After sitting in the restaurant for half an hour, Lin Huang finally ...... Kicked out!

I really sat for a long time, and I didn't order anything else.

Dog stuff that occupies the pit and doesn't poop.

In Zhongzhou, where every inch of land is valuable, how can Lin Huang sit here and fool around.

Lin Huang, who was kicked out of the restaurant, glanced back, then rolled up his sleeves and left. If he was a few years younger, he might have bought this restaurant with Shang Julu's money.

Now it's just a smile, but I think it's funny.

And then......

Lin Huang didn't know where to go!

Although he had always been looking forward to Zhongzhou in his heart, he was still a little dazed when he suddenly appeared in Zhongzhou as soon as he opened his eyes.

Then Lin Huang let go of the confusion in his heart and walked on the incomparably prosperous Zhongzhou Street.

Until now, he has a feeling of being in a different world.

After all, he spent three years in a deep sleep.

His memory of the previous moment was still in the Taixuan Domain.

Stay in the fall of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, stay in the ancient battlefield, stay in the tomb of Emperor Qin Changsheng, and stay in the realm of the Martial Emperor.

And a turn of the head.

He went around in the Western Heaven Buddha Country, went to the Wolf Juxu Divine Domain, and when he opened his eyes, he appeared in Zhongzhou.

He also stepped into the peak of the Martial Saint realm.

It can even be said that half of his feet have stepped into the realm of the Holy King, wearing an immortal body, hiding several legendary peerless martial arts, and several martial spirits.

Everything, everything.

It's a bit of a dream!

He needed a little time to settle himself down a little.

At the end of the bustling streets and alleys of Zhongzhou, Lin Huang dressed in white and walked slowly......

Until dawn was about to appear, Lin Huang suddenly squatted down. He squatted beside the winding river, touched the river with one hand, and smiled slightly:

"On the way forward, you will have to go alone! But you must be careful, don't be caught and boiled...... We'll see you in a few years!"

In the quiet and gentle river, Lin Huang's fingertips touched the head of the little black dragon.

The little black dragon raised his eyes and looked at Lin Huang, wagged his tail, like a little girl who didn't have much emotion, turned his head angrily and left......

Looking at the little black dragon that gradually disappeared in the water, Lin Huang rolled up his sleeved robe, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The little black dragon can be regarded as a great opportunity in his life.

The battle in the Eastern Spirit Realm was the first time he faced Liu Cangsheng and the first time he really rose......

Without the little black dragon, he would not have the Blue Dragon Holy Body.

It is impossible to comprehend the mystery of space so quickly.

And......

In fact, the most powerful thing about the little black dragon is not these.

It's luck!

The little black dragon was originally transformed by the dragon veins of mountains and rivers. Dragon Vein...... It's luck!

The theory of luck is mysterious and mysterious. But no warrior dares to say that there is no such thing as luck in this world, and no one dares to ignore the existence of luck.

It can invisibly turn evil into good fortune and make people rise in adversity.

This kind of power may be more terrifying than dominating the world, more than the immortal body, and more domineering than the world!

At least, after so many years of companionship, Lin Huang has already regarded this guy as an extremely important partner, and now he is a little reluctant to let him leave.

But the departure of the little black dragon is imperative!

The dragon returns to heaven and earth, this is the right way!

Only in this way can it grow indefinitely......

Moreover, the most important thing is that Lin Huang has always had a faint feeling in his heart-

- The Heavenly Shura in the body has thoughts about the little black dragon!

Lin Huang was very panicked.

Legend......

Shura feeds on dragons!

On the horizon, the dawn is dawning.

Lin Huang clapped his hands and got up, his big sleeves fluttered forward, the whole person reflected the morning sun, and his pace seemed to be a lot brisker.

It seems that he has a thousand burdens on his shoulders, and it is nothing.

The days went by day by day.

One thing at a time!

The battle of the great world does not require the enemy of the whole world, but to regard everyone as one's opponent. The most important thing is to recognize yourself.

Who am I?

Where am I? Hurry

What am I going to do?

These three questions are the ones that all Buddhists, Taoists, and Confucians have woken up to...... And Lin Huang now understands.

These are the three notorious mountains that all martial artists must face if they want to enter the Saint King realm!

If you can't figure it out......

Then get some sleep.

Think about it when you wake up.

So...... Lin Huang, who first entered Zhongzhou, became a little more chic and relaxed after a night of confusion and entanglement.

Day by day, like a ranger, wandering around the ancient city of Zhongzhou with his hands shaken his hands.

When you are tired of shopping, find a restaurant to sleep in.

If you are tired, change cities!

......

Time passed quietly.

It's a month in the blink of an eye.

In this month, Lin Huang slept in thirteen cities......

It wasn't until in this month's time, when his Tree of Mood gradually glowed, and he began to truly sense the existence of a trace of heaven and earth coercion, that Lin Huang stopped slightly.

He began to touch the threshold of the Holy King.

This speed was already very fast, but Lin Huang felt that something was wrong...... He is such a genius, and he is a little unaccustomed to it for a while. He heard that the four young emperors had been born and had stepped into the realm of the Holy King.

I stepped into the realm of the Holy King so quickly, it would be too shameful for them.

And......

Midstate has a lot of secrets.

Zhongzhou also has a lot of secrets that are not secrets!

When Lin Huang slept in the ninth city, he already had a general understanding of Zhongzhou.

Let's not talk about these for the time being, because there are too many and too many, and it is impossible to fully understand them.

Moreover, the hottest news in Zhongzhou at the moment is not this.

It's still the unavoidable Zhongzhou martial arts!

With the four young emperors stepping into the realm of the Holy King, it is an indisputable fact that the Firmament Continent has once again entered the era of alternating green and yellow.

Whether it is Li Baiyi or Xiao Yishan, the battle of the great world has also quietly kicked off.

And the starting point of that prologue is the one hundred and eight cities of the martial altar!

The so-called one hundred and eight cities of martial arts refer to the one hundred and eight cities close to the martial arts altar in Zhongzhou......

With the Emperor of the Xuantian Divine Clan stepping into the realm of the Holy King more than half a year ago, it heralded the opening of the Zhongzhou Martial Altar. He founded a dojo in Apocalypse City, one of the closest martial arts cities in Zhongzhou!

The so-called dojo can be understood as a force or a sect.

In every era when the green and yellow alternate and the martial arts world opens, the younger generation of Tianjiao will create their own dojos to attract countless talented people.

Because, the people who can create the dojo are all outstanding people.

If they do not die, they will become strong.

Sometimes, following the strong is undoubtedly a shortcut on the path of martial arts' cultivation. So, if there is a dojo, there will be people who will enter the dojo.

The dojo can be understood as a force that belongs exclusively to the younger generation.

It can also be understood as the predecessor of the sect forces in the future......

Therefore, all those who have the heart to the world and want to achieve a great cause will enter the realm of the Holy King as quickly as possible and create a dojo!

But in just half a year......

Outside the martial altar, there are one hundred and eight dojos!

Whether it is the Emperor of the Xuantian Divine Clan.

It is still the relief dust of the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom.

Zhao Lingzhen of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

The demon crack of the Ten Thousand Demon Temple.

They have all created their own dojos.

In addition, there are some young Tianjiao who have never heard of Lin Huang, but who must have a good background, also founded a dojo.

Shen Guichen.

Wang Tiance.

He Xiaolou.

......

One hundred and eight dojos.

One hundred and eight Tianjiao who had stepped into the realm of the Holy King were like one hundred and eight incomparably dazzling stars, shining on the Firmament Continent.

And among these one hundred and eight dojos, Lin Huang found two dojos that interested him very much!

Huangtian Palace!

Deserted!