For a moment, Mo Wudao felt as if he had swallowed a fly alive. Finally, his handsome and gentle face couldn't help but twitched a little, and he forced a smile, "Master Jun is really serious about our Three Holy Lands. It is very important... "
"Where... the three holy places are admired by the world, highly respected, and expected by all. I know this better. It can be said that every day is revered to death..." Jun Moxie sighed.
There was an uncontrollable low laugh immediately in the hall.
Jun Moxie's phrase "worship to die or live" is really remarkable and meaningful...
Indeed, under the pressure of the three holy places, this evil monarch has really been a bit of a "dead or alive" during this period of time, but today, things have changed, and it seems that the real "dead or alive" people are not necessarily It's just here at the Evil Monarch's Mansion...
"Mostly in the Jianghu, if you start a sect, you always have to show off your powerful force. This is also the difference between the Jianghu and the world." Mo Wudao smiled kindly, as if it was entirely for Jun Moxie's sake: "You must know that in the Jianghu Among them, force is still the priority, and the big fist is the big reason. Even if it is a subtle conspiracy, or a mouth that is eloquent, even if it can gain the upper hand for a while, it will not be the right way, and it will still be inferior to the steel knife. What does the Palace Master Fengrui think of this sect's words?"
If he loses in words, he will never suffer a loss if he has to use force to get Mo Wudao back. Although he didn't look around, Mo Wudao knew exactly what the group of heroes around him were thinking in their hearts.
No matter what you think now, as long as you prove that the Xiejun Mansion is vulnerable in terms of force, even if your words fail, everyone will know how to choose.
"Sovereign Master's words are naturally very reasonable. Sect Master Mo's words are really thought-provoking and deafening. I am ashamed to look up at the mountains." Jun Moxie smiled kindly: "Speaking of the military power of the government, it is indeed a little weak... Ashamed, ashamed."
Everyone in the room pouted wildly
Sending out 300 saints and emperors as a support to welcome guests, is this called weak? How strong do you want to be? These people, just take out one person at random, and they don't need to do anything. They just need to move their mouths and show off their aura, and they can dominate the horrors of one side. His strength can be said to be well known to everyone, and he is a veritable leader in the world."
Mo Wudao smiled, and his eyes gradually became more and more serious: "It's just that the suzerain doesn't know what the purpose of the monarch's establishment of the mansion is, and what is the goal for himself?"
Here comes the real drama
Everyone's eyes widened, their spines straightened, and they listened to Jun Moxie's reply quietly. In everyone's minds, it is still far behind. After all, the Holy Land is deeply rooted, with 10,000 years of precipitation...
The future development of the Xiejun Mansion depends on Jun Moxie's words, and the Three Great Sacred Lands will also adjust how to get along with each other in the future based on Jun Moxie's answer.
"Haha, Sect Master Mo's words seem a bit redundant." Jun Moxie chuckled, and said firmly: "I, Jun Moxie, have always adhered to one purpose. No matter what you do, unless you don't do it, you have to do it. Do your best, do your best, do your best”
The answer is like a thunderbolt suddenly struck
Everyone is a little confused at this moment...
After a long time, the entire hall, the entire world, seems to be still echoing Jun Moxie's words "do your best, do your best, do your best, do your best"
These three sentences, uttered under the current circumstances, are tantamount to declaring war on the Three Holy Lands: "My purpose is - I want to overwhelm you, I want to defeat you, and I want to ride on your heads because now you are all of us. The pinnacle of recognition, the pinnacle of fact in front of you is crazy...
Everyone had the same thought in their hearts.
This is the only evil monarch who knows that at this moment, he only hears his voice but sees no one, won't his head be kicked by a donkey...
On the day of the opening of the mansion, he made such a strong and decisive declaration without leaving himself the slightest retreat. He was talking about Jun Moxie's slippery mouth, but he said again: "However, this road to the top has always been difficult, and if you are a little careless, you will be ruined. Those of us who used to be on the road are The most experienced."
Mo Wudao's words seem to have the meaning of supporting the younger generation, but in essence, they are intended to explain that although the Xiejun Mansion is famous all over the world and is in full swing, it is actually a new force that has just started, and it may not be able to advance much on this thorny road. However, the Three Great Sacred Lands he represents are already at the end of this hurdle, far superior to the Jun family's lineage. I admire him so much, I look up at the mountain..." Jun Moxie seemed to be quite emotional and said: "In the end, Mo Xie has always started from scratch, with bare hands and a weak foundation. If he can be like Sect Master Mo, he will have thousands of years of precipitation as soon as he takes office. You don’t have to worry about anything, the starting point is the peak, how nice it would be…”
On the surface, Jun Moxie greatly praised the founding seniors of the Three Great Sacred Lands, but in his heart, he was satirizing the people in the Three Great Sacred Lands today who are arrogant and rest on their laurels. Your seniors have truly walked this rough road The pioneers, what does it have to do with those of you who sit back and enjoy what you get, and you are so embarrassed to say something that you have experience, it is really shameless. When these words come out, even with Mo Wudao's deepness, his face changes color greatly, but Jun Moxie Just now he was talking good things about the seniors of the Three Great Sacred Lands, Mo Wudao could not refute anyway, once he refuted, he would bear the infamy of forgetting the classics, and had to suffer the loss of being dumb.
However, Jun Moxie was still unwilling to let it go, and still said "enviously" there: "I heard that Sect Master Mo has made great efforts to develop since he took office, so that the Recluse Immortal Palace can always be maintained among the three holy places, and its reputation has not declined at all. Um, although there is no rise, it just proves that Mo Zongzhu is a rare talent. People often say that it is difficult to start a business, and it is even more difficult to keep a business. I don’t know whether the government can produce talents like the suzerain …”
Jun Moxie's words, which seemed to be compliments but were actually derogatory, were extremely yin and yang, which directly damaged Mo Wudao to the point of utter disfigurement.
Even though Mo Wudao was calm, he finally couldn't hold it anymore at this moment, and said coldly: "If you want to become a power at the peak level, you must have the strength at the peak level, and the three holy places I wait for are the peak levels recognized by the world today. Originally, the power of the Xiejun Mansion is so powerful that it cannot be questioned, but as the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing is not as good as it is, let us discuss with each other, let the heroes of the world here witness the strong strength of the Xiejun Mansion, this time Let’s take it as a congratulatory gift from us and the other three places to the Lord of the Palace, how about it?”
"Sovereign Mo's congratulatory gift, Jun is really ashamed to accept it." Jun Moxie laughed and said: "However, the subordinates under training are all rough men with weak foundations, not as good as your masters. It is profound and can be retracted freely, and it is inevitable that there will be no sense of proportion in the shot, if there are casualties accidentally... that will greatly hurt the friendship."
Mo Wudao's face finally sank: "Master Jun is really sure..."
"It may not be possible to talk about certainty." Jun Moxie said lightly: "It's just a happy event to open a house and establish a sect, but on the first day of the house, if there is no blood adornment, it is not very auspicious... Since Sect Master Mo has such a good mood, Let them compare and experience the peerless demeanor of the Three Great Sacred Lands. It's also good. In the same sentence, the people under this seat are all rough and thick men, with rough skin and thick flesh, so they are not afraid of being punched a few times. "
Everyone couldn't laugh or cry for a while.
For all such important ceremonies, whether it is the opening of the mansion or a birthday banquet, the most taboo thing is that once the blood appears, it is regarded as an ominous omen, but this evil monarch is good. To say something like 'It's bad luck if you don't see blood...' This is such a fallacy...
At this moment, a man in white took the lead in standing up slowly, looking at his nose, nose, and heart, his body slowly exuded a sense of arrogance, and said indifferently: "The Sanji Saint Emperor, Duan Chongfeng, who belongs to the Recluse Immortal Palace, waiting to teach."
"Three Extreme Holy Emperor..." Jun Moxie smiled lightly, and said: "Eagle, the congratulatory gifts from the honored guests of the Holy Land have arrived, let you take care of this matter, we must serve our guests well, absolutely not Let people say that we lack etiquette."
Ying Bokong who was in the hall laughed, and said: "Don't worry, Palace Master, I will definitely arrange the reception."
Jun Moxie actually handed over the challenge of the Reclusive Immortal Palace to his subordinates to arrange...
The meaning of this is self-evident.
In the eyes of this evil monarch, no matter which one of the three holy lands, it is no longer worthy of his old man's personal action, and he is not even qualified to "arrange" himself.
Duan Chongfeng, the three-pole sage emperor who had just stood up to challenge, although his face remained calm, a sharp sternness flashed in his eyes involuntarily.
After a while, when the Evil Monarch's Mansion goes into battle, I must use thunderous momentum to take down the person who goes into battle in one fell swoop, don't you despise me? Then I will teach you the cruelest lesson.
"The other party is the Holy Emperor of the Three Extremes, this seems to be a bit embarrassing..." Ying Bokong frowned, thinking hard, and suddenly realized, he raised his voice and shouted: "Can Tian belongs, come in a few captains."
Following his words, more than a dozen members of Can Tian Soul Eater, who were originally welcoming guests at the door, came in like a file.
"Hehe... sorry..." Ying Bokong said guiltily: "I have been thinking about what level this man should belong to, so as not to bully him during the current discussion. After all, he is a guest from afar. Not good, but it would be even worse if someone used the strong to bully the weak. Only now did I finally realize that this brother Duan's cultivation should be roughly at the same level as the captain of our guarding team in the Evil Monarch's Mansion. So it took some time, everyone, don't blame it, don't blame it, this person is old and his memory is not very good."
Seeing this guy who kept bowing and apologizing, everyone was completely speechless.
The three extreme holy emperors of the Reclusive Immortal Palace are only equivalent to the captain of the guarding team of the Evil Monarch's Mansion? What kind of metaphor is this his grandma...