The Sims: My God Identity Has Been Revealed

She can make the water in the small pond fluctuate with one punch, but it must not make the water boil.

This is already astonishing!

So are others.

Looking at Lin Chao's expression, he was even more in awe.

It is worthy of being the reincarnation of a saint to unleash such a powerful punch.

"Okay, now I have learned your unique skills.

Tomorrow, I will go to Kyoto. "

Lin Chao had calm eyes and a faint smile on his face.

The other sect masters looked solemn.

"Be careful, son!"

A trace of admiration appeared on Mo Fengxue's face. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

Beside him, Huang Xianyuan looked excited and impassioned: "My lord, I will drive for you tomorrow and take you out of the city."

Huang Xianyuan is the leader of the rebel army, so it is impossible to go to Kyoto.

Sending Lin Chao out of the city was already the limit.

Lin Chao glanced at Huang Xianyuan, with a faint smile on his face: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, the future Huang Gaozu would lead a horse for him.

Chapter 42 金线

Light rain, continuous.

Hit on the umbrella, like small beads falling on a jade plate.

Mo Fengxue was holding an umbrella, with mixed expressions on his face.

"My lord, do you really not need me... and others to accompany you to Kyoto?"

After Mo Fengxue died, the old monk of Kongshan Temple, the head of Jiangtian Xie's family, and the leaders of other forces had different expressions.

"No need." Lin Chao chuckled, "If you go, you will definitely not come back. It's useless. Why don't you just stay here and wait for the overall situation to change."

"Obey, my lord." Mo Fengxue was a little bit reluctant, but he still obeyed the order.

Others, too, have mixed feelings in their hearts.

If they go to Kyoto, they must die.

Mr. Lin Ping went to the capital, so why not?

"Young Master Anshun, if you are not strong enough to fight against, why not discuss peace with Lord Cang, divide the river and rule, and give the people of the world a way back." Qi Guangying spoke with a solemn voice.

In fact, there is another result that has not been mentioned, and that is to leave the clan land and go overseas.

With their strength, they can still become kings overseas.

Moreover, overseas is not suppressed by Canglongshi's luck, and they are not afraid of Cangjun.

Of course, no one mentioned this plan.

After all, they are from the Central Plains, from the Great Xia tribe.

Unless there is nothing to do, he is not willing to leave his clan and go overseas.

"Young Master, I will drive the horse for you." Huang Xianyuan was dressed in armor and looked like a general.

Lin Chao smiled: "Okay."

In his memory, Huang Xianyuan was Huang Gaozu.

This emperor is not well-known, but he is quite good at martial arts and martial arts. He is an underestimated emperor.

Lin Chao entered the carriage, Zhang Daolin entered the carriage, and Huang Xianyuan drove the carriage.

Lin Chao looked at the armor on Huang Xianyuan's body with a smile on his face: "A minister once advised Cangjun that the people are water, and water can carry a boat or overturn it. But Cangjun replied that he is not a boat, but a real boat. dragon.

If Commander Huang is a king, is it a boat or a dragon? "

Huang Xianyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his body couldn't stop shaking.

Son means...

Huang Xianyuan suppressed the eager thoughts in his heart: "Everything in the world has two births of yin and yang.

If Cang Jun is a dragon, the common people are Yuan. "

The Yuan that Huang Xianyuan said was Long Yuan.

In myths and legends, the dragon is powerful because of its dragon element.

Once a dragon loses its dragon yuan, it is no different from an ordinary beast.

"Does Commander Huang feel that there is an eternal dynasty in this world?"

Huang Xianyuan didn't have any hesitation: "No, only the dynasty that pursues forever."

"I'm going to the capital now. After beheading Lord Cang, I will search mountains and rivers to seek the truth, and take a look at this world." Lin Chao's voice was calm, as if he was full of confidence in this trip, "Pill Sword Sect, maybe I have to trouble Huang take care of."

Huang Xianyuan's body trembled slightly.

Is the son really the reincarnation of a saint?

Huang Xianyuan felt the strength of Lord Cang.

Even the rebel army he led is currently the most powerful one.

However, facing Cang Jun, he still has no confidence.

At that time, Zhang Sheng had such a great momentum, but in the end he ended up in a disastrous defeat.

"If you don't mind, my lord, I have a daughter named Liuli who is eight years old and can make a marriage with your younger brother Lin Zhi." Huang Xianyuan suppressed the unspeakable emotions in his heart.

Lin Chao smiled.

If he remembers correctly, the Huang Gaozu recorded in history has always been in front of landslides without changing his face.

Once, Huang Gaozu slept in the bedroom at night, and a meteorite fell, smashing the door of the bedroom.

The bedroom was in chaos, Huang Gaozu dressed slowly, looked at the door that was dropped by the meteorite, and seemed to say: This is it?

Then, went back to sleep.

At that time, many ministers suggested that Huang Gaozu move to another place, and some ministers said that Gaozu should issue an edict to sin against himself, but Huang Gaozu didn't care.

He is such a calm person who trembles when speaking in front of Lin Chao.

"I have no opinion on this matter, but you can wait for the two of them to get older and ask their own opinions." Lin Chao's voice was calm.

"Okay, son." Huang Xianyuan suppressed his excited voice.

Time passed quickly, and the carriage had already arrived outside the city.

Mo Fengxue and others also followed outside the city.

Huang Xianyuan looked at Lin Chao and said in an inexplicable voice, "My lord, I won't give it away."

Mo Fengxue and others looked at Lin Chao: "My lord, take care!"

……

The carriage headed north.

Zhang Daolin became Lin Chao's driver.

"My lord, Shaoqin has been arguing that he wants to see you."

"up to you."

……

ten days later.

Kyoto.

Today is the opening day of the bazaar, but there are not many people, not even Beiling.

In the bazaar, there are few civilians and most of them are wealthy businessmen.

The huge capital city felt a little bleak.

Holding a sword in his hand, Lin Chao rode a horse and entered the capital unimpeded.

The soldiers at the gate yawned and didn't even check with Lu Yin.

The whole of Kyoto is like a brush full of loopholes.

But such a capital is still the most difficult city for Da Cang to break through.

How many rebels fell outside the city of Kyoto.

Or, you can't even see the city walls of Kyoto.

How many assassins entered the capital to assassinate Lord Cang, but it was impossible to move an inch in the capital.

There are dignitaries who arrest people for bloodletting and make blood soup.

Or when they encounter a black heart inn, they are directly made into human meat buns.

The whole of Kyoto was in chaos.

Lin Chao glanced at the palace, his eyes became darker.

A golden light lurked on the ground.

Countless golden threads are pulling away from all directions.

Lin Chao saw that everyone had a golden thread on their body.

The closer it is to the palace, the more obvious and brighter this strand of gold will be.

Lin Chao had also seen this kind of gold thread in Beiling.

It's just that the golden threads on the Beiling people seem to be much weaker.

If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all.

"It's a good way to absorb the luck of the world and create the fate of the heavens."

Lin Chao's eyes were deep.

This is not something that Daxia can do today.

After all, in today's Great Xia, except for some rare treasures, everything is normal.

Lin Chao continued to go to the palace.

Cang Jun, whom he wanted to kill, was sitting in the imperial palace.

However, along the way, Lin Chao discovered that Lord Cang's destiny still affected him.

Along the way, first a son of a rich man took a fancy to him and wanted to take him back and raise him.

Lin Chao cut it with a sword.

Every once in a while, another Martial Artist would ask Lin Chao for tolls.

Lin Chao continued to slash him with his sword.

Or a brick fell from the attic, or a feathered arrow accidentally fell from the sky.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

"Is this the power of destiny?"

The destiny, indistinctly changes the secret of heaven.

Especially in Kyoto, this kind of change has been extremely strong, happening one after another.

No wonder, Mr. Cang can sit back and relax so much.

After all, matters of destiny are too mysterious.

The luck is too strong, Cang Jun has nothing to be afraid of at all.