"It seems that you are not convinced." Lin Zheng looked majestic, "Well, for the sake of the fourth elder, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, so as not to say that I am arbitrary."
"What opportunity?" Lin Mu chuckled. He definitely didn't think Lin Zheng had any good intentions.
"The old man who controlled the beasts has recently cultivated a batch of new monsters and is currently short of demon warriors. This is a great opportunity for the Lin family to make good friends with the old man who controls the beasts. It just so happens that the candidate has not yet been decided, so you will participate on behalf of the family." Lin
He said slowly.
"What a great opportunity, second uncle, are you really my second uncle?" Lin Mu's heart was cold and his eyes were full of sarcasm.
The old man who controls the beast is a famous warrior in Xichuan City. It is said that his strength is no less than a ninth-level warrior. More importantly, he is good at controlling monsters. He can make monsters fight for him. One person is equivalent to a small army.
Every year, the old man who controls the beasts will breed new little monsters, which requires specialized warriors to fight the little monsters, test the strength of the monsters, and help the old man who controls the beasts select powerful little monsters.
Monsters are divided into small monsters and big monsters. Small monsters are equivalent to human warriors, and big monsters are equivalent to warriors.
However, most monsters are born with strong physical bodies, especially in the early stage. They have huge advantages and can completely overwhelm humans at the same level. Therefore, even though little monsters may look like warriors, they are actually a great threat to warriors.
However, in order to match the strength of the little demon, the old man controlling the beast did not allow warriors to come, because the strength of the warriors was too strong and he could not test the strength of the new little demon.
The major aristocratic families knew that it was extremely dangerous to send people to be demon-testing warriors, but in order to make friends with the powerful old beast master, they still sent their own warriors every year.
"Testing demons?" The Seventh Elder frowned, "Last year, the people my Lin family sent to participate in the experiment of demon testing were sixth-level warriors, but they all died later. Wouldn't it be too dangerous for Lin Mu to go? I think it's better to send
Is it better to go with a collateral descendant?"
"I don't like hearing what the seventh elder said." The fourth elder said angrily, "Is Lin Mu's life important, but the lives of his descendants are not?"
The seventh elder's expression changed, and he didn't know how to refute it. Of course, the lives of collateral descendants are not as important as those of direct descendants, but such words are just a tacit rule. You can keep them in mind, but you must never say them out loud.
"Thank you, Seventh Elder."
Lin Mu still had a good impression of these seven elders. This man was his father's staunch supporter when he was in the family, and he was the only one who never took refuge in Lin Zheng, the second uncle.
"Lin Mu, you don't have to be afraid. What happened today is too ridiculous. Even if I risk my life, I won't let them succeed." The seventh elder said angrily.
Lin Mu shook his head and said calmly: "When?"
"Two days later." The fourth elder chuckled.
"Okay, I'll go." Lin Mu agreed.
Fear?
Why should I be afraid? It’s too late to be happy.
The first secret in the "Nine Jue Manual", Bei Ming Jue, is to improve one's cultivation by devouring life force. It just so happened that he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. Now Lin Zheng's plan, although it is very dangerous, is not a good opportunity.
Demon warriors can fight monsters legitimately. Even if they kill monsters, no one will blame them, because the dead monsters only mean that the monsters are too weak.
"Absolutely not." The seventh elder's expression changed drastically.
The Fourth Elder and others laughed, feeling that Lin Mu had given in.
"Well, since Lin Mu himself agreed, let's decide like this." Lin Zheng had a smile in his eyes and didn't pay attention to the seventh elder's words.
"Lin Mu, wait."
As soon as Lin Mu left the conference hall, the voice of the seventh elder came from behind.
"Seventh Elder."
Stopping, Lin Mu looked very respectful. He remembered the other party's previous help in his heart.
The seventh elder sighed, but knew that what was decided at the clan meeting could no longer be changed, and it would be useless to talk about it, so he asked: "What are you going to do in the next two days?"
Lin Mu shook his head: "It happened so suddenly, I didn't make any preparation at all."
"You don't have a weapon yet, right?" the Seventh Elder pointed out.
"Seventh Elder, what do you mean?" Lin Mu felt moved after hearing this.
"In two days, it's too late to practice martial arts, but it's just enough time to get familiar with the weapons and develop the feel." The seventh elder patted Lin Mu on the shoulder, "Let's go to the Hidden Arms Pavilion. I can't get involved in other places. This Hidden Arms Pavilion
My words still have an effect."
The person in charge of the Cangbing Pavilion is Elder Zheng Qi.
"good."
Lin Mu secretly felt warm. With the weapon, he would have a little more confidence in saving his life.
With the seven elders leading the way, Lin Mu easily entered the Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion.
"Lin Mu, go in and choose by yourself. Don't be anxious. Make sure you choose the weapon that suits you."
The seventh elder said patiently.
"I will."
Lin Mu was also quite excited at the thought of having his own weapons soon.
The Cangbing Pavilion has two floors.
The first level contains low-level, medium-level and high-level weapons, while the second level contains yellow-level weapons, and even legendary weapons.
Yellow-level weapons and spiritual weapons were too precious, so Lin Mu was naturally not qualified to choose them, and his family would not allow them.
If you don't have enough strength, but you have high-end weapons, you will definitely attract the covetousness of the strong.
At this time, there were also other family members in the Hidden Arms Pavilion, but Lin Mu didn't pay attention to them. His eyes were attracted by the dazzling array of weapons.
"Huh? Isn't this a loser like Lin Mu?"
Lin Mu is definitely famous in the Lin family. Although he is notorious, no one knows about him. The children of the family can recognize him at a glance.
"Hahaha, Lin Mu, don't you like Poison Dao Grandmaster? What kind of weapons do you use?" A fourth-level warrior teased.
Lin Mu glanced at them lightly. He might not know every one of these warrior disciples, but he was very familiar with this fourth-level warrior and his companions.
The two were descendants of the family, named Lin Gang and Lin Yun. Lin Yun was not impressed by them, but Lin Gang had humiliated him many times before.
But now, he no longer took these people to heart. He quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on looking at the weapons around him.
"What weapon should I use?"
Lin Mu was a little undecided as he kept observing and walking in front of each weapon rack.
sword?
Known as the "King of Hundreds of Soldiers" and "The Weapon of the Saint", he is supreme and noble, but Lin Mu doesn't feel that tempted.
Gentleman? Saint?
He never thought of himself as such a person.
gun?
The king of weapons in the army was known for his domineering power, but Lin Mu also felt that it was not suitable for him.
Rather than being domineering, he yearns for lightness, freedom, and freedom.
knife?
The reputation is no longer under the sword, but it still seems to be missing something.
Until his footsteps inadvertently stopped on the weapon rack where the flying knives were displayed, Lin Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.
A flying knife shaped like a dragon and as thin as cicada wings appeared in his mind inexplicably.