Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 299: Penglai fairy mountain has “spells”
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Where am I from?
The false saint was taken aback for a moment. Time was long and quiet. The time she stayed on the earth had even surpassed the time on the home planet. When asked abruptly, she could hardly remember the name of the home planet.
"Open the Tongtian Pagoda, high priest, the **** envoy has no time to talk nonsense with you."
Lin Luoran's face was full of smiles, but with a tear-stained expression on her eyes, she didn't know where it hurt the pseudo-saint, she grabbed Lin Luoran from the ground.
"No matter which galaxy you belong to, what's the use of such a weak host?!" She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth in Lin Luoran's ears, of course in interstellar standard language.
The "saint", or "sir to the gods" that everyone is used to, has always been indifferent and noble, and has never looked so hysterical. No one could guess what Lin Luoran had talked with her, causing the saint to lose her self-sustainability, and her anger was abnormal.
Only Lin Luoran knew that she stabbed the false saint in the painful foot. "She" believes that compared to the galaxy civilization in the era of the universe, the earth is still in a barren period at this time. No one can calculate the distance from the earth to Mars, and no one understands interstellar language. Therefore, Lin Luoran was regarded as the same existence as "her".
Of course the high priest refused to open the Tower of the Sky. The false saint snorted: "What's the use of keeping that tower? Do you know the coordinates of the galaxy? Know how to start the teleportation? The **** Marduk will not teach you how to teleport. Go to the moon!"
The high priest was astonished, "That is the place that leads to the kingdom of God. You Orientals, who have no heart to serve the gods, cannot use it."
The high priest said that the Tower of Babel sent people’s souls to the kingdom of God. Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that perhaps it was not the soul, but a monk with powerful spiritual knowledge, only like them entering the Tower of Babel. Generally, only after passing the test can interstellar teleportation be carried out...Where does the starry sky lead? What is the relationship between the galaxy coordinates mentioned by the pseudo-saint and the star chart? Is the Tongtian Pagoda a fixed-point transmission, or can you specify the place to be reached?
The **** man shrugged: "High priest, you don't want Babylon to turn into a land of war, do you? Honestly, no matter how many monks in the temple, it probably can't match this."
He spread his palms, and Lin Luoran recognized that it was a handful of ordinary soybeans. The **** man spilled soybeans, similar to what Yang Lisha had just now. These soybeans rolled to the ground, rose up against the wind, and quickly became a group of soldiers in yellow armor, standing inside the temple, looking at the high priest indifferently.
Throw beans into soldiers! This is the legendary Chinese army! Because she got too close, Lin Luoran even saw the envy in the eyes of the pseudo-saint in the blink of an eye—every little dot was connected in series. Why did the pseudo-saint secretly destroy the earth’s cultivation civilization? When she brought back this cultivation knowledge Isn’t that the best choice?
Is it because she can't leave, or is she simply not able to learn those wonderful techniques-except for hiding in the body of a human being on earth, so after more than two thousand years, did she try to take Boga's body away?
If she can only learn the body of a human being on earth, or a Chinese, can she use these techniques to refine spiritual energy, can she explain why she has stayed on earth for many years... Lin Luoran did not Happy, but extremely lost. If only Huaxia talents have the foundation of cultivation, and the false saints have spent countless hours and have not solved it, then finding Penglai Xianshan can really solve the problem of the foundation for Lin Ma, Lin Luoran has a deep doubt. There is also despair.
The pseudo-saint looked at her from the initial unyielding, until the light in her eyes faded a little, "You haven't told me which galaxy and planet you are from!"
Lin Luoran pushed her hand away from the collar: "Is it necessary? You and I have different goals. Let's take care of each other."
Yang Lisha didn’t know Lin Luoran’s thoughts, but she noticed her loss. This is because she learned the secret of Tongtian Tower, which is a situation that has never happened since the two met. She felt a trace of worry—of course not. Worried about Lin Luoran, but worried about the soul-raising tree.
"I already got the wood essence classics."
The high priest slumped and left the temple with a group of people. Yang Lisha was a step behind and deliberately said in Lin Luoran's ear.
Lin Luoran's eyes brightened, then dimmed again. Yang Lisha thought she didn't believe it, and the brilliance in her hand suddenly appeared, and a book made of unknown leaves appeared in her hand.
"Penglai fairy mountain, does it really exist?" Even if the fairy mountain does exist, how can there be a way to reshape the foundation of Taoism? The immortal is gone.
Yang Lisha turned the palm of her hand and put the book away again.
"Of course it exists. Otherwise, what do you think the ancestors just made? Do you think the five-element magic can be made out of nothing, so that you can become a soldier?"
The ancestor Yang Lisha said was that **** man, right? I don't know what kind of monster the main body is. In short, I can't get rid of the wood spirit family. The five-element technique is not to use the power of the five elements to attack or defend. Of course, Lin Luoran never thought that it would show the performance just now. When the **** man backhanded it back, the bean soldiers returned to soybeans. Know where to hide.
Seeing everyone's attention on the stone tower, Yang Lisha felt that he had to leak some news to Lin Luoran. If the latter lost their fighting spirit, they would be wiped out if their grades were so bad that they couldn't pass the tower. of.
Talking? Of course not. All the people present, except for the two of them, were not at the Nascent Soul Stage or above, she even suspected that "saint", as the legend has it, existed in ancient times.
So Yang Lisha didn't rush to write down what happened on Lin Luoran's back... Lin Luoran was in a daze. It was more than 2,600 years after Huaxia Jianguo promoted popular pinyin, regardless of the old monsters present. How many years have we lived, the interstellar translator, shouldn't it be able to translate Huaxia spelling?
Of course, Lin Luoran thought too much. The situation was one-sided. The high priest was forced to open the gate. The false saints and the **** men, including several Chinese monks, all fell on the star map of the dome. Be mindful of the small actions of the two little characters.
"There are treasures of immortals on Penglai Immortal Mountain. The ancestors have been there. The spells that I have just used to cast beans into soldiers are the spells learned from Penglai Immortal Mountain! The magic is the main thing, but it is lowered, respecting the law, and conforming to the world. Laws, you can use magic... Now, you should believe it."
Yang Lisha wrote very slowly, and Lin Luoran became dignified from the loose beginning.
Just now the ladyboy man, the "ancestor" in Yang Lisha's mouth, used soybeans to cast beans into soldiers. Of course, it can't be blindfold or illusion, which can fool Lin Luoran into clear eyes, but he won't let him talk. Forcing Lin Luoran's sweaty high priest to retreat, those soybean soldiers must be capable of combat... This is what Yang Lisha said that the law is respected?
There is no magical radiance, gorgeous moves, solid defense, this belongs to a higher level, more mysterious power-magic!
The gate of the Tower of Babel was closed tightly, and the pseudo-saint’s consciousness seemed to turn on the touch-screen computer. The star map on the dome flashed in front of her eyes, and she had carefully looked at every star.
There are no familiar nebulae, no familiar galaxies, no familiar meteorite belts, no familiar stars... This star map is still far away from her hometown.
"Smack--" The pseudo-saint was angry and tried to squeeze the broken stone platform, but the stone was extremely strong, crackled, and another stone platform emerged from the ground, revealing that Lin Luoran and Yang Lisha are familiar Yes, the crystal ball!