As the morning sun rises, the sun rises from the sea, and the afterglow turns the seawater into orange. Occasionally, seabirds fly by, drawing black arcs in the sky and making chirping calls.
Thuja Island, Xinqingliang Temple, Back Mountain.
Lin Mo was sitting on a stone bench, flipping through the intelligence envelope.
This is the latest information submitted by Yousha, the intelligence department of the Crazy Shark Club.
To be precise, it was an intelligence letter sent by Ma Yuande via Haidie, which included the situation of the main forces in the Seven Seas, recent events, etc.
Being able to form a group of useful intelligence teams in a pirate organization like the Kuang Shark Society, Ma Yuande is indeed a talent.
According to his investigation, this person was born in Yizhou, his family was poor, and his parents were ordinary people. He was very interested in learning when he was young, so he had to borrow books from his hometown to read books from rich families.
However, he was extremely intelligent and had a photographic memory. When he read a book, he could memorize it silently. Over time, he read many books and finally became a disciple of the Yizhou scholar Ying Longxian. While studying essays, he took advantage of the opportunity to practice martial arts.
Not only did Junzi's Six Arts advance rapidly, but his martial arts practice also improved steadily. He even helped his master to perfect the theory of Tianyan, which made him famous far and wide, and he truly rose to prominence.
Just a year ago, news suddenly spread that this genius, who was known as the good horse of Yizhou, was the daughter of a frivolous teacher who stole other people's teachings.
In the end, he was expelled from the school, which made people in the literary and martial arts circles of Yizhou look down upon him. In order to avoid trouble, he had to go to the seven seas. After traveling several places, he finally settled in the Kuang Shark Society.
The so-called hatred should be due to this so-called frivolous daughter who respects her master. After confirming this matter, Lin Mo felt a lot more at ease.
Love and hatred are the easiest forces to control, and people who care about them are easier to control.
At this time, under the premise of being given corresponding power and protection, Lin Mo quickly used the Kuang Shark Club as the foundation, and with the help of Ma Yuande, dispersed the original members of the Qinglong Club into it, and built his own
Information channels, control their own power.
By the way, a lot of profits were made.
After reading the intelligence letter, Lin Mo wrote a reply in his own hand, then tied the letter with gold thread and put it into a white tube, preparing to send the letter via sea butterfly later.
The sea butterfly is a kind of bird and beast, all blue, like a butterfly, similar to the golden feathered eagle, the best messenger bird and beast in Huaizhou.
It is a specialty of the Seven Seas. After being cultivated by Ma Yuande using his master's secret techniques, it is faster and good at hiding, making it very suitable for delivering messages.
Ta! Ta!
At this moment, the sound of beating bamboo could be heard in the distance.
Lin Mo looked up.
After about a few breaths of time, a black shadow jumped out from a distance.
This person is Lin Junyang.
At this time, he was dressed in Lingtai Sect clothes, with a strong back and a strong waist, and a calm temperament. His black hair was tied into a ponytail and tied behind his back. There were several scars on his face, which gave him a bit of fierceness despite his dullness.
As a genius of the younger generation of the Lin family, after moving to Qihai with the Lin family, he joined the Lingtai Sect with the help of Lin Mo.
He originally had a unique opportunity, and after practicing the true skills of Lingtai Sect, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and he is now at the master level.
Within the sect, he is ranked as a true disciple and remains as a disciple under Mu Xinzuo. He is now considered the backbone of the new generation in Lingtai Sect.
In fact, it was not uncommon for people like Lin Junyang to be like this among the Lin family at this time. Many of the Lin family's disciples took advantage of the situation and joined the Lingtai Sect.
Most of them worshiped in the Lingtai lineage, and some joined Zhengyi and Cihang.
At present, although it is not as powerful as those long-established factions within the sect, with Lin Mo at its head, it cannot be underestimated.
"Jun Yang? Is something wrong?" Lin Mo put down the white tube with the letter in his hand and asked.
"Brother Mo, Master, I have something to call you." Lin Junyang said in a deep voice.
"Oh?" Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand to summon a sea butterfly as big as a human head, put the white tube on it, clapped his hands, then turned around and asked, "Do you know what it is?"
"It should be related to Little Penglai Island." Lin Junyang said softly.
"Recently, intelligence personnel from the sect have returned to the sect one after another. I think we should have some clues about this matter."
"Little Penglai Island..." Lin Mo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
He returned from Miyaun Island five days ago and handed over the chart. How long did it take to find it?
"Okay, I know about this." Lin Mo nodded.
It would be better if this matter ends as soon as possible. According to Ma Yuande, this small Penglai Island seems to hide some secrets, and it is just right to get it together.
After finishing speaking, he saw Lin Junyang looking like he was hesitating to speak. He was stunned and raised his eyebrows.
"But something happened?"
"This... there are some." Lin Junyang nodded after hesitating and whispered, "Brother Mo, after a while, I want to go out and have a look."
"Huh?" Lin Mo frowned.
"What's wrong? Is it someone in the sect who bullied you, or are you lacking some spiritual herbs for practicing?
The world is so chaotic now, the teachers in this sect are friendly, the martial arts training atmosphere is strong, and safety can be guaranteed, why go out?"
He was a little puzzled.
"Brother, I have overthought this. Everything is indeed fine in the sect." Lin Junyang was a little embarrassed. "Mainly, my situation is a bit special. I have been cultivating hard in this sect, and my level of improvement is very slow. It is better to go out and rob resources faster.
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As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Mo and said helplessly, "Brother Mo, you know my talent. We are the same."
Phew!
A loud eagle cry happened to be heard in the sky.
"Okay." Lin Mo understood and sighed softly, "It's not bad to go through some hardships, but if you really go out, most of the time, you have to rely on yourself. You only have one life."
It is difficult for people to step out of their comfort zone, so there are very few people like Lin Junyang, so he is worried but also a little relieved.
The expression on Lin Junyang's face changed, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he remained silent and nodded heavily.
"By the way, this is for you. If you need it, you can contact me through it." Lin Mo took out a blue dried flower contained in a stone box and said.
Its name is the Butterfly Love Flower, and it can attract sea butterflies for communication.
"...Thank you, Brother Mo." Lin Junyang said gratefully, taking the stone box solemnly with both hands and putting it away carefully.
In a life-or-death situation, it may mean a life.
Lin Mo waved his hand and said nothing.
After Lin Junyang left.
Lin Mo looked at the waterfall behind him with his hands behind his hands.
The waterfall is not high, only 16 to 17 meters, and the waterfall falls rapidly, hitting the rocks with great turbulence and still splashing large amounts of water mist.
This place is located behind the New Qingliang Temple, and it is considered his secret practice place. You need to sign in and out by hitting the bamboo, and no one will come unless there is an important event, so it is very quiet.
The further he progressed in martial arts training, the more Lin Mo enjoyed the loneliness of being alone.
After each practice, seeing the increase in proficiency in the exercises and seeing the world, it feels more like seeing oneself, which makes people feel more peaceful.
"If possible, it would be great to live a peaceful life like this."
Lin Mo looked at the sun that had completely left the sea and hung far away in the sky, and felt a little complicated in his heart.
Yabai Mountain, up the mountainside, to Hongchunping.
The newly built Wuyou Temple is located here.
Mountain mist lingers in the bamboo forest, and the shouts and shouts of martial arts practitioners can be faintly heard.
After establishing a foothold on Thuja Island, the sect expanded outwards and included several surrounding islands and archipelagos on the premise of protection. Not long ago, a wave of disciple recruitment ceremonies was held, so Wuyou Temple is now very lively.
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At the bottom of the mountain, a figure looked up at the temple that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and walked forward.
In front of the temple, on the long stone steps, there were four or five novices holding brooms and sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps.
I was stunned for a moment when I saw the person coming. Then I noticed the clothes on the other person's body. I quickly put down the broom, lowered my head and saluted.
Lin Mo smiled gently and strode forward.
At the entrance of the temple, in front of the vermilion gate, there was already a person standing.
It's the heart of fate.
This newly promoted Taoist genius from the Lingtai lineage was like a normal person. Every time Lin Mo came to Wuyou Temple, he was always there.
"Senior Brother Qingliang." Yuan Xin found a banana fan somewhere, inserted it diagonally around his waist, and said politely with a smile on his face.
"Is Master Mu Xin here?" Lin Mo nodded and asked directly.
"Master has been waiting for a long time."
Yuan Xin said and led the way.
Lin Mo followed.
The two of them walked into Wuyou Temple one after another, passed the front hall, the middle hall, and went straight to the back hall.
Finally, in front of a copper pagoda in the back hall, I saw Mu Xin sitting on the ground, meditating and chanting sutras.
Mu Xin was wearing a gray cassock, tapping a piece of wooden fish gently, and opened his lips slightly, as if he was chanting sutras.
Lin Mo and the two stopped four or five meters away from Mu Xin.
He looked at the copper pagoda in front of him and looked at the stupa he participated in building.
The tower is nine levels high and has eight sides. It is in the form of a pavilion. The whole body is nearly vertical, like a sharp sword. The top of the temple is in the shape of a general's helmet. Under the sunlight, it sparkles with golden light.
If there is a mountain breeze blowing by, you can still hear the small copper bells on the eaves of the tower being blown by the wind and making a crisp and sweet sound.
The only difference from before is that now almost all the tower chambers have windows open.
This means that there is another eminent monk sitting in it recently.
After half a cup of tea.
"Here comes the coolness." Mu Xin stood up slowly, a smile on his old face.
Then he glanced at Yuan Xin beside Lin Mo.
"Yuanxin, today's morning work has not been completed yet, go quickly, I will explain something to Senior Brother Qingliang." He ordered.
Yuan Xin opened his mouth. He wanted to stay and listen to what Mu Xin wanted to say to his ruthless senior brother.
Just looking at Mu Xin's increasingly stern eyes, he finally had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
"My disciple is very talented and has Buddha-nature, but his skin is a bit thicker." Mu Xin looked at Yuan Xin who was drifting away and sighed softly.
"Young people, it's like this. It would be better if you suffer more." Lin Mo agreed with deep understanding.
He also felt that his junior brother was a bit jumpy. When walking together, he always peeked at him. Sometimes, he would look at him more than ten times a minute, as if he really thought he couldn't notice him.
This is also within the sect, and they are all familiar with each other. If they were outside, outsiders would have been killed by him in one or two blows.
After all, in this situation, the enemy usually wants to make a sneak attack and must take the lead.
So when you go out, you always look here and there, which is a very bad habit.
"By the way, uncle, has something happened in the sect recently?" Lin Mo looked at the stupa in front of him and changed the subject.
"Yes, there are two resource islands on the Liusha Islands. One of them is a gold mine, and the other is a strange island. The animals and plants on the island are three or four times the size of ordinary ones. The meat and fruits they produce can help martial arts.
Practice, increase your strength,
For this reason, in the process of fighting for this, Cihang and the Lingtai lineage lost three great masters and dozens of grandmasters, and now your uncle Zhang He has gone to take charge."
Mu Xin sighed softly.
In a sense, Qihai is more chaotic than Huaizhou because it is so big compared to the land.
As big as the Zhou Dynasty, Haizhou Prefecture had to defend the coastal islands.
In other words, most sea areas are lawless zones, causing most of the ruthless and evil people in Kyushu to come here to escape.
Over time, it naturally became chaotic, like an ordinary island. Only the tributary force and its logo can survive.
Otherwise, they will only be subject to endless plunder and even killing.
The rules of survival are very cruel.
"By the way, you held a Dragon Shark Party outside?" Mu Xin asked, changing the topic.
"Yes, I got it easily when I went to Gongyun Island before." Lin Mo nodded slightly. He had brought Ma Yuande to Lingtai Sect not long ago.
"It's good to build up your own influence outside. It can solve a lot of troubles when traveling, but don't put the cart before the horse. Your own strength is the foundation anyway." Mu Xin suggested.
Lin Mo nodded slightly. He understood Mu Xin's good intentions.
Mu Xin stepped forward, picked up the wooden fish on the ground, and gently wiped the dust on it with his sleeve.
"I am really looking for you today because the location of Little Penglai Island is already known, but we are not the only ones who know its whereabouts." He said solemnly.
"It's not just our family? Could it be that the Gong family sold the information for a second time?" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.
"No, he should be someone who knows the approximate location and casts a wide net. Intelligence personnel from the sect have discovered traces of many forces around the small Penglai Island, but they are only circling around the periphery." Mu Xin shook his head.
"Then I sent people to investigate, and it seems that the origin of the small Penglai Island is related. In ancient times, two strong masters fought fiercely at sea, and finally sunk a large island, and then both disappeared, and this small Penglai Island was the big island in the past.
the remnants of.”
"The strong fought fiercely, the remaining ones on the big island..." Lin Mo had a thoughtful look on his face.
Doesn’t this mean that in addition to all kinds of natural and earthly treasures in this so-called small Penglai Island, there is also a high possibility of hiding the inheritance of masters?
And it can cause so many people, even the sea tribe to chase, this...
"Uncle Master, does he know what kind of state this so-called master and strong man exists?" Lin Mo asked.
"To be able to land and sink a large island, at least it is at the level of the Great Sage of Dharma. As for the origin, it is impossible to test. After all, it is too long ago."
Time is the most ruthless thing. No matter how famous you are or how powerful you are, if it does not reach a certain limit, it will only turn into a handful of loess.
There are talented people from generation to generation, and the most indispensable thing in the martial arts world is people who compete for fame and wealth. If they are not born frequently, their reputation will soon be forgotten.
Just like him, the world today only knows the holy monk Mu Xin, but who knows that he was also a ruthless King Ming back then?
"Actually, I came to you about this matter to ask you to retreat. According to the information I have learned, this party has attracted the attention of many powerful forces. If it is not necessary, it is better not to go."
"Big power...?" Lin Mo asked again.
"Yes, such as the Double Swords Alliance, Pinglangmen, Blood Mountain Sea Bandits, etc."
"It's true that they are not easy to deal with." Lin Mo nodded.
"This time the Lingtai Sect will withdraw publicly. I will change my identity and go there in person."
These forces are not weak in strength. If they are killed or crippled all at once, they will definitely be retaliated against. He is not afraid, but he has to consider joining the sect.
"Alone?..." Mu Xin was startled, "Is there something you want? If it doesn't work out, I will go with you. You are alone and there are so many forces. I'm afraid of some bad consequences.
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"It doesn't matter, I am determined to take action, which naturally means that all consequences will be eliminated. As for my uncle, just sit on Thuja Island. After all, there cannot be no one at home." Lin Mo shook his head.
"Besides, if you and I go together, I can find a way to hide my identity, but once my uncle leaves, I can't hide his identity as the holy monk Mu Xin." He said with a smile.
Lingtai Sect's martial arts also has its own characteristics. For example, Mu Xin has made many moves during this period, and Dharmakaya is no longer a secret and can be easily recognized by others.
Mu Xin sighed secretly when he heard this. He wanted to say something more, but he never said it.
On the one hand, it was because what Lin Mo said was true, and on the other hand, he already knew that Lin Mo's strength had already surpassed him. If he followed, in addition to being exposed, he would be more likely to become a drag.
In the end, I had to pass on some Jianghu experience.
Walk out of Wuyou Temple.
On the stone steps, Lin Mo looked back at the temple that had been renovated with new bricks and old tiles.
Shaking his head, he walked down the mountain.
He didn't originally have to go to Little Penglai Island, but he only started thinking about it after he learned that it might have the inheritance of the Great Sage.
For Chixian martial arts, the condensation of the Dharmakaya by the great master is one threshold, and the Dharmakaya holding the destiny star and achieving the Dharma form is another threshold.
He really wanted to see the latter's true strength.
Of course, it would be better if we could find some Yuanling Flower.
If he can quickly gather his dharma body and become a true king, his strength will definitely increase greatly.