From the Perfect World

　　 The animal skin recorded a paragraph of poems that are not connected at the beginning and the end, contradictory, Lin Yang frowned. No wonder this radius has been obtained for a long time and has not been cracked. No one can understand this thing except for the wisdom of the sky.

　　 Ouyang Yi looked at that animal skin longingly. There were clues about "Goshen Ce" on it, which could make a person a **** of war.

　　 Sigh, this Taoist is not human.

　　 There were waves of weakness in his heart, and then he heard the indifferent and lofty words of the Taoist Xuanpao: "Are you a member of the court?"

　　 "This Daoist, I am the master of the four pavilions of the "Hulong Pavilion". The "Hulong Pavilion" is an organization directly under the Holy Supreme, responsible for handling various matters closely related to the Holy Supreme."

　　 Ouyang Yi reported it truthfully, he could inquire about what he said casually, and there was no need to cheat.

"Look at you coming to grab the clues of magical power this time. I want you to be ready to crack it." Lin Yang threw the animal skins in his hand to Ouyang Yi and continued: "No matter what you want to do after obtaining this power, It has nothing to do with me. I will come to my door to take away the magic in the 14th day. If you can’t get the "Goshen Strategy" by then, don't blame me for being cruel."

　　 Ouyang Yi was both happy and angry in his heart. This Xuanpao Taoist is really arrogant. Relying on his extraordinary martial arts, can he not take the Dragon Guarding Pavilion and the court in his eyes? Seeing that he still needs "Royal God Strategy", he is obviously not a **** of martial arts, but Ding Po Tian is another great master. If I dare to come to the door by then, he will definitely die under the encirclement and suppression of the army.

　　 "Seniors are not allowed, people of the court..."

　　 Before he could finish speaking the words of Fang Yuan whose face changed greatly, he saw the sky rolling in vain, thunder and lightning, and the figure of the Taoist in Xuan Robe became extremely tall and majestic, like a **** in charge of thunder, so he should not look directly at it.

"what!"

　　 A flash of lightning fell, the flames burned his body, and the pain of painstaking pain caused Fang Yuan to let out a terrible scream.

　　 "When will there be room for you to interrupt."

　　 Lin Yang's indifferent words spread into Fang Yuan's languid ears, making his inner fear unspeakable.

　　 It's not normal, but it's about the main task at this time. Even if the good works are not much for him, it can't be disturbed by others. This is a question of attitude.

　　 Everything just now is just a variety of illusions under spiritual suppression, which makes Ouyang Yi see it inexplicably and confused. It can only be guessed that the No. 1 expert in Tongzhou was taught a lesson by the Taoist Xuanpao with unpredictable methods.

"I hope you can truthfully convey my words to your superiors. I won’t make unnecessary moves when I get them." Lin Yang went on to say after he was about to leave. Time will inevitably benefit you."

　　 At this time, his heart echoed the Huang Jiedao, and he used the power of the treasure soldiers to connect with the power of thunder and fire, and the whole person turned into a thunder light and left. The two people in Duliu Manor looked at everything in front of them, dumbfounded.

　　 "Flying away...This is the real flying away!"

　　 Fang Yuan, who was sluggish after his mental injury, stared at the direction Lin Yang was leaving. He didn't expect to see a martial **** who was rare in the martial arts for thousands of years.

　　 Suddenly, there was a warning sign in his heart, he shouted bad things and would avoid it. However, the strength of Fangyuan, which had long since ceased to be at its peak, was inadequate. Ouyang Yi's palm hit the center of the mouth, and the spiral force in his palm shattered the heart of Fangyuan.

　　 "The **** of war?"

　　 Ouyang Yi threw away the circle that was not looking at him, and muttered to himself while looking at the horizon.

　　……

　　 Borrowing the power of a treasured soldier, even Lin Yang's current realm would not last. He flew hundreds of miles and lowered his figure outside a prosperous city, preparing to play well in the past ten days.

　　 spent several months in the Gobi, even the prosperous fish sea made him a little aesthetic fatigue, just take advantage of this task to relax.

Lin Yang has self-knowledge, and his talent for reasoning and decryption is just the posture of a middleman. It is impossible to be comparable to Conan as soon as he traverses. If he wants to solve the inexplicable clues of "Goshen Ce", he has no hope, and can only rely on the imperial court. Even if it fails in the end, it doesn’t matter. Not to mention the three volumes of "The Jade Book of the Heavenly Emperor" and the "Five Fangs and Five Sword Techniques", which are worth hundreds of thousands of good works. There are still more than 3,000 good works left over from the last time, enough to deduct. .

　　Xuncheng is the largest city in Tongzhou. It is famous for its delicious food. Fortunate craftsmen are often selected by the palace, enter the imperial dining room, and skyrocket.

　　 In the recent period, there is a newly opened Tongyuan noodle restaurant in the city that has become famous in the neighborhood, and there is the world's best Longxu noodles. People come all the way to eat this noodles.

　　 Lin Yang stepped into the overcrowded noodle restaurant, and led all the way to the third floor under the leadership of Xiaoer.

　　 The surrounding diners are dressed up, or ordinary people, are holding a bowl of noodle soup, eating hotly, and constantly making noises.

　　 Not long after, Xiao Er brought a bowl of noodle soup. As soon as he had eaten it, an unspeakable delicacy spread from the taste buds to his mouth. The noodles were full of fragrant aroma, which made people feel unsatisfied.

　　 After eating several bowls in a row, Lin Yang left with satisfaction.

　　 chose to land in search of the city because Wang Ke, one of the four great masters in the world, the ‘shoutian hand’, lives here, and this great master is also a person who likes food.

　　 A sparsely populated and remote street.

　　 "Your Excellency?"

　　 A middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in fine clothes, looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him~www.ltnovel.com~ with a serious expression. The man's hands have thick calluses.

　　 The Daoist just stood at will, and it gave him an unparalleled sense of oppression. Even the few masters who were also great masters did not bring him such pressure.

　　 "When did such a terrible figure appear in the world?"

　　 A middle-aged man breaks his mind and never thinks that he is a strong man from another world.

　　 "Shou Tian Shou Wang Ke?"

　　 Lin Yang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with interest. He didn't expect that this great master in this world would also like food. Compared with this hobby, Wang Ke's own strength is not worth mentioning.

　　 "Dare to ask this Taoist chief what is wrong with Wang."

　　 Wang Ke pondered and spoke.

"I was born for half a month recently. I need someone to lead me. I think you are very good." Lin Yang looked at Wang Ke, whose expression had become ugly, and continued: "If it weren't for the same taste for food, your strength would be difficult to see. ."

　　 His disdain was not concealed, which made Wang Ke suddenly change his face, his tone was solemn, and he said every word: "Also, please, advise and teach."

　　 He knew that the Taoist Xuanpao in front of him was very strong, but he would never allow himself as a great master to be degraded for nothing, so he lifted his energy, raised his palms to his chest, and opened his posture to learn the wise tricks of the Taoist.

　　 Lin Yang sighed slightly and shook his head slightly. He stretched out a finger and said casually: "I will use one finger. If you can touch my lap, as a reward, I will point you to the half-month martial arts practice. If you lose, you will be my servant for half a month. Up."

　　 "If you really lose, I would like to accept the bet." Wang Ke nodded and responded. He knew that the Taoist in front of him was very strong, but he didn't think he wouldn't even be able to touch his opponent's clothes.

　　 "Come on." Lin Yang hooked his finger.