"How about you go in first."
Ji Di glanced at Zhao Huanhuang with a calm expression.
Zhao Huanhuang was silent for a while, then nodded.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the World Island floating in the sky.
A puppet that was only half the height of a normal human appeared in front of the two of them. The puppet had no expression on its face and said in a stuck voice:
"You two, please come back."
Extreme Martial Saint and Zhao Huanhuang both frowned.
"Lin Tian doesn't want to see us?" Ji Di asked with his hands behind his back.
"Lin Tian didn't know that the two of them were coming because of the Holy Tribulation. The demon's physical strength is amazing and his willpower has reached the level of respect. If Lin Tian goes there, he may not be his opponent."
Zhao Huanhuang's eyes were clear and he continued:
"I'm not here to ask Lin Tian to fight against Mo Yan alone, but to join forces with Jiang Daoheng to suppress him together."
The Supreme Martial Saint's eyes flashed slightly but he said nothing.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Martial Saint said that Lin Tian was no match for Mo Yan, so he just smiled inwardly.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Huanhuang thought so too.
Still too conservative.
Ji Diwu Sheng felt that Lin Tian still had a chance of defeating Mo Yan.
"Is that so?"
The puppet man groaned, his voice as dry and hoarse as two pieces of wood colliding together.
But both Ji Diandi and Zhao Huanhuang knew that the puppet represented the Martial Saint of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and they did not dare to neglect them.
"Don't you know what's happening to Jiang Daoheng right now?"
The puppet said quietly, its eyes like two random dots engraved on the wooden head by an ink pen, without any emotion.
"What happened?" Zhao Huanhuang asked in a deep voice.
"It seems that you really don't know." The puppet whispered, raising a finger in the sky with one hand.
A picture appeared, showing Jiang Daoheng kneeling down while being suppressed by Mo Yan.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Huanhuang's expression suddenly changed and his breathing became deeper.
"Don't you even know that your apprentice cheated with his will crystal?"
The puppet continued to make noises.
Zhao Huanhuang was a little stunned and said nothing at the moment.
"What you said about Jiang Daoheng and Lin Tian joining forces to defeat Mo Yan seems simple. In fact, Lin Tian can resist Mo Yan's will suppression, while Jiang Daoheng will only be defeated in an instant.
All in all, in the end, it was Lin Tian and Mo Yan's decisive battle. "
The puppet said quietly, then suddenly continued:
"Zhao Huanhuang, Jiang Daoheng is your disciple, but Lin Tian is the successor of my will. By using my successor in this way, although I am old, I still have the will of the Martial Saint."
At this moment, the puppet's voice completely changed into Wu Wanjie's voice. At this moment, it was more like staring at Zhao Huanhuang, very coldly.
Zhao Huanhuang was startled, then saluted the puppet and said:
"I made a mistake. I didn't expect Lin Tian's progress to be so fast."
"Go away." The puppet said in a low voice.
Zhao Huanhuang was stunned, but still nodded.
At this moment, night gradually fell, and the gloomy sky seemed to suppress the earth.
The west is an endless snow-capped mountain area, and the huge shadow of the Holy Tribulation World presses down, making the land even darker.
Zhao Huanhuang turned around and walked alone above the clouds, feeling inexplicably depressed at this moment.
"One more thing. These are some of the blood and mental potions that Lin Tian obtained from killing people in the Tibia World. Please give them to Lin Tian, Martial Saint of Ten Thousand Tribulations."
Zhao Huanhuang took out a storage ring and handed it to the puppet.
He pursed his lips and continued:
"I have never had a conversation with Lin Tian, and now he should think that I am an enemy.
But along the way, I, Zhao Huanhuang, have done everything for the human race. If he hadn't risen so strangely, the road I laid would only make the human race better.
The power struggle with Teacher Liu was not because I loved rights, but because Teacher Liu and I were at odds with each other. "
He kept talking, and there was a slight change in the expression of the Supreme Martial Saint.
"If the demon dares to come to the human race, he must be sure to leave the human race safely. Once Mount Tibia is recognized by the demon race, it will be a shame for the country and the people.
This is because Lin Tian showed the suppression brought by Zhengrong. I don't think this is Lin Tian's fault. "
He whispered, and then disappeared.
Ji Di Martial Saint glanced at the direction Zhao Huanhuang left, pursed his lips, and had a complicated look in his eyes.
"In the extreme, you should leave too."
The puppet said to the Extreme Martial Saint at this moment.
"Me?" Ji Di smiled lightly:
"I didn't ask Lin Tian to go to Tibia Mountain. I came to Lin Tian to discuss matters about the South China Sea."
………………
Are you sure you want to continue? "
The Extreme Martial Saint asked in astonishment.
In the mountain stream, the stream gurgled, and Lin Tian sat cross-legged high in the sky, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his breath was depressed.
"No, keep going, I'm worried I'll die."
Lin Tian laughed sarcastically and activated the [Ancient Thunder Way], causing blood and energy to surge throughout his body to repair the damaged areas.
Repair refers to the repair and degeneration of cells.
For a warrior, it is difficult to repair with Qi and blood.
But for spiritual masters, powerful spiritual power is spread throughout the body, and they can accurately control cells and blood, and repair it with Qi and blood.
Of course, this is a situation where there is a lot of time. Under normal circumstances, healing elixirs are more effective.
"Your battle realm is about to be promoted to the senior level. It should be that you have obtained a lot of will essence in the tibia world, but you have not fully absorbed it."
Wu Wanjie commented, secretly praising it.
"Well, so I still have to go one more time, but the next time I go, I will probably have to fight against the emperor. With my current strength, it will be very dangerous if I enter rashly."
Lin Tian said lightly.
"Well, do you plan to wait until Mo Yan recognizes the master of Tibia Mountain before claiming the master again?"
Wu Wanjie was surprised and kindly suggested:
"If you think this way, the demons must have also thought of it. If Mo Yan recognizes his master, you may not be able to find Tibia Mountain at all. Don't underestimate the demons' methods."
Lin Tian smiled lightly:
"He can't recognize the Lord, because I have already been recognized by the will of Mount Tibia."
Lin Tian's voice fell, and Wu Wanjie's brows raised slightly.
So that's it.
"So, whether it is Jiang Daoheng or Mo Yan, there is no possibility of them recognizing their master from the beginning?"
Wu Wanjie asked.
"That's it." Lin Tian smiled.
Wu Wanjie couldn’t laugh or cry:
"If you tell this news to the Martial Arts Club, they will probably scold you to death. They have been very worried about what you have caused in the past two days."
Lin Tian smiled lightly and said:
"I don't plan to tell anyone. Once I'm ready, it's time for me to get back what originally belonged to me."
Wu Wanjie nodded:
"How long do you plan to prepare?"
"I don't know either. All this time, I have just been fighting, plundering, and practicing with techniques, but the number of times has been very few. I think I should get familiar with my body."
