manynovel Chapter 122
Chapter 122
Yang Zhao took the dragon horse through the void, and soon came to Chang'an, the imperial city of the human race.
Today's Chang'an, where tens of billions of human races live, is the most prosperous city of the human race.
Yang Zhao looked down at the familiar and unfamiliar Chang'an City, and his heart could be described as having mixed feelings.
Thousands of years ago, he was the crown prince of the Sui Dynasty, and he was almost on the verge of becoming emperor.
But disaster fell from the sky, and the great Sui Dynasty fell apart overnight.
His father was forced to hang himself, and even himself was almost cut down and hunted to death.
Fortunately, when he was desperate, he stumbled into it by mistake and came to the master's dojo.
Otherwise, it will be dead now.
Yang Zhao changed his appearance with his divine power, and even with the dragon horse, he turned into an ordinary yellow horse.
He walked quietly on the street, listening to the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the bluestone street, and his heart was full of thoughts.
Today's Terran, although known as the lord of heaven and earth, is except for the ancestors of the Terran who were imprisoned in the Huoyun Cave.
The vast majority of the human race has no cultivation, and for the real Flood Desolate Clan, it is no different from ants.
Even the Four Seas Dragon Clan, whose strength does not exist in 1/10,000, can also hang the current human race to fight.
This kind of "Lord of Heaven and Earth" is, to put it bluntly, just a leek of luck harvested by the heavenly court, the human religion, and the exposition of the religion.
However, this is also something that cannot be helped.
Because the qualifications of the acquired human race are too poor and too poor, there are almost no talents to create.
Even the Jindan Dao handed down by the Taiqing Saints is one in a million cultivators.
Of course, the human emperor has the luck of the human race, even if he wastes firewood, he can still have a certain amount of cultivation.
Otherwise, Li Shimin would have been buried in the ground by now.
"For the human race to be truly strong and become the true lord of heaven and earth, it is not just a person or a few people who are strong."
Yang Zhao thought to himself.
Even if he finally preaches and becomes a saint-level human emperor, it will only be his strength alone.
The Terrans were equally weak.
"If you want the human race to truly rise, you must find a practice that is truly suitable for the human race to cultivate."
"But it's so hard that even a saint can't create it."
Yang Zhao thought to himself.
Perhaps, in the entire desolate world, there is only his own master.
Let's create a way for almost unqualified Terrans to cultivate.
Yang Zhao was walking, and suddenly heard a burst of shouts from the courtyard in front of him:
"Brother Tai, what is the lack of money?"
"You must sell the right wine, the five-flowered horse, the golden qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you."
Then, a high-pitched female voice sounded:
"What to change, do you want to live this day!"
"Dead ghost, if you associate with this drunkard again, you won't sleep on the kang tonight!"
With the sound of hurried footsteps, the wooden door of the courtyard was opened.
A drunken young man dressed in white, with a green sword at his waist and a wine gourd in his hand, was pushed out.
"Get out, don't come back again!"
The high-pitched female voice sounded again, and the wooden door slammed shut.
Yang Zhao couldn't help but be a little speechless when he saw the formation.
Obviously, the young man in front of him went to a friend's house to drink, but he didn't drink anymore.
He also instigated his friend to let his son sell the family's horses and silk for wine money.
As a result, he was kicked out by the hostess.
When the young man was driven out, he was not angry, but staggered through the streets.
After walking a few steps, he lifted the gourd in his hand and poured two sips of wine into his mouth:
"The bell and drum are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time."
"Who can relieve my sorrows!"
At this time, Yang Zhao found that the young man's waist was actually hanging Hanlin's waist card.
Hanlin is a very high official position in the Terran Dynasty, called "Inner Minister." "
It's not surprising that a young man has such a noble status and is not angry when he is kicked out.
Moreover, Yang Zhao also found that this young man was extremely talented, which can be described as an export chapter.
However, even though the young man had already worshiped Hanlin, he still seemed to be depressed.
Yang Zhao is now interested in this different young man.
Yang Zhao's heart moved, and with his Daluo Jin Immortal-level divine power, he pulled the young man into another space.
When the young man noticed it, his eyes instantly became sharp, and he directly held the long sword at his waist:
"Who?"
The young man said vigilantly, his eyes looking around.
Yang Zhao appeared in front of the young man, and the dragon horse beside him also showed his original form, and the crimson glow shrouded, making the young man stunned.
"I've seen the immortals!"
After the young man came back to his senses, he also knew that he had met an immortal, so he immediately saluted.
"What's your name?"
Yang Zhao asked.
"Under Li Taibai, a person from Changlong."
The young man replied.
"You are now in high power and high position, why do you seem to be depressed?"
Yang Zhao asked with interest.
When Li Taibai heard this, he sighed lightly, untied the waist card on his waist, and threw it casually:
"What can Hanlin do, the world is weak, the dynasty is erosive, I am anxious but have no power to change, how can I not worry?"
Not long ago, Li Shimin used Yuwenrong to manage the country's wealth, enforce the tax law, and widely accumulate it for the luxury of the imperial court.
He reminded him many times that he played it, but he was directly ignored.
In Li Taibai's opinion, although the human race now seems to be very prosperous, far better than the Sui Dynasty.
But the decay of a towering tree often starts from within, from the roots.
The compulsory tax law of the Terran court was widely gathered, and the emperor knew it but did not change it, which was already the beginning of decay.
"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow."
After Li Taibai finished speaking, he picked up the wine gourd and poured two sips.
"Since you don't want to be an official in the court, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and learn the way of cultivating immortals?"
Yang Zhao said.
He already loves talent at this moment, and he doesn't want such a talent to be buried, and he regrets it for life.
When Li Taibai heard this, his eyes suddenly glowed, and after looking at it for a while, his eyes gradually became confused, and then he instantly regained his clarity:
"Dare to ask your predecessors, are you Yang Zhao, the prince of the Sui Dynasty?"
Yang Zhao did not hide it, but directly admitted it: "Exactly."
"Taibai begs his predecessors to accept him as a disciple, and he is willing to serve him for life!"
When Li Taibai heard this, he immediately took two steps forward and bowed down.
He hesitated before, because he was worried that Yang Zhao was an immortal god with ill intentions towards the human race.
But now that it was confirmed that Yang Zhao was also a human race, he immediately made up his mind to apprentice.
Although Li Yuan and Li Shimin have been smearing the Sui Dynasty and portraying Yang Guang as a tyrant and a faint monarch to show their integrity.
But Li Taibai knew that Yang Guangnai, the emperor of the people, was a real eloquent person.
If it weren't for the establishment of the imperial examination system by Emperor Yang Guang, how could there be so many students and talents in the Tang Dynasty today.
How could the Tang Dynasty usher in such a prosperous era.
"Okay."
Yang Zhao saw the battle and helped Li Taibai up with joy.
"From today on, you will be the chief disciple of my sect, and I will take you back to meet my ancestor as a teacher."
Yang Zhao said.
"Obey orders!"
Li Taibai nodded.