For most people, this is a longing and unattainable misty dream.
But for Huo Linhou, it seemed to take it for granted.
After attending the banquet prepared by the Haotian city guard himself, this powerful man was personally sent by the leader of Zhang Longyun to pick up the stars.
Along the way, he was like going to a neighbor's house for a simple meal, without any feeling of flattery at all, and he didn't even say a few words.
It wasn't until the fifth attic of the Star Cultivation Building that this world-famous man who did not put anyone in his eyes finally asked Zhang Longyun next to him:
"How many people live here?"
Zhang Longyun quickly understood what Huo Lin Hou meant, and replied: "Master Hou, so far, among the martial artists of this class who are eligible to stay in the Star Picking Tower, there are only two people except you."
it is good.
Huo Linhou nodded, and the waveless gaze seemed to take a long look at the two lit attics in the distance, stopped talking, and walked into the fifth attic.
After resigning, that Zhang Longyun came to the road outside Qingyunju. He actually looked back at the ten fairy palaces in the sky behind him, and said with emotion: "This place hasn't changed for a long time..."
Next to him, the team had been following one of the black armored guards behind Zhang Longyun and said, "Big Brother, could it not be that I remembered the days when you lived in it."
"Hehe..." Zhang Longyun glanced back at the twelve guards behind him, and laughed: "So what... The current situation is the best for you and my brothers who can never make it to heaven." It’s the end. Don’t look at this Huo Linhou at this moment, but I’m afraid that in the next few heavens, it may not be comparable to our brothers."
"Brother wise!" The twelve people nodded together, their voices full of conviction for Zhang Longyun.
"By the way, how is that kid named Lin Yang?" The emotional expression on Zhang Longyun's face instantly disappeared, and he changed into a cold expression.
"I sent someone to follow him all the time." The personal guard replied just now: "That kid is so clever, he actually changed to two Haotian coins and stayed at the old man Tianshu."
"Oh? He found that old fellow?" Zhang Longyun seemed to have some extra emotions about the name Tianshu, and said coldly: "Huo Linhou is the one chosen by the city guard after all, so we still have to save people's face. Take care of everything, this Lin Yang shouldn’t last a few days. Once he breaks the rules, he will be arrested as soon as possible... Um... Let’s send it directly to the [Death Mine]."
"Yes, brother, don't worry about leaving it to me."
"it is good!"
Zhang Longyun nodded and led people away.
For him, cleaning up a Lin Yang is no different from trampling an ant to death.
He doesn't even need to use any tricks. In his opinion, a sea-breaking guy, even if he has some skills, can't last at most three days in today's Vast Sky City! !
At that time, naturally there will be a terrible purgatory cave that can torture Lin Yang to death.
but…
It was this little bug that could be easily cleaned up in Zhang Longyun's eyes. After entering the Haotian City the second day, he began his impressive journey to the sky.
…
The next day, Lin Yang left the old man Tianshu's house early.
Leaving with him, there are also those who live in the rat cage.
Lin Yang could feel a kind of despair and sadness from their bones from their numb expressions, as if a new day was for them, but it was the beginning of a long period of torment...
Where are they going
How do they get Haotian Coins
All this is an unknown mystery to Lin Yang, but he doesn't have the time to consider these now, because the amount of Haotian coins in his current purse has been zero.
He must use the fastest time to solve his own survival problem in Haotian City.
"Little brother, I hope I can see you tonight!"
The jokes of the old man Tianshu still echoed in his ears, but Lin Yang had already walked to Tianqiao Street, where there was already a flow of people, alone.
Mingxin Na Nizi disappeared early, saying that she was going out to make money for Lin Yang, so that Lin Yang could experience the carelessness of being a little white face.
This was Hong Guoguo's provocation, Lin Yang smiled bitterly and ignored it, but he was already ready to start his livelihood plan.
On Tianqiao Street, busy and exhausted warriors, shrewd and marketable merchants, Haotian coins related to life and blood and sweat circulate in everyone’s palms. All of this is like a huge skynet, which will bring everyone to life. Stuck firmly inside, squeezing everyone's energy and vitality.
Lin Yang is trying to survive in this terrifying king.
He walked in strides, his eyes constantly searching for something.
Soon, he found a palm-sized empty space at the feet of two second-story shops. The space was not large, but it had already met his needs.
With a light wave of his hand, an ordinary pitch-black iron case appeared in front of Lin Yang, with seven circular grooves of different sizes, forming the shape of the Big Dipper on the case, exuding a thick mystery. secret.
Seven inscription pens of different lengths lie quietly on the right side of the case, like seven peerless gods, waiting for their masters to use them to sway a gorgeous picture of the country.
The pedestrians on the road saw Lin Yang's movements at the moment one after another.
People seemed to be curious, but no one stopped.
Of course they have seen all kinds of roadside stalls, but they just pulled out a table on the side of the road and wanted to draw inscriptions on the spot, which is still a bit whimsical.
No matter in any realm, inscription art is an advanced skill that only a few people can master.
A small inscription that communicates the psychic powers of the heavens and the earth, and shows the mysterious and magical powers. It must be a KitKat skill that can be mastered after a long inheritance and experience.
For these venerable masters from all major realms in Haotian City, ordinary low-level runes are inconspicuous. Only the eighth and ninth-level yellow-level inscriptions may be of some use to them. High-level mysterious inscriptions are naturally very popular, but there are no more than three inscribers in the entire Haotian City who can paint mysterious inscriptions, and the price is even more exaggerated to an outrageous degree.
Therefore, whether it is Lin Yang’s appearance or his seemingly only the cultivation level of the sea-breaking realm, no one will associate him with a powerful inscriber, and it will last more than ten minutes. No one came to Lin Yang's long black case and stopped.
A black shadow lurking in the corner, looking at Lin Yang's embarrassing situation, the corners of his mouth twitched coldly.
Wu Tian, one of the many black armored guards of Vast Sky City, had been following Lin Yang for a whole day. At this moment, watching Lin Yang's seemingly funny actions from afar, he felt endless sneers and mockery in his heart.
"This idiot, thinks this place is... Can the inscription technique of the three-legged cat want to gain a foothold in Vast Sky City? Dream it!!"
He didn't know where the kid in front of him had offended the leader. He only knew that every poor worm who was blacklisted by the leader Zhang would die miserably in the end.
This fool named Lin Yang is no exception.
kindness
Wait a minute, what is he doing
Just when Wu Tianxin had silently pronounced a tragic fate for Lin Yang, suddenly, the figure in the blue shirt in the distance actually moved.
I saw that he summoned some materials that he didn't know what kind of materials from the ring in his hand, and simply blended them on the inscription table in front of him, then used an inscription pen dipped in a thick inscription spice, and placed it in the air. Swish outline.
this is! !
Wu Tian's eyes widened suddenly.
The mysterious thing happened.
In front of the blue shirt youth, there were eight large characters floating in the void, like a spell of a god, exuding a long-lasting divine light, shocking the passers-by who came and went next to him.
"Fa Yu Tiandi, Ming controls common people!"
The powerful characters, implied inscriptions of the most logical words, plus this magical scene like magic, all of a sudden attracted a lot of onlookers, one by one, surrounded by Lin Yang's inscription platform. Pointing and pointing something.
How can this be
How could the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condense into words, and it can last for a long time
Wu Tian was stupid.
He didn't understand inscriptions, and he had never seen such a strange and gorgeous method. Lin Yang suddenly became a little elusive in his eyes.
He forcibly explained to himself in his heart: "Maybe it's just a superficial method in inscription art. It's an inscription master, but it's just the kid's trick of sensationalism..."
The reason why he thinks this way is because he doesn't want to believe that an immature teenager who is nearly ten years younger than him can not only embark on this road to the sky, but is also a hidden master of inscriptions.
This makes him feel particularly incompetent...
Especially when he chose to wear this black armor and gave up his dream of ascending to the sky, Lin Yang's young but dazzling performance would even arouse the jealousy in his heart.
It must be pretending to be a fool!
Certainly no one will really go to him to engrave some hell inscription! !
Wu Tian cursed silently in his heart.
The situation seems to be exactly what he said. Although Lin Yang's gorgeous performance has successfully attracted people's attention, after a full meal, no one has actually stepped forward to reach a deal with Lin Yang.
Because of the distance, Wu Tian didn't know what Lin Yang was talking to the crowd in front of him.
He could only see Lin Yang's indifferent expression, the gently opened lips, and the expressions of surprise or mockery with those around him, but no one was willing to trust Lin Yang and asked the latter to act.
This kid has no play...
Looking at all this, Wu Tian seemed to be satisfied with the jealousy in his heart.
But after ten minutes, he saw the situation change again.