The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 492

Luo Yang was holding the Jade Slip in his hand, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Enlightenment fruit, it sounds very interesting, Enlightenment Conference, it sounds even more interesting!"

"How can such a grand event be without me? How meaningless would this conference be without me? It's lifeless and nothing new!"

"It's nothing if you don't invite me. It's the best style to come uninvited! I'm just so happy to do good deeds, and I won't let him fail this conference. Besides, my little daughter-in-law is still there, I miss you so much."

Luoyang blocked the news, he didn't want it to go to the big dog and the big rabbit, he wanted to take Er Ya on the road by himself, otherwise the big dog and the rabbit would be flying around all the way!
The Enlightenment Conference will be held on the sixth day of June, and there is still some time, so Luoyang is not in a hurry, but is practicing in the palace, accompanying Yan Xingyu and the two little girls.

As for Yu Linglong's matter, Luo Yang had already found an opportunity to tell her. Yan Xingyu is a generous person, with a gentle heart and a deep love for Luo Yang.

She had known that this day would come, because Luoyang was so outstanding, and he was also an emperor. He had already caused people all over the world to discuss if he did not accept concubines.

And Luoyang didn't betray her, because the love between the two is stronger than gold and stone, both of them can be desperate for each other, life and death are helpless!
So Yan Xingyu accepted Yu Linglong, just like she accepted Zi Wanying back then, Luo Yang was so moved by her virtuousness that he put everything down to be with her.

At the end of May, Luoyang ushered in a breakthrough. He had already polished the eighth level of Daotai to the perfect state of Hunyuan Ruyu, and there was no possibility of advancing.

The only way to become stronger is to break through, and he will soon go to Tiantai Sect. With his current strength alone, he can't compete with Lu Guangyuan and the others, so he still needs to become stronger!
This morning Luoyang walked into the National Fortune Golden Pond in a white robe, and sat cross-legged on the largest lotus flower in the center of the National Fortune Golden Pond.

The endless energy of dragon veins enveloped him, constantly tumbling, the light and shadow danced with golden thunder, making him appear hazy and sacred.

Luo Yang made seals with both hands, the holy formula of chaos and the burial coffin were used together, the majestic dragon vein energy was refined by him, and became his own cultivation base, and the holy yuan was refined, just like washing with water, it was a whole!
"Buzz!"

With the sound of the sword being unsheathed, Luoyang's realm was broken through, the bottleneck barrier was split by a sword, and the spiritual power shuttled through the body's bones, meridians, flesh and blood without hindrance, very smoothly, and relaxed.

At this moment, Luoyang felt that his spiritual strength and physical strength were advancing at an astonishing speed, constantly strengthening, and many small shackles were cut off for further development.

The breath roared endlessly, and it soared like a rocket, and the strength of the whole person turned forward.

Various visions appeared, golden lotuses poured from the sky, six golden rivers of blood energy shuttled back and forth between the sky and the earth, there were lions roaring, beasts roaring, thunder gods supported the sky, and fire gods suppressed the earth!

The magic lamps are shining brightly, and the flames are soaring, surrounded by a huge cloud of celebration. The necklaces and curtains are pouring down and fluttering with the wind.

The realm of Luoyang has been broken through, rushing from the eighth heaven of Daotai to the ninth heaven of Daotai, and taking another step, his strength soared more than ten times, and golden light ripples rippled out from the body shaking.

If you observe carefully, you will find that those apertures are all made of magical ancient seal characters, very mysterious and mysterious.

Even Luo Yang, the master, couldn't see through it. He was very helpless. He could only know that it had something to do with the Chaos Sacred Art.

Luoyang's accumulation is too rich, and he can use the power of endless dragon veins to practice.

It can't be described as unique, his strength is still increasing sharply, and layers of pagodas are beginning to light up.

Finally, he walked out of the Golden Pool of National Fortune, bid farewell to Yan Xingyu and the others, and embarked on the journey again, to the Moyun Dynasty, to share a share of the Tiantai Sect's conference, and to meet Yu Linglong.

This time Luoyang packed lightly, only took Erya to go there alone, and sneaked out through the back door of the palace. Even the teleportation array was useless, so he hurried on his way secretly, trying to avoid the eyes and ears of the big black dog.

But the big dog's nose was so brilliant that it blocked the two of them first, and he even brought the big rabbit along with him, standing on a cliff and waiting.

"Hey, do you two have to leave the road money first?"

The big black dog said with a grin, with a cheap face and a smug smile, the meaning is to see, Mr. Dog is so awesome, it is impossible for you to sneak away.

The big rabbit kept nodding on the side, with grief and sadness on his face: "Luoyang, you have hurt us deeply! It was originally agreed that we will share the blessings, and you will take care of the troubles."

"Why do you have to get rid of us to enjoy the benefits now? What a villain, you forget righteousness at the expense of others. Master Rabbit, my heart hurts so much. My little heart that is as pure as white paper hurts so much. You have to lose money! "

Hearing the arguments of the two, Luoyang's head is getting bigger, there is no choice but to take them along, but because they are so recognizable, they have almost become Luoyang's iconic pets.

Therefore, it is impossible for Luoyang to let them show their faces, otherwise countless troubles will come to them if they are directly exposed, and even Luoyang will have to change their appearance. Of course, Erya doesn't need it, because she has already changed.

So the big dog and the rabbit were temporarily placed in the spiritual weapon space by Luoyang, and they were released after they were in a safe place or exposed.

Luoyang changed his appearance. With the help of the sixth-grade illusion card, even the monks of Daoguo couldn't see through it. After flying a certain distance, he started teleporting.

After all, the big man is too far away from the Moyun Empire, and it takes too long to fly across the vast land. Teleportation arrays of different sizes are sent there, and Luoyang arrives at the Moyun Empire in two days.

This time, we are going to the Tiantai Sect. Luoyang took Erya and flew there in a leisurely way. Along the way, he also took ten spiritual tasks, killing demons and demons, and doing justice for the sky. He honed while earning imperial power .

Just stop and go like this, and arrived at the east of Tiantai Sect on June [-]rd, the distance was only [-] miles. For a monk of his level, this distance is nothing at all.

So he stopped here, waiting for the meeting to start three days later, so Luoyang found a small town nearby and stayed temporarily.

"I want to eat crispy salted chicken, duck, roast goose, roast suckling pig, roast whole lamb, roast whole cow, big lobster, big crab, and old turtle!"

Er Ya's voice was tender and tender, she lay on Luoyang's lap and kept ordering food, delicacies from mountains and seas, delicacies were served, a large table was full, and the dishes were properly prepared.

Erya is a snack foodie. Although she is not big, she tastes like a raging cloud. A grilled Jiuyun goose that is several times bigger than herself grabs its wings and gnaws until only the bones are left.

The golden, crispy roast suckling pig was left with leftovers in a blink of an eye. The waiters who served the food and the diners next to them were all stunned, swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Is this little girl the incarnation of little Pixiu, the big stomach king?How can it be so edible!Many people are guessing in their hearts, feeling a little absurd.

But the little girl didn't care about this, she just had fun eating alone, she still hadn't forgotten Luoyang, when she was eating heartily, she even grabbed a lobster and stuffed it into Luoyang's mouth, making Luoyang dumbfounded.

"Don't come here! Go out, why are you a beggar again, you are not welcome here, look, you have scared all the guests away!"

Xiaoer's sharp voice sounded, filled with disgust and dislike, Luoyang looked up, but saw a beggar standing in front of the store, his face was covered with mud, he looked about 30 years old.

He was still wearing a Confucian robe, but it was tattered, with more holes than a beehive, his hair was in locks, and there was a smelly wind when he walked over.

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you, can I exchange this sword for some wine?" said the beggar dressed as a scholar, begging all over his face, holding a sword in his dirty hands .

The little second toe was high-spirited, with a sarcastic face: "You are still a scholar, why are you so shameless? See if you are a sword, it is clearly a fire stick, hurry up, don't disturb our business!"

Luo Yang's eyes flickered, no wonder Xiao Er was angry and bullying others, but the sword really had to look good or not, it was black and rusty.

Luo Yang sighed: "Xiao Er, let him come over, and I'll treat him to a drink."

Xiao Er was embarrassed when he heard the words: "Master, this is not good, this girl is dirty and smelly, I'm afraid it will offend you and spoil your taste."

Luo Yang shook his head, took out a few top-grade spirit stones and put them on the table: "It's okay, you can just serve the wine."

Seeing the glowing eyes of the spirit stone, the child happily took the spirit stone and prepared it. Soon two jars of fine wine came up, and Luoyang invited the down-and-out scholar to come and drink.

That scholar is really a drunkard, he didn't say thank you when he came here, picked up the wine jar and started to drink, his body and hands were full of wine, and later he felt that it was too wasteful, and even licked the dirty water on his body .

Many people felt nauseated when they saw it. This down-and-out scholar obviously knew that he was not welcome, so after satisfying his hunger, he put an old gourd on the table and poured fine wine into it.

This gourd is still a spiritual weapon, and it can only be half filled with two large jars of wine. Luoyang is also generous, and bought two more jars to fill it up for him.

The down-and-out scholar's face turned a little bloody after drinking, Luoyang could see clearly, this person's eyebrows and eyes were also pretty, but they were covered by the wind, frost and dust, and there was a kind of sadness and melancholy on his face.

You can see through it at a glance, and you are also a person with a story, who has an unknown bitter past. That kind of heartache is difficult to dispel, difficult to tell, and can only be poured out in a sip of fine wine.

"Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness. Drunk life dreams of death, drunk lying in a gentle flower country."

Luo Yang let out a long sigh, raised his glass to the down-and-out scholar, drank it all in one gulp, and didn't ask any questions, for fear of touching his heart.

The down-and-out scholar was stunned for a moment, and there was a little brilliance in his cloudy eyes, but the look of sorrow and sadness was more intense, and that kind of sadness was unbearable.

He opened his mouth and made a clicking sound, and wanted to speak but couldn't. The pain brewed into a jar of old wine, and it fell in his heart. The sadness was even more unbearable, and two muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Little brother, you are a good person." Luo Po Shu said in a jerky voice, "For more than a hundred years, you are the first one to take the initiative to talk to me, a dirty and smelly beggar, under the pressure of wind and frost every day."

(End of this chapter)