Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eight Great Movements in the Capital, Martial Arts Destroy Mountains(1/2)
Stars!
The city of this era did not have as much light pollution as in modern times, so the night sky was exceptionally clear and bright, and the Dongshan Pavilion was the closest place to the stars.
The stars in the sky were like a quilt studded with diamonds. However, at this moment, in the young monk's field of vision, deep in the galaxy above his head, a strange light suddenly lit up.
The light was deep red and fell rapidly, like a meteor with a tail flame.
However, it was far bigger than any meteor he had ever witnessed in his life...big...and still getting bigger...
enlarge!
The young monk's pupils shrank, and as he looked at the crimson star growing larger and larger in his field of vision and the direction in which it fell, he suddenly realized something in his heart, and endless fear arose in his heart.
That star is clearly heading here!
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, and his throat felt dry and hoarse.
There was only a whistling roar in his ears, and then he saw the star falling in the royal garden near Dongshan.
The ground trembled slightly, and there seemed to be fire.
Under the Dongshan Tower, figures were floating in the brightly lit palace, and everyone was awakened by the roar.
"Master..." The young monk was stunned for a moment. The flying soul finally returned to its original body, and he quickly turned to look.
But he saw Wang Xundao's figure nowhere on the pavilion platform beside him?
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To the west of Dongshan, there is the inner hall of the Imperial Palace in the capital.
In the imperial study, the lights illuminated the palace as if it were daytime, but the Emperor Sheng Guo sitting there was restless.
He had given a hush-hush order on the news of the battle in Qingri, and it had not been released in a short period of time.
But the appearance of a completely unfamiliar, first-level person with unknown origin...or even a higher level powerhouse was enough to make the emperor feel uneasy, like a ray of light on his back.
After returning from Dadong Mountain, he had ordered all the ministries in the capital to secretly search for traces of the other party, but he had no hope of doing so.
Especially when I think of Wang Xundao's guess...
Emperor Sheng put down the memorial, sighed deeply, and picked up the teacup next to him, only to find that it was empty, and even the exquisite teapot beside him had been drained:
"Someone, give it... ah!"
As soon as he said half of the sentence, he felt the ground beneath his feet shaking slightly, but it wasn't very strong.
"Could it be an earthquake?"
As soon as this idea came to my mind, I heard quick footsteps outside the window, as if someone was running towards me: "Your Majesty!"
"Come in, what was the source of the shock just now? Are you so panicked?" Emperor Sheng Guo pretended to be calm and asked.
Immediately, he saw the head guard of the royal body who opened the door looking uneasy:
"Your Majesty, just now... just now... there was a crimson star falling in the direction of Dongshan! And it was accompanied by strong energy fluctuations!"
"What?" Emperor Sheng Guo stood up suddenly, his expression greatly moved, and walked out of the room in a few steps. He looked up and saw a pale red reflected in the night sky toward the east mountain.
Thinking of the words that the mysterious man left before leaving in Qingri, he took a deep breath and hurriedly said:
"Order Qin Tianjian to go and investigate immediately!"
"yes!"
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At the same time, the earthquake felt on the ground also attracted the attention of the entire capital.
Countless people stopped on the street, and many people in the houses hurriedly walked out of the house. Then, they saw the light red sky reflected in the direction of Dongshan.
"what happened?"
"Is it an earthquake?"
"No, someone just witnessed it and a star fell."
The whole capital was abuzz with discussions.
There are many practitioners in the capital, and apart from the elites of Qin Tianjian, the number of ordinary people practicing martial arts on their own is also huge.
Not to mention, because the martial arts exam is approaching, many candidates come from all over the country.
At this moment, compared to ordinary people, these monks can sense the violent fluctuations of vitality coming from the direction of Dongshan.
"How can ordinary meteors behave like this?"
"Could it be that there is a treasure from heaven and earth?"
In the inns on several streets near Qintian Prison, all the windows were opened, and young candidates looked to the east in confusion.
"Look! It's people from the Qintian Prison! Are they going out of the city?" Suddenly, some candidates noticed a group of galloping horses rushing straight from the Qintian Prison towards the East City Gate.
Everyone on the horse is wearing a uniform short robe.
Seeing this scene, these candidates couldn't sit still any longer, as if someone came downstairs, led the horse, and chased away.
The Sheng Dynasty had a curfew in the early days, but a hundred years ago, except for the area near the imperial city, it was no longer prohibited in other places. Therefore, every night, this bustling capital is bustling with activity.
The lights are on.
The east and west city gates are not closed, and some fireworks and willow lanes are kept up all night long, with lights lit from dusk until dawn.
People in Beijing like to watch the excitement.
It was just after nightfall at this time, and most of them had not yet fallen asleep. As soon as someone took the lead, it seemed that no one could sit still.
Candidates along several long streets gathered together, prepared their horses, and ran towards Dongshan, attracting many locals and foreign merchants to rush out of the city out of curiosity. It was a majestic and spectacular sight.
Dongshan is not far from the city gate, and the official road is flat. If you ride a horse or drive, you can reach it in ten minutes faster.
Even if you only rely on your legs to run, with the monk's physical strength and speed exceeding that of ordinary people, you don't have to be too hasty, and you can get there in more than half an hour slower.
And as a large group of monks left the city and approached the place where the meteor fell along the official road, everyone showed expressions of shock and shock.
I saw an empty garden to the west of Dongshan Mountain.
Grass and trees collapsed, soil rolled up, and a strange "peak" stood steadily in the night.
The mountain peak was completely black and red, emitting a strange light that was not dazzling, but illuminated the entire sky.
"Don't let the idlers come near!"
There are few people around the garden, but the Qin Tianjian monks who arrived first have already stepped in and left people behind to set up roadblocks. However, the mountain peak is too big and too strange.
Even from a long distance, you can still see its shape.
And the constant fluctuations of vitality made everyone extremely puzzled.
"What exactly is that?"
"Why did such a big rock fall only cause a slight shock?"
"There are strange phenomena in the heaven and earth, and changes in vitality..." In the crowd, a candidate looked dazed and suddenly said, "Is it a continuation of the teaching that was taught six hundred years ago?"
For such celestial phenomena, it is normal for people to think of the legendary and magical night hundreds of years ago.
"Why do you say that?" Suddenly, the candidate heard someone asking behind him. He turned around and saw a monk of similar age standing behind him:
Wearing a blue and white monk's blouse, his hair is very short, he doesn't look like a local, but his temperament is outstanding. At this moment, he looks calm and indifferent, unlike the people around him.
It was Lin Tuo who had changed into a local costume.
"Of course...of course it's because..." For some reason, facing Lin Tuo with a smile in his eyes, the candidate was nervous and speechless.
"Because of similar incidents, there have only been two in total in history."
Suddenly, a candidate in his twenties who was wearing a luxurious robe in the crowd walked over and said.
After a pause, the man looked at Lin Tuo, who was wearing a green shirt and had short hair, with a strange look in his eyes, and he cupped his hands and said:
"Brother, is he also a candidate for this martial arts exam?"
Lin Tuo slightly looked at the candidate who was dressed as a rich man with some curiosity. Feeling the energy in his eyes, he guessed that his martial arts level was not low.
At least in terms of temperament, he surpassed most of the candidates around him.
The reason why he talked to me was probably because of Lin Tuo's faintly compelling spirit... Without the cover of his cloak, this was particularly obvious among the monks...
Seeing Lin Tuo looking at himself, the man introduced himself with a smile:
"Lu Tang, a native of Xingming County, is a candidate this year."
When I heard this name, in the darkness, there were looks from around me. It seemed that this name was quite famous among the candidates.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
Although the exam has not yet started, some high-level favorites have already been known to many candidates. Lu Tang is one of them. He comes from a family of demon-slaying masters. At a young age, he already has a fifth-level cultivation level.
Lin Tuo naturally didn't understand this, or even if he knew it, he wouldn't have any extra reaction. He only felt interesting when he heard this, and casually said: "Lin Tuo."
He immediately smiled and said: "So, just because of this, you guess that this mountain peak is related to that night hundreds of years ago?"
To be continued...