In the depths of the dense forest, the ancient trees and the sky are horizontal, and the mountains are horizontal, like a giant dragon coiling Heng, which is extremely vast.

A chariot swept through the sky, the sky trembled, and the rumbling sound resounded through the void like thunder, and the power was amazing.

The pale cyan divine light was clear, the glow fell, and the chariot crossed a distance of hundreds of zhang in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the sky.

Qin Mu stood at the front of the car, letting the wind blow on his face, his long hair flying, like a fairy king in the lower realm, patrolling the world.

And next to him stood a green-shirted scribe, with a face like a crown of jade, his hair held in a bun, and a bookish air coming towards him.

"Qin Xiaoyou, please go inside, this time it's troublesome for you to run. The green-shirted scribe spoke, and although the wind was blowing, his voice was still condensed.

Qin Mu nodded and said, "It's okay to go inside, I also have something I want to ask Sect Master Lin." After he finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked into the car, and the green-shirted scribe followed closely behind.

When the two of them sat down, the green-shirted scribe took out a set of tea sets and brewed a cup of fragrant tea, which was refreshing and refreshing, and suddenly made people feel that the spring breeze was blowing, everything was recovering, and a strong vitality filled the chariot.

"Good tea!" Qin Mu couldn't help but praise, took a cup with his free hand and savored it, and nodded again and again.

"I didn't expect Qin Xiaoyou to understand tea art. The green-shirted scribe seemed a little surprised, but more of a joy at being praised for his things.

Qin Mu shook his head and chuckled, and said, "Tea art is only a little involved, and it really can't be put on the table, but I don't have a heart for it now." After speaking, I saw him glance at the green-shirted scribe with a deep meaning, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

"Qin Xiaoyou is a person who is anxious. The man chuckled, took a sip of tea and began to speak, Qin Mu listened quietly, nodded incessantly, and the doubts in his heart were slowly solved.

This person's name is Lin Hong, he is the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, but he has been wandering for many years, and he has never managed the affairs of the sect, and he does not know about these things of Guiyue Lin.

This was also the reason why Qin Mu was able to stay in Qingyun City for such a long time, but now Lin Hong's purpose of coming to Qin Mu was not here.

The former sect leader of Qingyun Sect was none other than Lin Hong's father, Lin Canghai. This person deserves to be a hero, leading the Qingyun Sect to push over from an uninspiring force, and finally dominate thousands of miles, and he himself is also a cultivator who surpasses the Tibetan Sea Realm, and he is also an extremely profound realm, known as the first master of Qingyun.

Now Qin Mu's target is also this person, it is impossible for the two to have an intersection in the past, but a few days ago, Lin Canghai was attacked by a young person, and his body was highly poisoned, and now he is in a coma in bed, and he is in danger, which is also the reason why Lin Hong came back.

"Qin Xiaoyou, I hope you can take care of my father's illness. Lin Hong arched his hand, his face was sincere, and a trace of sadness flashed on his face.

"Sect Master Lin's words are serious, the heart of the doctor's parents, besides, some misunderstandings between me and your sect have been completely resolved, so I will naturally help each other, but I also hope that Sect Master Lin will not be too optimistic. Qin Mu said solemnly, and did not forget to remind him to prepare for the worst.

Lin Hong hurriedly spoke: "This matter can only be done to the best of the best, obey the destiny of heaven, Qin Xiaoyou should not have too much pressure, just do your best." ”

Qin Mu laughed when he heard this, and the atmosphere in the chariot was a lot more relaxed, and the two began to slowly open up the topic, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they all had a feeling of hating each other.

"Little Brother Qin, do you know that those people in your generation can be called saints?" Lin Hong took a sip of tea and smiled, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know what Brother Lin means by the qualifications of a saint?" Qin Mu asked in confusion and with a little puzzlement.

"With a common mind, swallowing thousands of miles, the supreme is invincible, commanding the world, and a generation can be called a saint. Lin Hong got up, and his faint eyes seemed to see the world outside the chariot, which meant to point out the country.

Qin Mu hesitated for a while and said, "Bai Wushuang is known as the leader of a generation, and everywhere he goes, can he be called a saint?"

Lin Hong shook his head, but did not speak.

"Yan Tianzi is known as invincible, and he has never worshiped thousands of miles, can he be called a saint?"

"The Bibo Fairy is known as the daughter of the gods, and she is famous all over the world, and countless strong people are willing to be ministers under the skirt, can she be called a saint?"

"The Southern Regions Fire Clan's fire dominance, a generation of fire control techniques, thousands of miles of red land everywhere he goes, killing no one in the world dares to speak out, can it be called a saint's talent?"

"The sea of the three thousand islands overseas is invincible, and it is rumored that it has been inherited by the sea god, and it is invincible vertically and horizontally, and the trident is thousands of miles away. Yi Yuan, an emperor-level wealthy family, is eighth on the Dragon Chase List, these are all the top talents in the world, can't they be?"

Qin Mu was a little deflated, everyone he talked about was denied by Lin Hong, and he couldn't help asking: "Then according to what Brother Lin said, there are still a few people in the world who can enjoy such titles." ”

Lin Hong chuckled, and the light in his eyes became even more intense, "The Bai Wushuang you said is strong enough, but the killing is not decisive enough, he can be called a leader, but it is still much worse." ”

"Yan Tianzi is a yin person, it is the difference between heaven and earth, the blue wave fairy relies on the name of the glamorous to ignore it, the fire tyrant is not benevolent enough, the sea is invincible and cautious, and the lack of enterprising heart naturally can't, as for Yi Yuan, it can be regarded as a heavenly asset, it can be regarded as a candidate. ”

I saw Lin Hong talking eloquently, talking about the people Qin Mu said, and he was a little dissatisfied with his words, as if there was another candidate in his heart.

"So according to what Brother Lin said, how many people in the world can call it that?" Qin Mu asked, his eyes flickering.

Hearing this, Lin Hong said with a hint of shame on his face: "Brother, my strength is low, I can only walk in the Eastern Regions, and the entire Divine Desolate Realm, and even the rest of the four desolate people, have no way of knowing, but the entire Eastern Regions is only five fingers." ”

"The Holy Son of the Sun and Moon Holy Land, Yang Fan, is supreme and invincible, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the same generation, and now he has surpassed the Tibetan Sea Realm, so it can be called so. ”

"Tianying, the son of the head of the Tianluo Sect, once killed the thirteen murderers of the Eastern Regions and shocked one side, so it can also be called so. ”

"The martial arts of the Martial God Palace are rumored to have been inherited by the fierce warriors of the previous generation, and they can also be called like this. Zhuge Ming of the God of War Temple can also be called a saint's asset. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Hong suddenly paused, and then spoke: "I once saw the Holy Maiden of the Tianyao Holy Land, but it was only a glimpse, but I already felt that this person had a great opportunity, and if time was added, maybe he could also achieve the position of a saint." ”

"If this person doesn't count, Brother Lin, there is one less person in the number of five fingers you said. Qin Mu opened his mouth and said with a slight doubt.

Lin Hong laughed when he heard this: "The last person I said is naturally you, Little Brother Qin!"