I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The initial invincible time of one year is less than two months now.

Zhang Dongyun tried to search for other fairy trace fragments in order to extend the invincible time.

On the other side, they keep doing system tasks to win the opportunity to expand and upgrade the city.

If it can continue to expand in this way, Yang Li and others, and other fairy trace fragments can be directly expanded into the city, then he naturally doesn't have to bother to find them.

However, the city is not big enough right now, and the time is only about ten months and three hundred days.

System tasks still need to hurry up.

If it really doesn't work, City Lord Zhang has to go to the battle to empower the seedlings himself if he can't say no, to help them grow.

Right now, it is better to hand over the work to Shen Herong and the others.

As for outside the city...

Zhang Dongyun stood up from his seat and paced around the Daming Palace.

In addition to the secret cabinet, the Eastern Tang Dynasty should have other espionage channels, why haven't they come yet?

Could it be that after knowing the fate of Gu Hechuan and Phantom in the Dark Pavilion, they were frightened?

If you don't go up the mountain, then you should be making a fuss at the bottom of the mountain... Zhang Dongyun thought in his heart.

The city of Chang'an on the mountain is changing with each passing day.

Yamashita also looked completely different.

The Hanshan faction regained its foothold in Qinzhou Prefecture, and the ferry business was thriving.

Hui Tianyu personally escorted a batch of ore onto the ship before returning to Chang'an.

However, before he could return to the mountain, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

The scene is a bit bizarre.

A one-eyed warrior dressed in strong clothes, with a strong figure and a capable face, was blocked by a scholar.

Hui Tianyu quietly watched the young scholar in front of him with one eye, and did not underestimate him.

In this world, there is a way of practice called Confucianism.

Killing with paper and pen is not a metaphor, but a literal means of killing.

"Qinzhou Mansion is under the rule of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. This brother is naturally a citizen of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He will serve the Eastern Tang Dynasty. If he wants to come, he will do whatever he wants?" The scholar smiled and spoke in a soothing tone.

The one-eyed young man was in a trance, almost nodding subconsciously.

But he soon woke up.

The embroidered heart of Confucianism?

The other party is indeed a Confucian practitioner, and his level is not low.

Confucian practice, the first stage is called Kaimeng.

Scholars embark on the road of cultivation. This realm is mainly to lay the foundation, improve memory and understanding ability, but it is not easy to directly confront the enemy.

But when it comes to the second level of Confucian practice, nourishing qi, the situation is different.

Poetry and calligraphy are self-sufficient in the belly, cultivate talents and literary talents, have a bright heart, a keen mind, a firm mind, and words that vaguely affect other people's minds, so it is easy to be convincing.

Although it still does not have the capability of frontal combat, as long as it is used properly, it will naturally have miraculous effects.

Hui Tianyu is the cultivation realm of the third realm of martial arts. Although warriors do not directly cultivate their souls, they work from the outside to the inside, and the strong body and blood will make the spirit and will firm.

For a practitioner of the second level of Confucianism, his bright heart and embroidered words can't affect him at all.

Even if the Confucian practitioners who are also in the third realm show the miraculousness of Jinxinxiu, Hui Tianyu will not be caught in the first time when he asks himself.

The scholar in front of him looks young, but his cultivation level may be higher than him.

If it wasn't for the improvement of the Hanshan School's mentality by Mr. Wu Yun, it might not be able to resist it at all.

While Hui Tianyu came to his senses, he showed a bewildered look on his face.

"Yes, I'm Dong Tang..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly lit up, like lightning piercing the night sky!

Dark Night Shocking Sword!

Hui Tianyu pretended that he was still influenced by the opponent's embroidered mouth, but in fact he suddenly drew his sword.

Dark Ye Jinghongjian is known for its speed, Hui Tianyu's move is tantamount to suddenly turning his face after a feigned surrender.

Therefore, with a flash of sword light, it instantly pierced in front of the young scholar.

The scholar was also taken aback, almost unable to react.

He observed Tianyu for a long time, and asked himself that his realm was higher than the opponent's, and he was from a famous family, so it was impossible not to win someone from a small local power.

Unexpectedly, this one-eyed young man not only broke free from the influence of his embroidered mouth, but also made such an amazing sword.

Fighting in close quarters, martial arts practitioners undoubtedly have the upper hand.

The scholar's body is full of talent and energy, like a breeze blowing, his body loses weight and flies backwards with the wind.

But he missed the opportunity, Hui Tianyu's sword light had already pierced in front of him, and it was too late to resist.

Fortunately, a jade pendant around his waist suddenly shone.

The brilliance condensed into a three-foot-long ancient sword in midair.

The ancient sword is dangerous and dangerous, so I help the scholar intercept Hui Tianyu's long sword.

The sword's edge was deflected by the ancient sword and passed by the scholar's temple.

The scholar only felt that the cold air was overwhelming, and his hair might already be falling down.

"You don't have to drink fine wine for toasting." The scholar became serious after being frightened.

He recited poems and essays, breathing like the wind with his mouth open.

During his recitation, Hui Tianyu didn't answer, but continued to unleash his sword, as fast as a thunderbolt and lightning.

The young scholar stood there with a sneer, neither dodging nor retreating, just chanting to himself.

And that illusory ancient sword stood by his side, helping him block Hui Tianyu's sword edge.

Hui Tianyu saw that the opponent was protected by treasures, even if he was close to him, he was not afraid of him as a warrior, so he stopped fighting and immediately retreated with his sword.

But after the scholar finished reciting the poem, his talent suddenly turned into a cold wind, which was as sharp as a sword, and slashed towards Hui Tianyu.

The one-eyed young man swung his sword, barely resisting the wind and frost sword.

After blocking a few rounds, he was at his wits end and gradually couldn't take care of it.

Fortunately, at this time, a sword came from a distance, breaking all the sword and wind.

Then with a flash of sword light, he came back to the scholar.

This time the sword light was so fast that the scholar himself couldn't react.

Relying on that illusory ancient sword, it once again volleyed to block the opponent's sword light.

But this time, the ancient sword was swept away by the opponent's sword light.

As soon as the visitor reached out his hand, he had already grabbed the scholar.

"Don't move around, Guo's sword must be faster than your mouth." The other party said.

"See the master." Hui Tianyu on the side heaved a sigh of relief.

It was Guo Zi who came.

The young scholar who was captured felt another shock in his heart.

Guo Zi and Hui Tianyu have the same swordsmanship.

Are all the Hanshan factions?

Where did they learn swordsmanship?

The Hanshan sect already had this kind of martial arts inheritance, so there's no need to stay in the mere Qinzhou mansion.

Wait... what about Chang'an?

The scholar wakes up.

He looked back at Tianyu, then at Guo Zi.

The latter is afraid to ambush him...

But the young scholar was not flustered.

He didn't resist, just smiled: "I underestimated you, but it's better for you to let me go."

Guo Zi ignored him and carried him up the mountain, followed by Hui Tianyu.

The scholar was on the road, relaxed at first, but gradually became restless.

All the way back to Chang'an City, Guo Zi brought the scholar to seek Mr. Wu Yun's return.

"Mr. Yin, I caught a scholar from the fourth realm of Confucianism, who seems to be from a famous family."

In the lobby, Mr. Wuyun's voice came out:

"Well, from the Cheng family."

A few people entered the lobby, and there were two other people in the hall besides Mr. Wu Yun who looked like an old man in black.

One is Chen Jiezhi.

The other was a middle-aged man in white, with a refined and handsome appearance.

But looked troubled.

"Seventh uncle..." The young scholar saw the middle-aged man, and his expression turned ugly.