"Just do it as much as you can, of course, preferably before I lose power."
Obviously the two of them didn't even know their names, but their simple words touched Lin Mo's heart.
He can understand the other person's good intentions.
In Chixian Jiuzhou, the cohesion between sects is very strong, not even weaker than that of the family.
Compared with the blood connection in the family, the inheritance in the sect is purer.
For the white-browed old monk, during the long-term sect practice and the changes of the years, the person who has been by his side from beginning to end is the senior brother and sister of the same level, that is, the two characters of Lingtai.
Therefore, there is nothing better than looking at the "Lingtai" temple plaque at the foot of the mountain. Even after thousands of years, no matter how many winds and rains it has experienced, it still stands there quietly and peacefully.
This is similar to passing on a fire from generation to generation.
Maybe hundreds of years later, I will still be around, but the people around me will no longer be familiar with the same kind of people.
Even loved ones and family members will leave.
And I would also choose to sit in front of this artifact hall, guarding the word 'spiritual platform', watching young lives passing by one after another, and quietly watching this temple covered with mottled years?
Lin Mo looked up at the nine-story pagoda-like artifact hall, slightly startled.
Is it a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly to heaven and earth?
Although he is confident that he can climb all the way to the top along the Chixian martial arts path, he does not need to mourn for a moment of self-reliance and envy the infinite world.
But he was able to understand the old monk's feelings.
Sighing slightly, Lin Mo walked into the artifact hall.
The Utensil Hall is divided into nine floors. The first three floors are for Buddhist scriptures, the middle three floors are for the secrets of martial arts, and the last three floors are for elixirs and utensils.
Each floor has a corresponding sexton monk who is responsible for finding things and registering things.
Lin Mo walked directly upstairs. With his Taoist token, he was able to go upstairs without any obstruction.
"Lin Mo?"
Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from upstairs.
When Lin Mo heard this, he looked up.
I saw more than a dozen disciples in front of me, leading two people. One had a face with a Chinese character and large and long earlobes. The other was wearing a blue roc robe and looked proud.
This is... Duanmulei, Wang Hao?
The one who spoke just now was Duan Mulei.
He remembered that after the big exam, a group of people were sorted into various lineages. Duanmulei, who came from Nanming County, chose the Lingtai lineage. He didn't stay with Wuyou Temple for long before he started practicing with his true brother.
Wang Hao joined Cihang's lineage, also because there were people there.
Before the big exam, the latter seemed to have some conflicts with Lin Mo.
Now it seems that it is almost good.
"I didn't expect it was you. It's really hard for us to find you. I tried to hold a party of the same year several times, but I couldn't find you." Duanmulei shaved his head at this time and entered the Buddhist school. With the same talent, compared with Lay disciples can receive more attention and preferential treatment.
At this time, he sighed generously.
"It's not my fault that I'm busy during this period." Lin Mo explained politely.
The disciples of Lingtai Temple are divided into Buddhists and laymen. Among them, the Buddhists are more pure, and most of them are disciples who have no worries. In addition to choosing when they join the sect and make ultimatums, they can also join later in the future if they see through the world of mortals.
Thanks to the old monk in front of the artifact hall, Lin Mo looked at Duan Mulei, who also had his head shaved, and had a good impression.
"It's nothing. I know that a person like you must be very busy. My brother even asked me specifically about you and asked me to ask you for more advice." Duanmulei saw that Lin Mo was not as aloof as he thought, and his face His smile was even more generous, and he pointed at a dozen ignorant men and women behind him:
"These are the disciples who entered the sect this year. Wang Hao and I are responsible for leading them to the Main Hall to register for the ultimatum."
This year, the sect leader's rotation should go to the Lingtai lineage, so the Buddha's ultimatum is also in the main hall.
After saying that, he pointed at Lin Mo and quickly introduced the new disciples.
"This is Lin Mo, the current master of Qingliang Temple in my Lingtai lineage. Although he is young, in terms of combat ability, he is a master above the Grand Master. If you meet him in the future, if you have any questions, feel free to ask for advice!"
When he spoke, his tone was very proud.
Although Lin Mo joined the sect in the same year as him, he is completely different from what he used to be.
As the twin star of the Lingtai Sect, there are vague rumors that he has the fighting power of the True Lord.
Of course, this news has not been completely confirmed. After all, such a young True Lord is too scary.
But no matter what, based on his proven record, the Grand Master's combat power is absolutely sufficient.
And the grand master in his twenties is enough to scare anyone.
This kind of talent is almost certain to be the future leader of the Lingtai lineage, or even the Lingtai Sect.
At this time, when the other party has not completely taken off, he can still get in close contact with him. If he really gains power in the future, it is estimated that except for people he is close to, it will be difficult to even meet him.
It's a pity that only Duan Mulei and Wang Hao thought of this. Like the new disciples, after listening to the meeting, although they were a little surprised, they only widened their eyes and glanced at Lin Mo. Done.
He didn't seem to care too much.
This made Duan Mulei and Wang Hao angry and funny.
But if you think about it carefully, this is normal.
Wasn't it the same when they first joined the sect?
He thinks his talent is astonishing, he thinks he is rare in this world, and he thinks that after joining the sect and attracting the admiration of his master, his path to martial arts will be unobstructed.
Only after joining the sect did I wake up.
In fact, in terms of appearance alone, they are not outstanding in the Lingtai Sect, which is full of geniuses, and the road to martial arts is even more difficult.
Even if you have no shortage of resources, even if you are diligent and diligent, even if you have all the skills.
But when I climbed up the martial arts road day and night, I looked up and saw still nothingness and confusion.
Only then did I realize how difficult it was to go through the third level of Grandmastership, the fourth level of divine transformation, and even the subsequent steps of condensing the Dharma Body and becoming a true king.
It is also true that even Wang Hao, who was proud and full of pride before, has now smoothed his edges and become much more practical.
Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Mo, who looked calm in front of him, and finally suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart. He clasped his hands together, performed a Buddhist salute, and bowed gently.
"Lin...mo, we haven't seen you for a long time after a long separation." His voice was somewhat sincere, which was a little different from his usual speech.
At this time, the new disciples were a little surprised.
As the leading disciple this time, compared to the honest Duan Mulei, Wang Hao, who was much restrained but still majestic and had the word "genius" written clearly on his face, was undoubtedly more admired by them.
And it was exactly like this that they were shocked when they saw Wang Hao looking at Lin Mo like this, as if he wanted to build a good relationship.
In fact, many people had realized something, and looked at Lin Mo's eyes with a vague light.
"It's been a long time indeed." Lin Mo replied calmly, showing neither enthusiasm nor indifference.
Wang Hao had malicious intentions towards him that day, and as punishment, Lin Mo directly hit him severely.
Now that he has recovered and no longer behaves like a monster, it can be considered a write-off.
He is not a person who likes killing, and naturally he is not cruel enough to hold on to old grudges.
Some people didn't expect Lin Mo to reply. Wang Hao was a little surprised, his heart felt light, and his expression was even more complicated.
He saluted again.
"Thank you Lin Mo...senior brother." He thought for a moment and added two more words.
Lin Mo looked at Wang Hao in surprise. After understanding what it meant, he nodded.
"That's it. I still have something to do. Let's get together tomorrow when we have free time."
After saying a Buddha salute, he showed his identity token to the sexton at the top of the stairs and continued walking upstairs.
At this time, the two of them realized what they were doing. They put their hands together and performed Buddhist salutes, and watched Lin Mo go upstairs.
Watching Lin Mo disappear between the stairs.
Duan Mulei glanced at Wang Hao beside him and smiled:
"In this way, Senior Brother Wang has finally settled his worries. A breakthrough in cultivation should be just around the corner."
Wang Hao also smiled, a little relieved.
"It's not a breakthrough in cultivation, but I feel relieved."
He and his brother Wang Zhen were ordered by Bi Xuejun to target Lin Mo.
After Lin Mo beat him twice and was seriously injured, his heart was full of hatred, and he had fantasized about taking revenge himself more than once.
But I also know that it may be extremely difficult to rely solely on my own abilities, so I can only place my hope on Bi Xuejun.
Then, when he received the news that Bi Xuejun was suspected of having died at the hands of Lin Mo, he didn't believe it.
Because who is Bi Xuejun? The true cauldron-carrying person in Cihang's lineage, a powerful person in the Grand Master realm.
Lin Mo and he joined the sect together, and they were both new figures. He had just reached the perfection of inner world and passed the first level of being a master.
In his opinion, Lin Mo's talent is high, but his age is his biggest shortcoming. Now he is only two steps faster than him at most.
But all the illusions were shattered after his opponent went to Sitong County and destroyed the Sitong branch of the Beast Sect alone.
All that remains is the worry of the other party settling the score afterwards.
Seeing that Lin Mo didn't take it to heart at this time, he naturally put it aside.
After reading, a rare smile appeared on his face, and he smiled at the new disciple behind him:
"Okay, we've almost finished visiting the Utensil Hall. Now we'll follow us to the next stop, the Main Hall..."
"Yes!" The new disciples behind him looked excited and nodded heavily with hope.
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Walking up to the fifth floor and heading straight to his destination, Lin Mo didn't pay attention to what happened just now.
In fact, since returning to Sitong County, no, since being sealed as the Twin Stars of Lingtai Sect by outsiders, he has been promoted to a higher level.
His status changed from a young monk like Duan Mulei to a contemporary like Qi Sun.
To put it simply, being treated with such courtesy is a blessing.
As for Wang Hao, he is not stupid. With Lin Mo's current status, not to mention himself, even his brother Wang Zhenlai is still struggling.
Why are you waiting to die?
As for what happened after that, there were no more disturbances.
He directly told the corresponding sexton about his needs and got everything he needed.
Among them, the secret medicine used to practice the transformation of five dragons is called Long Yinxiang. The main medicine of this medicine is the essence and blood of a kind of water animal called snake fish. Its effect is to activate the energy and blood of the mind and induce excitement.
Through the craftsmanship of making incense and blending a variety of herbs, the effect is better.
As for the secret records of breaking through to the Grand Master realm, he directly took two books, one was called The Travels of a Spiritual Monk, and the other was called The Treasure Vase.
These two books are borrowed by the most people and are also the most authoritative.
After achieving all his goals, Lin Mo returned immediately and finally returned home at noon without being late.
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"kill!"
"The black Buddha ascends to heaven with boundless power!!"
Within Yuzhou.
There are two crowds of people clashing again.
Qi and blood stirred, the sound of killing shook the sky, blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the colors of the wind and clouds also changed.
In the war-torn Yuzhou, battles occur almost every day.
Among them, there are conflicts among sects such as Black Buddhism, Huangtian Sect, and Universal Sect, as well as confrontations between large and small rebel armies and the imperial court, and sometimes there are big melees between several parties.
Therefore, it stands to reason that this day's battle should not be worthy of people's special attention.
But if you look carefully and understand the quality of the soldiers on the two sides on the battlefield, as well as the number of masters among them, anyone will be shocked.
Almost all the people who come to this battlefield are people who are above the level of blood boiling in the physical realm.
There are also countless established masters and masters fighting among them!
At this time, there is another part of the battlefield.
Beside a lake.
Several armored generals, as well as figures in various Taoist robes and clothing, were waiting in formation, looking at the people opposite them.
On the opposite side, there were monks dressed in black Buddhist robes, and there were also people who were dressed obviously differently from those in Chi County.
"Yuzhou Qingtian Temple is said to be the pillar of Yuzhou. Unfortunately, when I look at it now, it is extremely disappointing. It is not as good as the Huangtian Sect. It is really disappointing.
In other words, is the Yuzhou Wulin already so weak? "
The speaker was a sharp-eyed man, speaking in awkward Chixian Mandarin. The third eye in his forehead wandered around everyone, sighing softly.
"Zong Zhengyuan, you and I have made an alliance, agreeing not to invade each other, but now it has only been a few months, and it has become void. Is this really what you mean?"
The speaker is an armored general, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and a pair of tiger eyes with red light.
"As far as I know, Wangjing Tianqingshan, your realm, Bai Ze, is negotiating with our Imperial Grand Master on coexistence and cooperation. Now that you are doing such a thing, you are not afraid of ruining major events in our realm and making the True Lord Bai Ze blame you and others!"
"Baize Zhenjun? It's a big deal... Jie Jie Jie." Zong Zhengyuan was slightly stunned, and then burst into laughter.
When he laughs, wrinkles and wrinkles appear on his face, and pupils appear one after another.
"Aren't you curious as to why we can know your marching route so clearly, and even know the number and origins of the corresponding masters?"
The smile on his face turned weird, and his dense pupils curved into crescents.
All in a playful tone.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of General Chi Tong's party suddenly changed.
yes! They are a group of people united by various forces. As a strange army, they specialize in guerrilla warfare and delay the offensive momentum of Qianyu Realm.
In order to prevent the opponent from using magical powers such as divination, he even asked the court for something to cover up the magic.
What is needed is to lurk, and what is needed is to act in secret.
However, due to such a careful arrangement, within half a month of the operation, they were directly intercepted by the opponent and surrounded by a pincer attack.
Forcing them to face the enemy head-on!
It makes people completely confused as to what is going on!
Could it be that... there is a traitor?
It’s just that those who know this matter clearly don’t have more than one palm, and even the specific route is temporarily arranged!
unless……
In the crowd, a look of disbelief appeared on the face of an old man in green.
"It seems you have guessed it." Zong Zhengyuan's smile slowly faded.
"Consultations and peace talks, consultations and peace talks. In fact, we have been following major events. After all..."
He held out his hands.
In the palm of the hand, the flesh and blood squirmed, and two flesh pupils appeared.
"After all, you are part of the peace talks!"
The flesh pupils are shining.
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