...... in the minds of middle and lower monks Immortal!

At first glance, when he heard the words of the middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage, Ye Mo was also slightly shocked, surprised that he suddenly had such a great popularity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Immediately, Ye Mo reacted, and secretly laughed that he lost his mind for a moment because of a subjective word from a middle-level monk, after all, this was just the subjective thoughts of a middle-aged monk in the Dan stage, and it did not represent the large number of middle- and low-level monks in the world.

But then, Ye Mo thought again...... What if this is not an exaggeration?

If you really have such popularity, you will have an amazing momentum invisibly, and you may be able to do many things by borrowing this momentum, such as...... Make the clan jealous? Or gather these people together and do something even more amazing?

Middle- and low-level monks, not to mention the low-level monks among these monks for the time being, the monks of the Yudan period may have been the mainstay of the sect's forces in the past, but now they are not, they are not much different from the Qi refining and foundation building monks, they are all poor creatures with insufficient talent and qualifications.

Rebel Army!

Ye Mo's train of thought suddenly jumped to the Kunpeng Divine Sect, and his mind quickly thought about it, Mo said that these middle and low-level cultivators were the strongest people like the Moon Refining Demon God, and she was born in ordinary seaweed, and she was not valued by the Kunpeng Divine Sect, but her intention to kill it was even stronger, which showed how extreme the Kunpeng Divine Sect was.

And he obviously belongs to this kind, and countless middle and low-level monks in the world also belong to this kind, so if he really has that much popularity, he may be able to use this to unite these people and form a ...... Kyushu Counter Expedition Army?

In an instant, Ye Mo was a little moved.

In this era, if there is no cultivation, the supernatural power can run rampant, and without the support of the force, a single person cannot deal with a behemoth like the Kunpeng Divine Sect.

Like the storyteller in the market, becoming one of the strongest people in the world, making powerful forces jealous, and even dare not provoke, such a thing is impossible to apply to Kunpeng Divine Sect.

The Kunpeng Divine Sect has a long history and a huge power, and it is inevitable that it will traverse the past and the present, and they themselves represent the ultimate in single strength and power power.

Although there may not be powerful monks like the Three Emperors, Three Emperors, and Martial Gods in the Kunpeng Divine Sect now, the number of the strongest alone is enough for the major forces to look up to.

Let's do the math, how many princes have there been in the history of Kunpeng Divine Sect? Some of these princes have disappeared, while some have not disappeared, and how many princes have survived until now?

Every time he thought of this, Ye Mo knew that even if he reached the peak of the strongest person, it would be difficult for him to fight against the Kunpeng Divine Sect alone.

Four many princely bloodlines, top princely bloodlines, four divisions...... Unless he can become an immortal, how can he deal with a group of supreme people?

Although the middle and low-level monks are not qualified, there is no way to solve it, and there may not be one in the future, but this is a force to be reckoned with after all, and what he wants is just a momentum.

Moreover, now the situation is becoming more and more complicated, when it is extremely complicated, what will come is the situation that is gradually becoming clear and clear, Ye Mo has a hunch that this Kyushu counter-attack army will play a great role at that time.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo's brows quickly dispersed, his eyebrows and eyes brought a somewhat warm and warm smile, and he smiled at the middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage: "You didn't lie to me?"

"The younger generation will never dare to deceive the seniors, if there is a word and a sentence that is false, the younger generation will no longer be able to cultivate an inch in this life, and will fall under the catastrophe. ”

The middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage said with sincere fear.

"It's a trivial matter, why bother to say such a thing, in that case, I ask you for help in this matter. ”

Ye Mo waved his hand, pretending to be uneasy.

When the middle-aged monk saw that Ye Mo believed it, his heart was immediately relieved, and then when he heard Ye Mo ask him for help, his face showed ecstasy, and his expression became more and more excited: "How dare you say help, if there is anything that the ancestor commands, the younger generation will go to the soup and fight the fire, and he will not hesitate." ”

"You don't need to go to the soup, just release some news for this seat. ”

Ye Mo said, raised his hand and patted the storage bag, took out a pale cyan jade slip from it, put it on his forehead and closed his eyes.

After a short time, Ye Mo took down the jade slip, handed it to the middle-aged monk of the Yudan period, and said: "It doesn't matter if you spread it out and make it into a notice, jade slip, or gossip, the important thing is to let all living beings in the world know, can you do it?"

"All the creatures of the world?"

The middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage had a male face, and finally with a hesitant expression, he asked, "Ancestor, can the junior take a look at the contents of the jade slip?"

Ye Mo nodded, the middle-aged cultivator of the Dan stage was not polite, and his divine sense entered the jade and he quickly looked at it.

In just a moment, the middle-aged monk of the Dan Stage took back his divine consciousness with excitement and shock on his face, and glanced at Ye Mo in disbelief, as if he was respecting the gods: "Old, Ancestor...... The contents of the jade slip are all true?"

"All the experiences and information are true, some can't be revealed, they are not revealed, or the sentence in the jade slip, whether it is true or not, any monk is welcome to test. ”

Ye Mo's expression was calm.

The middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage looked more and more excited, hesitated for a moment, and took out a turquoise jade slip and a translucent crystal ruler.

As soon as he saw this crystal ruler, Ye Mo laughed, he was very familiar with this thing, when he measured his qualifications for the first time, he was still a rookie who was extremely unfamiliar with the immortal cultivation world, and at that time, it was measured that each department had more than twenty spiritual root potential, and the final result was more than one hundred and ten points.

Of course, this is impossible, and the dogskin Taoist's "measuring ruler" has passed through many people's hands, and the quality is inferior, so there is an error in the measurement, to be precise, it is twenty points of spiritual root potential per system, and the distribution is extremely even.

In this regard, Ye Mo was not afraid of anything, and raised his hand to hold it on the measuring ruler.

The quality of this measuring ruler is obviously very good, as soon as Ye Mo holds it, it bursts out with wisps of bright gold, and the middle-aged monk of the Dan stage is also busy inputting mana into the jade jade, and suddenly a faint hazy blue light shrouds Ye Mo in it, and begins to record all this.

"Gold is one, two, three...... Fourteen, this ......"

Rao, a middle-aged monk in the Yudan period, had been prepared for a long time, and he was also startled at this moment, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and looked at Ye Mo stupidly, not knowing what to say for a while.

He thought that this ancestor was also at least twenty points of spiritual root potential, so it could be regarded as reaching the level of an ordinary monk, but who would have thought, but it turned out to be only fourteen points of gold spiritual root potential!

At this time, the measuring ruler exuded wisps of blue again, and began to climb up little by little.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage showed joy on his face, and hurriedly put his head on it and counted it, after all, the data just now was too scary, the potential of the spiritual root at fourteen points, but it could surpass the first holy son of the Southern Demon, which was also incredible, not to mention him, even other living beings in the world questioned it, and wondered if it was taken away by some reincarnated person.

"Wood Spiritual Root, one point, two points, three points...... It's fourteen again!"

The middle-aged monk of the Yudan stage had a strange face, but he looked better.

Well, it's not bad, how can it reach the level of an ordinary monk, by the way, it seems that this senior is a fifth-line monk? Or how many departments? Maybe one of them is quite good, right?

Thinking like this, seeing that there were other Dharma lights emerging from the measuring scale, the middle-aged monk in the Dan stage counted again, but after counting, the middle-aged monk in the Dan stage couldn't hold back anymore.

Five series, full five series, without exception, all of them are fourteen points of spiritual root potential, and the average can no longer be averaged, as if it has been specially adjusted with some secret method, which is too incredible.

However, the light of the Dharma system is still blooming, and the middle-aged monks in the Dan stage don't have time to think about anything else, bury their heads and count again!

In the end, this middle-aged monk in the Yudan stage was completely stunned, feeling that since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, the worldview that had gradually formed and became more and more solid was constantly collapsing.

The five lines of spiritual root potential each have fourteen points, a total of seventy points of spiritual root potential, and the three lines of wind, ice and thunder mutated spiritual roots each have ten points.

This kind of spiritual root, to be honest, can no longer be wasted, each series can not reach the level of ordinary monks, but these eight series combined, but they have completely reached the upper limit of one hundred spiritual roots, this situation, the middle-aged monk in the Dan stage has never heard of it, let alone seen it.

"Old, Ancestor...... Is this really going to be sent out?"

The middle-aged monk of the Dan stage was a little apprehensive now, he really couldn't imagine what the outside world would do if such a result was spread.

"If you can do it all over the world, spread it, and if you can't do it, you don't need it. ”

Ye Mo smiled lightly.

"Yes!"

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged monk said.

"Then I'll leave it to you. ”

Ye Mo patted the shoulder of the middle-aged monk of the Jiedan period, which made him excited again.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged monk in the Yudan period, Ye Mo finally found Ji Ruyan, and then, the two fought in a secret place that no one knew.

No one knows the outcome of this battle, only that Ji Ruyan later went one step further, truly reaching twenty-five rounds of combat power, and became the first person in the Yuan Ying generation of the Xiancheng Alliance in the true sense.

However, he didn't fight Ye Mo anymore, so no one could know which of the two of them was stronger.

And after the fight, Ye Mo and Ji Ruyan came to the small building where Ji Ruyan lived alone, the small building had red walls and green tiles, and the eaves and teeth were high, which was very elegant.

Around the small building is a green bamboo forest, proud bamboo stands in the small forest, converges into the sea, every wisp of air is filled with bursts of green bamboo, it seems extraordinarily quiet, people can't help but calm down.

Entering the small building, the two walked up the stairs and came to the tea house on the second floor.

As the name suggests, it is a place to drink tea and taste tea, but it seems to be much more professional, and the huge second floor is surrounded by strange or strange, or weird, or delicate, or atmospheric tea sets, as well as a jar of superb spiritual tea and vulgar coarse tea.

In the depths, there is a small compartment that is not small, and inside it is the spiritual spring water that is contained and sealed with strange stones and magic weapons, and there are many incredible varieties.

On the balcony of the corridor outside the tea house, there is an antique lyre, and there is a jade flute next to it, amber, warm in color, without any decoration, simple to the extreme.

Motioning for Ye Mo to sit down, Ji Ruyan glanced at Ye Mo, his eyes showed a bit of thought, and then turned around to get the tea set and the spiritual spring.

After putting the tea set on the table, Ji Ruyan waved the sleeves of his robe, and an incense burner not far away rose from the white smoke of Nana.

Rinse the tea set, Sheng Lingquan, start a fire and boil water......

The action is like flowing water, although it is simple, but it makes people feel so natural and comfortable to look at, obviously, Ji Ruyan has done it more than a thousand times.

"Brother Ji not only likes to taste tea, but also likes to play the piano and blow the flute?"

Ye Mo wondered, he didn't expect that a scheming personality would also have this kind of hobby.

"I'm only good at blowing the flute, and I don't like it, I prefer to drink tea and listen to the piano at the same time. ”

Ji Ruyan's gaze always stayed on the kettle.

"Then this piano ......"

Ye Mo felt even more strange.

"That's my companion's, but she's gone. ”

Ji Ruyan's demeanor was calm as usual, as if he was saying something irrelevant.

Ye Mo looked weird, but he didn't say much, waiting for the spring water to boil, and the two of them were quiet for a while, only the bamboo forest outside the building was blown by the wind, and the rustling sound was rolled.

Soon, the spring water was boiled, at this time Ji Ruyan took a small pot of tea, picked his fingers and popped out a small handful, so that it fell into the boiling water, and began to boil, until a stick of incense was reduced to reduce the fire, boiled for a quarter of an hour, and finally, Ji Ruyan picked up the teapot, poured out two cups of tea, and then took a cup by himself, and began to drink and taste.

Ye Mo didn't care, he took another cup of tea and was about to taste it, at this time, his expression suddenly moved, he raised his head and looked at Ji Ruyan in amazement, feeling incredulous.

I saw that Ji Ruyan's expression was still the same, but crystal liquid kept gushing out of his eyes, scribbling across his face and dripping into the tea.

Brother Ye smiled. ”

Ji Ruyan raised his hand and waved it on his face, and he immediately returned to normal, but it was obvious that Ji Ruyan's heart was not quiet at this moment, and his eyes were very dull.

Ye Mo thought about it, and quickly figured out the reason, continued to drink tea with his head down, took a sip gently, and tasted the taste of the tea carefully, Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Brother Ji, your cultivation is wrong, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires is not the real avenue, at least not the righteous path, you want to cut it, but can you really cut it?"

Hearing this, some light gathered in Ji Ruyan's eyes.

"Your exercises are similar to those of "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra", they are all very deviant and extreme, I don't know if there is a future for embarking on such an immortal path, at least I gave up...... Of course, I am me, Brother Ji, how do you choose yourself, Ye Mou's words are all here. ”

Ye Mo had practiced the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" and was deeply touched by it, so he sincerely advised Ji Rudi.

Ji Ruyan didn't say much, he was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, drank the spiritual tea in the cup in one gulp, and then rinsed it with the spiritual spring before pouring the spiritual tea again.

"I invited you to come to discuss a matter with you. Recently, there is a secret treasure in the Ghost Moon Mountain Range on the western battlefield, and the alliance reconnaissance monks found that this is the place where a multi-treasure god monarch sat on the army seven thousand years ago, this multi-treasure god monarch's life can be described as a legend, and the luck of the opportunity makes the strongest jealous, and a treasure magic weapon attracted countless monks to covet, but in the end he disappeared mysteriously, but he did not expect him to sit on the army here...... The demon clan has already broken through the peripheral formation, and has also got some opportunities, you ...... To go or not?"

Ji Ruyan poured the tea, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup and drank it lightly, without looking at Ye Mo's reaction, as if he had already known Ye Mo's choice.