Although he agreed to live in the Qinglong tribe, Lin Mu did not intend to live with other members of the tribe.
After all, he does not belong to this era.
In the absence of clarity, keep a low profile.
Lin Mu immediately informed Kong Xuan of this request.
Kong Xuan was slightly stunned: "Senior, you don't want to live with other people?"
"Yeah, maybe I'm used to walking alone and living alone."
Lin Mu said.
Kong Xuan was deep in thought and seemed a little embarrassed.
After a few breaths, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "There is a way, senior, come with me."
Lin Mu smiled slightly and followed Kong Xuan. He was a little curious about where Kong Xuan was taking him.
Then Kong Xuan took him to a valley.
This valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side. It has quite a lot of environment.
"Senior, what do you think of this place?"
Kong Xuan was like a child showing off a secret, proudly telling Lin Mu.
"Well, this place is really nice."
Lin Mu nodded.
This place really suited his liking. It was not far from the Qinglong tribe and was quiet and elegant.
"This is my secret base."
Kong Xuan said: "In the past, only Bingcube and I knew about this place. Now, senior, you are the third one."
"Ice?"
Lin Mu said doubtfully.
"Ice is a friend of mine."
Kong Xuan explained with a smile.
Lin Mu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Senior, I'm going back first."
Kong Xuan said: "I have been out for too long this time. If I don't go back, my father and the others may die of anxiety."
"good."
After Kong Xuan left, Lin Mu looked around.
In the valley, there is a bamboo building, which must have been built by Kong Xuan and the ice cube.
Lin Mu took a look inside the bamboo building and found that it was very clean and suitable for living.
There was nothing else for him to do in this strange time and space.
Immediately he sat down on the bed and meditated.
Two hours later, near dusk, Lin Mu's expression changed slightly.
However, he did not get up, and still practiced with his eyes closed, seemingly not noticing anything.
The next moment, a cold wind passed through the window and hit through the air.
What followed was a bloody sword piercing Lin Mu's throat.
Lin Mu looked calm, stretched out two fingers and clamped the bloody sword between his fingers.
Looking at the bloody sword, a strange color flashed in Lin Mu's eyes.
This bloody sword is somewhat similar to an immortal-killing flying knife.
It seems that it is just an ordinary sword now, and its grade is not high, but in fact it contains terrifying potential.
Once this potential is fully tapped, its power will not be inferior to that of an imperial treasure, and may even be stronger. In short, even Lin Mu cannot fully see through it.
This shocked Lin Mu.
What is so popular about this assassin, and why does he have such a sword?
"Kid, you and I are strangers to each other. Isn't it a little too rude for you to assassinate me like this?"
With ups and downs in his heart, Lin Mu said calmly on the surface.
Opposite him, stood a young man in red.
He held the hilt of the sword and tried hard to free himself from Lin Mu's fingers, but found that it was in vain and he couldn't help but feel horrified.
Hearing Lin Mu's words, he stared at Lin Mu closely: "I wonder who the senior is and why he is here?"
"Someone else brought me here."
Lin Mu smiled.
This young man is about the same age as Kong Xuan, and Lin Mu is more than two thousand times older than him. Naturally, he will not be angry and just treat it as a child playing.
"Impossible. Only me and Chatterbox know about it. It's impossible for anyone else to know."
The boy in red shouted in disbelief.
"Oh, if I guess correctly, you are the ice cube, right?"
Lin Mu said.
The young man in red looked shocked: "You... how do you know the nickname that Chatterbox gave me?"
"The person who brought me here is named Kong Xuan. Is he the talkative person you mentioned?"
Lin Mu said with a smile.
The red-clothed boy's pupils shrank suddenly: "Why would Chatterbox bring an outsider like you here? Has he forgotten that this is a secret base that only the two of us know?"
Lin Mu looked at the young man in red, suddenly thoughtful.
Taixu's childhood friend?
Still holding a bloody sword that has the potential to be at least an imperial treasure?
This young man will never be an unknown person in the future.
Eyes of Heaven!
Lin Mu immediately opened his eyes, and immediately saw that there was an endless sea of blood inside this young man's body.
boom!
Lin Mu's heart suddenly shook.
Kong Xuan's body contained a piece of nothingness, which was the first innate air of nothingness.
But what was inside this young man's body was actually a sea of blood. The identity of the other party was already self-evident.
It turns out that the Supreme Saint Taixu and the Supreme Saint Qianyuan have known each other since they were young, and they are still very good partners.
But for some unknown reason, he would later be described as a stranger and become a mortal enemy.
The dispute between Yuan and Zen can be traced back to the beginning of the Holy Age and has never stopped.
"Ice, your name is Styx, right?"
In the future, Lin Mu inquired and found out that the real name of the Qianyuan Saint was "Styx".
The young man frowned and said displeasedly: "I wonder what kind of ecstasy soup you poured into Chatterbox, and he actually told you everything."
Obviously, he thought that his name was also told to Lin Mu by Kong Xuan.
As soon as the young man's identity was confirmed, Lin Mu couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart.
This young man is truly the Holy Saint of Qianyuan.
In the future world, one of the most supreme existences.
Lin Mu's murderous intention against the Supreme Saint Qianyuan was much stronger than that against the Supreme Saint Taixu.
The only conflict between Taixu Shengsheng and him was that of the blind scholar. Overall, the hatred was not that deep.
Qianyuan Zhisheng is different.
The disaster of his parents is probably inseparable from the Qianyuan Supreme Saint.
In addition, he also had fierce conflicts with many disciples of Qianyuan Zhisheng.
It can be said that the hatred between him and Yuanjiao is almost irresolvable.
If he kills the young man Ming He now, then there will be no Qianyuan Holy Saint in the future, and nothing will happen.
That way, he doesn't need to work so hard to strengthen himself.
Styx is a genius no less than Kong Xuan, and his perception is also extremely sharp.
As soon as Lin Mu's murderous intention came out, he immediately noticed it and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with chills all over his body.
Kong Xuan called him "ice cube", which is not unrelated to his strong murderous intention.
He also always believed that his murderous intention was indeed too strong, but he couldn't control it himself.
However, now that he felt the murderous intent of the mysterious man in front of him, he realized that his murderous intent was nothing at all.
Compared with the murderous aura emanating from the mysterious man in front of him, his murderous aura was no more than a drop of water in the ocean.
Until this moment, he didn't know how strong this mysterious man was.
"No, this person is so powerful. I have offended him. If he really wants to kill me, I will definitely die."
Styx regretted it greatly.
If he had known that this man was such a terrifying existence, he would never have taken action rashly, he would have only fled as far as he could.
Staring at the River Styx, Lin Mu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was a little hesitant.
After a while, he finally lost his murderous intention and sighed helplessly. He has been practicing for more than 30,000 years and is not an impulsive young man like Styx.
