I have an eternal eye

"Oh I got it."

After hearing this, Zhang Biao shook his head and said: "Thank you both for your kindness, but there are so many people and I don't like to join in the fun, so I better forget it."

Yu Ziqing was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

He thought that Zhang Biao quit his official job and dug a secret room in order to make a living in the world.

Since you are living in the world, you can't miss the human connections.

Yang Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, this banquet is not that simple. It has something to do with yesterday's imperial list."

"Just one day after the imperial list was released, many strange people appeared. According to rumors, the powerful people in the city were also recruiting privately. In addition, strange things happened in various states in the past period. How can the world be so peaceful..."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and said thoughtfully: "In that case, let's go join in the fun. Please wait a moment."

After that, he turned around and went back to change clothes.

Yu and Yang looked at each other, smiled, and breathed a sigh of relief.

They came to invite you, and their purpose was not simple.

Although Zhang Biao left Liumen, his reputation as a soul seducer remains, and he is still considered the number one figure in the capital's arena.

The two of them are just minions of the Heaven and Earth Gate. If they can invite Zhang Biao, they will not be underestimated at the banquet.

Soon, Zhang Biao changed into a military robe, put on a Mo Qing open-mouthed coat, and strode out.

Yu Ziqing praised: "Brother Zhang is really dressed up in an extraordinary manner. Do you really want to follow the Tao?"

The coat is a common attire for Taoist priests and is also very popular among wealthy families.

But thinking of Zhang Biao's plan to build a Taoist temple, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but have speculations in his mind.

Zhang Biao smiled and said: "If you have a heart for Taoism, but you can't escape the world of mortals, it's not bad to be a Taoist who lives in fire."

While chatting, the three of them left Anzhenfang.

…

Anzhenfang is mostly populated by common people, and there is no temple fair in the place. The residents have already left, so it is very quiet.

But as soon as he walked out of the workshop, the noise hit him.

The mules and horses neighed in the streets, and the crowds were crowded.

The people nearby put on new clothes and headed towards Fangshi or Xishi where there was a temple fair...

The hawker who picked the goods was delayed and shouted loudly to pedestrians to get out of the way. He was so anxious that he was sweating...

This is still a small street, and Zhengyang Street at this time is probably already packed to the brim.

Yu Ziqing smiled and said: "I heard that there was a social fire in the West Market, and the silver reward in the palace was increased three times, so it is even more lively than in previous years."

Yang Zhuo shook his head and said: "What's the point? Today in Changchun Temple, there are many heroes from all over the world. All the famous sects are here. We can't help but compete with each other during the banquet. That's interesting..."

While chatting, several people had already squeezed out of the street.

"Brother Zhang."

A shout interrupted Zhang Biao's thoughts.

He turned around and saw that it was Wang Guanshan, Wang Baotou's son, and his brother-in-law Zhou Xun, both of whom had changed into brand-new Confucian robes and rode their horses to follow the crowd.

Zhang Biao smiled slightly and wanted to say hello, but the two men looked eager and just nodded and left in a hurry.

"Are you an acquaintance of Brother Zhang?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said: "Looking at their direction, they are going to Fanglin Garden. Today the King of Yue is holding a poetry party there, inviting talents from all over the capital. Most of them are also invited."

After saying that, he seemed to be thinking of the past, his eyes darkened.

Zhang Biao also frowned slightly.

When Wang Baotou was still alive, he strictly prohibited Wang Guanshan from having any friendship with the prince. Unexpectedly, the prince couldn't wait to cling to him before his corpse was cold.

Yang Zhuo couldn't wait to urge: "Hurry up, you two. If you miss the time, the good seats will be taken by others..."

…

The three of them walked through the streets and alleys, choosing places with few people. Even so, it took them more than half an hour to arrive at Jing'anfang.

Here, it’s another scene.

There were also a lot of pedestrians, but judging by their clothes and conversation, most of them were people from the world, and from time to time someone would give a hand in greeting.

"Master Liu, nice to meet you..."

"But Lord Li Xiang of the Heavenly Kings Association..."

Outside Changchun Temple, there were already more than a dozen young Taoists lined up in two rows, all carrying long swords and full of energy.

There is also a middle-aged Taoist priest who greets guests at the door. He has a kind face and can talk to everyone.

Yang Zhuo introduced in a low voice: "That is Senior Uncle Qingyuan, a man who shocked the family and is now the elder of Si Li."

After saying that, there was a hint of smugness in his eyes, "It used to be that the elder in charge of the ceremony was Mr. Cui Dao. He is now a popular figure in the family. We are running errands for him. If not, how would we be qualified to enter the banquet..."

Zhang Biao looked a little strange, but didn't ask any more questions.

"I've met Master Uncle Qingyuan."

When he came to the door, Yang Zhuo quickly lowered his head and said with a flattering face: "This is our guest..."

"Of course I know the name of the soul seducer."

Taoist Qingyuan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, come in quickly. You two, take care of the guests."

He said it politely, but in fact he didn't take it seriously.

Zhang Biao didn't care. He bowed his hand and followed Yu and Yang into Changchun Temple.

Today’s view of Changchun is no longer concealed.

The huge banner of the Gate of Heaven and Earth hangs high, and rows of Eight Immortal tables are covered with red cloth and arranged neatly. Not only are the various courtyards full, but even some quiet rooms are used to entertain guests.

People in the world like to join in the fun. Whenever something happens, they will call friends for fame and fortune. At worst, they can also join in the stuttering and have a toothpaste...

There are also clear hierarchies in the world, and there is a set of rules to determine seniority.

The people sitting in the courtyard are all small leaders of various forces, or small families from outside.

As for the leaders of the sects and celebrities in the world, there were naturally people who led the way into the spacious hall.

They found a seat near the corner, and there were people sitting on both sides. Some were shouting, punching, laughing, or cursing and showing off their power. They were all from the bottom of the world.

There is no way, Yang Zhuo's face is limited to this.

Zhang Biao didn't care. He drank with a smile while holding a glass of wine, but in fact he was listening to the gossips of the people around him.

"Have you heard? Another person died outside Dunyi Square last night. It seems to be Huo Luo Sect Hu Monk."

"Those guys are very rich and rarely make friends with people in the world. Who did it?"

"Who knows..."

"Brother Hua, why are you looking so sad?"

"My goods were lost on the road and I lost a lot of money, but the people who teach me have not promised to compensate."

"Okay, don't you follow the rules?"

"I heard that something strange happened on the river. After the thick fog at night, everyone died, and the teaching team also suffered heavy losses..."

"Speaking of this, I also heard news that there was a small Taoist temple on the other side of Moyun Cliff. It was wiped out overnight. They also used fire bolts. Someone saw Gu Chou appearing nearby."

"Hey, Yi Chonghui's decades-long foundation has been destroyed in one fell swoop. I'm afraid he won't dare to return to the capital again..."

Zhang Biao was thoughtful as he heard people chatting around him.

With the revival of spiritual energy, strange things are happening all over the place. Judging from the appearance, most of them are related to the spiritual world.

There is no way, the spiritual world is different from this world.

The disappearance of the spiritual energy in this world only makes it impossible to open the channel to the spiritual world, but the things hidden inside are constantly accumulating.

Both "spirits" and "monsters" are just taking shape at this moment and are of little harm, let alone "demon" who pay attention to the way of change.

So the first ones to cause trouble are these things.

As for the harm, there is no need to worry about it for now.

To practice and perform magic, many materials must be obtained from strange objects, just like the "Charming Yu" in his hand.

Even for the sake of spiritual practice, one must slay demons.

It’s just those sects,

Why haven't you left the mountain yet?

At this moment, several people walked in outside the door. They were both male and female, Buddhist and Taoist, and each had an extraordinary bearing.

"President Lu, long time no see!"

"President Wang, I'm going to give you Liu Jiaquan Liu Cheng!"

"..."

People around him stood up and said hello.

These are all famous incense club presidents in the capital.

The Yichong Society fell when they were fighting for territory, but these people all had solemn expressions, they just cupped their hands and went to the backyard under the leadership of Taoist Qingyuan.

What happened…

Zhang Biao noticed something was wrong, so he pretended to be too drunk and lay on the table, secretly holding the black cat jade pendant.

"Kekeke..."

The sound of the incantation was masked by the sound of punches all around. Even if someone heard it, they would think he was sick and vomiting.

On the roof, a black cat suddenly appeared, jumping up and down, and headed towards the backyard.

"Moon Shadow" appeared during the day, obviously restrained, a little sluggish, and unable to perform the invisibility trick.

Fortunately, Changchun Temple was noisy at this time, so even if someone saw it, they wouldn't care about a cat.

Yueying quietly arrived at the main hall at the rear, followed the eaves and brackets to penetrate into the beams, and hid in the darkness, her spirits improved a lot.

In the main hall, many people have gathered at this moment.

The atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

"You must have heard about it..."

On the first seat, Taoist Chang Geng, the master of the Tiandi Sect, said: "Two days ago, a news came from the palace that there will be a heavy fog that will last for several years after the new year."

An old man in Confucian robes below said coldly: "Some prophecies, without knowing whether they are true or false, have made people panic. It's just a joke!"

"What if it's true?"

Another one-eyed man took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice: "Not long after this news came out, the imperial court issued a list to summon strange people, and quite a few people were found. Who has heard of these strange people before?"

"If there is a heavy fog next year and continues for several years, then the Liang Dynasty may have run out of energy..."

I see!

Zhang Biao outside suddenly realized.

He was practicing alone and didn't expect this to happen.

No wonder those sects are still hiding.

If heavy fog comes as expected and water and land transportation is blocked, vassal kings everywhere will become ambitious.

If they show up again then, they will have the opportunity to divide the entire beam...