The next day, Lin Mo woke up in a daze. He didn't know how long he had been drinking yesterday. He remembered that he and Peng Enyu kept talking about all kinds of nonsense. He looked at the familiar bed and knew that it should be a beggar.
The person who helped sent him back.
Lin Mo then took out a piece of paper from the space equipment. Part of what he told Peng Enyu yesterday was indeed the truth. He saw an excellent opportunity from these disorderly cultivators, but with his current financial resources
and force are not enough to support his ambition. As for compassion for the civilians, of course he has it, but this is also based on the strong treating the weak.
He has seen a lot of human feelings. Thinking of the passionate Peng Enyu, Lin Mo smiled disdainfully. He may be a very good friend, but fundamentally they are not the same kind of people.
The more time he spent, the more he understood the importance of a large force. He could continuously get the information he wanted, provide the most solid and powerful support, and at the same time have more resources to enjoy.
Ever since the incident in the underworld, Lin Mo wanted to build a huge interest group like the underworld, so he set his sights on casual cultivators. However, his strength is still too weak now, and he can only find candidates who can cooperate with him.
Peng Enyu, and after establishing his own power, he will encounter a steady stream of troubles and challenges, so he needs more people with dreams to help him share the burden.
Because only those who have dreams will risk everything for this organization that can realize their wishes. Lin Mo does not mind using this organization as the basis to fulfill the dreams of his chosen people, but there is a premise, that is, without any loss.
On the premise of own interests.
Lin Mo's expression was particularly cold at this time, and the coldness deep in his eyes penetrated people's hearts. He thought expressionlessly: "I don't need any real companions, be it these friends, the system, or even Black Flame. In the end,
Only one person can reach this peak, and only one person. All of you are just tools. The process doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter what sacrifices you make.
The essence of this world is that winning is everything. In the end, as long as I win, that's fine."
Finally, he wrote on the paper, target: the eight tribes of Tianlong.
King of Heaven: Lin Mo.
Dragon King:
Yaksha:
Asura:
Garuda: Peng Enyu.
Gandharva:
Kinnara:
Mahulaka:
I folded the note and put it in the space equipment. The nickname of the Buddhist protector will surely help this new force share some of its firepower. The only question is who should I choose among the remaining candidates.
Lin Mo took a few deep breaths and got rid of these thoughts. Everything has just begun. We can play with this world slowly. I hope it can make me have more fun.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Lin Mo returned to his calm expression. Then Qian Duoduo walked in and said with a complex expression: "Brother Lin, let's go, let's go to the deep valley and forest in advance to make some arrangements."
Lin Mo nodded. After the two of them went out, there were already many warriors waiting in the inn. They looked at Lin Mo with an ordinary appearance and were not dissatisfied. Qian Duoduo also said casually: "These
They are all people secretly trained by our Wanliu Chamber of Commerce, and their strength is pretty good. Most of them are in the early stages of Qi training and have reached the acquired perfection. We originally wanted to recruit some warriors who have achieved the acquired perfection.
But I have to say that Huaiyin Sword Pavilion is a little too shabby this time, and the people who came are actually disciples at the Qi training level, and we don’t want to bully them too much, so we temporarily changed the manpower.”
Lin Mo didn't care about any of this. The two of them did not take Momen's locomotive this time, but boarded the carriage at the entrance of the inn. In the small space, even though the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, not only good food and wine
Supply, the entire carriage was wrapped in soft blankets, and when the carriage started to move, I didn't feel a single vibration. It can be seen that the people of Wanliu Chamber of Commerce are unique in terms of enjoyment.
The remaining warriors did not receive such good treatment. They were all accompanying them on horseback. Along the way, Lin Mo kept practicing with his eyes closed. Qian Duoduo, who was originally talkative, also stopped wooing Lin Mo. Maybe he felt that this method was unrealistic.
, after looking at Lin Mo with some confusion, he also entered a state of cultivation.
After three days, we finally arrived at the entrance of the deep valley and secluded forest. The road was not so peaceful. There were also some blind bandits in the middle. But when they saw the carriage embroidered with the Wanliu Chamber of Commerce logo, most people
After choosing to retreat, a few guys who were obviously not smart enough rushed forward to rob them, but they were all eliminated by the accompanying warriors.
Lin Mo did not say goodbye to Huangfu Lingyun, Dongfang Huai and Peng Enyu, but he knew that with the intelligence network of the Beggar Clan, he believed that he had discovered the fact of his departure.
By the way, two days ago, Dongfang Huai was going to continue carrying out Lin Mo's plan early in the morning, but was stopped by Peng Enyu. After Huangfu Lingyun's excited explanation, Dongfang Huai knew what was going on here and was told by the Beggar Gang.
The people took over. Indeed, it was more appropriate for the Beggar Clan to do this kind of thing. Then Peng Enyu said:
"Haven't you always wanted to be on the list of people? Now the opportunity has come. Nafeng Wuming has brought his little brother from the Heavenly Demon Palace, He Qibai, the phantom poisonous hand who is number 68 on the list of people. His strength is also Qi training.
Yae, you can take the opportunity to practice. As long as the scene is not too ugly, it will not be difficult to get to the bottom of the personal rankings. Come on, young man."
Dongfang Huai remained serious and began to think about his chances of winning, while Huangfu Lingyun was a little eager to try. After enduring for so long, he finally had a similar master on the list, otherwise he would face Lin Mo and Peng Enyu every day.
Human beings feel that they are extraordinarily useless, so it is just a good time to use this battle to tell people in the world that Huangfu Lingyun is here!
But then the two of them thought of a problem, how to separate the opponent with only one person. They did not want to create a two-on-one situation. Even if they fought, I am afraid that in the judgment of Tianji Mansion, the ranking would not be too high.
Before the two people could come to the conclusion of their discussion, Peng Enyu held the two of them one by one and walked out. Huangfu Lingyun was used to it and was still nagging Dongfang Huai to give up He Qibai to him. However, now
Dongfang Huai's face was not good. It was normal for Huangfu Lingyun to behave like this, but he had always presented himself as a gentle and elegant person. If others saw him like this, he would not be able to get away with it.
Fortunately, after walking out of the Beggar Clan's station, Peng Enyu put the two of them down, and then said: "Let's go towards the deep valley and the forest." The three of them rode on three sweaty horses at the same time and galloped away quickly.