Lin Mu stood with his hands behind his hands and ignored them, still looking at the plaque on the mountain gate.
"Your Excellency, this is Jiuyun Temple. No matter who you are, I hope you will explain your origins quickly. Otherwise, please leave."
One of the mountain gate guards said sternly. Lin
Mu withdrew his gaze.
Finally, he looked at the two gate guards of Jiuyun Temple and said calmly: "Go tell Jiuyun and let him come out and die."
His tone was very calm, as if he was not talking about Yun Sheng, but asking a certain servant of Jiuyun Temple to come out and die. Two people
The guards at the famous Jiuyunguan Mountain Gate were all stunned.
Immediately afterwards, the two became furious.
"court death!"
The guard on the left drew his sword boldly and pointed it at Lin Mu: "Sir, no matter where you come from, if you dare to insult the saint at the gate of Jiuyun Temple, it is a capital crime." Qiang
!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared and turned into a bolt, shooting towards Lin Mu. Wait.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Lin Mu, with the sharp sword in his hand stabbing Lin Mu's throat.
"I didn't expect Senior Brother Huo to be so powerful. Looking at his speed, I'm afraid it would be difficult for even the Great Luo to resist."
The guard at the mountain gate on the right said in surprise. Bang
Long!
Suddenly, a loud noise echoed. Right
Before the guard at Bianshan Gate could react, he saw a figure flying backwards and hitting the mountain gate hard.
Looking ahead, the man in green clothes is still standing there calmly and calmly. "
There is an enemy attack."
The guard at the mountain gate on the right did not hesitate, shouting and waving a signal to notify the mountain gate.
Lin Mu ignored him, and suddenly with a move of his hand, the sword guarding the mountain gate on the left fell into his hand. Then
Afterwards, he waved and threw. Right
The guard at Bianshan Gate turned pale with horror.
Just a clang was heard, and the sword over there shot into the plaque on the mountain gate. Click.
Crack!
Immediately afterwards, the mountain gate plaque split into two halves and fell to the ground."
You...you..."
The guard at the mountain gate on the right had a trembling voice and pointed at Lin Mu angrily. Lin was speechless.
Mu didn't look at him and waved his sleeve casually. Bang
!one
Dao Qi Jin hit the guard of the mountain gate on the right, knocking the latter unconscious. Nine
Inside the Cloud View. This
At this moment, Jiuyun Temple is holding the largest Nine Clouds Competition.
In this Nine Clouds Competition, there are a total of five emperor-level treasures. If
Lin Mu or people who are familiar with Lin Mu here will probably recognize that these five imperial treasures belong to Lin Mu. That's right.
They are the wishful money, the wood chopping knife, the golden dragon gourd, the hidden night mirror and the golden dragon cloud.
For the disciples of Jiuyun Temple, these five imperial treasures are of complete types.
Suppression, attack, alchemy, defense and speed, there are five mainstream types of treasures, which can meet the needs of different types of disciples.
The enthusiasm of Jiuyunguan True Tradition was mobilized, and they were determined to win the top five in the competition.
In addition, in the center of the competition grounds, a Spirit Emperor was suppressed.
Jiuyun Guan is still reluctant to kill a Spirit Emperor.
But its value is unquestionable. It
Their skin, sinews, and spiritual flesh can be used to make treasures.
Its blood can be used to water spiritual soil and cultivate spiritual things. Yes
For Jiuyun Temple, it is a living treasure that continuously creates wealth for Jiuyun Temple. This is
In the second great competition, Yun Sheng personally announced that the champion would get the spirit blood and a ray of soul from the spirit emperor, which would be used to create top-notch puppets.
At this moment, the competition is in full swing.
The senior officials of Jiuyun Temple, headed by Yun Sheng, were all sitting on the highest platform."
Mo Xiaoyao is worthy of being the direct descendant of the Saint, and I think the winner of this competition must be him."
A red-haired old man praised. He
Mo Xiaoyao is the youngest direct disciple of Yun Sheng.
The saint's face was full of joy: "This kid still needs to make progress. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Not to mention other people, Lin Mu is no small matter." Listen.
At the mention of the name Lin Mu, everyone in the Jiuyun audience looked solemn. "
Lin Mu's strength is indeed extraordinary. He is not a saint, but he can escape from the hands of a saint. I heard that he even won third place in the Central Continent Competition." Hong.
The old man said. Cloud
Sheng frowned.
At this moment, the red-haired old man changed the topic: "But Mo Xiaoyao is also extraordinary. As long as he practices more, he can surpass Lin Mu in the future."
"Yes, this junior Lin Mu, no matter how strong he is, is nothing more than a Daluo. In fact, he was killed by Lord Yun Sheng last time, but he was saved by someone later."
Nephew Mo Xian's talent, understanding and mind are all outstanding. Lin Mu's current achievements are nothing more than the accumulation of resources. You can see that he has so many treasures in his hands."
Completely agree, under the same conditions, Lin Mu is far inferior to Nephew Mo Xian."
All the senior officials of Jiuyun Temple agreed.
Some people wondered: "Who saved Lin Mu?"
"Who else could it be? It's just that Master."
Another senior executive snorted coldly. Yes.
No one talks much about that master.
After all, the other party is probably a saint. Just
Even Yun Sheng was very afraid of Master and didn't want to mention it more.
"If you don't say this, the competition will end soon. We need to prepare for the celebration, and we must not be careless..."
Yun Sheng spoke.
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Before he finished speaking, a colorful firework shot into the sky from the mountain gate.
"What's going on?"
Who sent the enemy attack flare?"
The expressions of all the senior officials changed.
"Nonsense."
The silver-haired old man shouted: "In order to ensure that the conference is held smoothly, the foot of Jiuyun Mountain has been covered with our spies. No disturbance can be hidden from me. How can there be any enemy attack?"
"It seems that some disciples don't know the strict rules of the sect and dare to act recklessly."
Must be severely punished." No.
The young executive said angrily. Just
While they were talking, a strange aura approached from outside.
This breath is not very strong, but it is so weird that it makes people feel palpitating. No one can ignore it. Yun
Saint Ann sits on a high platform. He
He is a saint, and it is impossible to disturb him to deal with ordinary trivial matters. Then
The silver-haired old man walked out, stared at the direction from which the aura came, and said, "I wonder which of you, Your Excellency, came here uninvited? Do you think that Jiuyun Temple is a place in the mountains and wilderness, and that you can come in and out at will?" This
The movement also alerted other disciples.
The disciples who were competing stopped fighting one after another and looked towards the school gate.
The silver-haired old man's question was met with silence.
The silver-haired old man was angry. He
He is the deputy temple master of Jiuyun Temple, and he takes care of all the trivial matters of Jiuyun Temple on weekdays.
This kind of authority makes him more majestic and majestic. It can almost be said that he is inferior to Yun Sheng alone and superior to ten thousand people.
Now that he is being ignored, how can he not be angry?
"You dare to be so arrogant in our Jiuyun Temple, you are simply lawless."
The silver-haired old man said angrily: "Sage, please allow me to go out and catch the thief."
Before Yun Sheng could speak, a middle-aged man in the group of disciples said: "How dare you bother Master with such a trivial matter? Let the disciples do it for you."
The middle-aged man is the direct disciple of the silver-haired old man.
Among the new generation of disciples, the middle-aged man is also second only to Mo Xiaoyao.
The silver-haired old man was extremely satisfied and his expression softened.
At this time, Sheng smiled and said: "Your master is here, please ask your master for instructions."
The silver-haired old man said: "That's right."
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The middle-aged man picked up his sword and walked away, turning into a rainbow and rushing outside the school grounds.