It wasn't until a long while that Fatty Bai spoke.
Lin Huang quickly poured Bai Xiaopang another glass of water.
"After three years in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West, those old bald donkeys didn't study you and dismantled your body parts?"
Bai Xiaopang coughed and asked.
"I brought Da Leiyin Temple here!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows.
"Where is Lang Juxu in the divine domain?"
"My master is in the Langjuxu Divine Domain, and he sent me out!"
"In other words, I have been worrying and practicing in vain for the past three years?"
Bai Xiaopang turned his head and stared at Lin Huang, "A bunch of useless old bald donkeys, they only locked you up for three years. If in ten or eight years, when I become the Holy Emperor, I will destroy the Buddhist Kingdom in the West."
Demolish the Great Leiyin Temple!"
"There will be many things to do in the future, just let me come!"
Lin Huang laughed.
"I'm a powerful Saint King now. Just you...I can smash your head to pieces with just one hammer!"
When he said this, Lin Huang frowned slightly, "Did you force yourself into the Holy King?"
Lin Huang noticed this when he was healing Bai Xiaopang.
Little Fatty Bai swallowed his tea silently, lowered his head, and did not look at Lin Huang.
"How many steps have you walked on Tianjing Mountain?"
Lin Huang continued.
"Seven steps!"
Bai Xiaopang said neither salty nor bland.
Lin Huang immediately tightened his hands, "Senior Zhao Tianjia should have told you about the Tree of Mind. Forcibly entering the Saint King realm will only be harmful but useless. As a result, it will be difficult for you to walk in the Saint King realm. Maybe in the future.
Your time to enter the Holy Emperor realm will be delayed for many years!"
"snort……"
Bai Xiaopang snorted coldly, "Give me three years, and I can get back everything I lost by forcing myself into the Holy King realm. So what if I force myself in? Even if I get stuck at the Holy King peak in the future, I can still gain it back."
Enter the realm of the Holy Emperor!"
Lin Huang frowned.
Bai Xiaopang twirled the tea cup and said fearlessly: "Now, the world's heroes are rising, the martial arts arena in Zhongzhou has begun, and the great war has completely come. If we push it forward for another thirty years, on this continent, there will inevitably be born
There are many new forces. And when the time comes, the core strength of those forces will be these dojos today! If I don't forcefully enter the Holy King and create a dojo at this time, then I will miss the opportunity of this great world war! One step!
Slowly, step by step, we can’t miss it!”
"But there is no one else except you in this dojo!"
Lin Huang said.
"I don't want any warriors who haven't reached the realm of Martial Saints. What's the use of a group of warriors who haven't climbed to the realm of Martial Saints relying on the shadow of their families!"
Bai Xiaopang said simply.
"What about people in the Martial Saint realm?"
Lin Huang helplessly spread his hands.
"People in the Martial Saint realm look down upon the Desolate Clan Dojo and have gone to other dojos!"
Bai Xiaopang said without any fuss: "So, now in this dojo, it's just you and me."
"As long as you and I are invincible...there's no need for a dojo!"
After Lin Huang thought for a moment, he finally spoke.
"Invincible?"
Bai Xiaopang suddenly laughed, "How about Li Taixuan, the strongest man in the realm of the Holy Emperor, but he still failed to save you from the Buddha Kingdom in the West? Your senior brother Qin Changsheng is considered invincible, but in the end he is not the same.
The curtain call ends. And why did those ancient emperors disappear from the world?"
Bai Xiaopang sighed, "Boss Lin, I know you don't like to have ties behind you. However, if you want to make the four ancient tribes face up to you, if you want to be fearless in this life, what can you do if you are invincible? Moreover, you can
Do you guarantee that you will be able to reach the top in this life?"
"If it is possible, then in the future the Desolate Clan will be comparable to the four ancient races! If not, with the Desolate Clan as its backing, it can at least be a source of confidence for you and me!"
Listening to Fatty Bai's words, Lin Huang didn't say much and nodded slightly.
It’s not considered agreement, but it can be considered as agreement to the existence of the dojo.
"It's a pity that Qin Xuance's idiot is not here. Although I am the only one in the dojo now, there are still a lot of troubles! I heard that Luo Huanhuan appeared in Jinghong City not long ago. This thing must have been chasing him.
Got it!"
"He's not like that!"
Lin Huang said.
Bai Xiaopang also knew that he was actually just complaining.
"Where were you yesterday?"
Lin Huang asked.
Fatty Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, paused, and said: "There were one hundred and eight dojos, and now there are only one hundred and seven left!"
"Yesterday, I went to the Lingfeng Dojo. The Taoist master Lu Lingfeng showed off his power in front of me. He thought that since he had walked through the eleven steps of Tianjing Mountain, he was qualified to wield the sword and stick in front of me. He went there again and again.
I killed him in just one meal. As you saw, I was only slightly injured!"
"If someone comes to our Desolate Clan Dojo at this time, please be careful, Boss Lin, and don't recruit some bastards who want to avenge Lu Lingfeng!"
"Don't worry, it's been a day and no one has come!"
Lin Huang waved his hands and said.
Fatty Bai frowned, "Then next time I go to kill a Holy King Taoist who has walked twenty steps through Tianjing Mountain, I won't believe it. If Grandpa Bai kills all the way up, will my Desolate clan have any reputation at all?"
"Why are you called the Desolate Clan...are you really not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"
Lin Huang shook his head and laughed.
"One day, when the Desolate Clan becomes famous all over the world, the world will know how domineering and ambitious you and I are today. If the Desolate Clan disappears in the future, who will know about the existence of the Desolate Clan. What sect, palace, sect, etc.
You sound stingy! I created a dojo just to eat the biggest crabs and fuck the strongest people!"
"How about I give you this bit of domineering power?"
Lin Huang laughed.
"Boss Lin, if you are really useless, just give it to me! I will go and destroy the Buddhist Kingdom of Xitian tomorrow!"
Little Fatty Bai snorted coldly.
Lin Huang patted his head with both hands. He suddenly felt a little pain in his head. The guy in front of him was so different from the fat white guy three years ago. It was a bit hard to accept, hard to accept!
"By the way...how many steps has Huang Wuxu walked to Tianjing Mountain now?"
Lin Huang suddenly asked.
"Huang Wuxu?"
Bai Xiaopang frowned, then shook his head, "I don't know, as long as most people don't show their hands, it's hard for others to know how many steps they have walked. However, Huangtian Palace ranks among the top ten among the entire 108 dojos.
existence, so Huang Wuxu should have reached halfway up the mountain!"
"Halfway up the mountain..."
Lin Huang murmured, frowning slightly and falling into deep thought.
"Moreover, not long ago, Huang Wuxu had a battle with Di Tian. Although Huang Wuxu lost in the end, Di Tian's victory was not easy! Judging from the fact that Di Tian became the first holy king, Huang Wuxu
Xu’s level should not be low!”
Bai Xiaopang analyzed.
Lin Huang frowned more and more, but didn't say much.
"Boss Lin, you want to kill Huang Wuxu!"
Little Fatty Bai's eyes became radiant.
Lin Huang grinned and said: "The decisive battle in Zhongzhou's martial arts world is still a long time away, so the battle between the dojos will also continue for a long time. Now, who is stronger or weaker in the dojos is far from certain! And Huang Wuxu..."
Lin Huang pursed his lips, and an astonishing murderous intention emerged from between his teeth:
"His head is my meeting gift when I go to the Phoenix Clan!"