Therefore, Lin Yang recklessly continued watching. He also compared the two, glancing back at Dugu Feng on stage, and finally came to a conclusion: Dugu Feng's figure seemed to be more voluptuous.
However, at that moment, a sharp pain shot through her lower back. Turning around, she saw the innate skill of women everywhere: pinching her waist muscles and then rotating her 360 degrees.
At this moment, Lin Yang felt that the muscles in his waist were about to give way. It has to be said, this is truly a sad story.
After playing around for a while, they looked back and saw that Dugu Feng had already stepped down from the stage, and Shi Feixuan from Cihang Jingzhai was taking the stage next.
This time, Lin Yang naturally didn't dare to be as arrogant as before. Instead, he observed very carefully.
"Feixuan is limited by her comprehension and has only grasped the first four techniques. She has some initial ideas about the last two techniques. She would like to ask for your guidance."
As he spoke, he drew the Color Void Sword from his waist. This sword had been the standard issue for the Cihang Jingzhai sect throughout history, and it contained a great deal of fortune. At the same time, it was also very spiritual.
As the sword danced in the air, an aura of a Grandmaster-level expert emanated from it. This scene stunned countless people!
"Grandmaster!"
"So powerful! Even if she doesn't have the destiny of a true dragon, she must have the destiny of a phoenix. If I were to marry this woman..."
"As expected of Cihang Jingzhai, no wonder they used to always clamor for choosing an emperor on behalf of Heaven. Now it seems they are quite familiar with dragon energy."
Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Shi Feixuan knew that this time, the reputation of Cihang Jingzhai had finally been preserved.
Hearing this, Lin Yang glanced at the crowd below and suddenly smiled, saying, "This second young master of the Li family has the qualities of a dragon and phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and moon. Even if he is not a true dragon, he should be a dragon. Why don't you show us your understanding?"
Upon hearing this, everyone glared fiercely at Li Shimin. What did this mean? "The qualities of a dragon and phoenix, the countenance of the sun and moon!" This was a description of a true dragon emperor, or at least a dragon, a serpent. What did this mean?
Could it be that Lin Yang has a high opinion of the second son of the Li family, and even intends to support him?
No, absolutely not!
At this moment, apart from the overjoyed Cihang Jingzhai and Buddhist members, the rest of the people united in a rare display of solidarity. Their unwavering resolve was this: Li Shimin must absolutely, absolutely not be allowed to become the Son of Heaven.
Otherwise, even disregarding everything else, just the three True Persons Lin, Yang, and Shilong are three Grandmasters. Add to that the Yangzhou City of Shilong and the Li Clan's geographical location in Guanzhong, and with the alliance between the North and South, wouldn't the world be settled?
Seeing this and the fierce looks on everyone's faces, Lin Yang suddenly scratched his head and said apologetically, "By the way, Li Tianfan, Song Shidao, Li Shimin, and... you guys who were the last to wake up, come in with me. The rest of you can leave now."
It has to be said that Lin Yang's actions seemed somewhat like an attempt to cover up the truth. No one present was a fool; everyone felt that Lin Yang was trying to protect Li Shimin.
This time, the way they looked at Li Shimin was even more displeased. The murderous intent in their eyes was enough to make Li Shimin's scalp tingle.
But who's to blame? Lin Yang? Li Shimin dared not. After experiencing the wonders of the Innate Qiankun Skill, he had already accepted in his heart that Lin Yang and the others were immortals descended to earth. But then, who could he blame? He could only accept his bad luck.
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Chapter 88: Recognizing a Beauty by Her Scent? A Night with a Hundred Women, Yet His Gun Remains Unfazed!
Ignoring the noisy crowd outside, Lin Yang carefully observed the second-generation princes in front of him.
In terms of destiny, each of them is comparable to a grandmaster. It can only be said that in the realm of destiny, the feudal lords, or rather the emperors, have an overwhelming advantage.
In fact, if it weren't for Zhang Lu, it would probably have been the ruthless Li Shimin who ultimately unified the country.
However, things may change after today. All it takes is a little favoritism on his part, secretly spreading the word that if nothing unexpected happens, Li Shimin will become the true emperor in six months, and things will certainly get very interesting.
"If you want to do it, do it." After glancing at Li Shimin's extremely high-quality True Dragon Destiny, Lin Yang swallowed hard a few times, then kept reminding himself to wait until some time had passed before absorbing it.
After a moment of hesitation, he spoke up: "Well, you all have quite a bit of dragon energy. I also need to know your identities; you are all sons of some of the most powerful lords in the world."
"Therefore, on the path to becoming a dragon, they are born with a greater advantage than others. Even if they are not a dragon, they are still a dragon." As he spoke, he glanced at Li Tianfan.
"So, in my opinion, if nothing unexpected happens, it's very likely that one of you will be the final choice in six months. Therefore, I've prepared some small gifts for you, and I hope you'll find them helpful," Lin Yang said earnestly.
As for choosing Zhang Lu to become the true emperor six months later, that's perfectly normal, since something unexpected happened. With these compensations, Lin Yang felt that as long as his conscience allowed it, that was enough.
As he spoke, he took out a small booklet and handed it to Li Shimin, saying with a smile, "Shimin, among so many people, I have the highest opinion of you."
"Because your destiny is the best. You're only one step away from becoming a true emperor. In other words, with the same resources, you're progressing faster than them. Of course, there's still a tiny bit of distance to go before you become a true emperor."
“Otherwise, we wouldn’t have had to wait six months; we could have decided today. However, this is also your opportunity. If you can become a true dragon faster than Li Shimin within these six months, then everything is within reach,” Lin Yang said earnestly.
As he spoke, he gave the remaining people an encouraging look, signaling them not to be discouraged and to keep striving.
Seeing this, Song Shidao couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was this encouragement or a blow? As for Li Tianfan, he gave Li Shimin a sinister look, his eyes filled with malice.
Seeing the reactions of the others, and Li Shimin's somewhat wry smile, Lin Yang said directly, "That's right, I did it on purpose. As the saying goes, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight. Shimin, if you want to become the Son of Heaven, then all kinds of trials along the way are indispensable."
“Throughout history, true dragons have all fought countless battles, traversing the entire world. As the saying goes, ‘Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow,’ which speaks to this principle. What I want is a true dragon, not a water dragon. If I fail, it only proves that you are not a true dragon,” Lin Yang said, enunciating each word clearly.
He spoke with a very serious expression. Hearing this, Li Shimin nodded. Indeed, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Why should Lin Yang and the other two help him, Li Shimin? Therefore, he must pass the upcoming test. (Li Shimin felt this was a test.)
Li Tianfan and the others, meanwhile, looked at Li Shimin with growing impatience, yet also with a renewed sense of hope. While Li Shimin was the most likely culprit, their chances weren't small either; all they needed to do was kill him…
"This booklet contains six forms of the Emperor's Sword Technique. This set of Emperor's Sword Technique consists of nine forms. The first six forms are enough to allow you to reach the level of a Grandmaster. With all nine forms used at once, even Yan Fei Lin Fan might not be your match."
"This is a gift to you. I hope you can master these six sword techniques. In addition, this also contains the method for forging the Crimson Sky Sword. After you return, you can forge your own unique Emperor's Sword."
Upon hearing this, Li Shimin instinctively clenched the booklet in his hand. As for Li Tianfan and the others, they were almost going mad. If it weren't for their rationality restraining them, they would have already rushed forward and fought Li Shimin to the death.
"Don't worry, don't look at him like that. If you want it, just grab it after you leave. If you succeed, it means I misjudged him. If you fail, it means I have a good eye," Lin Yang said nonchalantly.
“But Master, isn’t what you’re doing a bit too biased? You’re giving all the good stuff to Li Shimin, how are we supposed to compete for it? We might as well just give up,” Li Tianfan said directly.
Hearing this, Lin Yang smiled and, seeing the somewhat tense expressions on everyone's faces, said, "Alright, since you put it that way, I'll give you some benefits too."
As he spoke, he took out a string of rings. All of these rings were exactly the same in style, size, and specifications.
"This is a storage ring. The method of using it is very simple. It is to bind the owner with blood. The space inside is about ten feet in diameter and contains a thousand catties of spirit rice and a large bucket of spirit dew."
As he spoke, he began distributing them. Each person, including Li Shimin, received one. Upon receiving them, their first reaction was to cut their fingers and begin using these magical artifacts.