Shen Mo didn't think so.

The sect may be selfless, and individuals are greedy!

Only strength is the guarantee against injustice......

As his strength becomes stronger and stronger, even if some of his unusual methods are revealed, others will not dare to covet him!

But it wasn't enough for him to be unscrupulous and expose more secrets.

For example, at this time, he showed outstanding kendo attainments, as well as the mysterious three-headed and six-armed skills, and he has the intention of watching, but he doesn't have this ability at the moment; has the ability to force him to hand over the "True Immortal Formula", but he doesn't have this intention.

But if he exposes the strange soul refining banner on his body, the demon soul in the banner will be able to continuously devour blood and food to advance, and he can even be promoted to a fourth-order demon soul general...... Even the Supreme Elder of the Yuan Dan Realm will be jealous or greedy, and naturally he will no longer regard him as a disciple with excellent endowments!

As for the fate of the Heavenly Mandate Panel, even if Shen Mo formed a Yuan Dan, he would not reveal a single trace to the outside.

The Yuan Dan Realm in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is not an invincible existence.

There is also the Heavenly Monarch of the Divine Bridge Realm above, and the Divine Bridge Realm explores further, and there are even stronger and more terrifying existences.

There are some eccentricities that he can be revealed; There are some anomalies, and it is impossible to hide them too carefully!

……

In the face of Zhou Shili's praise, Shen Mo was not overly humble, but accepted it calmly.

Immediately, he asked: "Peak Lord, I want to invite the eighth core seat to fight again, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Shili was slightly surprised, but after a little thought, he had the idea that it should be like this.

The core disciples of the nine seats of the sect, except for the chief and second seats, the remaining seven people are all strong people from the Triple Heaven to the Sixth Heaven of the Spirit Sea Realm, and the difference in strength between them is not a world of separation.

On the other hand, Shen Mo's strength is strong!

In addition to being a little cautious when dealing with the Ruyi Needle, he was easily pressed and beaten by Tian Zhiyu all the way.

With such strength, you can indeed hit a higher core seat!

Twisting his beard and thinking for a long time, Zhou Shili groaned: "According to the old rules, it is naturally possible. ”

"However, you still have a spiritual weapon suppressed in your body, do you want to deal with it first?"

"I will inform the other two peak masters of this matter first, and after discussion, set the date and place of the competition, and convey this resolution to the eighth seat of the core."

"Take this interval, you can refine the spirit needle and recover well!"

Hearing this, Shen Mo nodded yes.

Tian Zhiyu's wishful snatching needle was also suppressed in his body, and he was heavily imprisoned with the derived white bones of the healing magic weapon.

The battle for the throne is like a real bloody battle, even the life and death of both sides of the fight, each has its own destiny, how can it be mandatory to stipulate the ownership of the spoils of war?

After defeating the opponent, the gains will naturally go to the victorious side!

Of course, because of the same family, the fighting for the position in previous years will not be fierce to the extent that you die and I die, even if there are casualties, at least the face will not be completely torn on the surface.

What you get in the battle will also be restored to the Lord!

However, Shen Mo already had a gap with the Tian Clan's Immortal Clan.

Tian Zhaoquan's shameless end to help Tian Zhiyu has aroused the dissatisfaction of Zhou Shili and others, so naturally he can't pull his face, and then ask Shen Mo to ask for a wishful thinking.

Even if he asks for it brazenly, Shen Mo won't bother with him!

In this way, Shen Mo was blessed by misfortune, and he got a spirit-level low-grade magic weapon for nothing.

Although he cut off one-third of his body during the fierce battle, the wisdom of the magic weapon was not extinguished, and with Shen Mo's casting attainments, it could be completely repaired and perfected.

When the peak lord Zhou Shili discussed with the Rising Sun Peak Lord and the Bright Moon Peak Lord, he announced in public that Shen Mo would continue to invite the eighth seat of the core!

In the follow-up invitation, only the seats will be set, and the identity of a core disciple will not be stripped away......

Even so, it caused an uproar!

Especially the eighth core seat who came to watch the battle, Chu Yuhua, a disciple of Mingyue Peak, had a wonderful expression.

He never dreamed that this day would come so quickly, not in the battle to reseat two years later, but in seven days, he would face Shen Mo!

Chu Yuhua and Elder Chu Chen are both from the Chu Clan's Immortal Clan, and their qualifications are very extraordinary.

Although he only had the cultivation of the Triple Heaven of the Spirit Sea Realm, a year ago, when the seats of the core disciples were rearranged, he relied on the wonderful use of high-level talismans to defeat Tian Zhiyu in a dangerous way.

It hasn't been long before he received Shen Mo's invitation to fight, which made him feel quite helpless.

And the core disciples such as Guo Xun and Yu Yan also had a premonition that Shen Mo didn't want to stop at the ninth seat of the core, and they all felt quite pressured.

"Not long ago, I also encouraged Senior Brother Shen and wished him to open up the spiritual sea as soon as possible and join the ranks of my generation!"

"Who would have thought that he would be as brave as ......"

"I'm afraid that even I will be knocked out of a seat by him." Guo Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

And Yu Yan, the fire spirit body on the side, had a blazing fire in his eyes, and he was eager to try.

"I'm looking forward to fighting it!"

"The trip to the Burial Immortal Sea, although I appreciated the demeanor of Senior Brother Shen, I didn't find an opportunity to fight with him with all my might."

"If he can defeat the five people in one go, I will have a good fight with him to see if he has the ability to snatch the third seat from me!"

……

After returning to the Linjiang Sect, Shen Mo received the core disciple's clothing and exclusive identity token from the deacon's hall.

Compared with ordinary inner disciples, the robes and other items prepared by the Linjiang Sect for the core disciples are obviously higher level, in addition to the quality is more extraordinary and gorgeous, and the variety is also complete.

Including jade crowns, coats, underwear, belts, sandals, etc., all of them are high-grade magic weapons, with a variety of special effects such as "dust", "fire avoidance", "light body" and so on!

Of course, except for major festivals, wearing this robe is still a bit cumbersome, and it is not conducive to fighting.

After Shen Mo hung the identity token on his waist, he put the entire set of robes into the Qiankun bag.

This time, he didn't let Mingyu cast [Mustard Sumeru], but lived in the forging room in the small building in the middle of the lake.

Maybe it was because he knew that Shen Mo still had to prepare for the war, and Chen Mengze and other friends did not rush to come to congratulate him, so that Shen Mo was idle.

"Whoa!"

Forbidden talismans flew out of Shen Mo's sleeves and pasted all over the caster's room.

After placing the ban, Shen Mo held the sword in his right hand and cut his left arm little by little.

The broken flesh and skin, under the divine effect of the "Three-Headed and Six-Armed True Immortal Technique", did not gush out a large amount of blood, only revealing crystal white bones like blocks.

Shen Mo's heart moved, and the derived white bones slowly turned into blood essence and fused back into his body.

In an instant, the Ruyi Needle was revealed, and the tail was still missing, and it was covered by white bones and could not move.

At this time, the needle spirit found that the shackles were gradually disappearing, and immediately triggered the power, buzzing and trembling, trying to get rid of the suppression and return to the instrument master Tian Zhiyu!

"Still not honest?"

Shen Mo drank softly, his five fingers curled slightly, and directly grabbed the wishful spirit needle into his palm.

(End of chapter)