The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Waking up early in the morning, Murong Bai went through the itinerary for the next few days in his mind while Chunqin was serving him to change the court clothes.

After confirming that there are no omissions, it is counted as giving up.

Because today is the big court meeting, it is not certain when he will be able to come back.

So the housekeeper, Chen Fu, not only prepared the horse for Murong Bai in advance, but also prepared a small package of snacks, so that Murong Bai could find time to fill his stomach when he was hungry.

Murong Bai's horse is a black horse riding on snow, it was a gift from his master Gu Qingze.

Although Murong Bai has seen many rare horses in his previous life, but for this snow-riding black horse, he is also extremely precious.

Riding on horseback to the street, I could already see many officials from Beijing and China on horseback, all heading towards Daming Palace.

There are also quite a few carriages, presumably they must have been used by important officials and veterans of the court.

You need to know that the Tang Dynasty is not comparable to the Song and Ming Dynasties, let alone the Puppet Dynasty.

Sitting in an official sedan chair was invented by civil officials in the Song Dynasty who were not working hard and could not distinguish between five grains.

The Tang Dynasty favored martial arts. In the Tang Dynasty, even civil servants could hold swords and ride horses.

Such as sitting in a sedan chair and other things that use people as horses, but few people can do it.

Not long after, he came to the outside of the palace gate, and when he got here, of course he couldn't ride a horse anymore.

The horses and carriages of the officials in the imperial court are temporarily managed by the guards in charge of the palace guards, and today the guards here happen to be Jinwu guards. I met Peng Qing there once, and he looked familiar.

Then he smiled and nodded at him, and then walked into the palace city.

At this time, the court meeting has not yet started, and all the officials are waiting outside, gathering in twos and threes, chatting with each other.

But don't look at these people who seem to stand casually, but inside, they all have a particular style.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the elders of Shangshuge can stand together talking and laughing, but if the people under them cannot clarify their identities and stand where they should stand, then this official Son, I'm afraid I should do it to the end.

Of course Murong Bai was standing with Xue Chunhua and other generals, but he kept a little distance from the other generals of the Beiya Imperial Army, it seemed really subtle.

After all, the Beiya Forbidden Army was created by the emperor in order to check and balance the guards in the Nanya. Their immediate superiors were all eunuchs like Ju Wenzhen, and they were the emperor's most trusted domestic slaves.

The generals of the southern and northern yamen naturally couldn't urinate into a pot.

Except Murong Bai.

He has the identity of the son of Chen Xuanli, but Chen Xuanli was the General Longwu back then, the capable general who ruled the Beiya Imperial Army for Emperor Xuanzong.

In addition, Murong Bai has lived for many lifetimes, he has already seen through the human heart, and he has already practiced to the point of perfecting the ability to talk nonsense to others.

Therefore, after chatting with Xue Chunhua for a while, Murong Bai gave Xue Chunhua a wink, and then walked to the generals of the Northern Yamen.

"Brother Wang, Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you two are still as handsome as ever!"

"When I'm free some other day, I'll hold a banquet at Hu Yulou, and let's go get together, how about it?"

In just a few words, Murong Bai chatted passionately with the generals over there again.

But at this moment, Murong Bai Lingjue suddenly felt an evil energy rising from the Daming Palace in the distance, and then disappeared in a flash.

He first learned the Maoshan technique, and then practiced martial arts to the extreme in Yitian World, almost to the point where the energy and spirit are perfect, and the three treasures are one.

Therefore, Murong Bai felt this inexplicable evil almost instantly.

Comparing it with the records in the Maoshan Secret Code, we soon understood the details of this evil spirit.

It's evil spirit.

Chapter 387 Making Friends

Chapter 387

Daoist techniques are all-encompassing and mysterious.

Although Murong Bai had learned the secret method of Maoshan and carefully studied the situation for decades, but in his previous life for a hundred years, after all, he had always spent in the world of martial arts.

As for the Maoshan spells he learned, except for some lonely ghosts, the most powerful opponent he used to deal with was just a zombie who had just transformed into a corpse.

The ignorant are fearless.

It wasn't until today, until today when he sensed the eerie aura emanating from the depths of the palace, that Murong Bai finally understood that he had underestimated this world after all, and killed two people in total. The demon cat of the emperor.

The demonic aura arising from the inner courtyard of the imperial palace was only fleeting, and then, suddenly, a majestic and vast light aura swept over, with a faint dragon chant in it.

But Murong Bai could feel that in this dragon chant, there seemed to be a little bit of twilight and lifelessness, it was really dull.

He was about to activate the secret method, let go of his spiritual sense and carefully sensed the details of these two auras, but who knew, before Murong Bai could take any action, no matter the monster aura or the dragon aura, it would suddenly disappear from his sensing It's as if it's never been there before.

The sky is still as clear as before, and the noisy people around me are also the same as before.

But Murong Bai's complexion could no longer look good no matter what.

Have a chat with the generals around him, and casually prevaricate a few words.

Murong Bai came to the side of the road on his own, leaned on the white marble railing, and meditated quietly.

Perhaps, until today, the world of Legend of the Demon Cat has finally unveiled a part of the veil to Murong Bai, revealing the mystery hidden behind the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

But of course, Murong Bai will not underestimate himself.

His cultivation level has long been far above the demon cat, even though he has practiced few methods, with those few Maoshan techniques, even if the demon cat has other abilities, Murong Bai will not be afraid of him.

Speaking carefully, what I saw today, the only thing that touched Murong Bai's heart was actually the Dragon Qi of the Tang Dynasty.