Chen Mo didn't expect to meet him here, especially when he was upset.
When did he follow him? Doesn't this mean that Ye Lantian already knows about his meeting with Li Shuang in the afternoon?
"Why, you didn't even call me senior brother after building the foundation?" Ye Lantian said with a teasing smile.
"No, I'm just a little surprised, Senior Brother Ye, please."
Chen Mo's expression quickly recovered and he invited him into the inn room.
"This place is a bit shabby. Why not rent a room in the city?" Ye Lantian lit the candle lampshade in the house, which had a thin layer of dust on it: "Huh~~ Secret
Junior Brother Chen has gained a lot from his trip to this place, and he doesn’t look like someone who is short of resources. "
Chen Mo didn't say anything. He just walked to the table and turned the upside-down cup over. Ye Lantian also sat down and took out the wine bag he was shaking before. But what Chen Mo didn't expect was that it was just a bag of extremely ordinary wine. water.
Ye Lantian took out another exquisitely crafted embroidered bag, which contained a handful of dark tea leaves.
"Isn't it wine?"
"It's a good time for you to drink tea and calm down." Ye Lantian responded with a smile: "Aren't you curious about what happened after that?"
Chen Mo said coldly: "Does it have anything to do with me?"
"You're so ruthless, I like it." Ye Lantian gave him a thumbs up: "Women, change when you get tired of playing. If you think so, I want to celebrate you... Come, rinse the cup. "
As he spoke instructively, the first tea in the pot was already boiling, pouring on their cups with a hint of steam.
Chen Mo knew that he must have come with a goal today. Otherwise, who could come here with nothing to do and show him the tea ceremony?
The reason why he pretended to be incomprehensible was just to use his momentum to oppress himself. This was his usual method, and Chen Mo was already used to it.
Ye Lantian didn't mention it, but he could endure it. The second pot of tea was still poured out, followed by the third pot, the fourth pot...
It didn't take long for the dark tea leaves to turn white after being soaked by Ye Lantian. By the time I drank the tenth pot, its original fragrance had long since dissipated. If I drink it now, I can only taste a tiny bit of the lingering fragrance.
Ye Lantian poured half of it for him: "Please." The two of them drank the first cup first, and the tea as light as water entered their stomachs. Only then did Chen Mo's mind realize that this was what it meant.
"Last time we had a drink and talked about heroes, and we talked about the countless elites in the sect. But now, as we said that day, the journey to immortality is just for you and me!"
"Compared with senior brother, I'm still far behind." Chen Mo said truthfully.
"Cut off Meng Qianqiu's arm, doesn't it count?"
Chen Mo was not surprised that he knew about this: "It's okay not to mention the dishonorable means."
Ye Lantian said: "Master Mo Yuan's magnanimity is beyond imagination. I killed his beloved disciple, but he not only did not pursue the matter, but he even warmly invited me to come to the Demonic Island to practice. This is especially true for you."
"It's not an exaggeration to say that Meng Qianqiu is his granddaughter. You beat her to a disability, and he didn't seek revenge on you by bullying the young. She is really a strange person in the world of cultivation."
Hearing Ye Lantian announcing his family here, Chen Mo suddenly realized the conversation he had with Meng Qianqiu on the Remnant Bridge: "Is that true?!"
Chen Mo couldn't help but be surprised. He was the most qualified to say how strong the monks on Demonic Island were. Ye Lantian's strength was terrifying enough to be able to kill the opponent alone during the Qi training period!
"I almost forgot his name. I only know that he took a fancy to one of my treasures and wanted to kill someone to silence him. So I had no choice but to kill him." Ye Lantian told the story calmly, as if telling someone else's story: "That was the most difficult battle I had ever won since I started practicing. Only after searching for his soul did I know where the so-called Demonic Island is."
"What is that place?"
Even though Chen Mo was calm, at this moment, he could not help but stir up his emotions.
"Another world."
"ah?"
"The time of Trapped Demon Island is not measured by the hour as we often call it. The quarter hour is used as a timekeeper. In order to plan the unity and continuity of everything, Master Mo Yuan created his own seconds, minutes, and hours to calculate time."
"One second is one breath, sixty seconds is one minute, sixty minutes is one hour, there are twenty-four hours in a day."
Chen Mo told Ye Lantian exactly what Meng Qianqiu and the laws of time he mentioned were at this moment.
Ye Lantian nodded: "It seems that you know a lot. There are many new words and novel gadgets on the Demonic Island, but I don't know why. Those things that can shock the entire world of cultivation are all ignored. Imprisoned on the island.”
"You mean, this is the meaning of Master Mo Yuan calling us here?"
"I guess he wants to use us as a fire to carry forward these ideas of his."
"Then why don't you do it secretly in Jiusha Palace, but instead make a big fanfare and let the entire cultivation world know about it?"
Ye Lantian laughed and said, "I don't know either. If you are really so curious, you might as well ask him face to face."
Only then did Chen Mo realize that he had lost his composure. He adjusted his mood and said, "Senior brother, you must not have come here specifically to tell me this."
Ye Lantian asked with burning eyes: "Junior Brother Chen, if I didn't come, what would you do now? What I want to hear is the truth."
"...Huddle together for warmth."
Chen Mo held it in for a long time and finally said these four words.
Ye Lantian stood up and immediately wandered around the room: "There is strength in numbers. Brother Yi Wei seems to be just a bunch of rabble. Don't look at Li Shuang who is in the middle stage of foundation building. His father is actually the brother of the leader. With elixir, It's okay to bluff people with her cultivation when she's on the medicine pile, but when she gets to the Devil's Island, she's just a weak woman with no power to bind a chicken."
"Trapped Demon Island is not a useful place just because of the large number of people. It trains a cultivator's body, indestructible will, and wild imagination. As long as you dare to think, anything can be achieved." Ye Lantian leaned on the table with both hands. He said with a sense of oppression:
"Even if there are nearly a thousand monks coming to Fengyuan City now, at least one out of ten will be saved after a thorough screening. There is no point in making friends with them at all. It is a complete waste of time. Junior Brother, follow my orders when you go to the island. For the sake of brother, What I said before still stands, Tianyun Nine Sons, guarantee your place as one of them!"
Tianyun Jiuzi!
The resources contributed by all the sects in the Seven Kingdoms have piled up nine monks who are bound to reach the pill-forming stage. Whether it is honor or personal growth, it will be of great benefit to the cultivation world of Tianyun Continent. It’s all an epoch-making crazy plan!
Ye Lantian uttered wild words, and even promised Chen Mo such a precious position without ensuring stability himself!
Chen Mo had seen too many cakes drawn for him by others. He just said lightly: "Brother, you might as well answer me a question first. This is very important to me."
“You say.”
"I asked myself that my cultivation qualifications are not very good, and my appearance is ordinary. My cultivation brothers have also seen me. There are many people who are better than me. Why do you favor me so much and do you want to do good things for me no matter what?"
Chen Mo added: "I believe that senior brother is not the kind of person who is as good as Long Yang."
Ye Lantian was silent for a while after hearing this: "Have you ever heard of the Zhulong Sect?"
There was silence in the room, and Ye Lantian showed a look of reminiscence: "It was a demonic sect that believed in Zhu Jiuyin from ancient times and used it as the basis of practice. However, it was eliminated by the righteous way more than four hundred years ago. ”
"And I am nominally the thirteenth generation sect leader of the Zhulong Sect. Ye's lifelong wish is to rebuild the Zhulong Sect and make it the strongest sect on the Tianyun Continent."
"Junior Brother Chen, you are my carefully selected helper. If you are really interested, I can hand over the position of deputy sect leader to you. By then, Tianyun Continent will be your and my back garden. We You can also pursue a higher realm with peace of mind, what about it, do you want to join?"
What Ye Lantian said today was beyond Chen Mo's imagination. He was stunned and said: "This... is this true?"
Ye Lantian smiled slightly at this moment: "Fake."
"Huh? Are you making up a story?"
"It's just a joke. Junior brother, shouldn't he take it seriously? That would be meaningless."
Ye Lantian's face suddenly straightened up, and he waved his hand: "Okay, I've finished what needs to be said. As for whether you listen to it or not, it all depends on your junior brother's heart. I'm leaving."
He turned around and was about to leave. Chen Mo followed him to say goodbye, but heard him say faintly: "Hey! The falling flowers follow the flowing water intentionally, but the flowing water has no love for falling flowers. What a pity, what a pity!"
"Senior Brother Ye, walk slowly."
Chen Mo resisted the thought of asking about Lin Yuqin's whereabouts, bid farewell to Ye Lantian, closed the door, and began to recall what Ye Lantian had talked to him word for word.
