Lin Mo drove the ghost carriage at high speed. Even though he had seen the tall roof of the Buddhist scripture building in the Muhuang Buddhist Temple in the distance, he still felt lingering fear.
He has already met three of the top five people in this world, starting with his own leader. Well, he doesn't have the demeanor of a master. He is either lying on a rocking chair or lying on his back on the main seat of the hall every day.
Then there is the Yin Tianzi of the underworld. Although he did not deliberately release his momentum when they first met, Lin Mo could still feel his power. However, because of the superior-subordinate relationship, Lin Mo was relatively relaxed when facing him.
Finally, there is the Emperor of Heaven. Like his leader, he seems ordinary and does not force himself with momentum, but in front of him, he feels an unspeakable sense of oppression.
Lin Mo didn't make any nonsense about saying that today's humiliation will be repaid in the future.
The strong are respected, no matter where in the world, the weak is weak. Even though Lin Mo has many status blessings, he seems to have surpassed ninety-nine percent of the warriors in the world.
But when it comes to himself, he is nothing more than a weak scumbag in the Yin and Yang realm.
What Lin Mo needs to do now is to get out of the psychological shadow caused by the Emperor of Heaven as soon as possible. Although he doesn't know why he doesn't kill himself, Lin Mo doesn't want to think about this problem.
Everything is based on strength. The battle of wits between masters is called a game. Even if the weak have extraordinary wisdom and want to participate in it, they may be crushed to pieces by the strong with an unintentional finger.
He looked at the body that was Leng Chuluo's substitute in his space equipment, and there were more important things to do below.
At this time, he was in a restaurant in the Big Skull Dynasty.
The carved eaves reflect the sun, and the painted buildings are filled with flying clouds. The green balconies are low and connected to the windows, and the emerald curtains are high above the windows.
If you want to have a banquet here, the price you will spend is probably close to the price of buying a Xuan-level weapon.
However, this restaurant was occupied for several days by a few people who looked like they had extraordinary temperament.
The drunk Taoist picked up a jar of Nvrong, gobbled, gobbled, gobbled, and finished half of the jar.
Then he licked his lips and said: "The wine here is indeed good. Although it is not as good as the ones I brewed myself, it is still excellent. This is why our chess boy boss is so generous, so that I don't have to fight with that sour scholar.
Shrunk your clothes and go on a diet every day.”
The scholar curled his lips and said: "Aren't you as free as an iron cock? You still have time to tell me. Although we are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, at our level, taking the path of literature consumes more resources."
Of course, he said that, the chopsticks in his hand quickly swept across the food on the table.
The food here is cooked by those ferocious beasts and wild beasts with strong blood. Although it is not of much use to the scholar's level, the taste is far better than the simple meals I used to eat when I had nothing to do.
The chess boy looked at the two of them with a dark look on his face, coughed a few times and said: "I booked this place to recuperate. With our current state, it doesn't matter even if we don't eat or drink for a year or two. The reason why you two
You are still so weak because you are too greedy for food and drink."
As for Yan Fenyu, he looked enviously at the drunken Taoists and scholars eating and drinking, and he could only sit in a corner silently. After all, these were seniors, and it would be too shameless for him to go up and grab the food.
The chess boy watched the two people listen to his words in one ear and out the other, and he didn't bother to say more, not to mention that he was not good at this kind of words.
The voice changed and he said: "I will go back to Weiwo Dao Palace next. What about you two, should you go to Muhuang Buddhist Temple to find the young leader, or should you go back with me?"
The painting idiot suddenly sent a message saying that the leader left Wangyou Mountain for some reason, so Weiwo Dao Palace needs at least five Wuyou Nine Sages to be in charge. You all know the situation of this battle with Zhongtian Ziwei Arctic Emperor.
Bar."
Having said this, the drunk Taoist and the scholar stopped what they were doing, with some ugly expressions on their faces.
The chess boy didn't care about this at all and continued: "Weiwo Daogong is indeed very strong, but the only one who is stronger is the leader. Currently, I am the highest among the Wuyou Nine Sages, but I am not as good as Zhongtian Ziwei Arctic Emperor.
If you lose, you lose. This is nothing to admit, but you have to know that three of the four imperial positions under the Emperor of Heaven are said to have been filled, and Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei and Arctic Emperor are the weakest among them.
This shows that if we go to war with Heaven, the final result will be that except for the leader, we will have no worries about the destruction of the Nine Sages.
I know that in the past, when I was still in a state of semi-reclusion in the world, both I and you would have been able to muddle along with cultivation. But now, according to Zui Taoist, the young leader has broken through to the Yin and Yang realm.
With his understanding, the threshold of the realm of unity between man and nature will not stop him for long, and then you will not need the young leader to protect you for the rest of your life.
You must know that among the previous leader and the Worry-free Seven Sages, the leader's strength was only ranked in the middle of the Worry-free Seven Sages, but when it comes to our current term, the result is that they are all lagging behind."
After saying this, the chess boy sighed, picked up the wine jar on the side and drank several sips. Then he did not deliberately resist the erosion of the wine, and just fainted.
As a new kid, Yan Fenyu hid aside and shivered. From the chess boy's words, he felt a vision of a world of great chaos. Along the way, he also heard what people in the world were talking about.
Nowadays, among the big forces, the realm of harmony between man and nature can only be considered as the middle level. Only the Zhenwu and Yangshen realms can be regarded as the true foundation and Dinghai Shenzhu of a force.
As a scumbag who was perfected the day after tomorrow, he once again remembered that in his previous life, he was killed by a battle between two so-called middle-level people, and the aftermath was wiped out.
The drunk Taoist looked at the drunken chess boy who had fallen asleep, sighed and said: "I didn't expect that the chess boy who never likes to drink would be so drunk. It seems that he lost to Zhongtian Ziwei and the North Pole Emperor this time. How will he feel?"
Even worse.
This world is indeed changing again and again. In the past, those who were in the realm of the unity of nature and man were considered to be the top leaders of all forces. As a result, in this battle, there were more than thirty warriors of the unity of nature and man exposed from several forces.
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Seventy percent of them are unfamiliar faces. Should we say that all parties are hiding too deeply?"
The scholar shook his head and said: "Perhaps we are living too easily under the protection of the leader. The chess boy has recovered more than half of his injuries. I will go with you to see the young leader in a few days.
After all, Fen Yu’s identity still needs to be determined first.”
Yan Fenyu looked at the scholar with a moved face when he heard this. His master had bad habits such as drinking alcohol, hooking up with girls when he had nothing to do, and going to brothels without paying. However, he was still a very good person. At least he always remembered his own affairs.
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Then he heard the scholar continue: "After all, Fen Yu has learned a lot along the way. If the young leader feels dissatisfied, I can send him to a peaceful death after a master-disciple battle."
Yan Fenyu's face turned pale at first, but then he thought that if the young leader really disagreed, he would not have to die, and then his face turned pale with fear.
The whole person's mood was up and down.
The drunk Taoist glanced at the scholar. He knew that the scholar was deliberately trying to scare his silly apprentice. After all, both of them felt a little heavy because of the chess boy's words. However, the scholar's way of having fun was really a bit willful.
After he also sighed, he looked at Yan Fenyu, who looked like he was about to die, and was extremely panicked, and thought to himself: Hey, this silly kid is better off being a casual cultivator than becoming a scholar.