Su Mu pricked up his ears and was about to listen to what Feng Jiuyou said.
Feng Jiuyou sighed and said slowly:
"I will tell you in detail after the war."
Su Mu...!
It's uncomfortable to have a breath stuck in your throat, neither going up nor coming down.
Old snake skin.
Besides reading pornographic magazines, what else can you do?
When the most exciting moment comes, won’t you say anything?
Su Mu felt another curse in his heart.
Feng Jiuyou's eyes flashed with amusement, and he asked with a smile:
"My dear grandson, are you in need of someone?"
Su Mu was stunned, and a flash of shock suddenly flashed in his eyes:
"you……!"
"I'm not kidding you anymore, three-move chess, secular world, sect, Hall of Heroes, you are on the right path. In secular world, there are Mo Zongheng in the East, Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun, they can hold up the scene when they grow up.
There is the Habsburg family in the west, and with your previous fragmented layout, this time you go to North America and win over the Morgan family. If you run it well, there will be no problems in the next hundred years."
"But this is just an ideal situation. You have to allow the other party to take action, right?"
"And the sect, do you really want to dominate the world for eternity?"
Su Mu's head turned rapidly, but Feng Jiuyou seemed to see through his heart:
"A young master from Lianjiu Mountain cannot support his position as leader of the martial arts alliance."
Su Mu jumped up in shock and almost knocked over the tea cup at hand.
He planned this matter in his mind, and absolutely no one else knew about it except him.
"Old ghost, you...!"
Looking at Feng Jiuyou with dumbfounded eyes, Su Mu was really frightened.
How did the old guy know?
Su Mu suddenly had a feeling.
Are you so easily seen through by others?
Isn't it possible to hide even a little secret?
His heart skipped a beat:
"Brother Baicai should be considered one of the few in the sect who has not taken refuge with the three major clans, right? Shouldn't there be some reward?"
Feng Jiuyou smiled:
"Of the twelve first-class sects, there are only three that stay out of the matter, including Lian Jiushan, and we have to count the Tianxing sect. The other Leng family has been unable to go out in seclusion. There is nothing wrong with you choosing that little guy from Lian Jiushan, but
, this road may not be easy."
Su Mu couldn't help but rolled his eyes again.
He found that he rolled his eyes more times today than in the previous twenty years combined.
If I continue to turn over like this, is it time to turn my belly white?
He rolled his eyes and asked cautiously with a smile on his face:
"Ancestor, please give me a trick, what should I do?"
Feng Jiuyou smiled faintly:
"It's nothing more than a carrot and a stick, applicable to both ancient and modern times."
Su Mu smiled bitterly:
"It's easy for you to say it. I don't have enough carrots, and the stick is not thick enough. I don't have enough temptation and lack of deterrence. It's all useless."
Feng Jiuyou chuckled, and then said lightly:
"Let me give you a few people. They should have been you, the orthodox royal guards. They practice the Dutian Blood Fiend Soul Leaking Technique, and they are at the pinnacle of Dzogchen."
Su Mu's back brushed against the ground, sending a shiver down his spine.
Su Mu didn't know how many techniques the Tianxing Sect had.
However, the most powerful ones are three in total.
Feng Jiuyou continued:
"Star Transformation is a supreme skill exclusively practiced by the royal family."
"Waguang, what do you practice?"
Feng Heguang bowed slightly:
"Returning to my grandfather, it is the great compassion of heaven and earth that combines yin and yang."
Feng Jiuyou hummed and said again:
"This is the secret technique of the Qinglong clan, a technique exclusively used by the leader of the Imperial Guard family. As an existence alongside the royal family, and because of their special status, the Tianxing sect can practice any technique."
The Dutian Blood Fiend Soul Leaking Technique is an extremely miraculous and terrifying technique.
If one cultivates alone, he will naturally become extremely powerful.
However, people who practice this technique are born with a magical talent similar to their own kind.
This gift is - spiritual communication.
Therefore, once two people join forces, their strength will be doubled.
It's a bonus, not just a doubling.
When three people join forces, it will increase exponentially.
And so on...!
Imagine if twelve masters who have practiced this technique join forces...!
This was originally a technique exclusively used by royal guards.
Once the emperor is in danger and they join forces, they will be unbreakable.
Once faced with the enemy, the battle formation they formed became an indestructible sword.
Twelve masters who have cultivated to the pinnacle of Dzogchen.
Su Mu instantly felt that the elder of the Blood Guild around him was not good-looking.
"Waguang is nominally one of the eight divine sons of the temple, but he is the leader of this generation of guards."
Feng Jiuyou looked at Su Mu and his expression became serious:
"The strength of these twelve guards has been sealed, and they can only remain at the innate peak Dzogchen state. Of course, this is also the limit allowed on earth. I believe their combat power is enough to ensure that the people around you will no longer be threatened.
.But they are not responsible for your safety. You only have the right to mobilize them to do things for you, do you understand?"
Su Mu was so excited that he rubbed his hands repeatedly.
If possible, he would even want to give Old Snake Skin a dance.
What he is most worried about is the lack of combat power on his hands.
There is nothing to worry about now.
For your own safety, do you need others?
It's not necessary at all.
After recasting his Dantian, the seeds of power were completely digested by him. It can be said that his cultivation has progressed by leaps and bounds.
What kind of bike do you want?
The wave is over.
Su Mu was so excited that he held Feng Heguang's hand with his backhand.
Well, it feels good to the touch, warm and powerful, but it looks a little big.
It’s just that it’s inconvenient to speak and you need to raise your head:
"Comrade Heguang, on behalf of the organization, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you. You are a good comrade."
Wind and light...!
How should I answer?
This His Highness is indeed just like the legend, he is a bit crazy.
Su Mu couldn't hide his excitement, let go of his hand and looked at Feng Jiuyou:
"Ancestor, where are the people?"
Feng Jiuyou picked up the erotic magazine at hand and flipped through it gently. His expression was comparable to that of reading Jin Ping Mei at night.
His expression was serious, but there was always a hint of vulgarity.
"Why are you so anxious? I talked about the secular world, the sect, and the Hall of Heroes. I want to hear what your plan is?"
Su Mu was stunned and couldn't help but frown tightly.
I am a person without a plan.
I can go wherever I like.
The plan can't change quickly, so it's a waste of time.
I don't want such a perverted place.
Think about it, 50 billion people, all crowded on that Ark-1, what would that look like?
The total population of the earth is only 10 billion.
Obviously, this is completely different from what Su Mu imagined.
He thought that the Hall of Valor was, at best, a tattered escape spaceship. If it was bigger, it would be able to hold millions of people, and it would be as big as the sky.
That's good, it can reach 50 billion in one go.
Seeing Su Mu's sad face, Feng Jiuyou smiled and said lightly:
"Have more children. Sooner or later, that will be your inheritance."
Su Mu looked at Feng Jiuyou and felt that there was something indescribable in the old guy's eyes.
Dongyang is my basic base.
Others, all die.
I just want to lie down.
"You want to build a Xuanhuang branch in Dongyang."