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Different from the last time he went to visit Xuanmo at the vortex of the Galaxy, this time, Wang Lu was ready to go to war.
The last time they met, Wang Lu and Xuan Mo had a very happy conversation. It was because they both grasped the proportion of the conversation and did not cross the boundary, so the atmosphere was harmonious. At the same time, Wang Lu went suddenly, and no one was notified before that, so #仙方 was also caught off guard.
But not long after, in a war of transforming gods, the Earth Immortal lost two of them, losing 1,500 points miserably. And Xuan Mo, as a player, had no way to explain the conversation with Wang Lu.
According to the normal way of thinking, it is absolutely impossible for the Earth Immortal camp to allow Wang Lu to talk to Xuan Mo in such a grand manner.
But Wang Lu had too many questions that had to be confirmed by Xuan Mo, so the second meeting was imperative. And Wang Wu, the bodyguard, should also be duty-bound.
It is not that there are no masters in the Ten Thousand Immortals League who can serve as bodyguards, and the red-robed patriarch is one of the strengths that can be borrowed. However, following the formal procedure to apply, it will take at least half a month to use a true king-level master. Therefore, Wang Lu had to settle for the second best. He couldn't afford to invite a true monarch, but he could just make do with the No. 1 Golden Elixir in Kyushu.
In Wang Lu's mind, even if the strength of the No. 1 Golden Core in Kyushu was not as good as that of the True Monarch, the difference would not be too much, because what she inherited was her own inheritance. If it were me, after experiencing the cataclysm in the barren land, one hundred and fifty years would be enough for him to become the top monk in the world, and even if Wang Wu was inferior to him, the gap would not be too big . Because her understanding and perseverance are really amazing, the only thing that restricts her cultivation is the spirit root. But judging the future of cultivating immortals based on the level of spiritual roots is just the old way of the predecessors. There are three thousand ways in the world, and it is not necessary to hang on a tree. If there is any way for her to get around the limitations of her spiritual root, such as the heresy she is following now, then her future is boundless. Right now, Wang Wu's strength is about the peak of transformation, but no one dares to say that this is her limit.
Wang Lu also didn't think this was her limit. He had full confidence in Wang Wu, so he brought high-quality and cheap bodyguards and sent troops directly to the tomb of the immortals.
However, what surprised him was that the journey was uneventful, no one stepped forward to stop him, and he didn't step into any sinister traps. The two met the master of the heaven and the earth, Xuanmo, the master of the heaven and the earth. It was still the elegant hall, and the lady of the earth fairy sat quietly in the hall, slightly lost in thought.
After seeing Wang Lu and the two, Xuan Mo nodded, showing a forced smile, and ignored them. Wang Lu felt strange. Since he recovered from schizophrenia, Xuan Mo has always been knowledgeable and reasonable. Now that a distinguished guest is coming, why doesn't she even bring a few cups of tea
It wasn't until Wang Lu spread out the futon in front of her and sat down, ready to ask questions, that Xuan Mo woke up like a dream, and said in surprise, "Are you here?"
Wang Lu said convincingly: "You have reached the fairyland with your supernatural power."
Xuan Mo smiled apologetically: "I'm a little distracted." Then he got up and prepared to serve tea to the guests, but his body was unsteady and he staggered, a blush slowly appeared on his cheeks, crystal beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were blurred.
Wang Lu turned pale with shock when he saw it, and quickly asked Wang Wu, "I'd like to consult a professional. Does she look like she's enjoying some kind of forbidden pleasure?"
Wang Wu also deeply agrees: "I never thought that the ancient Earth Immortal would be so forthright, and she would treat her as a leisurely publicity during the day. I think you might as well seize the opportunity to have an in-depth exchange with her, which will help promote the cooperation between the two of us."
"I think this kind of precious opportunity is still reserved for professionals. Your consonance will definitely make her enjoy a different kind of pleasure."
"Consonance is a thing of the past, now I'm developing new skills..."
"You draw fees from the public account and say that you want to open a secret weapon, is this the thing to develop?"
The two were talking in secret, when they suddenly saw Xuan Mo's footsteps staggering, as if he couldn't suppress it, a cloud of mist rose from the ground, and in an instant, the aroma of wine overflowed in the vast hall.
Wang Lu was dumbfounded: "Did you drink too much just now?"
As he said that, his eyes turned to the futon that Xuan Mo was sitting on just now, and he saw the mysterious texture on the futon, and Bing Xin's calm formation was implied in the exquisite decoration, and only then did he understand that Xuan Mo was sitting on the futon just now to clear the air. God sober... I don't know how much fairy wine she drank, but with #xianxiu, she couldn't suppress the drunkenness by herself, and had to rely on the assistance of foreign objects.
But now Xuan Mo left the futon in order to get up to welcome the guests, and suddenly he was drunk, his mind was in a state of confusion, his figure was even more in a trance, but there was a lazy smile on his face: "Oh, why is my house turned around?"
While speaking, Xuan Mo lightly swung his waist, stretched his sleeves on the spot and turned around, dancing lightly, humming a light tune. It's just that the dance of the earth fairy is not easy? As soon as the plain hand was lifted, the hall was filled with wind and clouds, and the yin and yang qi were rolled by the hands to form a hurricane. The ancient furniture and utensils in the hall were blown by the strong wind, spinning and torn into pieces. Even this impregnable palace itself trembled slightly.
The Earth Immortal cultivator has reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, and every movement of his hands and feet has great power. The hurricane in this temple is enough to blow away the Yuanshen of a Nascent Soul cultivator in an instant, and use it in front of two Golden Core cultivators. Almost murderous.
Fortunately, the golden elixir is not an ordinary elixir. As soon as Wang Wu raised his hand, he propped up a golden shield to protect the two of them, despite the outside wind and rain. After a while, the hurricane dissipated, and Xuan Mo also lost some of his drunkenness. Seeing the mess in the hall, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's really ugly."
Wang Lu nodded in agreement: "It's really ugly."
Xuan Mo was taken aback: "Why are you here?"
After a while, Xuan Mo said very apologetically: "I was really confused just now... forgive me."
"It's okay, and looking at your performance, I have confirmed a lot of conjectures, which are of great significance."
Xuan Mo was so drunk that he was so drunk that he lost his mind, this matter itself is very meaningful. Theoretically, she is not the kind of indulgent monk, and her words and deeds have laws. Even if such a person drinks alcohol, he will drink it lightly, and seldom get drunk. Unless you encounter special circumstances.
For example, the God Transformation level team battle not long ago.
Wang Lu got straight to the point: "Are you guys fighting among themselves?"
Xuan Mo smiled wryly: "Yes."
The internal strife in the team should not be casually disclosed to outsiders, but after that bad team battle, the internal strife can be known to anyone who is interested in it, and it is impossible to hide it from others, so Xuan Mo did not hide it.
Wang Lu smiled and said, "Are you guys being squeezed out?"
The few people who participated in the Huashen team battle actually had one thing in common: they were all losers in the competition of immortals.
Xuanmo lost to Hetu in the opening match, Suanxian was defeated by Tianlun Zhenjun, although Xueroutu narrowly beat Zhu Shiyao, he was defeated by Zhou Ming in the Nascent Soul battle, not to mention Qianhuan Boy, who was defeated Wang Wu played around like crazy, and as for Bai Ze... he even lost his position as the deputy of the faction, which seemed to be a disgrace to the immortal.
These people are not weak in strength, but their experience is really unbearable. It is really unlucky to make these five people into a team.
"However, crowding out is crowding out, it's too much to squeeze out people's lives—don't look at me, we don't want to kill people here, who would have thought that your people can't help beating so much, dignified immortals die faster than rabbits .You are the person involved. Is it possible to say that no one of your own is involved? I thought you should be brothers who share life and death. How come the immortals have turned against each other so quickly after only half a year?"
Xuan Mo stared blankly at Wang Lu, and was silent for a long time, unable to speak, obviously unwilling to say more.
Wang Lu was also patient, Xuan Mo didn't speak, he wandered around in the hall, rummaging through the ruins caused by the drunken hurricane just now - he actually found a few books of exercises that Xuan Mo read every day. The products produced by Earth Immortal are naturally high-quality products, Wang Lu watched them with great interest, and copied a few copies by the way, intending to go back and resell them.
Wang Wu was more straightforward. When he saw any valuables in the ruins, he put them in the mustard bag without being polite.
Xuan Mo was stunned for a while, seeing that these two people are really good at turning against customers, he shook his head helplessly: "The situation is very bad."
So Wang Lu stopped writing and asked, "Specifically, what is the source of the internal strife?" After a pause, he continued, "In the final analysis, we are not enemies. In the face of the threat of fallen immortals, we should cooperate more. We want to win, of course, but we never want to win this game and lose the teammates who should be united."
Xuan Mo sighed in his heart when he heard the words, let go of some hesitation, and said, "The dragons have no leader."
"The dragons have no leader? You said this, but it won't develop to the point of killing each other, right?"
Xuan Mo said: "I didn't expect things to be so serious... But in fact, when the team was first formed, in order to unite all forces, the composition of the Earth Immortals was a bit more complicated. As you can see, even the Demon Race Among them, even the Slaughtering Heavenly Demon. However, when the boss was here, these problems were not shown. In order to show the sincerity of the alliance, Bai Ze even took the initiative to abandon the human form—he is the only one who has not been contaminated with much murder, but An earth fairy who has fallen into a demon."
Wang Lu was slightly surprised: "Unexpectedly, he still has some merits."
"Bai Ze was always competent when he was the deputy. It was only after the boss left that he became at a loss. The rest of us are the same. When the boss left, most of his most loyal and reliable partners also left with him. The rest We are indeed a mess, if no one restrains us, conflicts will inevitably accumulate. So we built the Tomb of the Immortals in accordance with our last wish, and pinned our hopes on the people who come later... Now that I think about it, this awakening was really a mistake."
Hearing this, Wang Lu roughly understood the problem of the Earth Immortal camp.
As Xuan Mo said, in the absence of a strong leader, internal strife in the organization of the Earth Immortals is almost inevitable. If there is no such competition among the immortals, they probably would have started killing each other long ago. How can those who practice awe-inspiring righteousness live in harmony with the Slaughtering Heavenly Demon
Heavenly demons make a living by killing, and they want to kill for no reason, so should righteous monks stop them? Will there be hatred after blocking it? Do you want revenge after you have hatred? In the absence of strong figures to guide and resolve these contradictions, this team is of course unstable.
At this time, the Immortals Competition organized by the Ten Thousand Immortals League gave them an opportunity to unite... In the early stage of the competition, the unstoppable situation of the Earth Immortals also suppressed the outbreak of conflicts to some extent.
Until Wang Lu began to lead the counterattack and turned the situation around, the conflict broke out again.
And the result of this eruption was the battle of transforming gods.
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