In the dense forest.
The light yellow leaves drifted in the wind from time to time and were piled thickly on the ground.
From time to time, birds startled from a distance, and the sound of flapping wings spread into the wind.
"Senior, is it possible that you are here just to say this?"
Lin Mo looked calm and whispered.
He was ready to use his flaws to become a true king, and he was ready to clean up everything.
But unexpectedly, he was stopped by Jiang Long on the way.
"I know you are young, and I know you are not weak in strength." The old monk's face no longer looked as casual and lazy as before.
"But you can kill Zhang Xiuzhi and Nie Wan, but what happens next? Do you know what you will face next when you go this time?"
"One wrong step, one wrong step after another, is like being stuck in a quagmire. The more you struggle and move, the deeper you fall into it. Why not stop in time and get out as soon as possible..."
His words meant something, and he looked deeply at Lin Mo, as if he wanted to hint at something.
"I don't know who I will face this time." Lin Mo shook his head.
"I only know that in this world, there is no background. If a person wants to climb high, sometimes he has to step over other people's heads.
If I don’t take action, others will. If I want to get out of the quagmire, it’s not a quagmire. "
He laughed as he spoke, "I don't believe that seniors don't know why things have evolved to this extent, and who is the person behind all this.
Now that you know it, wouldn't it be ridiculous to ask me instead of asking those people? "
Jianglong's expression turned tense, and he didn't know what to say.
He is naturally aware of this series of events and also knows who is behind it.
The reason is simple, nothing more than personal grudges and some reputational interests.
This was originally very common in the arena.
It's just that things have developed to this stage, and since Lin Mo killed so many people, the nature has changed...
Now the two sides have changed from the most common personal grudge dispute to a righteous difference in the world. From being limited to the whirlpool of power between the two sides, it has now developed to involve most of the martial arts community in Yizhou...
Jianglong was silent for a moment, did not answer, and only opened his mouth in a murmur:
"Everything in the world is like a dream. If you take a step back, all cause and effect will disappear. This principle should be taught by Lingtai Sect. What's more, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. You shouldn't know..."
"The higher you climb, the harder you fall..." Lin Mo was thoughtful, but the next moment, he suddenly laughed and looked at his hands.
"The higher you climb, the harder you fall. Senior is right! So at my level, I can only climb up and never fall down!!"
The laughter started out small, but as it spread, it became louder and louder.
It's like rolling spring thunder, or like the rising tide in summer. The waves push forward layer by layer, getting higher and higher. In the end, the sound is just like thunder on the ground.
There seemed to be only one sound left in the whole world. The surrounding woods were humming, and the pale yellow leaves kept falling.
The woman in yellow and the woman in white in the distance suddenly felt that someone was shouting in their ears. The sound was so loud that their heads seemed to explode.
One person is a master and the other is a grand master. At this level of strength, they are already considered masters.
But the layer upon layer of energy and powerful body seemed to be completely blank in this laughter, without any protective ability.
The two of them immediately couldn't help but bend down. They both felt as if their hearts were being strangled by a rope, and breathing became extremely difficult.
His whole body was shaking, his chest was heaving violently, and there was a look of pain on his pretty face.
Lin Mo glanced at the two of them slightly, his eyes fluctuated slightly, his expression gradually returned to calm, and his laughter slowly stopped.
There are countless yellow leaves behind him, like raindrops, flying freely, forming a sharp contrast with the deep and calm eyes in his eyes.
"Senior's kindness, I accept it with my heart. That's all I have to say. If there are still important things, let's take the first step." Lin Mo said calmly.
"..." Jiang Long looked a little ugly and looked at him in shock.
He was calming down the energy and blood that was also trembling around him.
He knew that he should not be Lin Mo's opponent, but it was still a little hard to understand that the other party could make his body tremble just by laughing.
If you really make the right move...
Such strength...
Seeing this, Lin Mo clasped his fists slightly, then turned around and left.
Only then did Monk Jianglong come back to his senses.
"You... the people who are going this time are the monks from Xiaowanfo Temple..." He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:
"He has already proven the Dharma of killing to save evil ten years ago... You are definitely no match for him. When the time comes..."
"Success or failure is just a thin line, so why must I be the loser?"
Lin Mo interrupted him, tilted his head slightly and said calmly.
After saying that, he said no more, and his figure turned into a wisp of black smoke.
It disappeared in an instant.
Only the yellow leaves all over the sky were left, falling with the wind and falling to the ground.
Monk Jianglong pursed his lips. For some reason, his lips were a little dry. He subconsciously wanted to touch the wine gourd, but in vain.
He lowered his head, held the gourd steady, and then raised his head and took two sips.
There was a look of hesitation on his face, he scratched the fragrant scar on his head and sighed softly.
He actually wanted to take action, just like he did when he saved Dugu Jue.
After all, he knew what happened this time and understood that Lin Mo was just reacting passively, just like Dugujue at that time.
only……
This time is no better than before...
Back then, he was willing to take action and had the ability to take action. But now, he wants to take action but is unable to...
With another deep sigh, Jiang Long disappeared lonely into the depths of the jungle.
call!
A long exhale.
It was the sound of relief.
call.
Then, there was another one.
The girl in white patted her bulging breasts and subconsciously saw the senior sister next to her who had always been very steady and calm doing the same thing as her.
The two stared at each other.
Then the former laughed outright.
"Senior sister, it turns out you are afraid too..."
"Why aren't you afraid? I almost died! I haven't found a suitable husband yet, and I haven't proven to be a true husband yet. How can I die now!"
The woman in yellow no longer maintained her usual majesty at this time, patting her chest and saying fearfully.
Just now, she almost thought she was really going to die...
"True Lord...? Senior sister, is this all you pursue? Why do I feel that it doesn't matter if you break through to the True Lord? Anyway, you will be gone instantly..." The girl in white couldn't help complaining.
"In my opinion, senior sister, you might as well find a stronger husband. Then we don't have to be afraid and can play everywhere." She then thought to herself, then her eyes lit up as if she thought of something:
"I think that guy just now is very good! I feel that he must be very reasonable. No matter who he compares with, he makes sense!"
"..." The woman in yellow didn't know how to answer.
"Really Senior Sister, I feel that that person is more powerful than Brother Xu, no, I feel more powerful than Master! Just follow him and you don't have to be afraid!
Why don't you think about it! "The girl in white continued.
The woman in yellow finally couldn't bear it any longer, so she grabbed the face of the junior sister next to her and started squeezing it.
"Tiantian only thinks about things and teaches you martial arts just to get people married?
Instead of having this skill, you might as well think about yourself and break through the three master levels as soon as possible! "
"I know, I know, stop talking. If you don't want to marry me, forget it. If I meet that person in the future, don't regret marrying him!"
"Still saying??"
Soon, amid the noise of the fight, the two men disappeared deep into the jungle.
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Dead grassland, shadowy forest.
It was getting late at this time, and in the light red sky, there was a pink halo around the sun.
On a hillside, there is a strange light yellow tree with a bamboo knot-shaped trunk growing around it. Its crown is like a mushroom, and its leaves are round and fist-sized, like bunches of money.
Wu Ziyang sat cross-legged on a bluestone on the slope, holding his personal black sword in his hand, with a tired look on his face.
There were more than twenty people around him, all dressed in fancy clothes.
There is also a true king among them, it is Lu Lin. There was no way, after Xiao Yuan died, the manpower was really not enough, so he pulled him over.
There are also ten Grand Master masters, including masters from the Seven Seas Alliance, as well as those originally stationed at Fenqiu Lake and Dead Grassland.
The remaining people are also at the master level, and to the outside world, they can be regarded as good players.
At this time, more than ten people were sitting cross-legged on the slope. The strange yellow trees around them were blown by the mountain wind, and their leaves collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.
Wu Ziyang placed the sword in his hand across his knees and frowned slightly:
"Lao Lu, how is the situation outside? Are they still pressing?"
Lu Lin wore a cool golden armor, and his honest face looked quite dignified against it, but he still looked heavy and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"To be honest, something is a little bad. The unfamiliar faces that we were suspicious of before are now no longer being acted. They are surrounding them and not letting anyone leave.
They even gradually approached and slowly surrounded them, as if they were ready to take action at any time..."
"No, I want to ask, why are they surrounding us? We are from the Death Palace, ordered by the court to guard the boundary, and they are surrounding us?
To put it bluntly, even if we cut them all down, they would have no reason to say anything! "
After Lu Lin finished speaking, a young man with hair tied into tiny braids immediately frowned and continued.
His name is Sun Lang, he is a member of the Seven Seas Alliance, he is very talented, he has transformed into a Grand Master twice, he is accustomed to using one-handed sword skills, and he has a very hot temper.
"Yes, we chopped them down and brought the matter to the court and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. We are justified, but only if we can beat them." On the side, a local old man who originally died in Yuan Palace sighed softly,
"When I was sending Wang Fu out, I took a quick look and saw that there were no fewer than ten True Lords outside...and there were two Great True Lords among them. The kind of Great True Lords who are quite famous. They come from a powerful family and have people behind them. , there is a backstage,
Just kill a few of us, and this is a wilderness in the wilderness. At most, there will be some blood, and we will get over it..."
As natives of Yizhou, they know how much power those big forces have.
"I don't believe it! If we die here, the Alliance will definitely not give up! We also have a backing!" Sun Lang stood up suddenly, with a look of dissatisfaction.
They were sent by the Seven Seas Alliance to the Ten Thousand Bones Forest. Before their trip, they were also sent off by a special Great True Lord.
Even now, the big boss Da Zhenjun contacts them regularly.
"Shangmeng's side is beyond reach after all." Wu Ziyang said at this time.
As a senior executive, he actually knows the current thinking of the Seven Seas Alliance.
If something happens to them, the latter will take this opportunity to attack, but when they will attack, it's hard to say.
By then, everyone will be dead, so what’s the use?
"We'd better not conflict with them." He pondered for a moment, put the black sword in his hand on the ground, and whispered.
"Oh no, Brother Ang, why are you scared too?" Sun Lang, who was standing up and excited and dissatisfied, looked in disbelief when he heard this.
"Shangmeng is far away, but we have the Buddha's head here. The Buddha's head is so strong. We just killed so many people before and didn't scare them.
This time, wait until the Buddha's head comes, and kill them directly. I wonder how crazy they will be then! "
Sun Lang looked around at the people around him, waved his hand suddenly, and said sternly.
"If he really dares to come, I don't mind letting him see how crazy we are."
At this moment, a dull voice suddenly sounded.
The sound was loud, like thunder, which directly caused some people to become unstable and their expressions changed dramatically.
Wu Ziyang and Lu Zhi looked at each other with horror in their eyes. They immediately stood up and went out together in search of fame.
In front of him, dozens of figures suddenly appeared.
The leader is a tall monk wearing a red robe.
The monk's face is full of flesh, his nostrils are slightly turned up, and there is a burn scar on his left cheek. He does not have the compassion of a monk, but has a violent and ferocious temperament.
The most eye-catching thing is the golden embroidered pattern on his cassock that looks like the sun.
"This is... the Little Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple... you are... a life-killing monk! How is that possible!" In the crowd, the local old man who spoke before was stunned at first, and then said in horror.
A look of disbelief.
Then, he glanced at the other people, and he was equally familiar with those people with indifferent expressions...
"Jade Fei Long..."
"The Yin Tiger with Wings..."
"...three dragons..."
"Shadow Fallen Swordsman..."
He said each name one by one, but his heart became heavier and heavier, even showing a look of pain on his face.
There is not only one person with such an expression, but also some local warriors or people with well-informed information channels.
Among these nicknames, the weakest ones are all famous martial tyrants, the Great True Monarch. In other words, the weakest ones can kill them all.
Not to mention the life-killing monk from the Little Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple...
Rumor has it that more than ten years ago, his reputation for evil reached its peak, and he personally killed three great true kings in the First World War.
In the second half of the month, he killed ten forces in Shuzhou and killed more than thousands of people.
The reputation of evil is at its peak!
"Interesting, haha, it seems that some people still remember me! The poor monk is indeed an enlightened monk!"
Shasheng laughed heartily, his narrow eyes narrowed into slits.
"But since you know the poor monk, you still have such courage to collude with the monsters of Qianyu Realm, have an affair, and intend to rebel! You really deserve to die!"
The moment he finished speaking, he stamped his foot suddenly.
boom!
In an instant, the ground suddenly rolled like waves, and an extremely terrifying pressure that was almost solidified erupted from his body.
(End of chapter)
