My Practice Routine With My Confused Female Apprentice

Leaving the village, Qin Ran changed into another figure, and continued to rush to Modu, the capital of Xuanqin, without pausing.

Galloping all the way, it took another day, almost approaching Modu, he stopped.

He remembered that Zhao Yaqing had said that there was a high priest in the imperial court, who was probably very powerful. Therefore, he couldn't fly into Modu so swaggeringly.

His best choice is to pretend to be a mortal and sneak in, and then wait for the opportunity.

It was already afternoon, and the sky was dim. Although it was no longer snowing, the sky was still cold.

There was a long queue at the gate of Modu City, all of them were people who wanted to enter the city. Qin Ran glanced at them from a distance, most of them were elderly women.

He walked over, quietly transformed into an old man again, and silently stood at the end of the line.

The ground was wet and cold, the sky was gloomy, and no one spoke in the long line. It was very quiet, but it also made Qin Ran feel dead still.

The team marched forward bit by bit in an orderly and regular manner. This kind of very civilized, well-regulated, and no-one-jumping queuing quality makes Qin Ran feel like he is in modern times.

After walking around the territory of Xuanqin, he really felt that Xuanqin was very different from Northern Chu.

Northern Chu was just an ordinary feudal dynasty, but Xuan Qin was more disciplined and staid... Maybe we could say that she was more law-abiding.

The team shortened and approached the city gate. Qin Ran discovered at this time that when everyone entered the city, they would hand over a piece of paper and a black object he did not recognize to the gate guards. The guards will carefully read the paper handed over, take the black things for inspection, and finally ask the people who entered the city something, and after confirming that everything is correct, they return the paper and black things before allowing people to enter the city.

"What's that? It's so strict to enter a city?!" Qin Ran frowned, it didn't feel like he was entering an ancient city gate, but entering the security gate of a modern station, requiring identity ID card, ticket, and make sure that there are no controlled knives, flammable and explosive dangerous items on your body, "Xuan Qin's laws are so strict?"

But no matter what, he didn't have those two things on him. As the team advanced, he kept paying attention to the things handed out by the people in front, and then slowly understood:

The paper is a letter of introduction, explaining what the person entering the city is doing. The letter of introduction is written by someone with certain authority, such as the village head or county head. The black thing is a photo sticker, which is really similar to an ID card. There is the basic information of the person entering the city, such as name, gender, date of birth, place of residence, etc.; the interrogation is to confirm whether the information you give is accurate, and then to check whether you have any weapons.

"Is this something that would appear in a feudal dynasty?" Qin Ran felt a little confused.

Soon, it was his turn. He pretended to reach out his hand to touch his bosom, and at a certain moment he suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up, and the pupil art illusion quietly unfolded.

The city gate guard looked at him and saw that he was holding a letter of introduction and a photo sticker in his hand, so he took it naturally, checked it carefully, and made sure it was correct, and questioned him aloud:

"Can you carry swords and weapons?"

"No."

"From where?"

"Anlu City."

"What are you here for?"

"Go to relatives."

"Who are the relatives?"

"A vendor selling cooking cakes in Xicheng is called Wu Dalang."

...

The guard asked some similar questions again, and after confirming everything, he stepped aside and allowed Qin Ran to enter the city.

Qin Ran walked past him, and another guard came over to briefly check with him, and then he was completely let into the city.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he heard someone behind him asking: "General, why didn't that man use guides, photo stickers and letters of introduction?"

Just now he used the Illusion Realm on the guards under the city gate, but he did not use the Illusion Realm on the people behind him.

"Why doesn't he have a photo sticker, he has a photo sticker!" The guard replied loudly, "I've checked everything and it's confirmed. I'm doing everything in accordance with the laws and regulations promulgated by His Majesty! Don't talk nonsense!"

But another person said: "I clearly saw that he has nothing in his hand! You didn't see anything!"

Seeing that several people nearby were swearing, the guard couldn't help hesitating. He turned back to call that person suspiciously, but when he turned around, he found that the person had disappeared into the crowd.

"Don't talk nonsense, I checked it myself..." He could only turn around and scold these ignorant people.

Qin Ran had already entered the city, but saw that although there were people on the street, most of them were old people, there was little sound coming and going, not even the sound of vendors hawking, and after walking for a while, coming and going like walking dead, suddenly thought To the ghost town.

"Why is this Xuan Qin like this..." He frowned and thought, and it took him a long time to come up with an adjective, "There is no life!"

This is not like a prosperous, powerful and terrifying feudal empire, nor is it an ambitious country. Instead, it looks dull, old-fashioned, too regular, and lifeless.

In his previous life, he heard that the ancient prosperity was full of songs and dances, moving guests and poets, martial arts, prosperous culture, and abundant martial arts...

But he didn't see any prosperous scenes in Mocheng, the capital of the Xuanqin Empire... He didn't see any of the legendary dudes, sons, and scholars with lofty ideals.

After wandering around this decaying city for a while, what I saw and heard were mostly old people, very boring, and seeing that it was getting dark, Qin Ran found an inn everywhere and went in.

Not surprisingly, the inn also needs to post the registration information on the body before he can check in. He had no choice but to live in the inn as the shopkeeper of the illusion world.

As night fell, the darkness deepened little by little, and the cold wind blew snowflakes again. After resting for half a day, the snow began to fall cheerfully in the middle of the night.

Qin Ran jumped out of the inn from the window, came to the street outside, wrapped the cloak around her body tightly, identified the direction, and galloped towards the palace.

As the capital city of Xuanqin, there is no colorful night life in Mocheng. Just after Xushi, the official curfew was imposed. At this time, Qin Ran was walking on the street. The long street was wide and wide, but there was no one there, only the cold wind. Leng Xue accompanied him.

The city was the site of the high priest, he didn't dare to cast spells lightly, so he didn't move too fast. At most, they run at a fast pace in dark corners. Traveling in this way, he ran for more than an hour. After the third watch, he approached the solemn and solemn palace whose main color was black.

Xuan Qin respects black, the army is proud of wearing black armor, the officialdom pursues a touch of black on the clothes, the emperor's dragon robe is black gold dragon robe, and the current palace is also dominated by black.

Qin Ran stood a little far away, looking at the palace, suddenly felt that it was a magic palace. The place where the big devil in the story will live is considered terrifying.

...So, is he the hero of the story?

"I hope not!" He sighed inwardly. Nowadays, heroes and warriors are not words used to praise people.

Qin Ran stood here watching, looking for the way into the palace. After searching for a long time, he finally confirmed that, given the severity of the palace, if he didn't use spells, he really couldn't get in.

He sighed, it seems that he still has to use magic...then why not go in through the main entrance!

Thinking about it, he came back to his senses and walked forward.

However, just as he moved, a voice suddenly came from behind, and someone scolded him: "Who is that?"

He looked back and saw a patrol team wearing black and gold armor with extremely gorgeous equipment, and Xuan Qin respected black, which was obviously the Imperial City Guard.

The one who shouted to him was the leader of the guards.

Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, the leader waved his hand, and immediately someone behind him pulled out a crossbow and aimed at him.

"Stand where you are, don't move!" The leader shouted, and then signaled his subordinates to surround him.

"Ugh!"

Qin Ran sighed, he just stood there for a while before he was discovered. Is the defense of this imperial city so outrageous?

He shook his head, stretched out his cloak, cast Movement Technique, turned into water, and disappeared from the eyes of the guards.

"cultivator?!" The leader frowned.

"General, do you want to notify the Lingling Division?" A guard asked him.

"The High Priest will know..." he said, but after a pause, he still called someone, "Go and inform the Spirit Master."

His subordinates took orders and ran straight into the palace.

Qin Ran has reached the foot of the imperial city. He is invisible and cannot be seen normally. He stood at the base of the wall and looked up at the city wall... The city wall was more than ten feet high. Standing here and looking up, he felt that it was soaring into the sky.

Simple and grand, this is another temperament revealed by Mocheng.

Qin Ran cast a spell and flew towards the top of the city wall. Just halfway through the flight, his heart suddenly felt anxious. He faintly felt something terrible on the top of the city wall. It was the Divine Sense that warned him not to go up.

He stopped involuntarily.

If it was the main body, he would not hesitate at all, and would have already run away desperately. But what came here was just a clone.

He stabilized his mind, and continued to fly upwards, calming his heart palpitations, and flew to the top of the city wall in one go.

Standing on the city wall, which was nearly ten feet wide and thick, Qin Ran looked forward and saw this majestic, majestic, solemn and solemn palace. This mortal city made him feel majestic and fearful.

... It was the imperial city that frightened him.

He took a step forward, but he never dared to move forward again. Because there is something ahead.

He raised his hand, and slowly probed forward, and soon, he touched something like a membrane. The moment he touched the membrane, the membrane excited him, and the agitating force made the Magic power and Spiritual Qi in his body boil, making him jump up subconsciously as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, almost falling down over the city wall.

"Formation!" His face changed greatly, and he recognized that this was a formation that protected the entire city, and it was a formation aimed at Magic power and Spiritual Qi, that is, all things with Spiritual Qi and Magic power could not pass through this formation, "Exquisite formation!"

Qin Feng never imagined that he would encounter this level of formation in the mortal world! This is not far from the Daojianmen's mountain guard array!

"Who?!" At this moment, he suddenly felt a voice descending from the gray sky and entered his ears.

It was perceived, not heard, that voice was directed at him. It was as if the ruler of the sky was asking him a question.

"Huangshen?" Qin Ran was terrified, and he didn't dare to enter the imperial city anymore. He jumped off the city wall, burrowed into the moat, and disappeared.