Mystic God-level Emperor System

Speaking of Dao Yin, Lin Tinghe looked more and more weird.

"The Dao people really pay attention to the Dao Yin. Those who don't have the Dao Yin will not be able to exert their true power even if they practice the Taoism."

Lin Tinghe nodded with a complicated expression.

"Then why are his methods so strong? How can Dao Fa attainments be superior to you?"

Long Qian and Tao.

Everyone stared at Lin Tinghe, with some curiosity in their hearts.

"Because he has the Dao Yin."

Lin Tinghe sighed: "His ancestors must have a trace of the blood of my Dao clan. Although he is a human clan, he can also practice Dao Fa through his practice, and there is a certain probability that he can condense the Dao Seal."

"No wonder."

Yuwen Chenghao nodded slowly, his expression solemnly: "I want to come to him, just like you, belong to the Daozi level in the Dao Clan, right? Dao Gongyin is condensed?"

"For... yes."

Lin Tinghe nodded slowly.

He didn't want to tell everyone the truth.

He has left a message to his master about the matter of the Supreme Dao Yin, and he will decide what to do when his master visits and friends return.

I already know about it when I want to come to the Dao clan, and there is a high probability that someone will persuade the other party to join the Dao clan, and it has nothing to do with the human race.

If the other party really joins the Dao clan at that time, it is considered one's own, and it will naturally be unfavorable to expose that he has the Supreme Dao Seal.

"Forget it, let's not mention this disappointing thing, we still have a task to do, let's say goodbye."

Long Qianyu curled his lips, clasped his fist towards Lin Tinghe.

The others also clasped their fists, and then left together.

The True Dragon Academy has its own small circle, and they are all saints of whatever origin they are from, and naturally they will not bring Lin Tinghe with them, even if the opponent's methods are not weaker than them.

Lin Tinghe looked at the five people's backs and couldn't help but let out a sneer, his heart becoming more determined to be promoted to the saint as soon as possible.

Only when you become a saint can you truly be respected by the powerful of all races, at least, you will no longer be contemptuous.

...

"Mother, on the Yaozu side, which of your friends is looking after Junjun?"

Su Han randomly found a restaurant, and after a few people took their seats, he asked curiously.

"Don't worry, my mother's friend is very reliable. He is a friend of life and death. If you are not at ease, mother will take you over and take a look.

However, Junjun has no memory of you. If you want to take her away, it may not be a good thing for her. "

Qing Chen laughed.

"Since it is a life-and-death acquaintance, the boy is relieved.

When this happened, the boy and mother went to the Yaozu together.

If she has the habit of staying on the side of the Yaozu, just follow her. "

Su Han nodded slightly.

"What's up here? What else do you have here?"

Qing Chen was a little curious.

"It's still unclear for the time being, so let's stay for a while."

Su Han smiled.

This is the Zhoutian King City, so he naturally wouldn't tell the troubles that the Nanhua Saint had to come to the Zhoutian King's Mansion, lest the walls have ears.

A few days later.

Someone from the Zhoutian Academy came to the inn and gave Su Han an invitation.

The content of the invitation was to invite Su Han to go to Zhou Tian Wang's Mansion to listen to the great son Song Yu's lecture tomorrow.

After seeing this invitation card, Qing Chen looked a little strange and asked in a low voice:

"You stay here, isn't it related to that person?"

She didn't dare to call Song Yu's name directly. After all, the other party was the Great Sage, and it was very likely that she would gain insight into the conversation between the two.

Su Han was silent for a few breaths, then nodded slightly.

A look of worries appeared in Qing Chen's eyes: "You also know that the human race in the Earth Immortal Realm has completely declined at the beginning, is it related to that?"

Su Han nodded again.

Qing Chen immediately said: "Listen to my mother's advice, your current cultivation level can't compete with that kind of existence, leave this place quickly, don't think about it, good practice is the only thing."

Su Han was silent for a while, and Transsion explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Only then did Qing Chen know what Su Han's real purpose was in Zhou Tian Wangcheng.

She looked weird and said: "Even so, it won't help if you stay here. The Bei Cang Mountain guy is planning... to die."

"Now that I know this, no matter what the outcome is, I should stay here.

No matter how good it is, the enshrined jade plate of Nangan Longjun Mansion can also play a role. "

Su Han shook his head slightly.

Seeing that his persuasion was useless, Qing Chen could only sigh, and then said: "I originally planned to leave here today. In that case, I will wait for tomorrow."

...

The next day.

Su Han and the three came to Zhou Tian Wang's Mansion. Today, there is a loud voice, and there are constantly strong Xuan Ding clan coming in from all sides.

Among those strong men, Su Han saw the existence of many sages with the breath of saints. The great saints are also willing to listen to the lectures. This also has a huge impact on their cultivation and the future direction of cultivation. help.

At the door, Su Han ran into a group of students from Zhoutian Academy, and Song Ci was among them. After seeing Su Han, a coldness flashed in her eyes, without saying hello or saying hello, and went straight into the palace.

"Sister Song Ci, who is Qing Chen's son? Nangan's worship of Longjun Mansion?"

Next to Song Ci, a young man glanced at Su Han and asked Song Ci in a low voice.

Song Ci nodded and said, "It's him."

"Interesting, I never thought that Qing Chen had already given birth to a child, and I still consider her to be..."

When the young man finished speaking, he saw Song Ci looking at him, he couldn't help but smiled and stopped speaking.

"Huh, the Taoist Wuxin is here too?"

Lin Tinghe appeared at the gate of the palace, and after seeing Su Han, he took the initiative to say hello.

"You are a disciple of the True Dragon Academy, how come you are here."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"It's so rare for the Great Sage to give lectures. Even in the True Dragon Academy, there will not be a Great Sage willing to explain the essence of martial arts to us in a few years."

Lin Tinghe smiled, "I happened to be here a few days ago and planned to leave after listening.

Wuxindao stays here for a long time, is it also for today? "

"That's it."

Su Han smiled.

After that, he handed the invitation card in his hand to the servant at the gate of the palace. The other party verified it, and walked away indifferently.

Upon seeing this, Lin Tinghe also handed over his invitation.

As long as you have a certain status, you can get invitations. Today, you can enter even without invitations, but you can only sit on the floor and there will be no special seats.

Because Qing Chen and Long Xiaojiao didn't have invitations, Su Han was led to a seat on the high platform by a special person, and the two of them could only stand with the crowd.

"coincidence."

Lin Tinghe sat down beside Su Han.

Su Han smiled, "Yes."

"A lot of big people came today."

Lin Tinghe raised his eyes and looked at the high platform in the middle. The people sitting there were all saints, saints in charge of luck.

The aura radiated from each body made the quasi-sage feel unmatched.

"Forty or fifty, indeed quite a few."

Su Han nodded slightly.

The saints greeted each other and chatted calmly, and he also saw Elder Chang in it.

Not long.

The place where Su Han is is already full of people. The lowest cultivation level is also the first stage of the quasi-sage. Being able to sit here is no longer a ranking of seniority based on cultivation level. Everyone has a special background. Lin Tinghe also saw many acquaintances. When he was talking with those acquaintances, Su Han's gaze was in the crowd below, looking for the trace of the Nanhua Saint.