"Deal with him quickly. Don't delay. After all, this place is too close to the Qinglong Tribe."
The eight-hundred-year-old man with destiny said with murderous intent.
"I come."
The man in black, who had been plotted by the young man before, said ferociously.
Just when he was about to take action against the young man, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and said with a smile: "It seems a little uncomfortable for so many people to surround a young man, doesn't it?"
"who are you?"
The eight hundred-year-old man in black frowned.
"Let's go."
Lin Mu shook his head. He really had no interest in doing anything to these people.
"Damn you, you brat, don't pretend to be in front of me. If you get me into trouble, I'll kill you."
A man in black said impatiently.
What greeted him was a slap from Lin Mu.
His body was whipped away by Lin Mu.
This scene made other men in black feel awe-inspiring.
"Are you tired of pretending to be an uncle in front of me?"
Lin Mu said unceremoniously.
"Your Excellency, we are from the Shangyang tribe. Do you really want to be our enemy?"
The eight-hundred-year-old man in black said solemnly.
"kindness?"
Lin Mu frowned slightly and directly released a hint of coercion.
"too strong."
The monks from the Shang Yang tribe across the way suddenly broke out in cold sweat, as if they were being suppressed by a huge mountain and had difficulty breathing.
"Walk!"
The eight-hundred-year-old man in black saw this and retreated immediately.
This person is too strong and they cannot resist him.
"Senior, you are so strong."
Seeing Lin Mu scare away a group of powerful enemies without taking action, the young man couldn't help but show admiration on his face.
Lin Mu was stunned for a while: "What did you call me?"
"Senior I am."
The young man said matter-of-factly.
"Why did you call me that?"
Lin Mu wondered.
"Senior, didn't you tell the people of the Shangyang tribe before that you were tired of living like an uncle in front of me?"
The young man also imitated Lin Mu's tone, then scratched his head and said, "Isn't the senior's name called Lao Tzu?"
Only then did Lin Mu come to his senses.
In the barbarian era, the word "Laozi" had no meaning for future generations, so the young man took his casual mention as his name.
Originally Lin Mu wanted to correct the young man, but then he changed his mind.
It just so happened that he didn't plan to use his real name in this era.
After all, there are too many monsters in this era, such as the Holy Saint and the Three Emperors, who all originated from this era.
If he uses Lin Mu, he may arouse suspicion in the future.
The secret of traveling through time and space cannot be known to anyone.
Lin Mu immediately smiled mysteriously: "Yes, I am me."
It seems interesting to think that in the future, when he walks in the barbarian era, those ancient beings will respectfully call him "Laozi".
"I'll just say it."
The young man smiled honestly.
"Little guy, what's your name?"
Lin Mu asked again.
"Kong Xuan has met senior me."
The young man's expression became serious and he raised his hands in salute.
"Kong Xuan? Well, it's a good name..."
Speaking of this, Lin Mu was suddenly stunned.
Kong Xuan?
This is the name of the Holy Saint Taixu Cult Leader.
If it's just like this, it doesn't mean anything.
After all, there are many people with the same name and surname in this world.
However, when I think about the young man's evil talent and the era he lives in, there is no such thing as a coincidence in the world.
In order to avoid guessing mistakes, Lin Mu immediately used his Heavenly Eye.
He immediately saw that the origin of this young man was a force of nothingness.
The Supreme Saint of Taixu was transformed by the power of the first void in the world of Tarsus.
The young man in front of him is undoubtedly the Supreme Saint.
This made Lin Mu's eyelids jump.
The barbarian era?
Times like this are too exciting.
When he first met Taixu Sage, and he was still a weak boy, Lin Mu felt as if he could be crushed to death with one finger.
For a moment, Lin Mu had an impulse. If he killed this young man Kong Xuan now, would there be no Taixu Holy Saint in this world from now on?
However, Lin Mu still suppressed this impulse.
A being like Taixu Sage must be blessed with great fortune. If he kills such a being, he will definitely suffer a horrific backlash.
With his current strength, he may not be able to withstand this kind of backlash.
Nowadays, Kong Xuan is still in the Destiny Realm. He can't see that Lin Mu has used his Heavenly Eye. He only feels that the eyes of this senior me suddenly become extremely majestic.
This made him marvel and envy him. The senior was really powerful.
Then he secretly clenched his fists. One day, he would become as powerful as his predecessors.
"Kong Xuan, why did you come here and be chased?"
Lin Mu asked.
"Senior, I am here for training. The Shang Yang Tribe and my Longteng Tribe are enemies, and I am one of the young people with great potential in the Longteng Tribe. They must have been keeping an eye on me for a long time."
Kong Xuan said angrily.
Lin Mu couldn't help but mourn for the Shang Yang tribe.
Being hated by a future sage, the future fate and outcome of the Shang Yang tribe can already be imagined.
"But no matter what, I am really grateful to senior for saving my life today. If senior had not appeared, I would definitely not have been able to escape."
Kong Xuan looked at Lin Mu with eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.
"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning."
Lin Mu smiled slightly.
Kong Xuan didn't say much, but he remembered Lin Mu's kindness in his heart.
"By the way, senior me, where are you from? You must not be from the Qinglong tribe. I have never seen you before."
Kong Xuan asked.
"Just a passerby."
Lin Mu said.
For this era, he is not just a passerby.
"Then which tribe did Senior belong to before?"
Kong Xuan's face was full of curiosity.
"Alone."
Lin Mu said.
After hearing this, Kong Xuan misunderstood and said quickly: "Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad."
The Yuanlong Era had just ended, and the world was still in chaos, with wars everywhere, and it was not surprising that some tribes were destroyed.
"Ah, nothing."
Lin Mu smiled and did not explain.
"Then what are your plans next, senior?"
Kong preached.
Hearing this, Lin Mu frowned. He was too unfamiliar with this era and really didn't know where to go.
Seeing his expression, Kong Xuan understood immediately.
It seems that the senior is a homeless loner, which is really pitiful.
Immediately afterwards, Kong Xuan seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "Senior, if you have nowhere to go for the time being, why not stay in our Qinglong tribe for the time being?"
"oh?"
Lin Mu's heart moved slightly.
Living with the future Holy One?
Well, this seems like a good choice.
He could just take a look at how Kong Xuan practiced, and maybe he could find some opportunities for becoming a saint.
"Senior, the people in our Qinglong tribe are very nice. Senior will definitely feel comfortable when he comes."
Kong Xuan further persuaded.
He has a good impression of Lin Mu, and Lin Mu is extremely powerful. Having such a master staying in the Qinglong Tribe is also a good thing for the Qinglong Tribe.
"fair enough."
Lin Mu followed the trend and agreed to Kong Xuan.
"Yeah, that's great."
Kong Xuan jumped up happily.
In this way, he looks like a young boy who is still a little childish. When Lin Mu came back to his senses, he had almost forgotten that the Kong Xuan in front of him was only fifteen years old and not the supreme silent saint in the future.
