Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 303: How is the wood classics lost?
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If Lin Luoran knew that one of her slight actions could create facts that conform to the history of later generations, she would definitely endure and endure.
Because she caught Canglang, Xiaojin and Xiaoqinghu were able to escape, tightening behind Lin Luoran, with a look of alertness, showing that they were very afraid of the middle-aged man who called himself "Canglang".
The high priest saw that inside the stone tower where the farce was staged, he could not help the sudden jump in his temple because of the concentration he had trained in stargazing for hundreds of years.
Who gave them the power to make trouble in the Tower of Babel!
Lin Luoran grasped Canglang and didn't let go. Canglang also asked her for spiritual grass. The two of them stepped back and approached the light of catching. Yang Lisha stepped forward to pull the frame, and the little green fox ghost cried out and rushed forward, still pulling Xiaojin.
The three people and two beasts are beyond the group mechanism of the Tongtian Tower, so Lin Luoran and the female demon Yang Lisha from the same place originally judged that they are the same group. To the center of Tongtian Tower.
"Push this door and we can go back, right?" Lin Luoran couldn't believe it for a while. Things went so smoothly. Whether Canglang was Lao Liao or not, he was like a lucky star sent by God.
Some regrets that she didn't learn anything else from the ancestors, but Yang Lisha nodded. In her eyes, practice is not that important. At least, she hopes Ah Wuneng will wake up more than spells. Therefore, Lin Luoran can do nothing, only she knows the last soul-raising tree.
The prerequisite for saving Ah Wu is that she must go back alive with Lin Luoran. They have already obtained the wood essence classics, and they don't care what the Tongtian Pagoda can reward, this is already the best reward.
A figure suddenly appeared above the miracle, and the Babylonians below caused a commotion.
Edith's red lips were slightly open, and she couldn't believe her makeup artist standing in the middle of the tower. Lin Luoran looked down, just saw Edith, and opened the door. No matter how difficult it is for the two to see each other, she has a good impression of Edith, but it is a pity that she wants to learn about this friend for a day when she returns. The only news of this is the book "The History of the Development of Mesopotamia", right?
Will the Babylonians who record documents on the clay tablet be generous to their princess once and write two more?
Lin Luoran waved at Edith, a small box fell from her hand, Nebuchadnezzar wanted to knock it off, Edith whispered, and Nebuchadnezzar grabbed it backhand The box.
It was the magic little box filled with pearl powder of various colors. Edith held it tightly, and also learned to wave from Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran originally planned to remind her to be careful of her teacher, so she turned to think about it, the Princess Medes who could help Nebuchadnezzar to build the sky garden for her, apart from her appearance, she would definitely not be mentally retarded. The matter of their mentoring and apprenticeship is still left to the client to settle.
The Euphrates River flows slowly, and the golden wheat is swaying with the wind. This is a harvest season. Babylon is full of yellow inside and outside, the precious gold, the low-key soil, the harvest of wheat... Another mouthful of two thousand After more than six hundred years of air, they are going back.
Lin Luoran put his hand on the stone gate, and there was a "woooo" sound behind him, and it was delayed for a while, and Canglang actually caught up!
"The two little girls are too dishonest, what this lord said, why didn't you see your origins at first, it turned out to be the little thief who came through the Tongtian Tower!" Canglang covered Yang Lisha's mouth, her banshee-like pink face Flushing, he kept kicking Canglang.
Cang Lang yelled, but she also revealed the origins of Lin Luoran, which surprised her.
Whether it is Lao Liao, who is more than two thousand years later, or Canglang today, Lin Luoran doesn't have the slightest cultivation base in Lin Luoran's eyes. This person actually knows the mystery of the Tongtian Tower. Wait, if he is really Lao Liao, wouldn't he have lived for more than two thousand years, how could such a person not have a cultivation base, he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
The high priest saw that an outsider had already ascended the Tongtian Pagoda. Under the turmoil of his mind, the false saint and the wood spirit ancestor broke free. The two of them came toward the light, and Cang Lang laughed and said: "Hurry up and hand over the spirit grass, or you will be finished."
Before and after stepping into the light, it should have appeared in different towers and places, but Canglang has the ability to catch Yang Lisha, who knows if the false saint will catch up.
Lin Luoran randomly pulled out a few ginseng plants from the space and threw them to Canglang. These ginsengs are the descendants of the ginseng seeds that Lin Luoran obtained from the Mujia Seed Company when he first practiced. Years, it is almost three thousand years old.
Cang Lang was stunned, unable to believe that he had really blackmailed such a good ginseng. When he loosened his hand, Yang Lisha had broken free from his restraint, and the banshee was embarrassed and angrily stepped on Cang Lang's foot. Pulling Lin Luoran and pushing open Shimen.
"Don't tell the secret of the pseudo-saint Tongtian Tower! Please!" Lin Luoran's voice was drowned in the mist, Cang Lang woke up, not knowing where he hid the ginseng, holding a piece of paper with a sad face Ye Zishu: "I knew she was so generous, I shouldn't have stolen this book!"
That is exactly the wood essence classics on Yang Lisha.
The ancestor of the human monster chased him up, seeing that the junior of the clan disappeared into the mist of Shimen, and wanted to chase in. Cang Lang took the man's hands and pulled him tightly.
These people were eaten to death by the high priest in the stone tower. The ancestors of the wood spirit were still a little jealous of those who dared to ignore the high priest.
"Return the classics of my clan!"
Cang Lang didn't have the leisure to gag at men, and said coldly: "You said this? I didn't take it from you." It must be returned to the little demon. Master Canglang has never been greedy for petty gains. He will The classics were thrown into the mist, the ancestor Mu Jing was anxious, and when he wanted to retrieve the classics, the Shimen slowly closed, cutting off a trace of his spiritual thoughts.
"Who are you!"
Cang Lang's face is bitter, this monster is really annoying, he just can't remember who he is, so he is so worried. Cang Lang was furious when he was brought up about the sad thing, but he couldn't fight him against the old ancestor Mu Jing. He could only stare at others bitterly and kill with an eye knife.
The false saint hesitated and opened a certain stone door.
The Mu Jing ancestor who passed through the Light of Receiving with her was judged to be the same group of people, was involved in a strange force, and sank into the stone gate.
Cang Lang touched a cold sweat, and sincerely felt that these people are really not cute. At least not as honest and sincere as the little girl. If you can see you again, Master Canglang will definitely give you a big gift. Haha, three thousand years of ginseng are rare now, not bad.
He traveled freely in the Tongtian Pagoda, and hit the high priest who was a step slower.
The high priest has a bad face, and Cang Lang is somewhat guilty. It seems that he suddenly broke in and disrupted the situation that the high priest controlled well?
"Ah, that's it, High Priest, if you can ignore my recklessness, we can talk about the Tongtian Pagoda... absolutely don’t delay your time, don’t even think about those two going in first. Yes, they are not dead, they can only teleport to other planets, no matter how far away the enemy is, they can't be too careless, right?"
Canglang tongue blossomed with lotus flowers, dragging the high priest down the Tongtian Tower. Shamelessly, the high priest sent him to the top of the dome. I don't know which stars he moved, and the sky tower suspended in the sky disappeared.
This person, seems to really know Tongtian Tower?
It seems that there is no cultivation level at all, which is really strange. The poor high priest's worldview has been impacted several times today and has become numb.
In the Shimen, Lin Luoran and Yang Lisha walked through the fog. Going back is more complicated than when they were back. It was not in the 21st century that they opened the door.
The two of them groped in the fog, and after walking for a while, they found another stone gate. They both felt happy and knew they had found the right place.
I was about to open the door, and saw something whizzing past my head, crashing into the mist and disappearing.
"Wooden Classics!" The shape of the leaves of the tree, you can't admit it!
When Yang Lisha touched her body, the secret path was not good, and Lin Luoran was going to chase, but she was held by the banshee.
"It's useless, the time difference is only a few seconds. It is a different gate of time and space from what we walked through..."
Lin Luoran was stunned, and Yang Lisha suddenly stopped as she said. Could it be because of them that the wood essence books are lost? Oh my God, this broken history was created by the two of them-they are now Zhuang Zhou, or butterflies... The meaning of crossing two thousand and six hundred years ago, isn't it really just a day trip?