If Lin Luoran knew that a slight move could cause facts that were in line with the history of later generations, she would definitely endure and endure it.

Because she caught Canglang, Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinghu were able to escape, huddled tightly behind Lin Luoran, with a vigilant expression, which showed that they were very afraid of this middle-aged man who called himself "Canglang".

When the high priest saw the stone pagoda where the farce was staged, Rao was the concentration that he had practiced for hundreds of years in stargazing, and he couldn't help the sudden jump of his temples.

Who gave them the power to make trouble inside the Tower of Babel!

Lin Luoran grabbed Canglang and didn't let go, Canglang also asked her for Lingcao, and the two of them retreated step by step, approaching the light of guidance. Yang Lisha stepped forward to pull the rack, and the little green fox ghost cried wolf and pounced, and dragged Xiao Jin.

Three people and two beasts, beyond the group mechanism of the Tower of Babel, so Lin Luoran and Yang Lisha, who came from the same place, took the initiative to judge that they were the same group, and the light of the connection flashed, and the two people and two beasts appeared in the center of the Tower of Babel.

"Open this door, and we'll be able to go back, right?" Lin Luoran couldn't believe it for a while, things were going so smoothly, no matter whether Canglang was Lao Liao or not, he was like a lucky star sent by God.

Feeling a little sorry that she hadn't learned anything else from the ancestor, Yang Lisha still nodded. In her eyes, cultivation is actually not that important, at least compared to spells, she hopes that Ah Wucan will wake up. Therefore, Lin Luoran can't be fine, only she knows the last soul nourishing tree.

The premise of saving Ah Wu is that she must go back alive with Lin Luoran. They had already obtained the Wood Spirit Classic, and they didn't care what Babel could reward, it was already the best reward.

Suddenly a figure appeared above the miracle, and the Babylonians below caused a commotion.

Edith's red lips opened slightly, and she couldn't believe that the tower was standing in the middle of her makeup artist. Lin Luoran looked down, just saw Edith, pushed open the door, the two of them rarely saw each other again, she had a good impression of Edith, but unfortunately after going back, if she wanted to know the news of this one-day friend, she had to turn over a book like "The History of the Development of the Two River Basins", right?

Would the Babylonians, who relied on clay tablets to record their documents, be generous to their princess once and write two more strokes?

Lin Luoran waved at Edith, and a small box fell from her hand, Nebuchadnezzar wanted to shoot it away, Edith shouted softly, and Nebuchadnezzar grabbed the box with his backhand.

It was the magical locket containing various colors of bead powder, Edith grabbed it tightly, and also learned to wave Lin Luoran's hand.

Lin Luoran originally planned to remind her to be careful of her teacher, but instead she thought about it, Princess Medes, who could make Nebuchadnezzar willing to work for her to cultivate the Hanging Garden, would definitely not be mentally retarded except for her appearance, and the matter of their master and apprentice would still be left to the parties concerned.

The Euphrates River flows slowly, the golden wheat swaying in the wind, it is the harvest season, and the city of Babylon is full of yellow, noble gold, low-key soil, and abundant wheat ...... Take another breath of air that is more than 2,600 years old, and they will go back.

Lin Luoran's hand was on the stone door, and there was a "woo" sound behind him, so he delayed for a while, and the waves actually caught up!

"The two little girls are too dishonest, Lord Ben said, how can I not see through your origin at first, it turned out to be a thief from the Tower of Babel!" Canglang covered Yang Lisha's mouth, the banshee's pink face was flushed, and she couldn't stop kicking Canglang.

Canglang screamed, but he also told the origin of Lin Luoran and the others, which surprised her.

Whether it is Lao Liao more than 2,000 years later, or the current Canglang, in Lin Luoran's eyes, there is no cultivation at all, this person actually knows the mystery of the Tower of Babel. Wait, if he is really Lao Liao, wouldn't he have lived for more than 2,000 years, how could such a person not have cultivation, he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right?

The high priest saw that the outsiders had climbed the Tower of Babel, and under the turmoil in his heart, the false saint and the wood spirit ancestor broke free. The two of them came towards the light of the connection, and Canglang smiled: "Hurry up and hand over the spirit grass, otherwise you will be finished." ”

The front and rear feet stepped into the light of the introduction, which should have appeared on different tower floors and in different places, but Canglang has the ability to catch Yang Lisha, who knows if the pseudo-saintess will catch up.

Lin Luoran randomly pulled out a few ginseng plants from the space and threw them to Canglang, these ginseng were the descendants of the ginseng seeds that Lin Luoran got from the Mu Family Seed Company when he first practiced, and now he has been eight or nine years old, counting years a day, and he is really nearly three thousand years old.

Canglang was stunned, he couldn't believe that he had really blackmailed such a good ginseng, as soon as he let go of his hand, Yang Lisha had already broken free from his clamps, the banshee was ashamed and angry, stepped on Canglang fiercely, and pulled Lin Luoran to push open the stone door.

"Don't tell the Pseudo-Saint the secret of the Tower of Babel! Please! Lin Luoran's voice was drowned in the mist, Canglang woke up, he didn't know where he hid the ginseng, and held a paper leaf book with a sad face: "I knew that she was so generous, I shouldn't have stolen this book!" ”

That was the wood spirit book on Yang Lisha's body.

The demon ancestor chased after him, and saw the juniors in the clan disappearing into the mist of the stone gate, and wanted to chase him in, but Canglang took people soft hands and pulled him tightly.

These people were eaten to death by the high priest in the stone tower, and the Wood Spirit Ancestor was still a little jealous of those who dared to ignore the high priest.

"Return the classics of my clan!"

Canglang didn't have the leisure to gag at men, and said coldly: "You say this? I didn't take it from you. "I have to give it back to that little demon, Lord Canglang has never been greedy for small gains, he threw the classics into the fog, the wood spirit ancestor was angry, and when he was about to get the classics back, the stone door slowly closed, cutting off a trace of his divine thoughts.

"Who are you?"

Canglang had a bitter face, this monster was really annoying, he just couldn't remember who he was, so he was so worried. Canglang was furious when he was mentioned as sad, but he couldn't beat him against the Wood Spirit Ancestor, and he could only stare at others with hatred and hatred, and kill people with his eyes and knives.

The pseudo-saint hesitated and pushed open a stone door.

The Wood Spirit Ancestor who passed through the Light of Connection with her was judged to be the same group of people, and was pulled by a strange force and submerged into the stone gate.

Canglang touched a cold sweat, and sincerely felt that these people were really uncute. At least it's not as good as that little girl's cultivation sincerity, if you can see you again, Lord Canglang will definitely give you a big gift, haha, three thousand years of ginseng, it's rare now, not bad.

He was able to pass through the Tower of Babel and ran into the High Priest, who was a step slower.

The high priest has a bad face, and Canglang is somewhat weak-hearted, it seems that he suddenly broke in and disrupted the situation that the high priest controlled well?

"Ah, it is so, High Priest, if you can not blame me for my recklessness, we may have a good conversation about the Tower of Babel...... Definitely don't delay your time, don't think about those two who go in first, they are not dead, they can only teleport to other planets, no matter how big the hatred, it is so far away, you can't care too much, right? ”

The tongue of the waves bloomed with lotus flowers, and dragged the high priest down the Tower of Babel. He shamelessly asked the high priest to send him to the dome, and I don't know which stars he moved, and the Tower of Babel suspended in the air disappeared.

This person, it seems, really knows the Tower of Babel?

It seems that there is no cultivation at all, it is really strange, the poor high priest's worldview has been shocked a few times today, and it has become numb.

In the stone gate, Lin Luoran and Yang Lisha walked through the fog, and it was more complicated to go back than when they came, not to push the door open in the 21st century.

The two groped in the fog, and after walking for a long time, they found another stone door, and they were both happy in their hearts, knowing that they had found the right place.

Just as he was about to push open the door, he saw something whizzing overhead, crashing into the fog and disappearing.

"Wood Spirit Classics!" The shape of the leaves of the tree cannot be mistaken!

Yang Lisha touched her body and secretly said that it was not good, Lin Luoran wanted to chase after her, but was pulled by the banshee.

"It's useless, it's only a few seconds before and after, and it's a different space-time gate from us......"

Lin Luoran was stunned, Yang Lisha suddenly paused as she spoke, is the loss of the Wood Spirit Classics still because of them? Oh my God, this history was created by the two of them - they are now Zhuang Zhou, or are they butterflies...... The meaning of traveling back in time to 2,600 years ago is not really just a day trip, right?