After a long time, he said, "Senior Lin laughed, I really can't do it. However, the Heavenly Machine Pavilion has never deceived customers, and since the seniors are not satisfied with this formation plan, there is no reason to force it."

Lin Mo Zhengse said, "Your Excellency has misunderstood, I am not dissatisfied. On the contrary, I appreciate your sincerity. It's just that this array can't meet my needs yet, so I still hope to get the true inheritance of the mustard seed space."

Cang sighed bitterly, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a crisp ringing in the distance. Both of them looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a silver-haired old monk walking slowly. He was followed by a younger monk.

"Who is this?" Lin Mo looked suspicious.

"I've seen the Vajra Protector!" He immediately gave a gift, and it was obvious that the status of this silver-robed old monk was extraordinary.

"Amitabha, in the Lower Thunder Yin Sect, Yuan Zhi, is the Great Elder in charge of this Heavenly Machine Pavilion." The old monk said with a smile, clasping his hands together.

Cang hurriedly stood up to greet him, and said with a smile, "How can Senior Yuan Zhi have time to come to my Tianji Pavilion today? What an honor!"

Lin Mo's heart moved, and he looked at this old monk named Yuan Zhi with interest. Seeing that he was so respectful to him, he obviously had an extraordinary identity.

"I'm just passing by, I want to see if the pavilion master is okay." Yuan Zhi said with a smile.

He responded with a bitter voice and asked Yuan Zhi to sit on the upper seat. Although Lin Mo had many doubts in his heart, there was no expression on his face, and he waited for the two to greet each other before speaking.

Yuan Ku concisely introduced Lin Mo's origin to Yuan Zhi, Yuan Zhi nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, turned to Lin Mo and said, "Amitabha, I don't know which sect Lin Daoyou comes from? The lonely monk has been curious for a long time, and he hopes that his fellow Daoists will give advice."

Lin Mo said indifferently: "Your Excellency, I don't have a sect, I'm just a loose cultivator who travels all over the world."

"I see." Yuan Zhi nodded, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Your Excellency's cultivation is profound, but you don't return to the sect, which really makes us suspicious. I don't know if you've ever heard of my Thunder Yin Sect?"

"Lei Yin Sect ......" Lin Mo thought for a moment and said, "I have indeed heard of this sect for the first time, and I have never had the privilege of meeting a high monk of your sect. If it weren't for today's fate, I'm afraid it would be rare to see it in my lifetime."

Yuan Zhi heard him say this, his brows furrowed slightly, and his heart remembered it even deeper. He was about to continue asking, when he suddenly heard Yanzhu on the side interject: "Master, don't be worried, Senior Lin is famous, and there have been rumors in the outside world. Today, I will see the true face, and my disciples and others will be naked."

Lin Mo's heart moved when he heard this, and he retorted: "Your Excellency has praised it falsely, I don't have any reputation, I don't know where I heard this?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they were all thinking about what Yanzhu meant by these words. Lin Mo's mind was racing, and he faintly felt that something was wrong......

Yan Zhu laughed softly, revealing a bit of humor between his words: "Senior Lin, you are really humble. Long before you arrived at the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, your name had already spread across the continent."

Lin Mo's face changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "What Your Excellency said about my reputation, shouldn't it have anything to do with those old things back then?"

In the Tianji Palace, the atmosphere was solemn and tense, and everyone gathered together. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Mo, as if they were about to uncover a long-lost mystery.

The silver-robed monk's voice sounded, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Lin Mo, are you the key person in the sensational event back then? The person related to the Yin Luo Sect and the Little Pole Palace?"

Lin Mo stood expressionlessly in the center of the Heavenly Machine Hall, and the words of the silver-robed monk Yuan Zhi stirred up a ripple in his heart.

"The person that Yin Luo Sect and Xiao Ji Gong have been tracking down all these years is you, right?" Yuan Zhi stared at Lin Mo, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Both Cang Ku and Yan Zhu showed surprised and panicked looks. Lin Mo said calmly, "Your Excellency is true, I am the one. I didn't expect that Yin Luo Sect is still tracking down my whereabouts, it's really obsessive. But now that Yin Luo Sect must have eliminated its obsession."

"You!" Both Yanzhu and Cangku were stunned by Lin Mo's reaction. "The Yin Luo Sect and the Little Extreme Palace are the top sects among the Ten Sects of the True Demons, and you are actually enemies of them?"

"I don't want to be their enemy." Lin Mo said indifferently, "Only

It's just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Yanzhu asked puzzled.

"There were indeed some twists and turns in the past." Lin Mo said casually and didn't explain anymore.

"Yin Luo Sect and Xiao Ji Gong have been looking for your whereabouts, it turns out that you actually came to my Tianji Pavilion!" Yan Zhu's face was strange, and he was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't know that the Yin Luo Sect Master had been killed by Lin Mo.

Lin Mo said lightly, "I didn't want to dwell on the past, but now that my identity has been revealed, there is no need to hide it. I'm here just to obtain the Mustard Seed Space Secret Technique, and I have no other purpose. Please rest assured."

"I wonder if you're willing to fight me?" The silver-robed old monk asked suddenly.

Everyone looked at Su Ku in surprise, but they didn't expect Yuan Zhi to suddenly ask for a discussion. And Ku Ku was also stunned for a while, but he didn't expect King Kong to be interested in Lin Mo.

"Sparring?" Lin Mo's eyes were slightly condensed, he could feel that this competition was not a simple competition, and there seemed to be a special purpose hidden in it. And Yanzhu smiled bitterly on the side, as if he had expected this scene.

Although Lin Mo was a little surprised, he didn't resist, and he didn't worry about what the other party would do. He knew that only through practical actions could these people have a deeper understanding of his strength.

The silver-robed monk continued to look at Lin Mo, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "I heard that you once defeated the powerhouses of the Yin Luo Sect and the Xiaoji Palace with your cultivation in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and now you have advanced to the late stage and your strength is even stronger. Who are you sacred?"

That's right, at this time, Lin Mo's cultivation was still in the late Yuan Infant period, and this time he came out mainly to collect various materials and secret techniques, and he didn't plan to make a big show.

Lin Mo smiled slightly, and there was a faint confidence in his eyes: "It's true that I defeated them, but things were far more complicated than they seemed on the surface. My strength is not all of my cultivation."

Yuan Zhi stared at Lin Mo, "You must be from a top-level sect, otherwise it would be impossible for you to have such attainments. It's just that back then, you were alone in the middle of the Yuan Infant Cultivation, so you killed several powerhouses of the Yin Luo Sect and the Little Pole Palace. Looking at your momentum now, you must have entered the late Yuan Infant period. It's shocking."

When Yanzhu, Cangku, and the others heard this, they all began to guess Lin Mo's origin and strength. A trace of worry flashed in Yan Zhu's eyes, and he felt that Master's choice to fight Lin Mo was not wise.

Lin Mo and Yuan Zhi slowly walked to the square outside the Tianji Pavilion. The two figures staggered in the space of the Heavenly Machine Palace, and Lin Mo and the silver-robed monk were already standing at the pole of opposites.

Cangku, Yanzhu and others followed, wanting to observe the exchange between the two.

"Please." Yuan Zhi stroked his palm. He clasped his hands together and muttered words in his mouth, and a golden light slowly emerged from above his head, encircling his whole body.

Lin Mo bowed slightly, he guessed that this might be the incorruptible power of the Buddha Sect Ming King to decide. Several golden rays of light rose from behind him, turning into hundreds of golden long swords, converging into a dazzling golden long sword, and struck towards Yuan Zhi with great momentum.

"Taking a sword in the air, this kind of swordsmanship is really wonderful." Yuan Zhi exclaimed, his palms pushed out, and a crimson dragon rose into the sky, competing with Lin Mo's golden long sword.

I only heard the rumbling sound of the impact, Lin Mo's golden sword and the dragon collided with each other, and sparks splashed everywhere. The two fought for dozens of rounds, but it was still difficult to distinguish between them.

"Brother Lin's swordsmanship has entered the realm of transformation, and this realm really impresses me." Yuan Zhi smiled.

Lin Mo snorted lightly, and suddenly, he swung his sword to draw the ground, and dozens of cyan sword qi broke away from the golden sword and circled behind Yuan Zhi to attack.

Yuan Zhi's expression froze, and the jet-black Zen staff behind his back flew up with a swish, blocking Lin Mo's green sword.

"The texture of this Zen staff is not trivial, it seems to be an unusual thing." A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.

The silver-robed monk's body exudes a pale gold light, and his body seems to be as indestructible as a diamond, which is the magic of the Buddha's Ming Wang.

"Come on." The silver-robed monk smiled faintly, his hands holding a Zen staff, and his breath gradually condensed. A surging wave of Buddha power surged, and his body turned into a golden light, like a god like Vajra.

Lin Mo's eyes were slightly closed, inside

The heart is as calm as water. As soon as his mind moved, hundreds of golden flying swords turned into streamers and condensed around him. The golden sword flew, forming a golden line of defense, like a sharp barrier.

The silver-robed monk jumped up, his golden light was magnificent, and his body was like a giant dragon, fiercely rushing towards Lin Mo. Lin Mo did not retreat but advanced, the golden sword was shining, intertwined with Yuan Zhi's figure, and the fierce collision echoed in the Heavenly Machine Palace.

"What a defense!" He exclaimed, "The Dharma Protector Buddha Sect King has definitely reached the fourth layer realm, and his defense is extremely strong."

A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he saw that his right hand was dotted, and dozens of cyan sword qi broke away from the sword formation and circled behind Yuan Zhi!

"Watch your back!" Flame Bamboo exclaimed. I saw that Yuan Zhi's mind moved, and the jet-black Zen staff spun rapidly behind him, forcibly blocking all of Lin Mo's cyan sword qi.

"I'm afraid this Zen staff is made of 10,000-year-old fire coral, and when I cultivate to the level of Yuan Zhi, the use of divine thoughts has been perfected." Cang muttered bitterly.

A look of approval flashed in Lin Mo's eyes. He raised his hand suddenly, and the sword array urged, and hundreds of golden sword qi converged into a golden light, directly on the top of Yuan Zhi's head!

"What a quick attack!" Yuan Zhi's brows furrowed slightly, and the jet-black Zen staff hovered quickly above his head, barely resisting Lin Mo's blow.

"Lin Mo's kendo attainments have reached the Transformation Realm, and the power of this sword is incomparable!" Yan Zhu's face changed slightly. If this sword is poured on him, he is afraid that he will be killed!

Lin Mo and Yuan Zhi fought fiercely in mid-air, the golden sword qi and the crimson dragon entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser. The two of them were fighting high, as if they were going to dismantle each other..

Cang Ku and Yan Zhu's faces were solemn, for fear that the situation would be imminent. If the two of them are truly angry, the consequences will be unimaginable......

The exchange between the two has entered a white-hot stage.

Lin Mo swung his sword continuously, and dozens of sword lights converged together, transforming into a huge cyan divine eagle, spreading his wings and rushing towards Yuan Zhi.

Yuan Zhi's divine thoughts were running, and the Zen staff behind his back rotated rapidly, turning into a circle of golden light protection. The cyan condor collided with the golden light, only listening to the sound of ping-pong impact, and the battle spirit was fierce.

"What a strong attack!" Kuku's face changed, "I'm afraid the strength of this move is beyond my limit."

"Lin Mo's kendo attainment has reached the Transformation Realm, and the power of this move is unmatched." Yanzhu was also nervous.

I saw that the golden light of Yuan Zhi became more and more dazzling, as if he had sensed something, and there were words in his mouth, and one after another golden magic decisions were spit out from his mouth, gathering and strengthening the golden light protection body above his head.

Lin Mo felt the strength of the silver-robed monk. Although the Crimson Jiaolong was blocked by the golden sword, its defensive power was amazing. The silver-robed monk's body seemed to be embedded in an indestructible piece of metal, making it insurmountable.

Lin Mo's heart was calm, and his eyes became more profound. He knew that he could not rely solely on the offensive, but must find a way to break through the defenses of the silver-robed monk. After a brief moment of thought, his gaze locked on the Zen staff in the silver-robed monk's hand.

"Huh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Mo's eyes. "This golden light on his body seems to echo the Zen staff, and it must be some kind of secret."

"Haha, Lin Mo, although your offensive is fierce, it is only a drop in the bucket in front of my Buddha Sect Ming King!" The silver-robed monk laughed, and the Zen staff in his hand waved again, and the golden light overflowed, forming a thick golden armor.

Lin Mo's sword move changed, and hundreds of golden lights converged into a long sword, which went straight to Yuan Zhi's chest!

Yuan Zhi's brows furrowed, and the golden light protective body exploded, and the jet-black Zen staff spun rapidly, barely resisting Lin Mo's sword.

The fighting spirit of the two was high, and the sword qi swept through, as if they were going to tear each other apart!

The others watched the battle nervously, and they could feel the atmosphere of the scene becoming more and more tense. The situation developed more intensely than they expected, and it seemed that it was inadvertently out of their control.

The battle continued in the Heavenly Machine Palace, and the scene became more and more intense, and the figures of the two were staggered, like thunder and lightning shuttling.

Yuan Zhi has words in his mouth, a golden light, surging Buddha power, and the momentum around his body is like a rainbow. With a wave of his hands, a huge statue of King Kong Buddha came out and pressed towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's brows furrowed, and he didn't avoid it

Let, the sword in his hand was agitated, and a cyan long sword went straight to the King Kong Buddha statue.

Listening to the sound of ping-pong impact, Lin Mo's green sword and the King Kong Buddha statue clashed for dozens of rounds, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

"What a strong offense and defense!" Flame Bamboo's face turned pale, "This ...... If these two really fight, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The bitterness was also frightened, for fear that the two of them would hurt their lives.

Lin Mo noticed that Yuan Zhi's Buddha power was incomparably powerful, and it would be difficult to win for a while. He contemplated his luck, the sword array behind him buzzed and vibrate, and countless sword qi gathered out, surrounding the Vajra Buddha statue!

"What a powerful sword formation!" Yuan Zhi's face changed slightly. The Vajra Buddha statue is surrounded by Buddha's glory, but it still can't resist Lin Mo's storm-like attack.

Yuan Zhi took a deep breath and stood opposite Lin Mo. He clasped his hands together and whispered the mantra of the Buddha.