Tang Xuanming left Lin'an, where he was drunk and dreamed of death, and the extravagance of the capital of the Great Song Dynasty made him staggered, and once made him think that he had returned to Shanghai in the later world.

Regardless of technology, prosperity and order, this peak level is not inferior to that of later generations of steel cities.

Tang Xuanming didn't stay here for long, and after a cursory sightseeing, he left here with dozens of carriages.

In his bosom was about the appointment of the privy councillor.

The inconspicuous seal letter and tiger talisman allowed him to control the entire army of the Great Song Dynasty, and he gently pinched the tiger talisman that could be coveted by countless people.

Listening to the sound of the galloping war horses not far away, Tang Xuanming smiled mockingly.

He came out of Lin'an this time with a thousand Praetorian Guards, and Guo Jing fought to the death in Xiangyang City, but he didn't get the aid of a single soldier, which was really a huge mockery.

Sitting in the carriage, looking back at the city that had reached the peak of prosperity in this era, it was like a dreamy empty flower, and above the city, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe looked at it from a distance.

Tang Xuanming turned his head firmly, looked in the direction of Xiangyang City, and asked, "How long will it take to get to Xiangyang City?"

A general in armor who had been hovering next to Tang Xuanming's frame carefully drove his horse side by side with Tang Xuanming, but he was faintly one position behind, and said respectfully: "Return to the Privy Envoy, there is still about half a month away." ”

"Hmm!"

Tang Xuanming nodded, returned to the bumpy carriage, and opened a wooden box beside him, which contained a century-old ginseng coveted by countless martial arts people.

It was a treasure that countless wealthy businessmen and wealthy families could not ask for, and it could be used to hang their lives.

Tang Xuanming broke off a piece casually, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it in his stomach, the bitter taste exploded on the tip of his tongue.

The golden divine dragon hovering in his heart spit out a burst of essence, Tang Xuanming's eyes were slightly closed, his chest and abdomen were lying together, his lips moved slightly, and his nostrils opened slightly.

A thick white mist could be seen condensing between his mouth and nose, as if it had appeared before the Ant Emperor method was introduced.

With the essence spit out by the golden divine dragon in his heart and the countless precious medicinal materials he had swallowed these days, Tang Xuanming walked here step by step.

The precious medicinal materials accumulated by the Great Song Dynasty for hundreds of years were swept away by him, and the noble emperor tried the effect of Jiaolong's inner guts, and with a stroke of his pen, he even collected and packed all the precious medicinal materials in Lin'an City, and let Tang Xuanming take them away, for fear that this celestial man would be hungry.

The dozens of carriages that Tang Xuanming carried were all filled with precious medicinal materials.

He believed that with the help of so many precious medicinal herbs, combined with the essence qi spewed out by his body, it would not be long before the Ant Emperor Method could be introduced.

His cultivation realm is destined to be a thousand miles in the future.

In this great era of the gradual decline of martial arts, he believes that if he is given a certain amount of time, no one will be his opponent.

At the head of Lin'an City, Zhao Yun looked at the smoke and dust that kept leaving, and with that smoke and dust left, it was not only the celestial who had descended, but also the fear and uneasiness that had been pressing on his heart.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood respectfully beside Zhao Yun, without saying a word, even if he was the contemporary Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, the Taoist prestige was extremely grand, and it could even affect the entire Daomen, in front of Zhao Yun, everything seemed insignificant.

"I heard that you have achieved great Qi Vision, and you can tell a person's luck from his face. ”

Zhao Yun's face was expressionless, his voice was calm and slow, soft as a woman, but the middle-aged man didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, and there were even faint beads of sweat dripping on his forehead.

He bowed down and answered, "Nine times out of ten." ”

"Then look at the man in the carriage just now, how is his luck?"

The sweat on the middle-aged Taoist's head became more and more, and Zhao Yun never looked back, but the pressure on him became more and more.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's too expensive. ”

In fact, in his eyes, it was not only indescribably expensive, the young man who had just left here was surrounded by a dragon with a majestic aura, and he even saw a five-clawed golden dragon circling in the void.

If it weren't for the fact that he had repeatedly confirmed that Zhao Yun beside him was the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, he once suspected that that young man was the master of this land.

The smoke and dust had disappeared from view, and Zhao Yun finally stopped looking, but turned his head and looked at the middle-aged Taoist who was sweating profusely, and asked in a gentle tone: "It's unspeakably expensive, how expensive is it?

The middle-aged Taoist was even more uncomfortable at this time, and under Zhao Yun's gentle gaze, he seemed to be in hell.

Zhao Yun didn't urge, quietly waiting for the Taoist leader's answer.

In a dilemma, blessed to the soul, this Taoist remembered the rumors of the birth of the heavenly man a few days ago, he did not witness it with his own eyes, but the Taoist people in Lin'an City swore that they saw the heavenly man riding a dragon to come to the world that day.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist said with a straight face: "The aura is ethereal, and the luck of the mortal world and the luck of the heavens cannot be compared." ”

He didn't say a word, as a god stick, once he said that he died, there was no way to do it, if he guessed wrong, in front of the Ninety-Five Supreme, he would naturally lose his feelings, and the future would not be easy.

"Oh, is that so?"

Zhao Yun's tone couldn't hear joy and anger, but the middle-aged Taoist who had always been good at dealing with these dignitaries and nobles secretly fell to the ground, knowing that his previous guess was right.

This level is in the past.

Now when his mind was relaxed, the ninety-five supreme and faint opening made his heart that he had just put down lift.

"I'm very curious, what did Celestial Master Zhang just see, why the Celestial Master who used to be clever and eloquent in the past is so confused today, this is not like the demeanor of a Dao Sect leader. ”

The middle-aged Taoist broke out in a cold sweat again, and he didn't dare to answer at all, but Zhao Yun's bright eyes were still staring at him, obviously asking for an answer.

Thinking of the legend about that celestial man, and thinking of the news from the Taoist disciple in the Qin Heavenly Prison, the middle-aged Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Poor Dao saw a five-clawed golden dragon surrounding that young man and guarded him. ”

Zhao Yun didn't make an evaluation, just looked back, looked in the direction where Tang Xuanming disappeared, and muttered, "Is that really the case?"

Tang Xuanming insisted on leaving the imperial city, but he was saved many times, and he only stayed in the imperial city for five days.

During this period, the inner pill of the dragon was examined by countless imperial doctors, and no one could see the origin of the inner pill.

Only one of the beards and hair was white, and the oldest imperial doctor hesitated and said, "It may be the gall of the worm." ”

The Snake is also a snake!

When Zhao Yun asked, the imperial doctor was a little unsure, shook his head and said, "But I've never seen such a big dragon." ”

And after Zhao Yun soaked the wine with Jiaolong's inner pill, the effect was indeed extraordinary, and the jar of wine had already been treasured by him, and no one dared to touch it.

"Celestial!"

Zhao Yun whispered, finally stopped thinking about this aspect, and turned around and went back to the palace.