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Of course, as a disciple of the third generation of Jiejiao, having this kind of ability is actually very powerful, and he is worthy of the name of a grand master.

However, this one is almost over, even the Shang Dynasty is about to end.

Even the cut-off of teaching has entered the countdown.

They couldn't see clearly, but Yang Lin knew it very clearly.

Now, no matter how many promises and benefits you make, it will be nothing in the end.

Therefore, it is not as reliable as Zhao Gongming's promise.

After all, I took the risk this trip to save the life of this great disciple of the Jiejiao outer sect.

The kindness is a little big, so I have to repay it.

……

When I saw the future God of Wealth, he was already haggard, with red eyes, and a burning heart on his skinny face, making him look a little crazy.

Wen Taishi hurriedly stepped forward to introduce: "Uncle Zhao, this person is Huang Tianhao. That day, with the strength of one person, he beat Xiqi so hard that he dared not go east. His martial arts and Taoism are all unpredictable. My nephew asked him to steal books, there must be something Some grasp."

"Is this true?"

Zhao Gongming's lifeless face was slightly rippling, and his eyes were a little brighter. He forced himself to sit up and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, don't ask about the things you are sure of. Stealing the Book of Seven Arrows from the Xiqi Camp is indeed the only way to relieve the danger of fellow Daoists. However, Twelve Golden Immortals, Ran Deng, and Taoist Lu Ya all Waiting for the net to go on this trip, there are many dangers, it can be said that it is close to death..."

Yang Lin pondered for a while, and immediately stopped going around in circles: "If the poor Taoist is lucky enough to steal the arrow book and come back to save the life of the fellow Taoist, he doesn't want to make the journey in vain."

"What do you want? I'll give you everything..."

Zhao Gongming is obviously more honest than Wen Zhonglai.

The short waking hours made him unwilling to miss a glimmer of hope.

For some reason, as soon as he saw Yang Lin, he felt that this seemingly young Taoist cultivator had a bottomless feeling.

Standing with Wen Zhong, the energy in his body fluctuated, and he actually overwhelmed Wen Zhong.

As long as you stare carefully, surprisingly, you will feel the slightest threat.It seems that if the other party makes trouble, his own life will be in danger.

This is kind of incredible.

Chapter 656 Dancing with the tip of the knife, stealing books from the altar

Zhao Gongming thinks very highly of himself, even among the [-] Taoist disciples, he has never been convinced by anyone, except for Master Tongtian, except for the three younger sisters, anyone who sees them dares to sacrifice the Dinghai God Bead, and beats everyone Others cannot take care of themselves alone.

This is where the confidence of the big brother of Jiejiaowaimen lies.

Even he felt threatened, so it can only be said that the young man in front of him is by no means a golden immortal on the surface, and must be hiding more cards.

Can't see the root.

As soon as Yang Lin heard it, he understood that the God of Wealth was an honest man, so he said: "Looking at it from a distance that day, Gongming Daoist was very powerful, with 24 Dinghai God beads, he beat twelve golden immortals to run away with their heads in their arms, and even lit the lamp. Those who wait for Zixiao to listen to the Tao must also avoid his sharp edge, although fellow Taoists are indeed highly cultivated, and they can achieve such results, the Ding Haizhu is also indispensable."

"This……"

Zhao Gongming felt reluctance in his eyes.

He knew what Yang Lin wanted.

Wen Zhong was also anxious, and said beside him: "Fellow Daoist Huang, the Dinghai Shenzhu is Master Zhao's treasure of enlightenment, but it should not be given lightly to others..."

"Alas..." Yang Lin shook his head: "Magic treasures and weapons are all belongings outside the body. They are not worth mentioning compared to the wealth and life. Poor Dao is now stuck in the bottleneck of his cultivation. He needs twelve Sea God Orbs to evolve ten The two heavens, looking at the Dao fruit, the opportunity is there, so I have to ask for it directly. The two laughed, but there is no benevolence and righteousness in the business, if Gongming Daoist is reluctant, then it doesn’t matter. Just go to Daoist Randeng to grab it..."

"what?"

Wen Zhong was shocked when he heard this.

Is this a casual pick?

If you don't do it, you won't do it.

Then what should Martial Uncle Zhao do? If he really dies, the army of the Shang Dynasty will be wiped out. If he loses this battle, he will become a sinner.

There was no more hope for the Shang Dynasty.

"You mean, Daoist Ran Deng is trying to fix my Sea God Orb?"

Zhao Gongming didn't care about Yang Lin's direct request. Compared with the result of getting up and dying, only losing twelve Dinghaishen beads is not unacceptable.

Moreover, he told Yang Lin that the Dinghaishen Orb would fall into Ran Deng's hands in the end, and he deeply believed in it.

With a cultivation base above Da Luo, he has a certain magical feeling for the fate of heaven and earth, life and death, especially for things related to himself.

"Indeed, if Pindao dies, this Sea God Orb will surely fall into Ran Deng's hands. I heard that his Dao Fruit is evolving into 24 heavens. When he saw my God Orb that day, he also looked extremely fanatical. No matter what the plan is, in this battle, he should be the one who wants the life of the poor most."

Thinking that he was plotted against, he could only lie here with his dead body.

There are countless enemies outside, all waiting to devour him like vultures, even eating the skin and flesh, this feeling is chilling to think about.

Zhao Gongming suppressed the anger and anxiety in his heart, managed to maintain a clear mind, and swore with his palms up: "I swear in the name of my master Tongtian, if Fellow Huang Daoist can steal the arrow book and save me from danger, Gongming will definitely not spare twelve arrows. Dinghai Shenzhu, why not give it to you?"

"Zhao Daoyou's atmosphere..."

Yang Lin made a salutation, "I also ask the two fellow Taoists to be calm and wait for the news. The poor Taoist will end up like this."

His face was heavy and his white robe was fluttering, showing a kind of solemnity and grandeur.

Everyone has promised to give away the Taoist treasure, and people must know that the treasure is not wronged, and if you want to go here, you will have to work hard.

He also noticed that Zhao Gongming consciously allowed himself to steal the book of arrows, and only after he solved his crisis would he give the treasure away.Without paying the reward in advance, it is obviously to prevent his Depot from escaping and not keeping his promise.

They are all fascinated to such an extent, they are still so rigorous in their actions, generosity is really generous, and shrewdness is also really shrewd.

Being on the list and being named the God of Wealth in the future, he does have this quality.

Just in a hurry, Yang Lin has a good impression of this "Zhao Daoyou".

On other occasions, he might make friends with the other party.

But the scene in front of him is obviously not suitable.

To be kind to others for no reason, and it is a life-saving grace, this kind of cause and effect, honestly, Yang Lin can't bear it.

Therefore, he wants rewards and treasures.

Otherwise, as said in the scriptures, isn't a certain expert often counting on others and killing them because he can't pay back the cause and effect?

The road is dangerous, so be careful.

Just be careful.

After negotiating the business, Yang Lin turned into a golden light, stepped out of the business camp, and immediately transformed into the wind.

72 The supernatural powers were turned into motion, and in silence, he transformed into a mosquito, with wings beating softly, and flew to Xiqi City.

Don't ask, it's winter, why are there mosquitoes?

Ordinary people will not be surprised if they see it.

In fact, Yang Lin just wanted not to attract attention.

Although the magic of 72 transformations is not necessarily powerful, it has a characteristic, pretending to be like a god, and pretending to be a ghost.Even the aura to the soul light of the primordial spirit are all lifelike, involving the level of rules, it is basically indistinguishable.

Because, this set of spells is a strange spell created by a powerful man to deceive the way of heaven.

It is as famous as Tiangang's transformation technique, known as the technique of deceiving the sky.

If you can see through it, this set of spells is worthless. If you can't see through it, 72 changes can deceive the sky and cross the sea, and it has all kinds of strange and magical effects.

In the Zhou camp, there are still people who can see through.

If others don't talk about it, just talk about Yang Erlang. As long as he opens his third eye, he can see that something is wrong.

Of course, no matter how vigilant he is, it is impossible to open his third eye at any time and turn his mana to stare at all directions. This consumes mana and energy, which is a stupid behavior.

The same is true for other high-level people such as the Twelve Golden Immortals, who will not always sense and lock onto Xiqi City. High-level people naturally have to have the demeanor and pomp of a high-level person, so how can they do this kind of hard work.

Therefore, the mosquito incarnate by Yang Lin only needs to hide from ordinary soldiers and generals.

Avoiding the huge aura of telepathy, he flew and flew quietly to the backyard of Xiqi City Lord's Mansion, and his speed slowed down.

In fact, the speed of the mosquito's flight was already slow enough. After flying from the business camp to the main hall of Xiqi Palace, he had been flying for more than two hours, and he felt a little impatient.

At least, it's safer that way.

Quietly passing through the three breaths, Yang Lin kept his mind introverted, and didn't try to distinguish who was who, and how many masters guarded the back hall of the palace.

Following the intuition in his mind, he focused on moving forward, and soon, he saw the lights flickering on and off, an old Taoist priest with his hair wrapped around his feet, walking with strange steps, like a great dancer, dancing with a sword while dancing, mouth There is a sound in the singing.

This is Jiang Ziya.

He is really serious about what he does.

He said that if he wanted to worship Zhao Gongming, he would worship Zhao Gongming. He was not lazy at all.

Now that the night was deep, he still didn't rest. He meticulously nailed the seven-arrow book on the altar. Every time he worshiped, he saw that the arrow book became more and more red, and an ominous aura emanated little by little.

"The seven generals, the six golden immortals, Taoist Randeng and Taoist Lu Ya live separately in the left and right halls to rest and meditate. It really is a trap. Is this a master who wants to kill the merchant sent again? Tasted It's sweet."

Yang Lin had to admit that these people in Xiqi City actually thought very well.

All the hopes of Grand Master Wen Wen of the Shang Dynasty were pinned on Zhao Gongming, and the only chance to win was to let the God of Wealth show his power again, so he would definitely come to the rescue no matter the cost.

In the original story, I don't know how many people were lost.

If Yang Lin didn't come, he would definitely continue to lose, until Zhao Gongming's soul was wiped out, and there was no way to restore it.

Therefore, it is actually correct for Xiqi to fight in such a way and act in this way.

'Originally, I was going to hang on and find some opportunities to get some benefits. However, money is touching, and wealth and wealth are sought in danger, but I have to fight hard.Winning as a young model in the clubhouse, losing and going to sea to work... Fight hard. "

Yang Lin made up his mind, without hesitation, he showed his figure on the spot, turned into a silver lightning, and rumbled towards the place where Jiang Ziya was standing.

A silver moon appeared in the sky, endless pressure fell, and the entire space was blocked by mental power, suppressing...

The nail-headed book of seven arrows was grasped by an unstoppable and powerful traction force, and it fell lightly in his hand.

Jiang Ziya raised his head suddenly, the yellow light on his body was like a curtain, like Mount Tai, blood spurted from his mouth, and screamed: "Shoot!"

Chapter 657 Don't Hit Me

"boom……"

Yang Jian was the one who responded the fastest.

This Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch gained a reputation in the Conferred Gods era. Even the senior Jinxians, many of them could not compare to his reputation. On the Conferred Gods battlefield, he really played an irreplaceable role.

Just as Yang Lin jumped down, he put away the book of arrows in his hand, his figure changed from solid to empty, and was about to turn into a golden light, and he arrived immediately.

He was obviously in the distance, and amidst the huge roar, he suddenly turned into a golden armored general who was tens of feet tall. The three-pointed and two-edged spear swung slightly, setting off a frenzy of blades.

The third eye between the eyebrows shot out a snow-bright white light, and it had already firmly fixed on a three-mile radius, so that Yang Lin's Zongdi Golden Light Technique paused slightly, and he did not escape.

At the same time, amidst the frenzied roar, a thin dog swelled against the wind and bit Yang Lin's calf with its wide mouth.

fast.

very fast.

And behind him, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, broke through the roof of the hall, rushed towards him like fire and light.

Huang Tianhua raised his hand to form a fire dragon symbol, turning into a huge fire dragon, riding on the smoke and mist, and devouring his heart.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and a young man in red armor with a sharp mouth who waved his wings in unison with the wind and thunder, brandished a golden stick, covered his head and covered his face, and beat him down.

Following Jiang Ziya's yell, everyone immediately attacked together, obviously fully prepared and not afraid of someone stealing the chicken.

Presumably, Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi also died in the same way back then. They died for no apparent reason.

As soon as he got the arrow book, he was beaten to death on the spot and his head was beheaded.

While Yang Lin admired secretly in his heart, his eyes were slightly cold.

At this time, it is no different from the time of the battlefield competition.

At that time, I still had some tricks, and I was thinking of learning from each other.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, anyway, it's just like playing a dozen soy sauce for the value of martial arts.

What now.

At the juncture of life and death, he took a deep breath, his body was surrounded by golden light, and the immortal light shone, and he slashed out with a sword, perfecting the five-element sword light, and slashed out a Tianhe.