There are no other countries in this world, just people and demons, there is a huge territory that cannot be seen, people have conquered all the areas they can see and tread, and drove the demons that coexist with them into the mountains, and established this prosperous dynasty. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the capital, Suncheonfu deserves to be prosperous like a dream.

There are no high-rise buildings, no vertical and horizontal crossings, no three-dimensional bridges, no whizzing cars, and naturally no huge advertising boards, but it is difficult to describe its atmosphere even if you count all the verses in history.

Magnificence has never been about reinforced concrete.

At this time, Anyang was standing on a mountain outside the imperial capital, which happened to be the best angle, taking in the scenery below.

Built in the valley and surrounded by mountains, Suncheonfu seems to be a taboo for soldiers, but just like the absence of walls in modern times, it is also a sign of the country's self-confidence, and the endless buildings are a testament to this.

The houses in the capital are generally only three or four storeys, showing a dark shade of blue-brown, low and simple and solemn.

These classical buildings are scattered on the ground in a mess, divided into several parts by the hundred-meter-wide three-forked river, and the huge wooden arch bridge connects them across the river, the buildings are not neat, but they add more shocking colors, and further away they are blocked by the undulating green hills, hidden in the distant mountain cols I don't know how far they stretch, but they seem to be boundless.

This kind of color is actually a bit depressing, too primitive, and a little less gorgeous, but far against the golden red light of the sunset and the geese flying in rows over the corner of the palace, it is immediately upgraded into a magnificent aesthetic picture.

Clouds and smoke are just the embellishments of this capital, and the traffic is only a description, and prosperity is the main color.

An Yang stared for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

Descend the mountain and head straight into the city.

There were no strict procedures for entering the city, no inspection, no passes, no need to pay even a penny, and he entered the capital of the dynasty and faced the most prosperous and representative city of the entire dynasty.

At the inner end of the city is a crowd of people, with a turbulent flow of traffic, full of classical features.

When I was in Anyang University, I went to many so-called famous ancient cities, and those buildings may be called beautiful and well-preserved, but the charm is not as good as the real ancient times, especially this ancient city that does not exist in history.

Suncheonfu, Suncheonfu, it's just the same name.

This is the crystallization of another civilization.

Anyang walked in it, felt it carefully, and looked around like a countryman entering the city, but his eyes were calmer.

After all, the culture here is still different from that of ancient China.

There is an open balcony on the second floor for people to sit and enjoy the prosperity of the street, or feel the warmth of the sun on a winter afternoon; Snacks that have never been seen before, people wear extraordinarily simple clothes, and the colors are dull and unpretentious;

Some people are swaying in the street in strange clothes, some people are wearing strange masks, and some people are carrying empty sedan chairs, just like the lion and dragon dances during the Chinese New Year.

There is also a celestial master who has been reduced to a bodyguard......

Anyang casually found a teahouse and sat down, ordered a pot of tea, and asked Xiao Er to buy a map of Shuntianfu for him.

The origin world is still more convenient than the natural world, in addition to the familiar plot, many times the setting is not the director or screenwriter came up with nothing, but has a certain basis, such as currency.

Not long after, the tea came, and Xiao Er bought a map for him.

Due to the underdevelopment of printing technology, this map is hand-drawn, and even if people who make a living from painting follow the mold, it will take a lot of time to draw it, so the price should be higher, but Anyang is undoubtedly a local tyrant and does not care about this expenditure.

"Imperial City, Imperial Palace!"

"Belvedere Queensland."

"Rongguo Mansion."

Anyang silently marked these three positions.

The work of this map is fine, and it is worth the high price of living expenses of an ordinary person, but it is very rough in terms of accuracy, which is probably a common problem of this era, and the imperfection of weights and measures and standards.

He looked at it twice, then wrote it down.

The Imperial City must be heavily guarded, let alone the Imperial Palace. Even if the people in power today are afraid of the Celestial Master, for the sake of safety, they will definitely cultivate a loyal Celestial Master as a guard, and it is easy to find a Celestial Master who is more than six dollars.

At the same time, there must also be information storage of the Celestial Master in the Imperial City, including the origin, history and biographies of celebrities, and there is even a high possibility of storing the cultivation method of the Celestial Master, which is also the most needed information and knowledge for him.

But on the other hand, the Imperial City is also the most dangerous.

An Yang didn't dare to guarantee that the high-level heavenly masters of this world would be able to discover themselves, nor did he dare to guarantee their strength, after all, in the opening scene of the movie and in the propaganda newspaper, there were many giant demons as big as mountains and shoulders to the clouds.

One thing that impressed him was a propaganda newspaper about Monster Hunt at the entrance of the movie theater.

Huo Xiaolan's back stood on a mountain ridge, she was holding a whip in her hand, and in front of her, a black and white Chinese landscape painting outlined a giant demon taller than a mountain, it was walking on the earth, looking from the top of the mountain, only its back protruding above the clouds, with sharp and sharp fins, and its body was hidden in the sea of clouds.

Such a demon, even if it uses a missile, it is estimated that it will take a long time to blow it up, and the tip of an ordinary knife can only hurt its skin.

As a legendary existence of human heavenly masters, there are only three in hundreds of years, and they must be able to easily clean up the giant demons, if not, it is difficult for humans to win in the war, but I don't know how much money the highest celestial master in the palace is!

An Yang suddenly felt a little underestimated of this world.

After thinking about it again, he still felt that he would go to Rongguo Mansion first, and if not, he would explore the palace.

It's a big deal to run.

His biggest reliance is actually the speed of his armor, as long as he doesn't encounter any strange means, the speed of counting Mach, even in many supernatural worlds, is very impressive, and it is absolutely impossible to escape.

There are also many means of escape, which are not detailed one by one.

Do what you think!

An Yang went straight downstairs, went out and walked on the street, passing by many pedestrians, he was not in a hurry, and he would not hesitate to stop and appreciate a moment when he met an interesting woman, and he would look at a good-looking woman for a second longer.

There was a jousting tournament to recruit relatives, and behind it was a circus, and there was a strange group of believers walking in the street.

Anyang even felt the presence of the demon in the crowd.

I don't know what kind of demon it is, not only is it so well hidden, but it also dares to swagger at the feet of the Son of Heaven, this is a forbidden area for absolute demons, countless heavenly masters come and go here, and most of the transactions made are related to demons.

Anyang saw that some people were selling some demon beasts without intelligence, most of them were cute, and they were bought back as pets by rich daughters or people with related preferences. There are also strange-shaped demons, such as those that look like stools, those that look like tables and chairs, and those who are on all fours with huge bodies and flat backs like beds, all of which have been stripped of their claws and teeth to be bought back by the rich and noble to be enslaved for life.

There are also the corpses of demons, which are hung up or cut into pieces, and there are also alive, which are sold loudly by butchers.

These are usually some specific demons, such as the frog demon in the plot, which are meant to be eaten, and the meat is said to be delicious.

This world is like this, demons eat people, people also eat demons, and courtesies are still exchanged.

However, if there is no special purpose, let An Yang eat the meat of a smart creature, it will be difficult for him to eat, of course, if the meat of this intelligent creature has a special effect, then it is another matter.

Until there was a bang, and he hit a pedestrian.

Feeling the softness of the two masses on his body at that moment, and even feeling that they were tightly bound, and suddenly pressed on his body and squeezed into a slight deformation, An Yang's face suddenly darkened a little.

"Oops!"

A cry of annoyance, still very old.

Pedestrians fall to the ground.

An Yang's face darkened.

Could this be the porcelain industry in this world?

An Yang knew in his heart that although he was watching while walking, he seemed to be very careless, and he really didn't pay much attention to his surroundings, but in fact, he had been observing the changes around him.

It's like a program running in the background, embedded in the depths of his instinct with the tasks and crises of the various worlds.

He doesn't hit people at all, and even if others don't look at the road, he will avoid them before they hit him!

Unless......

Unless the person bumped into him on purpose!

Everything was as he expected.

"Ouch!"

A somewhat dull cry of pain sounded first, and then the man sat on the ground, holding his waist with a pained expression, and then raised his head and stared at him.

"You young man doesn't have long eyes when he walks, hiss, it hurts me to death, my bones are broken......"

Sure enough, it's porcelain!

An Yang's expression was painful at this time.

None of these routines are far from the real world.

Sure enough, similar brain circuits lead to the development of similar cultures even if they are not in the same world.

This is vividly reflected in the porcelain.

But the porcelain touchers of this world are undoubtedly more shameless!

At this moment, An Yang's eyes were greeted by a thin old man, with a long beard, and his voice was not much different from the old man, especially his demeanor, which was simply vivid, but his face was relatively white and his eyes were clearer.

But the touch on his body before clearly told him that this person was a woman, and a young woman.

He couldn't be wrong about that.

If it were an ordinary person, he might be deviated, but his perception ability and reaction speed were far comparable to that of a very human being, and there was a faint energy fluctuation lingering on this person's body, which seemed to reveal her identity as a celestial master......

Anyang felt helpless.

What about the good people?

When did the Heavenly Masters fall into this situation?

At this time, many people had already surrounded him, pointing fingers, as if someone was deliberately guiding everyone, or obviously or notly accusing him of being wrong, and it was even more coincidental that the officials of Shuntian Mansion were around.

Anyang stood in the center of everyone, looking at the "old man" who was still moaning on the ground, his heart was like a mirror.

Gotcha, gang crime!

Looking at the degree of clarity of the division of labor, the timing is just right, and the public opinion is also well guided, which is simply professional!

Ahead of the real world!

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