Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

A magnificent carriage slowly drove towards the gate of the imperial city.

Two Jindan realm monks wearing Taoist robes stood in front of the city gate. They were monks from the Xingtian Division.

The imperial city has four gates, and there are two Jindan-level cultivators at each gate.

The reason why there are monks from the Xingtian Division at every city gate is because the imperial city has previously encountered situations where demonic cultivators sneaked into the city and killed ordinary people.

In order to prevent similar incidents from happening again, the Emperor of Beizhou stationed two Jindan realm cultivators at each city gate. They were specifically responsible for preventing the infiltration of evil cultivators.

"Please cooperate with the inspection." A monk from the Xingtian Division stopped the carriage.

There was a cultivator of the fifth realm on this carriage. Cultivators of this realm rarely walked the mortal world, and they could guess that he was an elder of a certain sect.

However, routine inspections are still necessary. Every cultivator entering the city must be inspected, and the cultivators from the Xingtian Division who are in charge of the city gates have special magic weapons for detecting demonic energy.

Zhang Yunxue got off the carriage and handed the emerald green jade hanging around her waist to one of the Xingtiansi monks.

"I am an outer sect elder of Sunset Sect, and those on the carriage are disciples of Sunset Sect."

He took the emerald green jade and pretended to look at it carefully. In fact, they had seen this kind of jade many times.

Every two years, the Sunset Sect would arrange for an outer sect elder to bring his disciples to the Imperial City to take the alchemist certificate exam.

It's not just the Sunset Sect that's doing this, other big sects will also bring their disciples here to take the Alchemist Certificate Exam.

"So you are the elder of Sunset Sect." He returned the Emerald Black Jade to Zhang Yunxue, "Thank you for your cooperation, senior."

Zhang Yunxue nodded slightly, then turned around and returned to the carriage.

Under the watchful eyes of the two Xingtiansi monks, the carriage slowly drove into the streets of the imperial city.

Xu Yeyu lifted the car curtain and saw rows of shops standing on both sides of the avenue.

Horse-drawn carriages shuttled back and forth on the road, pedestrians were passing by in an endless stream, large umbrellas were placed on the open spaces on both sides of the street, and vendors were shouting about all kinds of goods, making this place seem particularly lively.

Along the main road, various buildings appear before your eyes one after another.

A faint scent of tea wafted through the teahouse as guests sat around small tables, listening to the storyteller telling stories.

The pub was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and the drinkers were drinking and singing, with laughter and chattering everywhere.

Craftsmen in the workshop are busy creating various exquisite handicrafts.

In the inn, travelers from all over the world stop here to rest and share their adventures and experiences.

Xia Xiaomo looked at Xu Yeyu and said, "The Imperial City is somewhat similar to Qianluo City, which I visited before, but its scale is several times that of Qianluo City."

Xu Yeyu heard her talk about Qianluo City. In the past, the two of them helped Duan Yandong recover his memory and asked Luo Xuan to refine the Past Recall Pill.

Luo Xuan asked them to prepare the herbs needed for alchemy, and Xia Xiaomo went to the Yaowang Valley store in Qianluo City to buy the herbs.

Xu Yeyu raised his head and looked at the formation that covered the entire imperial city.

Zhang Yunxue found a carriage from a county town near the imperial city and then came to the imperial city.

Flying is prohibited in the Imperial City. Even cultivators at the fifth level cannot fly freely in the Imperial City.

This formation not only restricted the movements of the monks, but also enhanced the security of the imperial city and allowed order to be maintained within the city.

The carriage stopped at an inn. Zhang Yunxue paid the driver and took his disciples into the inn.

The driver touched the bag of silver in his hand. It was the first time he sent a monk to the imperial city.

He had heard from his colleagues before that if they met some monks from big sects, they would pay several times the fare to send them to the imperial city.

This time I go home, I will buy some gold and silver jewelry for my wife, and take my daughter out to eat some delicious food.

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Zhang Yunxue said that the alchemist assessment will be held in two days, and they can move freely during this period.

So Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo came to a teahouse. They wanted to know what kind of stories the storytellers in the imperial city could tell.

The last time I heard a storyteller tell a story was at an event of the Hehuan Sect. The monk who claimed to be a storyteller told a very bad story.

Even a long plot was omitted in the middle, only the beginning and the end were told, and the ending was still a tragedy.

In the end, with everyone shouting for their money back, the storyteller changed the ending so that the two protagonists survived, making it a comedic ending.

The teahouse was bustling with people of all kinds gathered together.

Exquisite tea sets are placed on the wooden tables and chairs, exuding a refreshing tea fragrance.

Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo found an empty seat and sat down. They called a girl to make a pot of hot tea and put it on the wooden table.

A middle-aged man in a blue gown stood on the small platform. He was the storyteller of this teahouse.

He dropped the wake-up stick in his hand, and there was a crisp sound. Everyone looked at him.

After moistening his throat, the storyteller said, "Thank you all for coming today! Before I begin today's story, let me tell you about the Imperial City Alchemist Assessment."

"In two days, the Imperial City will hold an examination for the alchemist certificate. You can usually see many cultivators, but on days like this, you will see more cultivators than usual. They come from various sects..."

The storyteller gave some popular science about the alchemist certification examination, and he would talk about this matter every two years.

"Did you figure it out?" Xu Yeyu asked.

Xia Xiaomo nodded, "This storyteller is a cultivator, and a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm."

It is not certain that one would encounter a Jindan-level cultivator in a big city in every state, but they met several Jindan-level cultivators in just one day when they came to the imperial city.

"I guess he is a cultivator from the Xingtian Division, so he is explaining the alchemist certification test to ordinary people." Xia Xiaomo expressed her thoughts.

"You and I are thinking the same thing." Xu Yeyu said.

Aren’t the monks of Xingtiansi specifically responsible for exploring and maintaining secret realms?

Why does it feel like the monks from the Xingtian Division are everywhere, doing everything?

Xu Yeyu thought of what Luo Xuan had said. Perhaps the Emperor of Beizhou was also trying to change ordinary people's impression of cultivators and tell them more things like this.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, put down the wake-up stick in his hand again, and said, "Today I will tell you the story of the Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Zixiao Palace."

Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo looked at each other. They knew that storytellers would often tell some interesting stories and gossip.

But neither of them expected that the storyteller would talk about Luo Xuan.

Everyone became interested and looked at the storyteller with anticipation.

The Hehuan Sect is a dual cultivation sect, so it's worth the trip to hear such gossip!

"Shengzi Luo followed the elders to Zixiao Palace and learned that Saint Yi hid in her room every day and did not come out, so..."

The storyteller's story is very simple. It is about Luo Shengzi wanting to see Yi Shengnu, so he runs to someone else's room and does some ambiguous things.

For example, teasing Saint Yi.

After listening to this, everyone nodded in satisfaction, which was consistent with the ordinary people's impression of the Hehuan Sect.

"You farted!" A voice came from the door of the teahouse.

Xia Xiaomo turned her head and looked at Luo Xuan who was standing at the door. There were two monks behind him pulling him.

"Don't talk nonsense! How could I flirt with the Saint of Zixiao Palace? I'm suing you for spreading rumors!" Luo Xuan shouted.