The skill is broken, I am stronger

Not only are there so many memorials to be reviewed by the imperial court, but there are also so many concubines waiting to be lucky, can the little emperor bear it?

Without Lin Lang's talent, finding so many women is courting death.

If the little emperor was too anxious because of this and took some more powerful dry medicine, then the Ming court should consider the matter of the next emperor.

After practicing the exercises with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, Lin Lang left.The Emperor Ming excitedly went to practice. He seemed to have seen that he had become a master of martial arts, and he was no longer afraid of the threats of those Jianghu people.

And in this way, he can be like the ancestors, conquering the Mongolian Yuan, destroying the Sui Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, etc., to rule the world, and he will become the master of the world like the first emperor!

Princess Yunluo was still in seclusion, Lin Lang didn't bother, and went out of the palace directly to Piaoxiang Pavilion. He wanted to find people here.

Piaoxiang Pavilion is not open for business today, and only the congregants of the Sun Moon God Sect are received.

The old bustard heard that Lin Lang was coming, so she hurried to Lin Lang's room: "My lord, you are here."

"Thanks to these heroes yesterday, we protected our Piaoxiang Pavilion, so the girls take the initiative to thank them."

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, he could tell that everyone liked this thank you very much.

It's already three poles in the sun, and there are still people driving piles.

"Okay, although you are not from the Jianghu, you must have guessed it a long time ago, don't act in front of me."

The old bustard sneered, Lin Lang brought the five poisonous boys over several times, and talked about many things in the Jianghu here, and the old bustard has also seen many people in the Jianghu, so it is not difficult to guess his identity.

After knowing this, the bustard was actually even more excited.

In this way, no matter whether it is Jianghu or the court, no one would dare to provoke Piaoxiang Pavilion, and no one would dare to get involved in this business.

"My lord, the capital is also under siege this time, and many places in Daming have been affected. I'm afraid our business will be difficult."

The old bustard was somewhat unwilling, thinking that he would earn more money this year so that he could share more.

She is at this age, and if she doesn't earn enough money to find an honest man to marry, she won't be able to have children in the future.

Even if she married at that time, wouldn't all the property she earned be cheaper for outsiders?

But now that the common people have no money, how can she make money?

Lin Lang raised his legs: "Your mentality is wrong. Are our guests in Piaoxiang Pavilion ordinary people?"

Piaoxiang Pavilion is the most expensive Qinglou in Ming Dynasty, spending one night here is enough for many families to spend for a year, so ordinary people have no money to affect Piaoxiang Pavilion.

The old bustard said cautiously: "My lord, although we receive rich and powerful gentry, high-ranking officials, and those who spend a lot of money, but this year's disaster, the land rent has decreased, and the income of many gentry has also decreased. The filial piety received by high-ranking officials and nobles It will be reduced, how can they have money to come out to play?"

Listening to the procuress' analysis, Lin Lang felt that he was quite professional and a talent.

Lin Lang asked back: "Who do you think the people of Daming hate the most?"

"That must be Meng Yuan's person." The old bustard said without hesitation, she hated it, it was too late for her to make money.

"So, go and order some Mongolian women's clothes, and let some girls change them."

"Tell those guests again, let them vent all the anger they received on Mengyuan's side on the Mengyuan woman, this is to win glory for the country."

"It can even be said that if you don't come, you don't deserve to be Daming's guest."

The old bustard blinked his eyes, can this be regarded as honoring the country?

But she knew that after the news spread, many people would be willing to come, and even brag about it with other like-minded people.

It was as if they were pressing on Meng Yuan's women, riding on those women's heads, as if they were pressing on Meng Yuan's head and controlling Meng Yuan's fate.

That's a great idea, my lord.

Although she doesn't have Meng Yuan's woman in Piaoxiang Pavilion, after changing her clothes, they all look similar.

Let those girls learn a few simple Mongolian dialects later, such as begging for mercy if you are too powerful, it will definitely arouse the interest of those guests, and they will not want to leave when they come.

In this way, the business of Floating Fragrance Pavilion may not only not decline, but will even increase by a bit.

The old bustard excitedly went to make arrangements, Lin Lang moved his lips, and sent the sound transmission to several rooms next to him. After a while, Yin Kui, Yin Yekui and other elders all came.

"Congratulations to the right emissary for his great achievement, beheading Jinlun Fawang."

Lin Lang looked at the few people in front of him. Yin Kui and Yin Yekui had made great progress, and they made a lot of effort when they went to destroy Bei Shaolin last time.

Several other elders have also improved, and are about to reach the peak of the master.

Now in the Great Ming Jianghu, the number of grandmasters is very small, although the Sun Moon God Sect has more than one great grandmaster, but the grandmasters are still masters, and there are not many grandmasters at the peak.

The number of masters at each level has increased, which makes Lin Lang very satisfied, so that the Sun Moon God Sect can exist for a longer time.

"How about the loss of the religion this time?"

"Your Majesty, this time six of our sub-rudder masters died, all of which were beheaded by King Jinlun Fawang. Eight sub-rudders were eliminated, and less than [-]% of the brothers escaped."

"However, when we came to the capital this time, we also killed many masters of Meng Yuan. In addition, the right envoy beheaded masters such as Meng Yuan Guoshi and Luzhangke. We have also taken revenge."

Compared with the loss of the Sun Moon God Sect, the loss of Meng Yuan is even greater.

Lin Lang nodded: "Send people to rebuild those sub-rudders, and then send some people to Mengyuan to avenge the brothers."

The national masters of Meng Yuan are all dead, and there are not many masters who have escaped from Ruyang Palace.

This grudge can't be reported face to face, so go after it and report it without waiting.

"Yes." There was a hint of sternness on Yin's crying face, he also wanted to meet the masters from Meng Yuan, maybe he could get some good martial arts.

"Aside from our Sun Moon God Sect, are there any other people from Jiang Hu who have come to support the capital?" Lin Lang asked again.

"People from the Hua family are here, there are also some killers who look like Tsing Yi Lou, and there are also some lonely Jiang Hu people."

"It is said that Chuuxue at the west gate of Wanmei Villa has been in seclusion. The imperial court sent people to invite people who have not seen him. No one came from Wudang Mountain, saying that the head is not there. Zhang Sanfeng is too old to hurry up like this. A long way."

"Your envoy, isn't Zhang Sanfeng too old to move?"

Zhang Sanfeng probably just didn't want to take care of the affairs of the court, maybe it was because he knew he was there, so he didn't worry?

"Okay, when you leave, go to the Five Poison Boys and bring some things back to Heimuya. I will go back and have a look in a few days."

The secret medicines obtained from the palace arsenal, as well as some copied exercises, will be sent to Heimuya to continue to strengthen Heimuya's strength.

The Sun Moon God Religion is his foundation, and there is no room for mistakes.

"Your envoy, someone sent a message to our divine sect, saying that Lu Xiaofeng brought Ye Gucheng's body back to Feixian Island, and the person who sent the message was also the owner of a small island."

As soon as Lin Lang heard it, he knew it must be someone from the 36th hole and 72nd island under the command of Vulture Palace.

"Well, choose a Jianghu stunt that suits him and reward him. During this time, increase the collection of information on other countries' Jianghu."

"If there is any hidden old monster that has disappeared for many years, I hope to know as soon as possible."

For example, Jinlun Fawang appeared very suddenly this time, just in time for Lin Lang to retreat, he was killed all the way to the Daming capital, causing the Sun Moon God Sect to lose several brothers at the helm.

If he had known earlier, he would still retreat, but he could use some other means to delay Meng Yuan's progress, at least let the brothers who are at the helm escape in advance, so that they don't have to die in vain.

The appearance of Jinlun Dharma King also reminded Lin Lang that there are not only masters like Zhang Sanfeng and Nan Shaolin Sweeping Monk in the Jianghu, but also other hidden masters.

Although he is already in the middle stage of the realm of heaven and man, he can't be careless, he hasn't reached invincibility yet.

For example, in this fight against Jinlun Fawang, if there is another person who is in the realm of heaven and man next to him, then Lin Lang may be the one who loses.

However, if there were really two realms of heaven and man, Lin Lang felt uncertain, and he would not stay and fight recklessly.

After they separate, let them die one by one!

Wait a few more months, even if two Heavenly Human Realm masters like Jinlun Fawang go up together, Lin Lang can die together.

Yin Ye cried and thought for a while and said, "Master You Envoy, in fact, there are Jiang Hu people from other countries to support, but the journey was a little slow, and before they came, Jinlun Fawang was beheaded by you."

"The most famous one among them should be the hero of the god wither. He has a huge god wither, which is similar to your vulture."

Lin Lang became interested as soon as he heard it: "He came to Daming? Where is he?"

He really wanted to chat with Yang Guo, not only because Yang Guo had many top martial arts inheritances, but also because Yang Guo could make a big bird that couldn't even jump fly, which he was most interested in.

If his vulture could also fly, it would be much easier for him to go wherever he wanted in the future.

"Youshi, he's in a small town thirty miles outside the city."

Chapter 282 Let's Compete Whose Bird Is Bigger

In a small town to the south of the capital of Ming Dynasty, a man was sitting there drinking wine, with a sword hilt exposed on his back, it could be seen that he was a person who knew martial arts.

Whether he is holding a wine glass or serving food, he only uses his left hand, because his right hand is gone, and his entire sleeve is empty.

This person wore a silver mask that covered the upper half of his face. Looking at his chin, he didn't seem to be very old, but his temples were already gray. The beard on his chin seemed to have not been shaved for a long time. A trace of melancholy.

He came here specially from Da Song this time, just to deal with Jinlun Fawang.

At the beginning, he and his aunt fought against Jinlun Fawang, and they managed to win by using some tricks, which ruined Jinlun Fawang's good deeds.

He knew that Jinlun Fawang had achieved great feats now, and he would definitely come to seek revenge on them.

Now he and his aunt have not seen each other for 16 years, but according to the handwriting left by his aunt back then, his aunt should come back, so before that, he can't let anyone who wants to kill his aunt live.

I heard that Jinlun Fawang is already in the realm of heaven and man, and his strength is far superior to that of the past, but his martial arts are also much stronger than before.

He also wanted to fight Jinlun Fawang to judge how his martial arts were compared to other masters. After all, he lost an arm, and the martial arts he mainly uses now are all created by himself.

It's just that when they were about to rush to the capital of Daming, they heard that the Mengyuan iron cavalry had been defeated, and King Ruyang fled back to Mengyuan with a group of people.

King Jinlun Fawang, the master of the Meng Yuan Dynasty, was also beheaded by Lin Lang, the master of the Great Ming Emperor.

"Are you late? It doesn't matter. Although I can't fight Jinlun Fawang, let me know what my martial arts level is, but Jinlun Fawang is dead, and no one will threaten my aunt."

"I should go too, and wait for her to come back. There is nothing to miss here."

Yang Guo picked up the wine glass, drank it up in one gulp, was about to get up, but sat down again.

"Since my friend is here, why bother to hide and have a drink together?"

Lin Lang got off the carriage and sat directly next to Yang Guo: "I'm not hiding, just to make sure I'm looking for the wrong person."

Yang Guo raised his head: "Why did Master Ming look for Yang?"

When he saw the incomparably luxurious carriage, and then felt the aura of the other party that he couldn't see through, there was no other person except Daming Emperor Shi Lin Lang.

"Brother Yang just call my name. I came to you because I want to compare with you, whose bird is bigger."

He looked left and right, but he didn't see the god withered bird.

Yang Guo: "???"

So Lin Lang didn't come to look for him, but Brother Wither?

"Brother Wither is resting in the woods outside the town. It is too big to disturb the people here."

"There's no need to compare, I've never seen a bird bigger than Brother Wither."

No matter in terms of size or intelligence, Brother Wither can be called a divine bird, and Brother Wither can also kung fu, even if he is a master of martial arts, he is not a match for Brother Wither.

Lin Lang asked with a smile: "Brother Yang, have you heard of the Vulture Palace in Tianshan? That vulture chose me, but it is the same as God's back then. It is fat and can only run."

"Brother Yang, would you sell me the method of losing weight for God?"

Yang Guo looked at Lin Lang: "The Vulture is with you, so you are the mysterious envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect?"

"We are fighting swords. If you can win, this weight loss method will be given to you. If you lose, I hope you will remember that Feng Qingyang cannot represent the sword skills of the sword demon Dugu Qiubai senior."

His swordsmanship and breathing techniques, including the god withering, are all inherited from the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.

Although he doesn't know Dugu Nine Swords, but he knows the sword intent and principle of Dugu Nine Swords, so he doesn't need to know those moves.

He wanted to prove to Lin Lang that it wasn't that Lonely Nine Swords was weak, but that Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong were too weak.

It was only now that Lin Lang remembered that Yang Guo could be regarded as the successor of Dugu Qiubai.

"You want to compare swords with me, that's fine. I also want to see how strong your sword intent, which has inherited Dugu Qiubai, is."

Yang Guo got up and walked out: "Then the woods outside the town."

After finishing speaking, he tapped his foot, and the whole person rushed out like a bird, leaving only a piece of silver on the table.

Lin Lang's figure also disappeared suddenly. Let's compare lightness kung fu first, then he won't lose.

Although it was the last one to set off, Lin Lang reached the woods first, before Yang Guo fell down.

Swish!

Yang Guo pulled his hand behind his back, and he pulled out a purple sword, which looked limp and trembling slightly when he held it in his hand.

On the hilt of the sword, there are some seal patterns coiled with gold thread. If you look closely, you will find the word Ziwei.