At this time, an old man with a white beard who called himself Kuzhu said: "I am a poor Taoist, Kuzhu, today my Taoist friend Lin is visiting our Heavenly Demon Sect. You and I are destined to exchange wonderful teachings."
Lin Mo saw that he was good at cultivation and smiled back: "Senior Kuzhu said something serious. Lin is not talented, but I would like to ask you for advice."
The two continued to discuss cultivation and elixirs. Lin Mo did not deliberately show off, but was steady and calm, which gradually impressed everyone.
In the interaction with Kuzhu, Lin Mo showed a confident and friendly side. He and Kuzhu complimented each other, and the exchanges between them were full of a relaxed and happy atmosphere. Lin Mo's humility and sincerity left a positive impression on everyone.
After some conversation, Hu Qinglei suggested: "I'm afraid Taoist friend Lin has just arrived and hasn't rested yet. How about we move inside the hall and we can continue the conversation."
Everyone agreed. There was a burst of whispers in the hall, all discussing Lin Mo's identity.
"Senior Lin seems to be related to Yinluo Sect." A young man in green robe asked tentatively.
"How can you say this?" Hu Qinglei raised his eyebrows, "Yinluo Sect has been in trouble recently, how can Fellow Daoist Lin be related to it?"
After hearing this, Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "This junior did have an encounter with the Yin Luo Sect, but please tell me this in detail in person to avoid misunderstanding."
When everyone heard what he said, they suddenly became interested and began to speculate about the relationship between him and the Yinluo Sect...
Lin Mo maintained a calm and calm attitude in the face of everyone's curiosity. He answered some questions calmly while also guiding the conversation, demonstrating his social acumen and intelligence. Everyone's reactions to him were mixed, some showed admiration while others remained cautious.
Hu Qinglei's topic triggered some monks to ask Lin Mo questions, and some asked about his relationship with Yinluo Sect. Lin Mo took a deep breath: "I did have a grudge against the Yinluo Sect."
Lin Mo spoke calmly and frankly admitted that he had killed the leader of Yinluo Sect.
This news was like a stone thrown into still waters, immediately causing an uproar.
"What!" "Fellow Daoist Lin personally killed the leader of the Yinluo Sect." Everyone was in an uproar.
"Although what you did was reasonable, it was against our rules after all." An old man frowned.
"You are exaggerating." Lin Mo said with a smile, "I just want to understand the old grudges and have no other intentions."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Mo, and earth-shaking changes suddenly occurred. Some people were shocked, some couldn't believe it, and some were in awe.
Although everyone was surprised, they could understand Lin Mo's actions. Lin Mo's calm and calm attitude left a deep impression on everyone.
"Since Fellow Daoist Lin has killed the leader of the Yinluo Sect, he must have mastered the secret." A young monk asked tentatively, "Can you tell me what happened at that time?"
Lin Mo described the entire process without hesitation and was honest about his behavior.
Although everyone was surprised, they couldn't help but look at Lin Mo with admiration - not only was he extremely powerful, but he also handled things calmly and calmly, and was not at all like the evil spirit rumored by the outside world.
"Fellow Daoist Lin is well-informed and must know the sect secrets of Yinluo Sect very well." A middle-aged man said with a smile, "I really hope that Friend Daoist Lin can give me some advice to open my eyes."
Lin Mo responded to various inquiries calmly, and gradually people changed from shock to recognition of his strength and personality...
At this time, three top maids slowly walked into the hall. They are all exquisitely beautiful, truly the beauty of the country.
When three stunning female nuns entered the hall, everyone was fascinated by them. Each of them has outstanding and amazing looks, as if they are fairies walking out of a painting. They walked gracefully, eliciting a flurry of wonder and uproar with every step. The atmosphere in the hall became active again with their appearance.
The monks took out carefully prepared gifts and presented them to the three beautiful maids, expressing their respect and courtesy. These maids are graceful and outstanding in appearance, shining like elves in the spotlight of the banquet.
Lin Mo also took out a few pills from his storage bag and put them into the gift plate calmly. Although not as extravagant and wasteful as others, it is still polite and considerate enough.
He was well aware of his status in this banquet, and he also hoped to show his sincerity through this gift. The smell of the elixir filled the air, attracting the attention of some monks. They couldn't help but become more curious about Lin Mo's strength.
"Thank you fellow Taoists for your generous gift!" The three maids thanked them in unison, with joy on their faces.
Lin Mo smiled lightly, said a few polite words and stopped talking. Everyone saw that he was measured and looked at him differently.
All of a sudden, the gift plate was piled with all kinds of rare treasures and medicinal materials. There was no hint of shabbyness at all, but it was full of lively and festive atmosphere.
The atmosphere became more and more lively, and people began to communicate and exchange gifts, creating a festive atmosphere. On this festive occasion, the hall was filled with strong emotion and warmth.
"The three sisters Zi Ling, Zhao Yang and Cuihua are so radiant!" All the male cultivators smiled and complimented them repeatedly.
Lin Mo couldn't help but take a second look, secretly sighing at the beauty of the country. But when his eyes fell on Zi Ling, he couldn't help but froze.
The appearance of Zi Ling made Lin Mo's face change slightly, and his mood seemed to be affected. The moment Zi Ling saw Lin Mo, his eyes lit up with excitement. Her pupils shrank suddenly and she softly called out his name: "Lin Mo..."
The two people looked at each other, and everyone present saw some clues and cast curious glances. Especially Zi Ling's behavior and expression aroused everyone's curiosity.
"How could it be...how could it be you?" Lin Mo's expression suddenly changed and he was in disbelief.
The hall was so quiet for a moment that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was full of doubts and speculations about the special relationship between Lin Mo and Zi Ling, and discussions continued. The old man Muguan's face also became gloomy, and he seemed to have noticed something unusual happening.
This sudden incident made the atmosphere in the hall tense again, which was in sharp contrast to the previous celebrations. Everyone's eyes met, and everyone began to secretly guess what would happen next.
Zi Ling's eyes have been following Lin Mo, his eyes full of excitement and desire.
Lin Mo felt Zi Ling's gaze, and inevitably had some complicated emotions in his heart. He tried to remain calm, but under Zi Ling's gaze, the ripples in his heart could not be concealed.
The old man's eyes wandered between the two, trying to explore their relationship. The atmosphere in the hall was solidified, and everyone was waiting for the next development, full of curiosity about the story of Lin Mo and Zi Ling.
"Zi Ling, you know Taoist Lin," Hu Qinglei asked curiously.
"Fellow Daoist Lin was a benefactor in the past, and Zi Ling will never forget his kindness." Zi Ling hid her thoughts and forced a smile.
When everyone saw this, they were puzzled and surprised. Lin Mo's expression was also very strange, as if he was hiding something from the past.
The look between Lin Mo and Zi Ling instantly made the atmosphere of the whole scene weird.
Everyone felt strange that there seemed to be some unspeakable past between the two people.
The tense atmosphere in the hall seemed to have reached its peak. This unusual situation seemed particularly abrupt in the previous festive atmosphere. Everyone's eyes met, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
"I wonder if you can explain the relationship between Daoist Fellow Lin and Sister Zi Ling to resolve our doubts," a young monk asked tentatively.
Lin Mo's brows frowned slightly. He felt the attention of everyone, but he remained calm. He didn't want to expose his feelings and entanglements with Zi Ling in front of everyone, but at this moment, he felt as if he was being pushed to the forefront.
"This matter is in the past and there is no need to mention it again." Lin Mo said lightly.
Zi Ling lowered his head, hiding the ups and downs in his heart. The story between her and Lin Mo seemed unpredictable and made the whole scene tense.
The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be still, and everyone's eyes shuttled back and forth between Lin Mo and Zi Ling.
After seeing each other for many years, Lin Mo is no longer the immature scholar he once was, but a mature man full of masculinity. Zi Ling's heart was full of mixed feelings, including surprise, joy, and a little bit of disappointment.
Hu Qinglei looked at Zi Ling with a smile, stood up at the right time, raised the wine glass in his hand, opened his conversation to Lin Mo, and to everyone: "Today, our Demon Palace rarely welcomes a distinguished guest, this It’s Zi Ling, the concubine of my Demon Palace, and everyone is lucky enough to see her face.”
The atmosphere in the hall became more tense under Hu Qinglei's words. Everyone was talking and looking at each other, trying to find clues in each other's eyes. Especially those who knew the relationship between Hu Qinglei and Zi Ling had a hint of playfulness and curiosity in their eyes.
Lin Mo kept a calm expression on the side, as if he had already expected such a situation. He was aware of Zi Ling's emotional turmoil, but he didn't reveal too much. He just smiled and waited for the next development.
Hu Qinglei looked at the two of them and sneered: "Humph, it turns out you two know each other. In that case, then Zi Ling, you can give Lin Mo a glass of wine, which can be regarded as a settlement between you."
Zi Ling took the wine glass, her hands shaking slightly. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly heated up the moment Zi Ling took the wine glass, and the monks' eyes were fixed on her. It seemed as if the whole scene had stopped, leaving only the glass of wine swaying in the air.
Zi Ling raised her wine glass, her eyes flickered slightly, and her lips trembled slightly. She felt the gaze of countless eyes, which made her feel extremely complicated.
She knew that at this critical moment, she couldn't appear too excited, but the fluctuations in her heart made it difficult for her to remain calm.
Her eyes stayed on Lin Mo for a moment, and then she turned her eyes to the wine glass in her hand.
She knew that once she drank this glass of wine, it would mean that she officially accepted her status as Hu Qinglei's concubine, and the relationship between her and Lin Mo would also deteriorate.
Zi Ling's hands were trembling slightly, but she still walked steadily to Lin Mo and gently placed the wine glass in front of him.
"Lin Mo, I toast you this glass of wine." Zi Ling's voice was weak, but full of complex emotions.
Lin Mo nodded slightly, took the wine glass, didn't say anything, just smiled lightly, and drank it cleanly.
Zi Ling looked up at Lin Mo, with sadness in her eyes, and seemed to be expecting something. She bit her red lips and was about to raise her glass and drink the wine in her hand, but she shook it suddenly and almost spilled the wine.
It turned out that Hu Qinglei saw that Zi Ling was reluctant to raise the glass, so he secretly imposed a ban on her, trying to force her to drink the glass of wine.
"I...I can't drink this glass of wine." Zi Ling said tremblingly, with despair in his eyes.
She knew that at this moment, her fate was in the hands of others and she had no choice.
Lin Mo looked at it, his brows furrowed, and a burst of anger rose in his heart...
"Zi Ling, drink this glass of wine quickly!" Hu Qinglei's tone was no longer gentle, but full of impatience.
Zi Ling held the wine glass, her hands trembling slightly, but she still didn't drink it.
"Don't you want to regret it?" Hu Qinglei sneered, "I don't have the patience to play these tricks with you."
"Zi Ling may need some time to adapt, so it's not advisable to force it." Lin Mo opened his mouth to dissuade him.
"Why do you, an outsider, interfere in the internal affairs of the Demon Palace?" The old man with wooden crown narrowed his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent emanated from him.
Lin Mo was not afraid, but smiled and said: "I just care about my friends. Miss Zi Ling obviously has something to hide, so it's not appropriate to force her."
"Haha, it's hard to explain." Hu Qinglei laughed, "It sounds like she has a choice. She is now a member of the Demon Palace and must act according to my wishes."
"You!" Zi Ling glared at Hu Qinglei, with deep hatred in his eyes.
"Come here, put more restrictions on this ungrateful woman!" Hu Qinglei shouted.
Several demon cultivators responded and approached Zi Ling.
"Stop!" Lin Mo shouted, and his momentum exploded instantly, knocking away the demon cultivators.
"You!" The old man Muguan and Hu Qinglei changed their colors at the same time.
"It seems that Zi Ling did not do it voluntarily." Lin Mo said calmly, "I even doubt whether you kidnapped her by force."
"Hahaha!" Hu Qinglei laughed wildly, "This is the devil's way, the strong is respected! What is voluntary or not is all nonsense. Now that she has entered the devil's palace, she can only obey my orders!"
"The devil should have its own rules and should not be intimidated." Lin Mo said calmly.
"What a loud tone!" Hu Qinglei gritted his teeth, "Why do you think you are equal to me? Today I want you to see what the rules of the Demon Palace are!"
The tension between the two was tense, and the spiritual pressure surged. The entire demon cultivator in the hall retreated consciously, for fear of being affected. Only Zi Ling was still standing there, looking at Lin Mo with mixed feelings in her heart...
Lin Mo stared at Zi Ling intently, as if looking for the answer in her eyes. Under Zi Ling's emotional gaze, he slowly spoke: "Zi Ling, I have a question for you, and I hope you can answer it sincerely."
"I just want to confirm one thing." Lin Mo looked at Zi Ling and asked calmly, "Are you voluntarily becoming Hu Qinglei's concubine?"
Zi Ling couldn't hide her bitterness. She opened her mouth but stopped talking.
This question was like a bomb that dropped into the atmosphere of the hall. Everyone's eyes turned to Zi Ling, waiting for her answer.
Zi Ling was caught in a conflict, her emotions fluctuated, and her heart seemed to be pulled by an indescribable force.
