigs by Xianmeng." Zhen Jiezi smiled and said: "The breath of the boy ... Ha, the three thousand star tactics of the Xingmei Yunbengge, over there It ’s Binghaitian ’s Bing Soul Divine Skills ... yo, the ancient school of Tianxiao Gu Zong is also here ... Gee, although it has been legalized today, the smell of Demon Yung Sect ca n’t be changed. smell……"
Sweeping the consciousness is all about the heart and the mind, which really feels very intimate. Wang Qi felt that Zhen Jiezi was over-excited, shook his head, and went on to the city. The branch of Xianmeng in Shenjing is on the side of the city, not very far away. He hurried to the Wanfamen station after reporting.
But soon, Wang Qi also felt the true meaning of the term "capital of the elderly".
If there is no smell in the air.
Among them, there are the aroma of fat powder, incense, and the oily aroma of roast duck and broth, and the natural aroma of flowers and fruits. And all kinds of aroma mixed in the air, it did not produce a little odor, it is really rare. It seems that even the matching of shops on the street is thoughtful.
"Really ... I will enjoy it." Wang Qi was moved by the index fingers of the strange fragrance. After the Feng family had a breakfast, he hadn't had a hot meal for several days, and now he was excited by the aroma of the food, and his appetite burst out.
"Forget it, it's already a month late anyway, and don't rush to the effort of this meal, let's sacrifice my Wu Zang Temple first."
Wang Qi, who had made up his mind, quickly flashed into a teahouse, summoned the child, and asked him to serve all refreshments. In the kung fu waiting for refreshments, Wang Qi made a lot of surroundings and found that the people drinking tea here were actually monks.
Not far away, several monks caught Wang Qi's attention. Unlike most people in Shenjing, they are thoroughly current Dharma practitioners, and they also have two disciples of Wan Famen.
"Wait for Ten Thousand Famen Station to not be afraid that no one will lead the way."
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