Chapter Ninety-Five: Begging
"Good!" Suddenly, the Guan Master Mu Wufang shouted, the sound was like thunder, buzzing in the hall, and Lin Da was taken aback by his reaction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Lin Xiaoyou, where did you get this superb magic weapon? At the end of the ancient era, the world was the end of the Dharma era, and the cultivation world has risen to the present, and there are only a handful of superb magic weapons born in the past 7,000 years, and the best magic weapons that have been born are all related to the ancient legacy. At this time, a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament stepped forward, looked at Lin Da carefully again, and stared at Lin Da's eyes and said.
"Every superb magic weapon is related to the rise and fall of the entire Great Luo Immortal Dynasty, I hope you can explain it clearly."
Lin Da frowned slightly, this middle-aged gaze has the taste of distinguishing between truth and falsehood, and it is uncomfortable to get to the bottom of it.
"This is Wang Dao Zhenren, from the Dao Court, this time my Mufeng Dao Gate was robbed, thanks to the support of Wang Daoyou." Mu Wufang said at this time.
"But! If your privacy is at stake, you don't have to say it. Then, Mu Wufang opened his mouth to assert.
For Lin Da to have the best magic weapon, Mu Wufang can be said to be half happy, happy that someone under his door has a superb magic weapon, because there is only Lin Da under the door, Lin Er and the two are sword cultivators, so he doesn't have much greed, naturally he tries his best to protect Lin Da, but he still understands the truth of his guilt, if Lin Da has the Jindan realm cultivation, he naturally has the ability to keep the sword.
At all costs! This sword is the thing of the Mufeng Daomen, Lin Da is the hope of the rise of the Mufeng Daomen, Mu Wufang has to keep Lin Da no matter what, and keep a sword.
Hearing this, Wang Wenzhen suddenly frowned deeply, but Mu Wufang didn't seem to see it, after all, the culprit who caused Mufeng Daomen to be so downtrodden was still Dao Ting.
"There is nothing to say to people, decades ago, before the disciple left Mufeng Wuyue Mountain to come to the strange barren mountain area, a period of antiquity obtained from his travels was a rusty and simple iron box, this iron box is a sword box, mortals can't open it, after I got it, I got this sword from it." In this regard, Lin Da has a draft in his heart, this is a lie, a simple lie, and the simpler the lie, the more flawed.
Wang asked the real person, etc., and was slightly stunned when he heard this, feeling incredible, too fake! I feel that Lin Da is perfunctory, but there is no flaw, at this time, it has been decades since the destruction of the Mufeng Taoist Temple, these decades are just a moment of snap of the fingers for monks, but for mortals in the world, it is a long time, and it cannot be studied.
"That's it! Lin Da, go down. Mu Wufang showed a faint smile.
"Disciple retires!" Lin Da saluted, and then stepped back.
After Lin Da left, the hall fell into silence, the five Jindan real people from the Dao Court were led by Wang Dao Zhenren, he didn't speak, the other three real people were silent, Mu Wufang showed a faint smile at this time.
"In this battle, the Mufeng Daomen is gone, but the people are still there, I want the Mufeng Daoist Temple to be rooted for thousands of years in the Mufeng Wuyue Mountain in Pingchuan Prefecture." Mu Wufang said directly.
"Are you using Lin Da as a bargaining chip? Something to exchange for the best sword? The king was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"No!" Mu Wufang shook his head and said with a smile, "There are no chips that are not chips, Mufeng Wuyue Mountain was originally mine, I just want my things back now, you think too much." ”
"How dare you think about it?" Wang asked and sneered.
"Humph! What do I dare not think, this is all forced by you, I want to decide on Mufeng Wuyue Mountain, and as for the secret method of refining the power of faith, I also want it! Mu Wufang's face suddenly fell, and he snorted coldly.
Wang Wendao looked at Mu Wufang with a determined expression, and sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it, but he still knew that the decisive battle between the two highnesses was a tacit understanding between the two Dao courts, and it was conceivable that after the decisive battle, no matter what the result was, there would be a situation in the cultivation world.
Because the decisive battle between the two highnesses is not only a decisive battle between the two, but also a battle of contemporary junjie, the secret realm of ancient ruins is an independent space, the scene will be life and death, only one side can come out, you can think of the tragedy of the battle, and there will be countless junjie in the two immortal dynasties.
Even if the final winner wins, it is estimated that not many people will survive, as the so-called killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred, this is the first comprehensive battle between the Great Luo Immortal Dynasty and the Cang Mang Immortal Dynasty, and the impact will be extremely far-reaching.
In this case, Lin Dacheng will become a bargaining chip to decide the outcome of the victory, and the Dao Court of the Great Luo Immortal Dynasty will naturally not let it go easily, Mu Wufang will use this as a basis to ask the Dao Court to return to Mufeng Wuyue Mountain with white teeth.
"I'll send what you say back to the Dao Court! Leave. The king asked, bowed, and then left with the other three real people.