Time is rising.

Several years have passed since Yang Lin and the others went to Biluo Heavenly Palace.

In the course of several years.

With the Heavenly Spirit Pill refined by Ge Hong, the number of celestial beings in Dashang once again ushered in a qualitative change, except for the Creation Dao Gate and the White Emperor City.

The remaining Ethereal Five Families were also completely integrated into the Great Shang, and the South China Sea Islands were also completely incorporated into the territory of the Great Shang, and today's Great Shang can also be truly called the First Dynasty.

Morning song.

In the Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Yang Guang was reviewing the recital submitted by the cabinet.

It was at this time.

Suddenly.

The fortunes of Dashang shook suddenly, and the entire palace began to shake.

"What is this?" Feeling the change in the fortunes of the country, Yang Guang put down the fold in his hand and stood up suddenly.

In Yang Guang's sight, among the national fortunes, the purple pillar of luck belonging to Yuwen Chengdu increased instantly.

Yang Guang's eyebrows furrowed, and he slowly walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

In the sky, the golden dragon of great business luck condensed and roared in the sky above Dashang, and the phantom of Jiuding continued to rise and fall in the national fortune.

Lightning! The clouds are shrouded!

Drops of rain fell from the sky and scattered among the merchants.

Yang Guang slowly stretched out his palm.

"Zhang Rang!"

"The slave is here!" Zhang Rang quietly appeared behind Yang Guang.

"Xuan Cabinet scholars, Zhenbei Wang, and Wu Wang enter the palace to face the saint!" Yang Guang commanded in a deep voice.

With the improvement of the academy and the imperial examination, there is no longer a need for Yang Su to sit in Shanbei Province in person, and after Yang Lin left, Yang Su took over the duties of Yang Lin's governor.

"Yes, Emperor!" Zhang Rang's figure slowly disappeared in front of Yang Guang.

Yang Guang slowly stretched out his palm, and after touching the palm with the rain falling from the sky, Yang Guang's face showed a hearty laugh.

"God bless the Great Merchant!"

The rain falling in the sky is not just ordinary rain, but in this rain, it is mixed with a faint aura.

The fortunes of the country and the country are mutually reinforcing.

If the country is strong, the national fortune will naturally be strong, and if the national fortune is strong, the country will also be strong, and today's aura rain is the embodiment of the growth of the national fortune of the big business

……

Biluo Heavenly Palace.

Hundred Battle Peaks.

Yuwen Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and the thunder light surrounding his body was instantly gathered into his body.

And when Yuwen Chengdu stood up, a terrifying aura permeated from Yuwen Chengdu's body.

"Hahaha, what a worthy apprentice of this seat! In just five years, the sea of qi has been condensed! With a burst of laughter, Wan Zhentao appeared in front of Yuwen Chengdu and looked at Yuwen Chengdu in front of him with a satisfied face.

In Biluo Heavenly Palace five years ago, at the entry conference, although Yuwen Chengdu and Yang Lin were in their favor, only Yuwen Chengdu worshiped his own Baizhan Peak, and Yang Lin worshiped Taiyi Peak.

But to be able to receive this disciple of Yuwen Chengdu, Wan Zhentao is extremely satisfied, his talent is amazing, and his combat power is outstanding.

"Meet the Peak Lord!" After Yuwen Chengdu put away his momentum, he saluted to Wan Zhentao's disciple.

"No need to be polite."

"Peak Master, today's disciple condenses the sea of qi, and he still wants to return to Dashang!" A flash of thunder flashed in Yuwen Chengdu's eyes.

"Big business?" Wan Zhentao's brows furrowed slightly.

For his disciple, Wan Zhentao is indescribably satisfied, but there is also something dissatisfied, that is, Yuwen Chengdu is too concerned about the big business where he was at the beginning.

It's not just Yuwen Chengdu.

The same is true of Yang Lin of Taiyi Peak, Yuan Tiangang of Yuling Peak, Lu Miaozi of Lingzhu Peak, and Liu Bowen of Deacon Peak.

In Wan Zhentao's view, with Yuwen Chengdu's talent, he will definitely be able to step into Sendai in the future, a dynasty that is just a desolate land, where is it worthy of Yuwen Chengdu's care.

"I've agreed!" Wan Zhentao said with a deep groan. "I'll accompany you to a big business!"

It's better to be blocked than to be sparse.

When Yuwen Chengdu City achieves Sendai, he will naturally understand the truth that the mere dynasty is not worth caring about at all.

"Lord Xie Feng!" Yuwen Chengdu saluted to Wan Zhentao.

Even if Yuwen Chengdu condenses the sea of qi now, if you want to use the Flying Immortal Boat in the Biluo Heavenly Palace, it is not enough to qualify.

What's more important is that there are countless big demons and big demons in the demon sea, if there is no strong person above the law level, even if you take the Flying Immortal Boat, there may be an accident.

"Since you are going to return to Dashang, this seat will bring Taiyi Peak Yang Lin and the others!" Wan Zhentao said to Yuwen Chengdu.

"Lord Xie Feng!"

……

Taiyi Peak.

Leng Changqi is preaching for Yang Lin, just as Wan Zhentao values Yuwen Chengdu, Leng Changqi also attaches great importance to Yang Lin.

In addition to his talent, Yang Lin also took care of Taiyi Peak in an orderly manner, even many disciples in Taiyi Peak who were still above Yang Lin were convinced.

In Taiyi Peak, a large part of the affairs were transferred to Yang Lin's hands.

"Hahaha!"

"Cold old ghost, this seat knows you're here!" Just when Leng Chang abandoned his preaching, Wan Zhentao turned into a rainbow light.

"Wan Lao Ghost, what is the matter with you coming to my Taiyi Peak?" Leng Changqi said coldly to Wan Zhentao.

"Meet the Lord of the Hundred Battles Peak!" Yang Lin got up and saluted Wan Zhentao with a disciple.

"It's not a big deal!" Wan Zhentao said with a big grin. "It's just that my disciple Yuwen Chengdu is now condensing the sea of qi ......"

"Yang Lin." Wan Zhentao's eyes fell on Yang Lin.

"Yuwen Chengdu entered my Biluo Heavenly Palace with you, and now Yuwen Chengdu has condensed the sea of qi, and you are still in the eightfold of heaven and man. If you are willing to transfer to my Hundred Battle Peak, within three years, how about the old man guarantee that you will be able to condense the sea of qi? ”

"Get out!" Seeing that Wan Zhentao was immortal to Yang Lin's thief, Leng Changqi let out a cold cry from his mouth.

"Leng old ghost, Yang Lin stayed in your Taiyi Peak, which is simply a delay in time." Wan Zhentao said hesitantly. "Instead of staying in your Taiyi Peak and wasting your talent, why don't you join me in Baizhan Peak!"

"Wan Lao Ghost!"

"Do you really think that this seat is afraid of you?" Leng Changqi said angrily.

"If I don't talk about it, can't I?" Wan Zhentao didn't bother to bother with Leng Chang.

"I came to you today because my disciple Yuwen Chengdu gathered the sea of qi and prepared to return to his homeland Dashang, Yang Lin and Yuwen Chengdu are also from Dashang, and they are also princes of Dashang."

"I thought it would be better to let Yang Lin and Yuwen Chengdu return together, with this seat, there will be no problems!" Wan Zhentao patted his chest and said.

"Thank you, Lord of the Hundred Battles Peak!" Hearing Wan Zhentao's words, Yang Lin bowed to Wan Zhentao and thanked him.

With the opportunity to be able to return to Dashang, Yang Lin naturally didn't want to miss it, after all, it had been five years since he and the others left Dashang, and he didn't know what happened to Dashang and His Majesty.