Chang 'an was the capital of the Tang Empire. In this world with extraordinary power, the capital was built more magnificently than what Zhou Zhao had seen in the history books. The city walls were more than ten feet high and stretched as far as the eye could see.
The huge city was like a huge ancient divine beast lying on the ground. It was majestic and could swallow mountains and rivers. The gates of the major cities were filled with huge amounts of people every day. Everywhere was filled with cars and horses.
"The new cloth from Jiangnan a few days ago is absolutely beautiful.”
"Big and fragrant Hu Pancake. Everyone, come and have a taste.”
"Fresh mutton offal soup. Guests passing by, don't miss it. Everyone is here to try it!”
……
Zhou Zhao followed the crowd into Chang 'an and saw that the city was unusually prosperous. There were all kinds of shops and peddlers peddling on the side.
Chang 'an City was not far from the Purple Cloud Temple, about twenty to thirty miles away. Zhou Zhao's predecessor had followed his master into the city many times, so he was not unfamiliar with it. However, this was the first time he had entered the city since he transmigrated. Compared to the memories of his predecessor, the Chang 'an City in front of him was obviously more lively and interesting.
After casually strolling around for an hour and then spending some money, Zhou Zhao managed to find out the information he wanted.
Xue Hu's residence was in the area of Xinghua Lane, which was close to the Imperial City. It was a golden area where many royal relatives and dignitaries lived, so it was not difficult to find it.
Fang Yi 'ai, Xue Hu, and the others were quite famous, and their whereabouts were not difficult to track. Sitting in the big restaurant of Xinghua Lane, Zhou Zhao ate delicious food while circulating his true qi. Suddenly, the dense sounds around him drilled into Zhou Zhao's ears, and he quickly learned the whereabouts of Fang Yi' ai and the others.
Today, the emperor had invited many officials and nobles to bring their children to hunt. Fang Yiai and the others were among them. Immediately after, the waiter came over. Zhou Zhao asked a few more questions with great interest, and only then did he know how many days this hunting feast would last.
"It's really unfortunate. Forget it, it's only a matter of a few days, so there's no hurry.”
Zhou Zhao leisurely finished his meal in the restaurant and directly passed by the Great General's residence to take a look. The Xue family general's mansion occupied a large area. There were two grayish-white stone lions standing at the door, and there were three to four soldiers guarding it. Their eyes were shining, and there was a hint of killing intent on their bodies. They were clearly soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles.
This time, Zhou Zhao didn't mind and turned to leave.
In the next few days, Zhou Zhao still maintained his own habits. In addition to cultivating the Purple Cloud Divine Art, he also trained his psychokinesis. As Zhou Zhao's Violet Cloud Divine Art reached the ninth level, the power of his psychokinesis had also increased greatly. Zhou Zhao could already lift things that weighed about twenty-five kilograms through his psychokinesis.
The effective attack range had already reached 100 meters. Now that Zhou Zhao's flying sword was killing people, it could also be called a hundred-step flying sword.
As for his Portable Space, it had increased from five cubic meters to nearly nine cubic meters. It could store even more things now. He could look forward to it becoming the size of a floor in the near future. It would be habitable. That would be the true Portable Space.
In the blink of an eye, another ten days had passed since Zhou Zhao's last transmigration.
On this day, Zhou Zhao sat on the futon and looked at the system page in front of him.
System page!
[Host: Zhou Zhao]
[Race: Human]
[Cultivation Technique: Violet Cloud Divine Art Level 9]
[Realm: Mortal Limit]
[Special Ability: Psychokinesis, Portable Space]
[Note: Each time you cross a world, you will obtain a special ability.]
Time to transmigrate, 00:10!
Compared to before, there were some changes to the system. Following the completion of the Purple Cloud Divine Art, a column of data called realm appeared. On it was marked that Zhou Zhao was at the limit of mortals. This was probably the Postnatal Perfection in martial arts novels.
This step was already the limit of a mortal. If he could break through to the Embryonic Breathing realm, then he would be an initial Transcendent and would no longer be a mortal.
Ding!
The countdown to transmigration has ended. Do you wish to initiate transmigration?
At this time, a cold mechanical voice appeared in Zhou Zhao's mind.
"Activate transmigration!"
Zhou Zhao thought to himself.
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