"Looks like you're not convinced." Lin Zheng's face was majestic, "Okay, for the sake of the face of the four elders, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, lest you say that I am arbitrary." ”

"What chance?" Lin Mu laughed, he never thought that Lin Zheng would have any good intentions.

"The old man of the beast control has recently cultivated a batch of new demon beasts, and he is short of demon warriors, this is a great opportunity for the Lin family to make friends with the old man of the beast control, it just so happens that the candidate has not yet been determined, so you will participate on behalf of the family." Lin Zheng said slowly.

"What a great opportunity, second uncle, are you really my second uncle?" Lin Mu's heart was cold, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

The old man who controls the beast is a famous warrior in Xichuan City, and it is said that his strength is no less than the ninth order of the martial artist, and more importantly, he is good at controlling demon beasts, so that demon beasts can fight for themselves, and one person is equivalent to a small army.

Every year, the old man of the beast will cultivate a new little demon, which requires special martial apprentices to fight the little demon, test the strength of the demon beast, and help the old man of the beast to select the powerful little demon.

Demon beasts are divided into small demons and big demons, the small demons are equivalent to human warriors, and the big demons are equivalent to warriors.

However, most of the demon beasts are born with strong physiques, especially in the early stage, they have a huge advantage, and they completely suppress humans at the same level, so don't look at the little demon and other martial disciples, in fact, they are a great threat to the martial artists.

However, in order to meet the strength of the little demon, the old man who controls the beast does not allow the martial artist to come, because the strength of the martial artist is too strong, and he can't test the strength of the newborn demon at all.

The major families know that it is extremely dangerous to send people to test demon warriors, but in order to befriend the powerful beast control old man, they still keep sending their own martial apprentices every year.

"Trying demons?" The Seventh Elder frowned, "Last year, the people my Lin family sent to participate in the demon test experiment were sixth-order martial disciples, and they all died later, so wouldn't it be too dangerous for Lin Mu to go?" I think it's better to send a side kid to it, right? ”

"I don't like to hear what the Seventh Elder says." The four elders said in a strange manner, "Could it be that Lin Mu's life is his life, and the life of his side disciples is not his life?" ”

The Seven Elders' faces changed, and they didn't know how to refute it, the lives of the side disciples were of course not as important as the descendants of the line, but this kind of thing was just a default rule, which could be taken to heart, but it could never be said.

"Thank you, Seventh Elder."

Lin Mu still has a good impression of these seven elders, this person is a staunch supporter of his father when he was in the family, and he is the only one, and he has never taken refuge in Erbo Lin Zheng.

"Lin Mu, you don't have to be afraid, today's incident is too ridiculous, even if I give up this life, I won't let them succeed." The Seventh Elder said angrily.

Lin Mu shook his head and said lightly, "When?" ”

"Two days later." The four elders smiled.

"Okay, I'll go." Lin Mu agreed.

Afraid?

Why should I be afraid, it's too late to be happy.

The first absolute of the "Nine Absolute True Scriptures", the Northern Immortal, is to improve his cultivation by devouring his vitality, and he just can't find a suitable opportunity, and now Lin Zheng is calculating this time, although it is very dangerous, but it is not a good opportunity.

Try the demon warriors, you can fight with the demon beast justifiably, even if you kill the demon beast, no one blames, because the dead demon beast can only show that the demon beast is too weak.

"Never." The Seventh Elder's face changed drastically.

The four elders and the others laughed, feeling that Lin Mu had given in.

"Well, since Lin Mu himself agreed, then let's decide like this." Lin Zheng had a smile in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to the words of the Seventh Elder at all.

"Lin Mu, wait."

As soon as Lin Mu came out of the conference hall, the voice of the Seven Elders came from behind.

"Seven Elders."

Stopping, Lin Mu looked very respectful, he remembered the other party's help before.

The Seventh Elder sighed, but he knew that the things decided at the clan meeting could not be changed, and it would be useless to say anything else, so he said, "What are you going to do in the next two days?" ”

Lin Mu shook his head: "It happened so suddenly, I didn't make any preparations at all. ”

"You don't have a weapon yet, do you?" The Seven Elders pointed out.

"Seventh Elder, what do you mean?" When Lin Mu heard this, his heart moved.

"In two days, it's too late to practice martial arts, but it's just right to be familiar with weapons and cultivate a sense of hand." The Seventh Elder patted Lin Mu on the shoulder, "Let's go, go to the Hidden Soldier Pavilion, I can't interfere with other places, this Hidden Soldier Pavilion I still have a role to say." ”

The person in charge of the Tibetan Arsenal, the seventh elder.

"Okay."

Lin Mu secretly felt warm, and with a weapon, he had a little more confidence in saving his life.

With the Seven Elders leading the way in front, Lin Mu easily entered the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion.

"Lin Mu, you go in and choose by yourself, don't worry, you must choose the weapon that suits you."

The Seven Elders said patiently.

"I will."

Thinking that he would be able to have his own weapon immediately, Lin Mu was also quite excited in his heart.

The Pavilion has two floors.

The first layer is the low-grade, middle-grade and high-grade weapons, while the second layer is the yellow-rank weapons, and there are even rumors that there are spiritual weapons.

Yellow-rank weapons and spiritual weapons were too precious, Lin Mu was naturally not qualified to choose them, and the family would not allow them.

If you don't have enough strength, but you have high-level weapons, you will inevitably attract the covetousness of the strong.

At this time, there were also children of other families in the Hidden Soldiers Pavilion, but Lin Mu didn't care about them, his eyes were attracted by the dazzling array of weapons.

"Huh? Isn't this Lin Mu's waste? ”

Lin Mu is definitely famous in the Lin family, although it is notorious, but it is true that everyone knows it, no one knows it, and these children of the family recognize him at a glance.

"Hahaha, Lin Mu, don't you like the Poison Dao Sect Master? What other weapons are used. A fourth-order martial artist teased.

Lin Mu glanced at them lightly, maybe not every one of these martial artists he knew, but this fourth-order martial artist and his companions were very familiar.

The two are the children of the family, named Lin Gang and Lin Yun, Lin Yun was not impressed, but Lin Gang humiliated him before.

But now, he didn't pay attention to these people, and quickly withdrew his gaze, and looked intently at the weapons around him.

"What weapon should I use?"

Constantly observing and walking in front of the various weapon racks, Lin Mu was a little undecided.

Sword?

Known as the "King of a Hundred Soldiers" and "the Instrument of the Saint", he is supreme and noble, but Lin Mu does not have that kind of heart-warming feeling.

Gentleman? Sage?

He never didn't think of himself as such a person.

Gun?

The king of the army, known for his domineering and mighty, Lin Mu also felt that it was not suitable for him.

Compared with domineering, he yearns for lightness, carelessness, and unrestrainedness.

Knife?

The prestige is not under the sword, but it still seems to be lacking.

It wasn't until his footsteps inadvertently stopped on the weapon rack with flying knives that Lin Mu's eyes lit up.

A flying knife shaped like a dragon and as thin as a cicada's wings inexplicably appeared in his mind.