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Chapter 311 Arriving at Shangjing City

Wang Ping looked at the young man in front of him amusedly. It seemed that this man had been spoiled since he was a child and had never suffered even a small loss.

Seeing that Wang Ping did not answer, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue robe stepped forward, bowed his head and pointed at the young man, saying, "This is the eldest son of Xianggong Yang, the official of the Ministry of Rites..."

After the introduction, he turned to look at Wang Ping, his expression immediately changed from humble to arrogant, and he said in a condescending tone: "I have two taels of silver here, which is what my young master paid to buy your spiritual bird."

When this man was talking, two followers in light cyan cotton shorts followed behind him. They stood calmly on the left and right sides of Wang Ping, blocking his way out. Moreover, these two people were also Qi practitioners. It has reached the late stage of marrow washing.

"Do you know the goods? You want to buy it for only two taels of silver? You may have stayed out for too long and forgotten the rules of the capital!" Wang Ping looked at the noble master on the stage with a smile.

"One hundred taels!" Your Excellency offered a price.

"One hundred thousand taels!" Wang Ping counter-offered.

"Taoist Priest, you should be going to the capital. I don't know if the Priest has ever heard this sentence... To be convenient for others is to facilitate yourself." The Qi practitioner on Wang Ping's left reminded him softly. His reminder may be With good intentions, but still being condescending.

"I must spend one hundred taels of silver to buy your spiritual bird today!"

The noble master's tone was impatient.

A smile appeared on Wang Ping's face. He had been full of emotions during his journey. Now he encountered provocation from several mortals, but he had some murderous intention in his heart. Then his consciousness instinctively connected with the spiritual grass left behind along the way. , while checking the surrounding situation, he weighed in his mind how many people he would have to deal with to cover up the matter after killing them.

At this moment, Yu Lian took action directly. A cold aura flashed through, and a strong water spirit aura emerged. Everything within a radius of five kilometers was frozen, including the noble master and his followers. They still maintained domineering expressions on their faces when they were frozen.

But the next moment, their domineering expressions were eroded by the cold air that seeped into their brains, and then turned into a pile of red and white ice slag. This was cleaning up their memories!

Wang Ping sighed in his heart. He knew that Yu Lian's state of mind had been affected in the past two days. He quickly pinched a magic formula in his hand to cleanse his breath from all the spiritual grass in the surrounding area. Before the golden streamer fell from the sky, With the rain lotus, it turned into a blue light and submerged into a nearby river.

After more than ten breaths.

Wang Ping silently ran out for more than ten miles. At this time, a faint golden halo tried to read Wang Ping's information, but disappeared without a trace under the pressure of Wang Ping's consciousness.

After half a moment of this, Wang Ping's consciousness detected a deserted path, and brought Yu Lian to the surface, then passed silently through a small dense forest on the shore and landed on the path.

The water stains on his body automatically dissipated when his feet touched the ground.

"The malice in those people's soul consciousness is almost bleeding, they are the ones who deserve to die!" Yu Lian explained before Wang Ping asked.

"Just kill him, but this case is destined to become an unsolved case." Wang Ping took out the copper coins and threw them away without blaming Yu Lian for not taking action.

Killing them in the situation just now is indeed the best choice.

Another quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ping returned to the official road as if nothing was wrong, picked up the letter Xia Yao sent him, read it, and thought about the situation in the capital.

Although it was his first time in the capital, he was not alone. If someone really wanted to harm him, he would never be a good boy and let those people sit on his head and shit.    Two days later.

The official road that Wang Ping took merged into a straight road, and there was a galloping road next to the straight road. If he could build such a luxurious road, he would undoubtedly have entered the Shangjing area.

At this intersection, Wang Ping saw a tea shop next to the official road. Behind the tea shop was a large village. The village extended along the south of the official road to the edge of the river. On the other side of the river, there were stretches of A piece of farmland is planted with old cabbage in winter.

Most of the buildings in the village have white walls and red tiles. A thick smell of incense burners comes from the village and lingers around the tip of the nose.

"Polluting the air!"

Wang Ping grumbled in his heart and continued on his way north. When he passed by a tea shop, a heavier smell of incense burners came out. There was an incense burner at the door of the tea shop, filled with various incense candles.

Early twelfth lunar month.

The weather in the upper capital area has already reached several degrees below zero, but the smell of incense burners in the air is increasing instead of decreasing.

"This is Shangjing City!"

Wang Ping was standing on a high ground in the upper reaches of the river, looking at the city in the distance that can be called a miracle of civilization in this era!

The river next to him is the Nonghe River, which is at least a hundred miles away from the upper capital. There are dense fertile fields on both sides of the river. The fertile fields extend to the end of Wangping's plain that is invisible to the naked eye. There are also some farmed livestock dotted between the fertile fields. shed.

Along the two avenues that divide Liangtianli, you can lead to the upper capital.

Part of the city is located on the plain, and part of it is arranged on two peaks. At the top of the peaks is a palace with red walls and gold tiles. The palace exudes a golden halo visible to the naked eye, covering the entire city.

In the world of inspiration, the golden streams in the city are thicker. They are built by the incense beliefs of millions of people, and converge on the palace on the top of the mountain. Then they flow out from the palace and slowly nourish the land.

"There is a high probability that the source of real turmoil in the future will be here. I can't imagine what kind of scene it will be. Is it a disaster or what?"

Wang Ping thought so in his heart, and his pace involuntarily accelerated a lot.

As the saying goes, one has to break one's feet when looking up a mountain. Wang Ping looked at the majestic palace and walked for an hour and a half before arriving at the city on the north bank of the capital city.

The outside of the city wall is very ordinary. There is an open space that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Walking here can let the officers and soldiers on the wall in front of them have a clear look. The city wall is also very ordinary, that is, it is relatively tall and large. There is no fee to enter the city, but Ordinary people must leave the city before dark, otherwise if they are caught in the city, the fine they pay is based on the percentage of the person's net worth.

Wang Ping had an identity card from the Daozang Palace. The soldiers responsible for checking carefully checked his identity, asked about the purpose of coming to the capital, and made detailed registration before letting him enter the city, and he was only allowed to stay for half a month.

As soon as he entered the city, he heard a commotion behind him. It was a convoy, and the one escorting the convoy was actually a ten-man squadron of Imperial Guards. Wang Ping stepped aside knowingly, and when the convoy passed by him, he sensed a A familiar chill.

That was the cold air formed by Yu Lian's mana, so this convoy was probably transporting the body of the noble young master.

Yulian twitched her tail in her sleeves, while Wang Ping waited expressionlessly for the convoy to leave him, and then continued on his way. However, after a while, he followed the direction recorded in the internal affairs book and saw the inn opened by the internal affairs here. .

(End of this chapter)