Of course, in this case, you can only think about it in your heart.
If you say it, you will be crushed to death by these immortals.
Facing the gazes of the big guys,
Li Mu kept hypnotizing himself:
They are just some low-level immortals, I am not afraid of the Hunyuan Wuji Demon Lord at all.
So what about the Peak Master? I am the Holy Son, I have a system, and I am the protagonist.
Thinking like this, the tension disappeared and my mind quickly calmed down.
Li Mu stepped off the flying boat and came to the immortals with steady steps.
Shi Shiran bowed and said, neither humble nor arrogant:
"Disciple Li Mu, I have met the master and all the immortals."
Su Bing nodded calmly, thinking to himself that this boy was becoming more and more stable.
"The Holy Son does not need to be polite."
"The Holy Son's fight yesterday was an eye-opener for the old Taoist."
"If the Holy Son is free someday, he can come to the old Taoist cave and give guidance to those incompetent disciples."
The people in the sedan chair were carrying people, Li Mu, the holy son, treated him with courtesy, and the immortals were willing to give him face.
Faced with the polite courtesy of the immortals, Li Mu responded with ease.
In his previous life, he worked hard in the workplace for more than ten years. He washed his feet in the sauna with his colleagues, drank and dined with his leaders, and accompanied his customers to eat, drink and have fun. He was already familiar with the world's ways.
Simply treat these elder immortals as customers.
While chatting, the immortals were made happy. Each one took out magic weapons and elixirs and stuffed them into Li Mu's arms.
The elders gave it to me, but I dare not refuse it.
Li Mu pretended to decline, and finally accepted it out of fear.
There were cheers and laughter on the viewing platform, and it was a happy scene.
On the contrary, Su Bing was stunned for a moment.
This kid, is he so good at causing trouble?
Li Mu stopped as soon as he was ready, and obediently retreated behind Su Bing, stood together with Su Ling'er, and made a background board.
Su Ling'er quietly gave a thumbs up.
The corners of Li Mu's mouth rose slightly.
The arrival of two young juniors was just a small episode.
Su Bing and the immortals quickly returned to the previous topic.
Talking about the current situation in Dongzhou.
The new force Tianzhimen is rising rapidly.
The 80,000-year-old Blood Evil Sect has made a comeback,
Yugu Hehuan Sect stirred up wind and rain.
More than ten small immortal sects have been destroyed in Dongzhou.
Traditional immortal sects such as Shenyi Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect have also been affected, and powerful men at the level of golden immortals have gone to the front line.
The battle between good and evil, and the battle between immortals and demons, has been spreading for a hundred thousand years.
After a thousand years of peace, the past hundred years have seen another storm.
Li Mu's hair stood on end listening to this.
Immortals and demons will never stop fighting.
Then if it is discovered that I have the Hunyuan Wuji Immortal Demonic Path,
Are you going to kill me a hundred times?
Brother Tongzi, you put me to death!
Naturally, the immortals didn't know what Su Mu was thinking and continued chatting.
After a while, Su Bing looked at the sun and said:
"That's almost it. Let's start discussing the Tao."
All the immortals return to their places.
The battle for the place list begins.
Su Ling'er said goodbye to Li Mu and flew to the Dao Forum to draw lots.
The Taoism Ceremony is held every ten years.
The participants are all disciples who have joined the sect in the past ten years.
There are more than a hundred foundation-building disciples in this year.
The gong rang loudly.
On the discussion platform, magic weapons clashed with each other and flying swords flew around.
It was much more exciting than yesterday when the Qi Refining disciples fought.
But in the eyes of the immortals, the battle of refining Qi and building foundations is equally boring.
Although the fighting on the Taoist platform was lively, the immortals didn't even look at it.
Some were chatting, some were drowsy, and even some immortals had their souls leave their bodies, leaving only a Taoist body here to show off.
Li Mu stood behind Su Bing, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, his back straight, his eyes, nose and heart, waiting for the master to speak.
After more than an hour, Su Bing finally couldn't help but raise the topic:
"In the past three years, I have been busy with sect affairs and have not been able to guide you in your practice. You don't blame me, right?"
Haha, you old man, you are obviously busy spending time with your fairy wife, fishing and having fun, but you are taking the blame for your sect.
I've never seen anyone so shameless.
"How dare you, disciple?" Li Mu said quickly, "Master has a heavy responsibility and works hard day and night, but because of his low level, the disciple cannot share his worries and relieve his work. Every time he thinks about this, he loses his taste in food, cannot sleep at night, and has difficulty sleeping and eating. install."
Su Bing snorted, "You, after all the talk, you still blame being a teacher for delaying your practice."
Li Mu made a look of fear: "Disciple doesn't dare."
"How dare you?" Su Bing shook his head, "Only you know what you are thinking, and I don't know how to use soul-searching techniques to find out your memories and thoughts."
Li Mu's body trembled slightly, the soul-searching technique?
Su Bing was already in the Golden Immortal realm. Although he didn't look back, he clearly sensed Li Mu's reaction and asked without looking back: "Why are you nervous?"
I'm crazy.
Li Mu almost broke out in a cold sweat.
There is actually such a thing as the soul-searching technique?
Then my Hunyuan Wuji Heavenly Demon Tao Seed can't be hidden even if it's hidden?
No, no, the system can even acquire the Hunyuan Wuji Heavenly Demon Dao Seed, so it naturally has the means to deal with the Golden Immortal.
I have never heard of a fantasy novel in which the protagonist is soul-searched.
Don't be afraid, Brother Tongzi will protect me.
After thinking about this, Li Mu no longer worried.
But the trembling he had just now had been discovered.
This old man will definitely think that I have some dirty secret!
Li Mu suddenly remembered that Su Ling'er asked him yesterday if he was a spy for the evil cultivator.
Grass!
This old man is doubting me!
Deliberately using the soul-searching technique to test my reaction!
What to do now?
It would be great if there was a thunder, and I could learn from Uncle Liu Huang.
It's a pity that the sky is clear, God doesn't help, I have to rely on myself.
Li Mu's mind was agitated, and suddenly an idea flashed, yes!
There is a secret in the fused memory.
There was a tangled and struggling expression on his face.
Su Bing picked up the white jade tea cup and used the cup lid to skim the floating spiritual leaves.
Even if Dao Yun is not released, it still gives people huge pressure that the storm is coming.
Li Mu pretended to be nervous, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, came to Su Bing and knelt down.
"My disciple made a mistake, please punish me, Master."
The chattering and sleepy immortals around them all pricked up their ears.
Su Bing blew the hot tea and spit it out of his embroidered mouth. The immortal energy was dense and turned into an invisible barrier.
There are only two masters and disciples in the barrier.
Su Bing took a sip of the spirit tea and then said slowly:
"What's wrong with you? Tell me."
Li Mu took a deep breath, "Disciple... When I was young, I lived on the streets and begged for a living. When I was ten years old, I was spotted by a medicine shop owner who said I was clever and wanted to adopt me as his adopted son."
Su Bing snorted.
Li Mu searched for some vague memories and continued:
"The disciple was taken to the shopkeeper's home, put on new clothes, had a good meal, and lived a good life for six months."
"Until the shopkeeper's wife relapsed, the shopkeeper hired a young Taoist priest to perform exorcisms."
"That night, when the disciple got up to go to the toilet, he heard the shopkeeper and the little Taoist priest talking in the room."
"I just found out that the shopkeeper has been raising me for half a year to use my flesh and blood to make a human elixir to cure his wife's illness."
Su Bing put down the tea cup, "What next?"
Li Mu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Disciple, kill the shopkeeper."
