The darkness passed away like a tide, probably in just a moment. As the world was spinning, Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes.
"My son Wang Teng? Great Emperor?"
He whispered softly, some kind of speculation flashing through his mind.
Like before, now he is no longer in the courtyard of Si Ma Fang's residence, but on top of a beautiful peak.
At this time, the sky is blue, the clouds are gone, and the sun is bright. The entire mountain peak is blooming with golden light, like a residence of heavenly beings.
Looking down, you can see stone beams lying on the rainbow, waterfalls spraying snow, exquisite and luxurious palaces and towers, row after row on the mountain.
Something big must have happened now. Between the peaks and the water, there were countless figures with terrifying auras walking through the air, scrambling to attack where Lin Mo was standing.
People coming and going looked at him as if he were nothing. They were all excited, breathing rapidly, and their eyes couldn't stop being excited.
Not long after, the white marble square above the peaks was filled with people, their eyes fixed on the magnificent palace in front of them.
Lin Mo looked at the word "王" written on the red plaque in front of the main hall, written like a dragon and a snake, with golden light shining, and his guess became more and more certain.
boom!
Just then, there was a loud noise.
Countless essences began to spray out from the sky, and the entire mountain peak, no, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be shaking.
Among the fairy clouds in the mountains, there are phantoms of dragons and phoenixes surrounding them, and there are bursts of dragons and phoenixes singing, and there are flying flowers from the sky, reflecting the sky in various colors.
It was as if the world and the world were coming alive at this moment.
Bang!
The gate of the palace opened automatically at this time without any wind.
A middle-aged man in Chinese clothes with a burly body and a dull breath strode out with a baby in his arms. He looked up at the sight of dragons and phoenixes singing in the sky and the goddess scattering flowers. His body was trembling.
Holding the swaddling clothes high with both hands, you can see a baby carved in pink and jade, roaring loudly as if taking an oath:
"My son Wang Teng has the appearance of an emperor!"
As soon as these words came out, the situation in the nine heavens suddenly changed, and thunder broke out everywhere.
This scene directly ignited the atmosphere in the square.
When the tribesmen with a horrified aura heard the four words 'The Great Emperor', their expressions were moved, with tears in their eyes, they couldn't help but shout loudly,
Under the excitement, the majestic momentum leaked together, and even formed an explosive aura.
Lin Mo looked silent and looked around, finally focusing on the swaddled baby in the hands of the middle-aged man in rich clothes.
He seemed to know who he was meeting when his talent awakened this time.
'The crane leads the way, inherited from the great emperor, and is called the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. If I don't meet that person, I will at least be able to prove the existence of the quasi-emperor by setting foot on the ancient road in the starry sky in the future.'
"Wang Teng?" He whispered to himself. This name seemed to have a magical power, as if he was born as a son of God and was favored by heaven.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he looked at the swaddled baby, he felt a strange feeling, and it was also looking at him.
Lifting his steps, Lin Mo walked towards the rumored Beidi, but just as he took one step, the scene suddenly changed.
In front of his eyes, the white jade platform disappeared, the magnificent palace disappeared, and the excited and dancing Wang clan members disappeared, leaving only their backs.
At its feet is a golden ancient chariot, with the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects engraved on it, including all spirits. If it can suppress all realms, it gallops in and floods the heaven and earth with brilliance. The figure is in the center, and the real dragon and the divine phoenix are on the upper plate.
Dance, complement each other.
Lin Mo stopped and recognized that the figure was still Wang Teng, but as an adult.
He stood on the chariot, with a majestic appearance, black hair disheveled, a face as sharp as a knife, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, and endless disillusionment of stars in his eyes, unfathomable, like the resurrection of an ancient emperor.
Even if it doesn't move, it is as if it is backed by the eternal starry sky, which is brilliant.
For such a person, it’s no wonder that in that world, his father would preach so loudly that he looked like a great emperor.
Because this is indeed the case.
Feeling the domineering momentum of the person in front of him, Lin Mo couldn't help but change his color slightly, and his expression became a little excited.
This is due to being inspired by the momentum of the person opposite.
"It's very domineering, not bad."
Suddenly a dull voice sounded.
This was the first time Lin Mo heard Wang Teng's voice.
The figure in front moved slightly, and suddenly the surroundings were filled with glittering and translucent lights. True dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and Xuanwu followed each other, constantly singing in harmony, and they were sacred and peaceful, as if gods were born.
"The strong should be confident, the ancient road will be opened, and all living beings are fighting to cross over. If you don't have the courage to be the only one, you can't realize the Tao. Even if you are the reincarnation of an immortal or the rebirth of an emperor, what will happen?
It’s just the difference between the dead and the living.”
Wang Teng's voice became louder and louder, and the aura around him became more and more intense.
Lin Mo was inexplicably touched in his heart. For some reason, the blood temperature in his body was getting higher and higher. There seemed to be a heroic spirit brewing in his heart.
There are dead bones on the path of the ancient emperors. In fact, how can Chixian martial arts be the same?
If you want to reach the top, you must be cautious, but domineering will always exist. Isn't that what we mean by doing whatever you want without breaking the rules?
Suddenly, the figure in front slowly turned around.
Wang Teng looked at Lin Mo, as if looking elsewhere.
Those eyes were no different from those of ordinary people, just a little deeper, but every time they blinked, the heaven and the earth resounded, like the resounding of scriptures.
When his eyes open and close, they are like a starry field, unfathomable, disillusioned and reborn again, and the passage of a moment is like the eternity of the sky and millions of years.
"The imperial road is difficult to cross. Do you also want to attain enlightenment?"
boom!
A large torrent, hot and blazing, surged into his eyes.
Lin Mo slowly stood up and looked up out of the window.
I don’t know when the sky dawned, and the noise of the world of mortals began to appear on this land.
In the yard, birds were chirping on the branches of the fragrant nan tree, and on the street, vendors selling sesame cakes on poles were shouting at the top of their lungs.
If the prediction is good, the tofu beauty next door will push the tofu cart and rush to her own stall anxiously.
At this time, it just started to drizzle. It was not heavy and silky, and it would stop soon. It was a characteristic of Huaiping's autumn.
It doesn't seem to be any different from usual.
Lin Mo walked to the courtyard, his upper body still naked, and the rain was still stroking his muscles.
Stretch out your hand slightly and raise your head.
Rain is born from the clouds in the sky, and eventually hits the earth unabated. At this time, it is slower than a snail.
‘Martial Arts Heavenly Eye?’
Lin Mo looked around, and as he expected, at the most basic level, any movement in his field of vision was slowed down to a certain level, which was similar to dynamic vision.
Just like the setting of the martial arts eye in the world of Zhetian.
All movements, all moves, and all secret techniques have no secrets at all in his eyes. They can go straight to the source. No matter how fast the movements are, they are as slow as a snail in his eyes.
Even if some leader-level figures survive the tribulation of saints, they may not be able to cultivate the martial arts heavenly eye, because this is the embodiment of enlightenment on the path of cultivation and the sublimation of the physical body.
Although the current Heavenly Eye has not yet reached perfection, it has also shown extraordinary power.
'Now the last shortcoming has been mostly made up. The gap between me and the grandmaster back then was nothing more than neural reflexes and powerful agility. Now that I'm facing off against the grandmaster, my fault tolerance rate will be greatly increased, and I can even turn passivity into initiative.
.'
Lin Mo retracted his hands and thrust them out again in an instant, getting faster and faster, and stopped after a few breaths.
During this period, not a single drop of rain fell on me.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated. Looking at the more cracked talent beads, he felt a little happy.
What needs to be done next is to adapt to this super-vision state and develop more moves.
Seriously speaking, at this time, in addition to being inferior to the Grandmaster in terms of speed, his lethality, eyesight, or defensive power were far superior to ordinary Grandmasters.
'No, maybe to the warriors under the master, I am more terrifying than the master.' Lin Mo made a conclusion in his mind.
"On the road to enlightenment, am I invincible and am I the only one who dominates?" Lin Mo thought in his mind and silently made a decision.
He walked towards the house. As he walked, he slowly relaxed the suppression of his energy and blood, and his body increased to about three meters tall.
Go into the house, dry yourself, and put on black clothes and a hat.
Bang!
Then, he jumped up and landed in the alley next door.
His figure flashed briefly, and it didn't take long before he blended into the crowd of people on the street.
The target is Baoguang Temple.
Now that he has achieved a breakthrough in strength, before heading to the Xu family, he wanted to try his hand at some people who were not easy to deal with, so as to see what was true and false.
Of course, it would be nice to actually catch a big master fish, but my hands will be very itchy.
The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as cake.
Although Baoguangfang in the autumn rain is not as magnificent as when the sun is shining, it still has a more Zen feel to soothe the soul.
Even if it rains, there are still many people in front of Baoguang Temple.
Troubled times have arrived, and even though Huaiping is not as war-torn as other places, prices will sometimes fluctuate due to the chaos.
Faced with such a situation, ordinary people have no choice but to seek help from Buddha for comfort and peace of mind.
At this time, in a room in the backyard of Baoguang Temple, headed by a young novice monk, several strong monks were chanting Buddha's name and practicing in front of a Buddha statue.
As soon as I passed by, the sound of wooden fish stopped.
"Senior Brother Wanhua, I think we can relax the search for that person for the time being. After all, people of that size are rare. With our power, we can really catch him. We caught him long ago. It's obvious that the thief used some kind of muscle contraction.
How can you find someone with your bone skills?"
A monk sitting on the side put down the wooden fish in his hand, took a large piece of raw meat stained with blood from the side and threw it into his mouth, chewing it and muttering at the same time.
It was obviously raw meat, but it was delicious. What was even more terrifying was that the meat was not like the ordinary beasts on the market.
"In my opinion, if you can't find the enemy, you just kill them. Mu Xin doesn't have many enemies. The most annoying thing is the forest where the Si Ma Fang Yamen works. No, should it be Lin Mo?
Even the deaths of several people in Lanxi are related to it. In my opinion, it would be easy to just go to the door and kill them, so why waste so much effort and send people out to search all day long?"
As the monk spoke and made suggestions, the strange dark blue lines on his face shone darkly, which was a bit scary.
"You are the only one who is smart." Another monk on the side immediately became happy when he heard this and couldn't help but joke.
"If the murderer is found directly, do you think the superiors will allow us to kill warriors so wantonly? By then, will you be able to eat such rich and fresh meat like you do now?"
As he spoke, he also took out a piece of thigh meat from the desk and bit into it fiercely.
This thigh was obviously from a powerful warrior, and the muscles were very tough. Even if the monk had a row of beast-like fangs, it would take a long time to bite it off.
While eating, the whites of his eyes began to slowly expand, and his pupils glowed with cyan light.
"Oh, that's right. No wonder the murderer has never been found. Senior Brother Wanhua is so smart." The former monk suddenly realized something and looked at the young novice sitting in the center with light in his eyes.
The novice didn't say a word when he heard the sound. He was still chanting sutras and looked very aloof.
But if you look carefully, you can see that his back is a little straighter.
Toot toot.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a person quietly walked into the room.
"Senior Brother Wanhua, we have the goods again."
"Oh?" At this moment, the novice monk moved and turned around.
"The data is right. He is three meters tall, dressed in black, and wearing a hat. It meets all the conditions of the product, and the quality is very high!"
At the end of the sentence, this person's face couldn't help but show excitement.
At the same time, the other people in the room also subconsciously licked the corners of their mouths, and a feeling of heat rose in their hearts.
This is a flaw in the 'True Method of Eating Flesh to Strengthen the Body', which provides practitioners with the opportunity to eat the flesh and blood of powerful warriors and rapidly increase their martial arts realm, while also causing a spiritual flaw.
According to Elder Chishen, it was the Black Buddhist Buddha who was improved from the ‘immortal method’ of that world.
The requirements for talent are not high, and the training speed is extremely fast, which can be said to be a quick success. However, the combat power is not weak and can suppress ordinary martial arts of the same level.
This is one of the reasons why Black Buddhism can develop so fast.
"What is the whereabouts of this person?" Wanhua asked calmly, unlike the other monks who were excited.
"Well, according to what the spies said, he walked very carefully. It seemed that he came out to buy daily necessities. He happened to come to Baoguangfang and was caught by our eyes.
Hey, senior brother, you don’t know that in the eyes of ordinary people, our Baoguang Temple’s reputation is not generally good.” The man laughed in a low voice.
Unlike this man's relaxed attitude, Wanhua's brows furrowed.
"You mean this person is exactly three meters tall?"
"No more, no less, just right."
‘Why does this look a bit like fishing?’ Wanhua couldn’t help but have this thought in her mind.
I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked for it before, but now I stopped looking for it and just randomly hunted for some meat. Instead, it showed up and wandered around in front of me. I couldn't think of anything wrong.
"Brother, is there something fishy?" At this time, the monk who spoke first suddenly said.
He saw the strange look on Wanhua's face.
"It's strange, haha, maybe there is." Wan Hua suddenly grinned, revealing her white teeth.
"It would be best if it were a real person, haha."
He stood up slowly, and his thin body suddenly crackled like beans poured from a bamboo tube.
From the very beginning, someone in the church conducted a rigorous examination of Jiang Jing's body to determine the enemy's strength.
As for the level of mind energy, just in terms of quantity, it should be around the level of the five internal organs, but it has a lot of divine power. This is the real reason why Jiang Jing was shot to death.
It's just that the divine power may be difficult for ordinary warriors to deal with, but for people like them, haha.
Only after seeing the 'ancestral way' over there do we know what a truly powerful body and truly terrifying power look like.
What if a martial artist from Chi County is born with supernatural powers? What if he practices physical cultivation techniques?
In front of the real means over there, it is just as brittle as a piece of paper, it will break with just one poke!
Regarding this conclusion, Wanhua has already verified it on several divine body cultivators.
Thinking of the disbelieving looks in those people's eyes before they died, the smile on his face became even brighter.
Are you fishing? You are not afraid of catching dragon dragons in the Taihuai River!
He snorted coldly, counted the strongest people in the room, made all preparations, and walked out of the house together.
In Baoguang Temple, Lin Mo wears a black hat and black clothes. He is more than three meters tall and looks like a liger. He can be said to be extremely conspicuous in the crowd.