Given that the Immortals sent people to search for the two of them, Yang Fanhai and Gongsun Xuanyuan did not rush their way without reservation. They used some methods to hide their travels, and the speed was relatively slow. It took nearly two months to finally arrive at Guangling, the capital of Yangzhou.

Looking at the walls of Guangling City, Yang Fanhai couldn't help but sigh inexplicably: "This is Yangzhou, it's better to see it than to hear it."

Gongsun Xuanyuan, who was standing beside him, also nodded and said, "Looking at Jiuzhou, it is difficult to make a conclusion just by saying that the people are rich and the country is stable, the country is really far behind the country of Zhu and I have Xiong."

"Yes!" Yang Fanhai also said: "Look at this Guangling City, the walls are not very high. Not to mention Zheng City, I have a slightly larger city in Xiong Kingdom. But those cities are vulnerable to my eyes, but I have the feeling that if I bring troops to attack, I will never be able to attack in my entire life."

As early as half a month ago, they had already entered the Yangzhou area. Along the way, they saw the customs and customs of Yangzhou, as well as the people's livelihood, prosperity, stability, and more importantly, there is a strong sense of national pride.

In the hearts of the people of the country of black clothes, Yangzhou is their paradise and everything to them. People in other parts of Jiuzhou are somewhat different from here. Although they also have a sense of belonging to the country, they are not very strong.

When the war begins, they will rise up and resist, but once the dust settles, they will quickly accept the reality and become part of the new country. It is like the Xiong Kingdom conquering Yanzhou and Qingzhou and other places, and most of the people there have already regarded themselves as members of the Xiong Kingdom.

For the country of Ziyi, once someone wants to declare war on Yangzhou, they will do whatever they can to fight to the end of the battle. Yang Fanhai feels that if he attacks himself, not to mention whether he can win, even if he can win, he will definitely have to kill all the people in this country before he can see the walls of Guangling City.

At that time, the significance of conquering this country had become insignificant.

"Don't fight with the outside world, but cultivate inner virtues. If you don't care about other countries, just as long as your country becomes stronger." Gongsun Xuanyuan said slowly: "Just like us practitioners, we don't care about our opponents, we need to constantly surpass ourselves. If you are strong, your opponent will naturally become weak."

"Someone once compared the Ziyi clan with Youchao clan and Shuiren clan with Cangjie, who created characters in the past, and called them the Four Saints of the Human Clan. I thought it was just an exaggeration, but now it seems that this is true. The Ziyi clan is really a true saint."

Yang Fanhai was also surprised to be praised by Gongsun Xuanyuan. Along the way, the two talked a lot, because of the South China Sea incident, and also talked about the so-called six saints in the world of cultivation.

Those people were worshipped by monks all over the world. Although Gongsun Xuanyuan also respected them as predecessors, they did not recognize them as saints as other monks.

In the view of Gongsun Xuanyuan, the so-called saint should be called a saint who is to benevolent, not seek personal gain, or have done many things for the people of the world.

Among the so-called six saints, only Nuwa was recognized by Gongsun Xuanyuan. It was not only because Nuwa created human beings as the Holy Mother of the human race, but also because Nuwa had made the move to repair the sky.

In the battle of Lich ten thousand years ago, the sky collapsed and the earth broke. The Nine Heavens were in chaos by the Emperor Taiyi and the ancestor witch. Later, the Buzhou Mountain fell, shaking the foundation of the sky, causing a huge gap in the Nine Heavens. The sky river flowed backwards, endangering the people. It was Nuwa who tried her best to make up the sky mark and then she could have peace now.

It is not an exaggeration to call him a saint, but after that, the world's disputes continued, but Nuwa did not come out to calm down. In Gongsun Xuanyuan's heart, the word "saint" was naturally covered with some dust.

The Youchao family, the Suiren family and the Cangjie were all predecessors of the human race. They led the human race to learn to fight against worldly disasters and beasts. They taught the human race how to live in this world, so they can be called human race saints.

But they can only be saints of the human race, because these people did not help other races. If they were about to run through ancient and modern times, in Gongsun Xuanyuan's eyes, the only one person could be called a saint, which was Pangu who created the world.

Not only did it open up a world where people can live, but it also created all living things between the world at the cost of their own death. Only such fearless, compassionate and sacrifice can truly be called a saint.

Now that I have seen the Yangzhou style all the way, Gongsun Xuanyuan has raised the status of the lord of Yangzhou to the Youchao clan. The level of the Shuiren clan really surprised Yang Fanhai.

"I'm just guessing. Let's wait until I've seen it!" Gongsun Xuanyuan waved his hand: "Let's go, go into the city!" He then led Yang Fanhai towards the city gate.

There were many people entering and leaving the city gate, but the guard was not very strict. However, there were dozens of people holding portraits on one side of the city gate, constantly looking at the people entering and leaving the city gate, as if they were looking for someone.

After Gongsun Xuanyuan and Yang Fanhai approached, a man who looked like an official was immediately happy and hurried over. He walked to Gongsun Xuanyuan and bowed, which made both of them stunned and confused.

After seeing the man standing up straight, he asked, "Do you have Gongsun Xuanyuan, the second prince of Xiong Kingdom?"

The two came to Yangzhou because of the secrets of the matter. Yang Fanhai didn't even talk about Princess Jinglu and Xu Fan. After the trip, although they did not disguise themselves, they also changed their clothes and dressed in a blanket. The two looked like ordinary farmers, as if they were covering up.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized as soon as he arrived in Guangling City, which naturally surprised the two of them. Gongsun Xuanyuan hesitated for a moment, bowed to the visitor and said, "It's Gongsun Xuanyuan, I don't know how you know?"

"It's great that the Second Prince!" The man smiled and said to Gongsun Xuanyuan again: "I am Wei Jing, the official of the black-robed state ritual. He has been waiting for the Second Prince here for a long time under the order of my king."

Then he waved his hand and asked someone to take the portrait over and explained: "I have never seen His Highness the Second Prince. Fortunately, my king painted the portrait of His Highness the Second Prince, so there was nothing wrong with it."

When Yang Fanhai looked sideways, he saw that the picture was indeed Gongsun Xuanyuan. And it was not just a look, it was exactly the same, with eyebrows, eyes, nose, etc., as if he had imprinted Gongsun Xuanyuan on paper.

He was amazed by the master of the paintings, and Gongsun Xuanyuan frowned and asked, "I dare to ask, how did the king of your country know that I was coming here?"

Only three people knew about the mission to Yangzhou, Gongsun Shaodian, Gongsun Xuanyuan and Yang Fanhai, and there was no one else. Now that the two have just arrived in Yangzhou, the other party’s king has already been waiting here with portraits. This is not just as simple as leaking the news, but more likely there are spies in the kingdom of the Bear Kingdom that he doesn’t know, and the relationship between this spy and the royal family is quite unusual.

Wei Jing smiled and shook his head: "The king of our country is a god. He can do what others cannot do. He has his own way to know this. As for how to do it, it is not something that can be known. If His Highness the Second Prince is interested, he can ask my king in person."

"That's good!" Gongsun Xuanyuan nodded: "I wonder what the king of your country has to give?"

"No order!" Wei Jing hurriedly bowed and said, "The King said that the Second Prince is the most important guest of my country of black clothes, so I was asked to go out to greet me. The King is already waiting in the palace, and the Second Prince will follow me."

"It's a labor!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan nodded, rode the prepared horse and headed towards the palace with Wei Jing.

Walking along the street, Yang Fanhai let go of his spiritual consciousness. Since his movements have been exposed, he will not hide it. This time, he is like the Dongyi Peninsula. He is a guard and must be guarded against everything that may happen.

This action was naturally noticed by the masters of the Black Clothes Country, but Wei Jing just smiled and did not stop him.

The country of black clothes is peaceful and the people are prosperous. In this Guangling City, all kinds of merchants can be seen. The most similar thing in all walks of life is that mulberry trees are planted in the yard of every household and silkworms are raised.

The name of the country of Ziyi did not come at will, but because the human race's methods of making clothes all come from here, not only cotton and linen weaving, but also fine silk fabrics, so people in the world named this country after "Ziyi". The king of this country is also called the family of Ziyi, and few people know its true name.

Seeing the people picking mulberry trees and raising silkworms, Yang Fanhai's heart moved, and he remembered his mother, and he couldn't help but accelerate.

I remember my mother said that she had seen others raise silkworms and draw silk, and then make clothes, so she wanted to try it herself. In this way, she should have been to the country of black yarns. After all, only this place has this habit today.

If my mother is a princess, she might not have to raise silkworms in person, so she has only seen it and has not done it by herself. Could it be that... my mother is a princess from the country of black clothes?

The thought made Yang Fanhai's heart almost jump out of his throat and he became anxious in an instant. Looking at the royal palace of the Ziyi Kingdom getting closer and closer, I felt that it was still far away and I wished I could run over directly.

"General Yang, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Gongsun Xuanyuan asked through a message, and he was also alert and did not dare to take it lightly. He kept paying attention to the surroundings. However, his cultivation level was so profound that few people noticed it. At this moment, he suddenly saw that Yang Fanhai was in a wrong state, so he asked.

After being awakened by Gongsun Xuanyuan's voice, Yang Fanhai suddenly remembered his identity and shook his head quickly to show that it was OK.

My parents were captured. Even if they were really princesses here, I should not easily reveal my identity. I will slowly take care of everything after entering the palace.
Chapter completed!