Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

However, from what Han Muye heard, the Confucian scholars were very happy to be honored during their lifetime and be conferred the title of deities after death.

Many rumors circulated that a certain county lord did his best for the people and became a god after his death.

Or perhaps a certain Confucian was cultivating somewhere. After his death, he ruled over the local mountains and rivers and became the deity of the region.

Not only did the Dao of incense not conflict with Confucianism, but it also stimulated the obsession of Confucian cultivators to help the commoners and a part of the mortal world.

Ten days later, outside the Imperial City\'s Eternal Destiny Gate.

Han Muye stood in front of the thousand-foot-tall city tower and looked up.

The river of clouds was like a waterfall, and the spiritual qi was like a tide.

The spiritual qi of the Central Continent was concentrated in the Imperial City. It was so dense that one would get drenched after immersing in it.

He could really feel it running through his entire body when he took a breath.

After the long river of spiritual qi, tens of thousands of miles of buildings entered the clouds. They were stacked densely and connected to the clouds.

Golden light enveloped and purple qi lingered. The power of the Great Dao that had been accumulated for countless years protected this Confucian Holy City.

"With a circumference of 10,000 miles around the Imperial City and 30,000 citizens, who would not be shocked?" Countless people who were also standing outside the Eternal Destiny Gate sighed.

Back then, when he was outside the Heavenly Mystic World, Han Muye saw that the Heavenly Mystic World was lush and vibrant.

Everyone would be willing to protect this world with all their might.

Now that he saw how magnificent the Imperial City was, he finally understood why Wen Mosheng could not leave the Imperial City for 10,000 years.

It was worth it even if he had to protect the Imperial City his entire life.

Standing outside the city gate, Han Muye felt his mind surge. His soul seemed to split above his head and headed into the void.

His body trembled slightly, and the intoxication in his eyes turned into clarity.

Impressive.

The power of the Imperial City\'s Heavenly Dao was so powerful that even he almost split his soul to fuse with it.

If he really fused with his soul, he would really have to compete with Wen Mosheng in the future.

Shaking his head, Han Muye composed himself and slowly walked forward.

Outside the city gate, groups of soldiers in golden armor stood.

No one came forward to check on him, but there were golden lights flashing above the city gate.

The golden light swept over everyone who entered the city several times.

Han Muye could feel that this was a method of using the Confucian Great Spirit.

This golden light could break one\'s temperament and cultivation.

Those who harbored malicious intentions were easily mesmerized by the golden light and knocked into the golden pillar at the city gate.

When the golden light entered his body, Han Muye did not deliberately suppress it.

His Confucian Dao cultivation was so deep that he was able to absorb the golden light.

At this moment, deep within the Imperial City, purple qi vibrated before turning into nothingness.

"Yi, which martial grandmaster has returned?" In a palace, someone muttered. Then he raised his brush to record the scene.

"Purple Qi like a tide, and surging Great Spirit. I\'m afraid it\'s not just a grandmaster. Could it be that the assistant monastery head has gone out of the city to tour the flower boats again?"

As he strode into the city, Han Muye was stunned.

The path ahead was a thousand feet wide and one could not see the end of it.

Endless pavilions lined the side of the road. Layer upon layer, the three-storied, five-storied, and 10-storied pavilions were arranged in a stack.

The road was filled with people, and there were houses on both sides of the road.

The Imperial City was too big.

Han Muye stood there, not knowing where to go.

He was not the only one.

Almost everyone who walked into the Imperial City was at a loss.

Walking into the Imperial City was like walking into another world.

Where there were people, there was business.

Han Muye\'s confusion was interrupted by people in gray.

These people smiled and walked over enthusiastically. They asked in a low voice where he was going and then extended their hands with smiles.

Fee for leading the way.

As long as he paid one or two spiritual rocks, they would lead the way. It was not impossible for him to tour the entire Imperial City.

He just had to pay more money.

Those who were smart went to look for people in scholarly robes. People dressed like Han Muye were not very popular.

Several people glanced at Han Muye and walked around him.

In the Imperial City, Confucian cultivators were more popular.

In fact, as long as it was in the Central Continent, Confucian robes were more popular.

"This young master, is this your first time in the Imperial City?"

Politeness.

This was probably the first time he stood in a daze.

Han Muye looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties in a greenish-gray robe standing in front of him.

The middle-aged man had an eager smile on his face. He shrugged his shoulders slightly, looking hunched and slightly humble.

Thinking back, Han Muye said, "I\'m going to the Xiao family. I wonder if you can lead the way?"

Mu Wan had followed the Xiao family\'s caravan to the Imperial City.

Even if the Xiao family did not let Mu Wan stay with them for a long time, they would still be concerned about where she was staying.

If they didn\'t even concern themselves with this, the Xiao family wouldn\'t be an aristocratic family in the Imperial City.

After entering the Imperial City, the power of his soul was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. Even if Han Muye wanted to spread out his divine sense to find Mu Wan, he could not.

This was a super city with a radius of 10,000 miles and 30,000 citizens.

When the middle-aged man heard Han Muye say where he was going, he immediately smiled.

"Young Master, don\'t worry. As long as it\'s somewhere in the Imperial City, I can take you there."

After saying that, he thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Young Master, there are many families with the surname Xiao in the Imperial City. I wonder if Young Master is looking for the Xiao family in the upper city, the middle city, or the lower city?"

Upper, middle, and lower city?

Han Muye frowned.

The middle-aged man quickly explained.

The upper city was closest to the center of the Imperial City. The people living there were all nobles of the dynasty.

In the middle city, near the Imperial City Academy, most of the officials in the royal court lived there.

The lower city was located around the Imperial City. There were thousands of streets of various sizes. It was where the Imperial City\'s soldiers, officials, merchants, and various sects were located.