Chapter 127

Land God fairyland twelve heavy, ten all destroyed, the real world's top fighting power!

Further!

Then you can become an immortal!

Keep abreast of the legendary immortal, and live a long life!

Lin Tianhou was not only excited, but also shocked.

Twelve land fairyland!

He was given by the young man in front of him!

As a descendant of the last emperor in this ancient land, he is different from the children of the imperial family!

On seniority!

He can be called granduncle by the old patriarch of the imperial family!

On shocking the world!

He is not only in the portraits, he has seen a great man of imperial rank!

Five hundred years ago!

He is the youngest one of the twelve princes, who has just been lucky to live to the present age!

"Mr. Xie, help me enter the land fairyland twelve times!" Looking at Chu Lingxiao with hands on his back in front of him, wearing white clothes, Lin Tianhou completely surrendered. He was so strong that he was really unpredictable.

Breakthrough to the land God fairyland 12 heavy!

Heaven and earth, eight wasteland four seas.

For the first time, he saw such a terrible existence. Even if he suppressed the feudal figures of an era, it was far from enough!

Just a back!

Lin Tianhou felt the blood in his body. He could not help shaking!

"Father, you go to Yangzhou alone every year. What are you going to do?"

In my memory.

Every year, the emperor would break the shackles of the golden robe and leave the palace.

He was only six that time.

He is naughty by nature.

Running around in the Imperial Palace,

if it wasn't for that time, he didn't know that his father would rush to Yangzhou at this time of year!

"Father to see a person, you are not allowed to tell others, father left the capital, hear me!"

"To meet someone? Father, you are the son of heaven. Is it the king's land in the whole world? Is it the king's minister who leads the land? Why do you want to sneak around and not wear the dragon's robe... "

"Because in front of you, no matter what your father is, it doesn't work!"

In his time, Yangzhou was the most prosperous ancient capital of China. Almost half of the common people, peddlers, poets, literary magnates and dignitaries gathered here.

The emperor's inspection.

Yangzhou should be the first choice!

Man Dynasty Civil and military, all think so.

Only he knows.

Why did my father visit Yangzhou many times? Even later, 15 of the 50 civil and military personnel came from the ancient capital of Yangzhou!

"Lin yaojue is one of the most talented people in the world."

On the eaves of the Imperial Palace, Chu Lingxiao stood with his hands down, looked up at the sky and said, "unfortunately, even if he is qualified to visit fengxiantai, he is still a mortal."

"Mortals..."

The last three words, into a distant sigh, full of loneliness and desolation.

"Mortal world, mortal set, you say?"

That's a sentence.

Lin Tianhou's eyes suddenly shrank, and his memory of more than 400 years suddenly came out like a tide.

At the last moment of his life, an old man in a Golden Dragon Robe was sitting on the throne, looking into the direction of Yangzhou ancient capital, his eyes dim and sighing to himself.

"Sir, you say that the world of mortals is decided by mortals."

"Why should the world worship the immortal Buddha, build temples and temples for them, and offer incense to them Sir, why... "

Lin Tianhou's pupils dilated and looked at Chu Lingxiao on the eaves of the palace.

His lips were trembling, his eyes were full of tears, his mood was high, his face was unbelievable, so he knelt down and cried in great sorrow:

"sir!"

Yes, sir.

Contains too much!

Five hundred years ago, his father, the last emperor in the world in the era of repression, met people in the ancient capital of Yangzhou every time, and met people who were respectfully known as Mr. Chu. The answer is ready to come. It is the young man in white standing in front of him at this time - Chu Lingxiao!

"You don't have to worship me. Get up."

Chu Lingxiao said faintly:

"your father once asked me why he wanted to build temples and temples for the towering immortals and Buddhas. Immortals and people grew up in this ancient land, and they used to be people just like you!"

"It's a pity that your father didn't see through this!"

Lin Tianhou lowered his head and did not speak any more.

I didn't see through.

It's a knot.

Not Dengfeng Sendai, body disappear fall, all over the sky golden rain!

"Father, you are under the nine springs. Do you hear me..."The breeze swept over the eaves of the hall.

"The world only knows that I am the forbidden master of Kunlun, but who knows who is the forbidden master of Kunlun?"

"Chu Lingxiao?"

"Or the Chu taboo?"

Light sigh, make words out, with a hint of self mockery.

"Without stars, how can you see the sky?"

"Mortals in this ancient land, you still have a long way to go..."

The imperial mausoleum is a palace with eaves.

A young man in white, with elegant posture, hands on his back and a faint and lonely sigh, turned into a gentle breeze and whirled around Lin Tianhou's ear for a moment. The latter's eyes were shrinking, his face was shocked, his hair was erect, and his scalp felt numb.

Kunlun forbidden master

Sir, it's the forbidden master of Kunlun!

He is the descendant of Fenghuang. He knows very well who is invincible in this star.

Except Kunlun.

No one is qualified to be called invincible!

After all, Lin Tianhou is an antique who has lived for 500 years. He is also a descendant of the emperor. In terms of his ups and downs, few people in the world can match him.

He was absent-minded for a short time. He immediately responded and kowtowed again. He pleaded in a respectful voice: "Sir, please..."

"At the beginning, I didn't join the emperor's group because I wanted to protect my father's spine. Now I have nothing to worry about, but there is one thing, please promise!"

Kunlun forbidden master!

This is the forbidden master of Kunlun!

If you can

"You don't have to say, I can promote some mortals for you to win the land God fairyland." Chu Lingxiao's figure blinked and stood in front of Lin Tianhou. He said faintly:

"if they have this qualification or not!"

On his face, Lin Tianhou got up and said, "please follow me, sir."

Not a few seconds.

Lin Tianhou, respectfully with Chu Lingxiao, first came to the old man's house.

Just right.

Wang Guozhu, the head of the imperial group, and Yang Qishan, who is in charge of cultural affairs, are drinking tea.

See Lin Tianhou guarding the imperial mausoleum.

The real descendants of Fenghuang came in person.

They looked at each other, got up and bowed.

"Mr. Lin, why are you here?"

"Don't you want me to be the leader of the imperial group?" Lin Tianhou didn't talk nonsense either. He opened the door to the mountain and said, "I don't want this name. You will give it to my husband!"

Sir?

Looking along Lin Tianhou's line of sight, a white figure with his back to them stood under the willows in the courtyard. Wang Guozhu and Yang Qishan were stunned.

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