In the past three thousand years, countless new legends of geniuses have emerged. Lin Mu has become a wave of history in the hearts of all living beings.
And even He Baiwei only knew the identity of Mr. Lin Mumu, but did not know that he was Lin Mu.
"This is Mr. Mu, Baiwei's friend."
Before He Baiwei and Lin Mu opened their mouths, Yuan Kedi took the initiative to introduce them.
He was worried that Hubei would say something intimate, which would embarrass him.
In this way, he can seize the initiative.
When all the powerful disciples heard this, they were all very interested.
Yuan Kedi did not introduce the background of Mr. Mu, which shows that the other party has no background.
Such people, even if they are masters of summation, still don't care.
Based on their status, the so-called sum masters can only act as their guards, nothing special.
"Let's go in quickly, don't let Sister Xuewei wait too long."
A disciple of a powerful man in red said.
"What did you say? Sister Xuewei is back?"
Li Yueyue said in surprise.
"Sister Xuewei has been suppressing Kurong City these years, but she is back this time?"
Yuan Kedi was also surprised.
Kurong City?
Lin Mu was surprised.
It seems that this "Sister Xuewei" is from Kurong Tiangong.
I think he entered Daluotian from Kurong City, and later he also dealt with Yang Qingxin, the Emperor of Kurong.
"yes."
The noble man in red from before replied.
"Then let's go in quickly."
Yuan Kedi said.
When everyone walked in, the powerful man in red walked up to Yuan Kedi and whispered: "Brother Yuan, where did that kid come from?"
He knew very well that Yuan Kedi had been pursuing Hebaiwei.
Now there is a male friend next to Hebaiwei, and it seems that the relationship is quite close, so he can't help but find it strange.
"This person, Mr. Mingmu, is an old acquaintance of Baiwei."
Yuan Kedi said: "But it's nothing. Although this kid is not weak in cultivation, he has no background. I haven't taken him seriously yet."
"Then less."
The rich man in red said.
A few minutes later, a group of monks entered the courtyard and came to a garden.
There is a pavilion in the middle of the garden, and a woman is already standing in the pavilion.
This woman was wearing white clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, and she looked very beautiful and refined.
At this moment, the woman was practicing sword practice in the pavilion.
His figure is graceful, graceful and fascinating.
"Ah wow, Sister Xuewei, you are really back."
Li Yueyue rushed over excitedly.
"After practicing for so many years, I still look like a little girl."
Yang Xuewei put away her long sword, giving people a sense of elegance and transcendence, and her smile was not smoky.
People in the audience talked about it, and Lin Mu also knew the specific identity of this woman.
This woman is actually Yang Qinqin's daughter.
Moreover, Yang Lingxin has actually become a saint.
Among the ten great emperors of Daluotian, three emperors became saints, and Yang Gengxin was one of them.
As the most valued daughter of Yang Lingxin, Yang Xuewei has amazing energy.
It can be said that she has real power in Kurong Palace, even inferior to most of Yang Qifan's sons.
"What Sister Xuewei used earlier was Emperor Yang Tian's Qingxiao Sword Technique?"
Yuan Kedi said.
"good."
Yang Xuewei glanced at him and smiled.
"Qingxiao sword technique is divided into nine levels."
Yuan Kedi continued: "But I see that Sister Xuewei's previous performance has clearly surpassed the ninth level and created her own path. Sister Xuewei's attainments in swordsmanship are really eye-opening."
"I was lucky enough to have some insights."
Yang Xuewei's tone was calm.
"Hehe, Sister Xuewei is indeed Sister Xuewei. With such talent in swordsmanship, I think there are few people in the whole world who can match it."
Li Yueyue said proudly.
"Who is this?"
Yang Xuewei's eyes had fallen on Lin Mu.
She knew everyone else here, except Lin Mu.
"Sister Xuewei, this is my old friend, Mr. Mu."
Lotus flavor.
Yang Xuewei nodded and said nothing more.
Obviously, she didn't know Lin Mu.
But in fact, there was something strange flashing in her eyes.
"Where does this Mr. Mu come from?"
She thought to herself.
In her eyes, Mr. Mu stood there, as if he was alone in the world and incompatible with his surroundings.
It seems that the other party does not belong here at all.
This was not the first time she had seen such a temperament.
Her father, Yang Qinqin, also has a similar temperament.
This is a lofty attitude that regards all living beings and everything as floating clouds.
But her father is the Emperor of Heaven, the Holy One.
This Mr. Mu is just a man with a combined cultivation level. How can the other party rely on him to be so superior?
However, Yang Xuewei just thought about it and quickly put the thought behind her.
She has met too many people, and Mr. Mu is definitely not the only one with extraordinary temperament.
So she just thought that Lin Mu was one of those special people and didn't care too much.
"Since this is a sword discussion conference, let's not be formal and let's talk about our respective understandings of swordsmanship."
Yang Xuewei said with a smile.
Next, these powerful disciples will discuss swordsmanship here.
Lin Mu did not look down on these powerful children, and even listened attentively when they talked.
Of course, what he heard was not their understanding of swordsmanship, but how he constantly enriched himself through experiencing the various situations in the world and the thoughts of all living beings.
In terms of his true understanding of swordsmanship, with his swordsmanship, he surpasses these people by countless levels.
Among these people, even Yang Xuewei, who has the most profound knowledge in swordsmanship, is as different from Lin Mu as the difference between a kindergarten student and a doctoral student. They are not on the same level at all.
Seeing that Lin Mu remained silent, Li Yueyue rolled her eyes and came to his side: "Mr. Mu, you are a monk in the sum realm, why don't you express your opinion?"
"If you have vulgar views, you won't show off your shame here."
Lin Mu said calmly.
He had no interest in leading a group of kindergarteners.
These people are only suitable to be taught by monks of Sein's level.
"Humph, I knew that was the case."
Li Yueyue didn't mean it, "Even though you are a monk in the Sumshu realm, you have accumulated a lot of knowledge about truth, and there is absolutely no advantage here. Anyone here has a background far beyond your imagination."
Her words were clearly intended to hurt Lin Mu and make him aware of himself.
As she spoke, there was clearly contempt in her eyes.
"Li Yueyue."
Seeing her whispering to Lin Mu, Hebaiwei immediately frowned.
Based on her understanding of Li Yueyue, this best friend probably wouldn't have anything nice to say.
"Baimi, don't worry, I do things in a measured manner. I just understand Mr. Shimoki and I have no malicious intentions."
Li Yueyue didn't go too far, she just stopped when she saw the opportunity.
"Robinson, I have something to tell you. Can we talk alone?"
Lin Mu said.
He wanted to ask about recent changes in the world.
But this kind of thing is obviously not suitable to be asked in public.
However, his blatant request to talk to Hobart alone made everyone else look stunned.
Yuan Kedi clenched his fists tightly, his veins bulging.
"OK."
Herbaby looked cheerful and seemed very happy.
Yuan Kedi's face suddenly darkened.
Li Yueyue also had a cold gaze.
This Mr. Mu is so ignorant of praise? She had already hinted so clearly before, but the other party still didn't realize it and was still getting close to the Dutchman, which made her extremely annoyed.
