Yang Zhen didn't know much about deducing Tianji, because it was the patent of Daluo Jinxian. Yang Zhen, a little first-class monk, wanted to come into contact with something at which level, was tens of thousands of years early. However, Yang Zhen also knew that once he learned to deduce Tianji, he could calculate everything he wanted to know by just counting his fingers.

Therefore, when Lan Yue found herself, Yang Zhen felt frightened, afraid that Lan Deng would come over.

However, when Lan Yue said, it seemed that someone had covered up the secret of heaven for him. Lan Yue could not count his position, and Lan Deng could not count his...

The scene of that night appeared in Yang Zhen's mind.

The moment the second Dinghai Bead was about to come, Yang Zhen summoned the Dragon Eagle body and turned it into the appearance of a world-class god cat. Yang Zhen's soul urged the world-class god cat to use stealth technique and quickly escaped from the Two Realms Mountains. After flying a hundred meters, Yang Zhen turned around and saw a willow branch flashing in the void.

At first, Yang Zhen thought it was an illusion, but now when he heard Lan Yue's words, Yang Zhen was sure that Guanyin Bodhisattva must have taken action that night. Guanyin Bodhisattva should have wanted to save him, but when he saw that he had a way to escape, he helped him cover up the secret of heaven and prevented Lan Deng from counting on his life and death.

"Huh!" Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Zhen said, "Okay, then I will recover from the wounds on earth now. However, the escort of Tang Monk to the West to obtain scriptures this time is crucial to me. Three years later, you have to come to me, go to Tang Monk with me, and protect me in secret."

Lan Yue nodded and said, "Okay. Over the past three years, I will also refine more healing pills to help you recover quickly."

"By the way, have you found the method to treat Xihe God?" Yang Zhen asked.

Lan Yue shook her head and said, "Empress Xihe was much heavier than you. In addition, the situation was at that time, so she locked in time and sealed herself. As long as you find all the spiritual medicine and refine the immortal pill, you can resurrect Empress Xihe, but the most important thing is that you need to break the formation."

Yang Zhen said: "I will work hard in this regard."

"The current prehistoric world is different from the past. It is rare to see spiritual herbs with sufficient ages." Lan Yue said.

"After all, so long has passed." Although Yang Zhen didn't know what the ancient land looked like in ancient times, he could even think of it.

After discussing some details with Lan Yue, Yang Zhen took the pill and was sent down by Lan Yue and placed it in the woods.

Not long after, Han Ling noticed Yang Zhen and ran over to pick Yang Zhen up. Han Ling pouted and said, "You little cat is so naughty. Are you blamed for neglecting you? Really. You have dirty your body again. If you are so naughty again, I won't hold you to sleep at night."

Yang Zhen stroked his forehead and felt a headache. For Mao, you are so second-rate.

After being taken back by Han Ling, Yang Zhen was finally discovered by a group of middle-aged girls. The friend of middle-aged girls was indeed middle-aged. After seeing Yang Zhen’s appearance, the girls were indeed turned on by Yang Zhen and kept talking around Yang Zhen.

One thing that Yang Zhen regrets the most now is why he didn’t open a few more pet eggs at the beginning. If he had opened the body of another divine beast, this might not have happened. Maybe the body of the Dragon Eagle is better than that of this world-class divine cat, so majestic!

Perhaps I learned about the outing and outing here at Luoyang Women's Academy, and at noon, many young men came here in groups to play, and kept chanting poems loudly to show off their talents and knowledge to attract the attention of the girls.

Yang Zhen lay softly on the grass, looking at the bloody things in front of him weakly. Even Yang Zhen, who was watching, felt goosebumps all over the floor, but the participants didn't know it, and they looked leisurely and contented. Yang Zhen only felt thunder rolling in the sky.

"Go away! Do you dare to stop the young master of the Prefect Fang family?" A scolding came from afar, and then a young man wearing gorgeous clothes and folding fan slowly walked towards everyone.

Although the soldiers had their own generals, they did not dare to stop them when they saw the prefect, so they had to let him in.

Under the leadership of Mr. Fang, a group of young men finally walked in and came to the side of many middle-aged girls.

"Misses, how do you look at my landscape painting of mountains and rivers?" Mr. Fang took out a painting from his entourage and showed off to the beauties.

Looking up at the picture, I saw the towering green mountains above, as faint as ink, looming. It depicts the continuous mountains, hills and vast rivers and lakes. The whole picture is coherent, with a uniform and beautiful color, with ochre color between the green and green, rich in variation and decorativeness.

Not to mention, although this young master Fang is a little bit slutty, this painting is still good.

Miss Wang looked at it and praised: "Young Master Fang's brushwork is sharp and his unique use of ink is indeed extraordinary."

Yang Zhen only glanced at everyone and was no longer interested. Under Yang Zhen's spiritual sense, this so-called outing was actually a conspiracy. Because when meeting Lan Yue, Yang Zhen discovered a killer hidden in the dark. There were about 80 killers, one by one, with a masked knife, and even a crossbow. It was obvious that it was a long-planned terrorist attack case.

This group of people did not come out at the beginning. It was obvious that their purpose was not the group of girls, but the young master Fang from the Luoyang prefect's family.

It seems that no matter where you are, there is always a struggle. As long as two different people are definitely having different ideas, and if you want others to agree with your ideas, then a struggle is inevitable. The loser will recognize the ideas of the successful, while the successful will enjoy honor.

In order to achieve everything after success, people began to fight with each other and began to enjoy the process of fighting.

...

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

With several screams, a group of masked men came from all directions. The soldiers were out of defense and were shot dead by bows and arrows in an instant. Then the two sides fought each other and launched the most cruel hand-to-hand combat.

Although the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were majestic, the soldiers guarding Luoyang City had long been separated from the battle formation. Perhaps many of them had never been on the battlefield.

At this moment, facing the masked killers who licked blood from the knife, more than half of them were killed or injured in less than a moment. The rest of the servants were even more unbearable. At least the officers and soldiers knew to resist. The servants had not been trained, and the second was that they had no consciousness. As early as the moment the masked killer arrived, they fled, pretended to be dead, and the murdered were killed, and they disappeared in less than a moment.

The young men and women who were originally very happy were finally panicked at this moment, calling out the names of the servants and guards they brought, hoping that they could stand up and protect themselves.

Yang Zhen did not want to participate in such a fight. For Yang Zhen, this is a fight in different worlds. They have their own cause and effect. If Yang Zhen also participates in it, it would be like destroying the rules of the game that belongs to the world. Yang Zhen is just recovering from his injuries here for the time being, and never thought of participating in them.

Yang Zhen got up and was about to leave here, but saw Han Ling running towards him quickly, then hugged himself in his arms, and under Xiaoying's escort, he quickly ran towards the carriage.
Chapter completed!