Chapter 33: Transcendent Powers...Baiyujing

Da Zhou, the Imperial Capital.

Early morning.

The warm morning sun shines brightly, illuminating the earth.

The towering gate of the imperial capital made a heavy and distant sound, and the heavy gate was slowly pushed open to both sides.

The ground shook violently and the sound of horse hooves exploded.

Outside the city gate, on the official road, amid the rolling smoke and dust, three hundred iron cavalrymen came stepping through the dust.

Among the iron cavalry, there were four prisoner carts pulling the carts, swaying and moving at a high speed.

The city gates were wide open, and three hundred cavalrymen and prison carts entered the city directly.

These three hundred cavalrymen were the troops escorted by Beiluo City Lord Lu Changkong who set out from Beiluo City before dawn.

After entering the city gate, the cavalry of three hundred cavalry slowed down.

Both sides of the main official road in the capital had already been cleared by the imperial guards. Street vendors and even some pedestrians were stopped outside. Many people stared with wide eyes of curiosity, staring at the horse team and prison carts moving slowly on the official road with the mentality of seeing something new.

Luo Yue was waiting at the foot of the city wall early in the morning.

Beside him was the commander of the palace guards, holding his sword and waiting silently.

Wait until Lu Changkong enters the city.

Luo Yue and the commander of the imperial guards rode up to meet them.

"City Lord Lu, please."

The commander of the imperial guards carried a sword, had a respectful look on his face, and slightly turned sideways on his horse.

Luo Yue followed silently.

Lu Changkong, dressed in armor and with a serious expression, returned the salute to the commander of the imperial guards. Then, he led three hundred cavalrymen straight to the Great Zhou Palace.

Outside the imperial city gate.

When Lu Changkong's cavalry slowly arrived here, they dismounted one after another.

Four prison vans were also accommodated.

Lu Changkong started riding his horse before dawn and finally arrived at the palace before the morning court of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The main gate of the imperial city is divided into three arches. The central palace gate is the highest, reaching nine meters, and the palace gates on both sides are slightly smaller, two meters high.

Passing through the gate of the imperial city, you will see a square paved with white stones, offering a broad view. This is the Imperial City Square. At the end of the square is the imperial city hall, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

It has huge eaves and thick pillars, and ten layers of white jade stairs leading down, each of which is engraved with beautiful patterns.

There is a white jade lion on each side, both of which are very handsome.

On both sides of the vermilion wooden carved door, there are hundreds of corridors on each side, magnificent and imposing, like a long dragon with hundreds of ridges, guarding the palace.

Lu Changkong walked over, taking off his helmet and letting his hair fall.

Luo Yue followed behind him quietly.

On the stone stairs of the imperial city, important officials and dignitaries of the Great Zhou walked out of the palace, stepped over the foot-high threshold and entered the hall.

Many dignitaries saw Lu Changkong, and many of them looked surprised.

The news that Lu Changkong guarded Beiluo City and forced back Tan Tai Xuan's 50,000 troops had already spread to the Imperial Capital.

This is good news for the Great Zhou, which is struggling under the oppression of the twelve princes.

Lu Changkong had a stern expression and stood straight as he walked into the main hall.

Officials stood on both sides. In the center of the main hall, the Zhou emperor was wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe and sitting on the dragon throne. Although he was young, he looked very majestic.

Yuwen Xiu saw Lu Changkong.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

The morning court is actually not important. What is important is the form and sending a signal to the world.

Among the four prisoners, there are three martial arts masters and one of Tan Tai Xuan’s master subordinates.

After the morning court session, he was beheaded at the Meridian Gate outside the imperial city.

As the people watched...

Among the spies from major families hidden in the long streets, there were scattered ones.

The four masters’ heads fell to the ground one after another.

…

Lu Changkong walked out of the imperial city holding the helmet in one hand.

Outside the palace gate.

A handsome scholar bowed to Lu Changkong from a distance.

"City Lord Lu, the master wants to see you."

The handsome scholar smiled.

Lu Changkong looked at the Confucian scholar without any change in his expression.

"Beiluo City is busy with affairs, and Changkong is in a hurry to return to the city. I cannot attend your invitation. Please tell the Imperial Master that Changkong will come to your house in person to apologize one day."

Lu Changkong said.

After saying that, he put on his helmet and called out to Luo Yue behind him to follow him and leave quickly.

"Lord Lu, Master has ordered that Lord Lu must go to the library to have a chat. Master has recently had an opportunity to study medicine and has gained a lot of experience. He can cure Mr. Lu's leg disease."

The handsome scholar still had a gentle expression on his face and said.

Lu Changkong paused and narrowed his eyes.

He turned his head to look at the handsome scholar, but the other party still maintained his elegant smile.

Now that things have come to this, it’s hard to refuse.

"Okay, it's rare that the Imperial Master still cares about my son's safety. In that case, please lead the way."

Lu Changkong's tense face relaxed, he bowed and chuckled.

…

Deep in the imperial city.

Among the magnificent palace buildings, there is actually a low two-story pavilion.

The pavilion is not gorgeous and even looks quite old.

This pavilion is called the Book Pavilion.

The most distinguished old man of the Great Zhou Dynasty lived in the library, the teacher of the emperor and the teacher of all Confucian scholars in the world...

The handsome scholar led Lu Changkong to the gate of the courtyard on the second floor attic and went no further.

Even though he held a high official position, he would not dare to enter the library easily without the summons of the imperial teacher.

Lu Changkong stepped into the simple courtyard alone.

Luo Yue was stopped outside.

Even handsome and elegant scholars were not allowed to enter, let alone Luo Yue.

Lu Changkong took off his armor and stood with his hands behind his back. The courtyard was very small and planted with many flowers.

In front of the low two-story library.

There was actually a man lying on a bamboo bench, reeking of alcohol.

He was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, wearing a scholar's robe, but with his chest exposed.

He was holding a huge wine gourd, unkempt, drunk, and burping with a foul smell from time to time.

I don't know what poetry or article he was reciting.

When Lu Changkong saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sir, I am Lu Changkong, the Lord of Beiluo City, and I have come to pay a special visit to the Imperial Master."

Lu Changkong bowed.

The scholar with disheveled hair was holding the gourd and glanced at Lu Changkong with drunken eyes.

He pointed a finger at Lu Changkong and laughed.

"So that's how it is. I did a divination and it clearly shows that Beiluo City will be destroyed..."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Now it seems that you, Lu Changkong, a descendant of a farming family, are probably lucky."

The scholar laughed loudly and poured wine from a gourd into his mouth while laughing.

"Tianyu, don't talk nonsense."

suddenly.

A gentle and old voice was heard from the low library.

An old man with white hair, wearing a simple robe and straw sandals, walked out slowly, holding a bamboo slip.

The scholar's laughter stopped abruptly, and he shut up and turned his head away.

Lu Changkong, who originally had an extremely ugly expression, relaxed slightly when he saw the old man.

"National Master."

Lu Changkong bowed and said respectfully.

He couldn't help but be respectful to the person in front of him.

"No need to be so polite."

The Imperial Master waved his hand gently and his eyes fell on Lu Changkong.

Scan up and down.

Lu Changkong, a martial arts master, felt an enormous pressure like a mountain pressing down on him when facing this frail old man, as if he was seen through.

The Imperial Master looked at Lu Changkong, his eyes gradually narrowed, and there seemed to be a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes.

"I see. Changkong, you have found a way to cure Ping An's leg disease."

The Imperial Master held the bamboo scroll in his hand and smiled kindly.

Then, he raised the bamboo slip and hit the head of the dishevelled scholar who was secretly drinking the gourd wine.

"Tianyu, prepare the car."

The drunkenness of the scholar disappeared, and he looked confused: "Prepare the car? Where to?"

The Imperial Master looked at Lu Changkong meaningfully and said, "Go to Beiluo City on my behalf. Although Changkong may have a way to cure Ping'an's leg disease, you should still go. If Ping'an's leg disease is not healed, then try my method..."

"I have always heard of Ping An's talent, but he has a leg disease that makes it difficult for me to travel. If Ping An's leg disease has healed, then we can meet him."

The words of the national teacher made Lu Changkong tremble all over.

The scholar's eyes lit up.

"Are you going to have another junior disciple?"

"Hey... you don't need me to be the guardian of this crappy pavilion anymore!"

…

In front of Zuichen Pavilion.

Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair, with a jade crown on her hair and a jade hairpin inserted through her hair. She had red lips and white teeth, like a graceful and handsome young man. Behind the wheelchair, Ning Zhao was wearing a long skirt, and the wind blew her black hair, making it flutter gently.

Nie Zhangqing stood beside Lu Fan, holding a butcher knife.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and tapped the wool blanket with the other hand. He squinted his eyes and a system prompt popped up in front of him.

"Side Quest 2: Build a Transcendent Force from Scratch [Current Quest Progress: Select Site 'Zuichen Pavilion' (Chance to Change Name: 1)"

Change name?

Lu Fan supported his chin, his eyes flickering.

Previously, rescuing Nie Zhangqing was considered as mission accomplished, but now, choosing Zuichen Pavilion as the location still does not count as mission accomplished.

Obviously, to build a transcendent force, it is not enough to just choose a good location. Perhaps you also have to clean up some spies from other forces.

Lu Fan tapped his chin lightly with his fingers.

What should it be called? Although the name Zuichen Pavilion is not bad and sounds poetic, it cannot be used as a name for a faction. After all, Zuichen Pavilion is the name of the largest brothel in Beiluo.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, his mind moved.

"The White Jade Palace in the sky, with twelve towers and five cities..."

The wind blows gently.

In front of Zuichen Pavilion, a chuckle suddenly sounded.

"In that case, let's change the name of this building to... 'Bai Yu Jing'."

Lu Fan murmured.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully choosing a location and changing its name. The transcendent power 'Bai Yu Jing' has been established. Reward: a gift couplet that contains the energy of enlightenment."

Before my eyes, the system's prompt popped up.

The prompt words slowly fade away.

At this moment, Lu Fan's mind was clear and his eyes were as sharp as torches.

He looked up at the plaque of Zuichen Pavilion.

He raised his hand and slowly brushed it across his eyes, as if he wanted to wipe the three words "Zuichen Pavilion" off the plaque.

"Raise your hand to wipe away the name and hide your false eyes. From now on, white jade will fall into this city."

"This building should only exist in heaven, rarely seen in the world."

Lu Fan chuckled.

Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing behind him trembled and looked at the plaque of Zuichen Pavilion in disbelief.

However, the three words "Zuichen Pavilion" on the plaque were slowly erased by a strange force.

Instead, there are three completely different words...

Baiyujing.

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(End of this chapter)