"waste!"
"It's really weak!"
"Hey, that's it... are you still full of confidence to worship the Longevity Heaven?"
"Where does his confidence come from?"
The Changshengtian disciples in the square finally breathed a sigh of relief, although they also felt that it was a bit strange for the junior brother to win.
But no matter what, their people won after all!
They were finally able to mercilessly laugh at this secular boy to their heart's content.
To Chu Mo, those noisy voices were like a swarm of flies buzzing in his ears constantly!
The injury he suffered before did not fully heal, although the Demon Lord gave him some primordial medicine, which made him recover more than half of his injury.
But in the end there is still some impact.
This time, the little boy seemed innocent and kept saying that he was weak, but in fact, he was extremely sinister!
His overall strength has already entered the Yuanguan realm of the third floor.
And there is a world of difference between entering Yuanguan and not entering Yuanguan!
This palm hits hard!
Even worse than the injuries caused by all the previous tortures that the devil had caused Chu Mo!
The devil only wanted to frighten Chu Mo through torture, make him subdue, and beg for mercy, but he didn't really want to kill him.
But this little boy, at the age of seven or eight years old, is ruthless and ruthless. How can he learn from each other with this palm
Clearly wanted Chu Mo's life!
At this time, the Demon Lord didn't continue to watch the excitement, he came over, helped Chu Mo up, and put one hand on Chu Mo's rib without any trace, and injected some vitality into Chu Mo's body, Protected Chu Mo's heart.
Otherwise, Chu Mo's life will be in danger.
The Seventh Elder and others on the steps did not feel the Demon Lord's hand at all.
But Chu Mo... really felt it.
Thinking of his praise and affirmation of Changshengtian before; thinking of the excitement and longing for entering Changshengtian; thinking of his expectation of how he would live in Changshengtian in the future...
It feels like a world away!
Shame on me!
Angry!
Couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again.
But then, he raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the little boy, and said seriously: "Little brother is really powerful, I am not your opponent!"
The little boy's face suddenly changed, becoming extremely cold.
Spit on the ground: "Hey, who is your little brother? You don't take a pee to take care of yourself, are you worthy of being compared with me? I am a personal disciple of the Immortal Eternal Elder..."
Before the little boy could finish speaking, the Seventh Elder on the steps darkened and coughed lightly.
The little boy immediately shut up, but a disdainful smile appeared on his cold and mean face, and he looked at Chu Mo: "Trash!"
After finishing speaking, he took a cold look at Chu Mo, turned around and left.
Chu Mo broke away from the Demon King's support, and clasped his fists at the Seventh Elder and others above the steps: "The Seventh Elder Gao Yi!"
"The Seventh Elder is upright!"
"The Seventh Elder is selfless in his heart!"
"I really admire it!"
"Longevity Heaven is really the biggest faction in the world. Any child who is seven or eight years old and claims to be the weakest is so powerful!"
"The junior is not an opponent, if you lose, you will be convinced!"
After finishing speaking, Chu Mo spat out the third mouthful of blood, shook his body, but stood firm, turned around, and walked step by step in the direction of the Changsheng Tianshan Gate.
"Little bastard, how dare you speak sarcasticly..." The young man in his twenties beside the Seventh Elder was furious and wanted to rush down.
But the Seventh Elder stopped him shaking his head, and said in a deep voice: "Let him go... Anyway, I have an old relationship with his grandfather!"
"He's still just a child, I won't care about him like that!"
"This... just treat it as my own selfishness."
"Please don't blame everyone!"
The Seventh Elder said, clasping his fists at all the young disciples of Changshengtian in the square.
"What are you talking about, Master? It's obvious that you have a kind heart and don't have the same knowledge as that little beast!" The young man next to the Seventh Elder said loudly.
"Yes, yes, the Seventh Elder Zhai has a kind heart. If it were us, we would definitely make him look good!"
"That's right, what dares to mock Changshengtian, I'm really tired of working!"
"Even our youngest junior brother can't beat him. He's really weak. If he dares to speak rudely, he should be taught a lesson!"
"The Seventh Elder has a lot of people. If you don't have the same knowledge as him, he is desperate. It's really embarrassing."
Some people, including those around the Seventh Elder, also began to echo their words.
But that Deacon Zhang looked a little serious, even a little stiff, and didn't say another word.
He wanted to please the Seventh Elder, but he still had principles and limits in how he behaved.
The Seventh Elder's little tricks in private could have been hidden from those young disciples in the square, how could he have been hidden from him
It's just a competition between children, let alone having an old relationship with his grandfather.
Deacon Zhang even guessed in his heart that the so-called oldness of the Seventh Elder should be because he owes him a lot of favors!
Otherwise, in the entire Changshengtian, which elder would easily give his token to others
Let alone a secular person!
With this kind of relationship, as for favoring his own disciples like this
If it weren't for that young man's foundation, that palm just now would have killed him!
Deacon Zhang thinks that the Seventh Elder has gone too far.
This is not some evil faction, you can do whatever you want.
This is Longevity Day!
It is the most famous and decent family in the world!
It is a land of gods that everyone admires!
How can you do this
However, Deacon Zhang didn't say anything. Faced with this kind of thing, what can he say
What dare to say
Even if he said it, no one would believe it!
On the contrary, his own fate will be extremely miserable!
Therefore, at this time, pretending to be deaf and dumb is the best choice.
Facing the lonely back of the young man, stared at by countless people with contempt, but still did not look down, but the stubborn head raised... Deacon Zhang could only say sorry silently in his heart.
"I'm sorry kid, I can only say that you have come to a place you shouldn't come to, and met people you shouldn't have met!"
At this moment, all eyes were on the thin young man who was staggering through the crowd and walked out of the huge square.
At some point, the ridicule and sarcasm on the faces of the Changshengtian disciples in the square gradually subsided.
Some disciples couldn't help showing some sympathy on their faces.
Even some Changshengtian disciples who stood in front of Chu Mo automatically made way for him.
Because they all understand in their hearts that this is not a fair contest in itself.
Don't look at the age difference between the two parties by five or six years, but who is that little boy
Claiming to be the weakest immortal
Shit!
That is the most beloved personal disciple of the Seventh Elder!
Not to mention Chu Mo, even most of them, who are 13 or 14 years old, may not be the opponent of that little boy!
And Chu Mo is just an ordinary boy from the secular world with blocked meridians.
It's amazing to be able to persist for such a long time, and even have a slight upper hand a few times.
Although it was defeated in the end.
But many people deeply admire him!
How could a secular boy be the opponent of Fan Lizi, who grew up in Changshengtian, was carefully trained by the Seventh Elder, and cultivated with various top-level primordial medicines, who is known as the "Little Tianjiao of Changshengtian"
Fan Lizi is also the thirteenth disciple in Changshengtian's history who broke through the Yuanguan realm before he was eight years old.
It is also the holder of the Changsheng Tianyuanguan record in the past five hundred years!
The Seventh Elder asked Fan Lizi to fight Chu Mo, not to compete, but to want Chu Mo's life!
Chu Mo didn't die, so it was his fate!
It's just that no one dared to say it.
Seeing that figure, staggering footsteps, walking farther and farther in the square, the eyes of the Seventh Elder on the steps flickered, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.
Deacon Zhang at the side suddenly murmured: "He seems to have a good heart, but unfortunately he is a waste."
The Seventh Elder beside him raised his eyebrows.
Deacon Zhang smiled again: "Fortunately, he is a waste!"
"Yeah, it's just a waste!"
The Seventh Elder raised his mouth slightly, showing a cold smile, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
Here, Chu Mo and the two walked down the mountain, and the two disciples guarding the mountain gate were still there. Seeing them coming down, they were all slightly startled.
Especially Chu Mo's appearance at the moment made them even more puzzled.
Isn't he carrying the token of the Seventh Elder? The Seventh Elder even personally received him, how could it be like this
But Chu Mo naturally wouldn't explain it to them, let alone the Demon Lord.
After crossing the two bewildered disciples guarding the mountain gate, they left the towering and majestic Changsheng Tianshan Gate.
Chu Mo stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked up at the Longevity Tianshan Gate that he had praised when he just came in.
There was a self-deprecating smile on his face, and then he paused word by word, and said slowly: "Mount of Immortality, Peak of Gushen, Longevity..."
"One day, I will come here again!"
"I smashed this rotten mountain gate with my own hands!"
"Hey... how do you talk?" At this moment, the two disciples guarding the mountain gate finally realized that something was wrong.
The plain-looking outer disciple who flattered Chu Mo before glared at Chu Mo, "Under the Gushen Peak, do you dare to say such treasonous words? Are you tired of working?"
At this moment, Mojun raised his head, and glanced at the plain-looking outer disciple.
This glance seemed very ordinary, but it made the outer disciple's body tremble violently, and he even forgot what he wanted to say.
Another outer disciple was also silent.
At that moment just now, the killing intent emanating from the man in black was really terrifying!
It was as if there was a huge mountain that weighed on their hearts instantly, almost suffocating them to death!
Therefore, when the Seventh Elder sent someone to ask the two of them if they had done anything unusual when they went down the mountain.
The two outer disciples said in unison that they didn't do anything, the boy couldn't even walk steadily, and ran away like a bereaved dog.
As for the Demon Lord, neither of them even said a word!
After hearing this, the Seventh Elder just raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Here, Chu Mo and Mojun quickly moved away from the mountain gate of Changshengtian.
Finding a quiet place, the two stopped. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the demon king lit a bonfire.
Then he took out a few primordial medicines and asked Chu Mo to take them, and then casually tapped a few acupuncture points on Chu Mo's body.
"That little thing paralyzed you with words from the very beginning, but you failed to accurately capture the murderous intent behind his innocence."
"You obviously had several chances to easily defeat or even seriously injure that little thing, but you didn't, the kindness of a woman!"
"As long as it is a battle, no matter who the opponent is, you must go all out!"
"who do you think You Are?"
"A hero of benevolence and righteousness?"
"Is it really a sparring?"
"Growing benevolence in battle and being merciful is the greatest irresponsibility towards oneself!"
"What's more, you don't have the qualifications to sympathize with your opponent!"
"Because he is stronger than you!"
"So, the loss you suffered this time is entirely your own fault!"
The Demon Lord had no expression on his face, and lightly taught Chu Mo a lesson.
As for the matter that the Seventh Elder made a secret move, the Demon Lord didn't mention it at all.
Chu Mo, on the other hand, didn't say a word, nor did he mention the abnormality of the little boy's last blow, because no matter what, he was defeated!
Failure is failure, and he doesn't want to find any reason for his failure.
Chu Mo hugged his knees with his hands, staring at the burning bonfire, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.