In order to confirm the thoughts in his heart, Luo Yang took out a Taoist jade, which is recorded in the jade, is a Taoist method called the hand of the moon.

Although Luo Yang’s cultivation at this moment is sealed, only the strength of the spiritual mid-term is in the middle, but after all, the realm is still there. After a sweep of the eye, the trick of the moon’s hand is already remembered.

As his hands continued to squat and the body worked, a round of blue moonlight immediately reflected, and the entire cave was dyed with a blue color.

"effective!"

Seeing that he was able to successfully cast spells, Luo Yang’s look was a joy, and his face was also excited.

Within this illusion, everything is just illusory, but these methods are all true. As long as he can write it down, when the illusion ends, these tactics will become part of his memory, and will not dissipate with the illusion!

"There are thousands of Taoism in the whole city of the Forty-Nine, and there are more than one hundred and ninety in the immortality. In my current identity, although I can't reach the top hundred sects, the rest of the more than 90 sects are You can watch it."

After the thoughts in his mind flashed, Luo Yang took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. The whole person did not hesitate and walked toward the outside of Dongfu.

According to his current memory, all the Taoist temples are in the Temple of Heaven, and the Temple of Heaven is in the Beicheng District of the Forty-Nine City, where the Huangmai family control it. past.

But now it is different. After knowing that the Tao can be preserved, Luo Yang did not hesitate any more. He went straight to the temple and went to the temple. There were many monks on his side, and he was talking about it. Obviously he The mysterious young masters appeared here, making them very surprised.

For those who talked about the monks, Luo Yang naturally ignored it. After stepping into the Temple of Heaven, he entered the penultimate attic directly with his identity token, and there were more than 90 cents.

In the attic, Luo Yang’s knowledge is constantly sweeping. After each flash, the immortality in Yu Jian will be branded. Even if he picks it up, he will accept it directly.

"The more natural things are, the better, whether they can be used or not, first remember it in your mind, after leaving the illusion, some time is sorting out."

While smiling and singularly imprinting the immortality, Luo Yang picked up the little song, no matter what the situation of other monks, just these geniuses, it is already to make Luo Yang worthwhile.

You must know that even if you look at the entire realm of cultivation, the celestial techniques are very rare. Many ancestors will break their heads for it, but now they are like Chinese cabbage, and they are all accepted by Luo Yang. If it is passed. Going out, I am afraid that those who are the peaks of the Taoist ancestors will also be jealous.

After half an hour, when Luo Yang imprinted all the more than 90 sacred jade simplifications, it slowly left.

"First of all these Taoist techniques are recorded. As for the remaining hundred sects, you can only find another way." When he went back in the direction of the Xuanmai family, Luo Yang thought secretly.

But just before he returned to Dongfu, there was a long rainbow galloping. Within Changhong, he was a long-shirted youth. This young man appeared in Luo Yang’s memory and was a child of the Xuanmai family.

"Less master, big things are not good!!"

After seeing Luo Yang, the young man in the long-sleeved shirt screamed and his face was full of anxiety.

"Less Lord, you are going to have a look, the people in the law enforcement team took the younger brother and sister away, saying that she is going to severely punish her!"

The voice of the young man in the long shirt fell, and Luo Yang, who was still calm in his face, suddenly changed his face, and his eyes were chilly.

"The law enforcement team?"

The law enforcement team is composed of four ethnic monks. Their duty is to maintain the daily order of the Xiangong. Only with the decline of the Xuanmai family, there is no right to speak in the law enforcement team. The entire law enforcement team is now yellow. The monks of the pulse family are headed.

"Yes, it is the law enforcement team, the leader is the big son of the Huangmai family, Qinshan!" Seeing Luo Yang's look is not good, the long-shirt youth did not know why his heart trembled, and quickly said.

"Dare to move the younger sisters, their yellow veins are impatient!"

Luo Yang's face was cold, and his mouth snorted. Even if it was a slight glimpse, he noticed something wrong. It seems to be his current identity, and he is very concerned about the younger sister.

"Is it because of the owe?" I don't know why, Luo Yang's heart suddenly thought so.

In the mysterious memory, the younger sister is the neighbor sister who has been sheltering him from the wind and rain. When others think that he is timid and weak, she has been silently supporting him and blocking him from all directions. wind and rain.

"Less Lord, you are still going to check it out. I am afraid that the people of the Huangmai family will really come." Seeing Luo Yang suddenly squatting in the same place, the long-shirt youth worried about it.

"You lead the way in front, I have to look at them, how dare they come together!" After pressing the thoughts in his heart, Luo Yang said with a deep voice.

Whether it is because of mysterious fearlessness, or because he has a good impression of the younger sister, he will not sit idly by.

At the moment, under the guidance of the young man in the gown, the two turned into a Changhong and galloped toward the center of the Forty-Nine City.

The entire city of Sijiu is vast and can be regarded as the center of the area, and only the bronze palace that the lord retreats.

Not far from the bronze palace, there is a white jade plaza that has been opened up. In this white jade plaza, there are four imposing stone carvings. The characters carved are also the four battles under the seat of the emperor. Fairy.

Under the four stone carvings, there were many monks surrounded. They were originally practicing in this square, but they were broken by the arrival of the law enforcement team. They did not leave, and they looked around with excitement.

At the top of the crowd, there are four monks sitting on the high platform. The four men, three men and one woman, although there is no repairing, but the discouragement of the raised hands is still shocking the many disciples below. It is no doubt that the Heavenly Monk is!

"It’s a bit too much to make such a big voice."

Among the four people, the brow of a black robe old man was slightly wrinkled and said slowly.

"Qin is also considering the order in the fairy palace. You are too worried about the emperor."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe. His look was calm and his eyes looked at the Tsing Yi old man among the four, and he was sneer.

It seems that I noticed the gaze of the man in the yellow robe. The old man in Tsing Yi was frowning and had a layer of anger on his face, but he was always silent.

Not far from the three, it seems to occupy the dominant position, it is sitting in a white robe old man. If Luo Yang is here, he will certainly recognize that this old man is on the square of the spirit, the person who preached!