During the following period, Lin Mo had an in-depth discussion with the three integrated practitioners and gained insights into the methods of cultivation and the laws of the exercises.
They communicated for half a day, and after gaining a lot, they said goodbye and left with satisfaction.
The Holy Emperor Tianyuan stood at the edge of the beast cart. After witnessing Lin Mo transforming into a ray of green light and disappearing into the distant sky, he called out commandingly.
The convoy that had been stagnant in the air immediately started moving forward again.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, Master Tianchan, what do you two think of this Daoist Lin Mo?"
The Holy Emperor Tianyuan had just sat down on the main seat when he asked a question that seemed to have no clue.
"He's very young!"
"His performance was outstanding!"
The skinny old man and the monk looked at each other, and then answered in unison with serious faces.
"Haha, Huang Daoyou's dry eye technique can reveal a person's true age."
"He is very young, which is easy to understand. As for his performance being excellent, then you have to ask the master to elaborate on your point of view."
"Master Tianchan's energy-seeking technique is enough to rank among the top three in our human race. I believe your evaluation will not disappoint me."
Tianyuan Holy Emperor said with a smile.
"Although this Taoist friend hides his aura very skillfully, the poor monk's aura technique does not determine the level of cultivation through spiritual perception."
"According to the poor monk's observation, this fellow Taoist is indeed in the early stage of integration, but the depth of the magic power contained in his body far exceeds that of ordinary monks in the early stage of integration."
"If we make an accurate comparison, then his strength should be nearly twice as powerful as the average early-stage integration monk."
"In other words, even though this fellow Daoist Lin is only in the early stage of integration, his powerful magic power is already comparable to that of a mid-stage practitioner like the poor monk."
Master Tianchan pondered for a moment and spoke slowly and solemnly.
"It seems that the technique practiced by this fellow Taoist has the unique ability to increase spiritual power, otherwise his magic power would not be so profound."
"Normally, however, exercises with such characteristics tend to be deficient in other aspects."
Tianyuan Holy Emperor looked surprised and nodded slightly.
"If the Holy Emperor holds this view, he may have some misunderstandings. In addition to the extremely profound magical power, the poor monk also noticed some powerful magical auras in this fellow Taoist."
"In addition to his major skills, this fellow Taoist has mastered at least three to four amazing magical powers. The power of each magical power is probably not inferior to the 'Jade Spirit Secret Technique' of the poor monk."
The monk looked extremely serious and shook his head in denial.
"Such a thing actually happened!"
Holy Emperor Tianyuan had not yet expressed any opinions, but the skinny old man suddenly screamed.
"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, you should know that the old dead eye method can not only directly reveal the bone age of others, but also gain insight into their physical condition." Huang Dang explained with a wry smile.
"Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Lin's physical body also has something special?"
This time it was Master Tianchan's turn to ask questions.
"There's nothing special about it, it's just extremely powerful."
Huang Dang seemed to recall some past events, and his expression became quite strange.
"Extremely powerful? Could it be that his physical strength even surpasses that of the Holy Emperor?"
When the monk heard this, he chuckled softly.
"Even if it cannot be compared with the Holy Emperor, I think his physical strength will not be too far apart."
The old man's facial muscles twitched, and then he said something that shocked the monk.
"Is there really such a thing?"
Tianyuan Holy Emperor's eyes flickered uncertainly, also showing a look of surprise.
"Absolutely impossible! Fellow Daoist Huang, are you kidding? Although the Holy Emperor mainly practices Confucian techniques now, he was once a top body refiner."
"Coupled with the long years of deliberate tempering, his physical strength is probably no less than that of those demon king-level beings."
"Even if Fellow Daoist Lin has achieved some achievements in the way of body refining, how can he be comparable to the Holy Emperor?" Master Tianchan shook his head repeatedly in doubt.
"Even if I occasionally make mistakes with my Withered Eyes technique, this person's physical strength is undoubtedly the second strongest person I have ever seen in my life, other than His Majesty the Holy Emperor."
The skinny old man hesitated for a moment and then said firmly.
"But this is really unbelievable..."
The monk named Master Tianchan couldn't help but raise questions.
"Master Tianchan, there is no need to worry too much. Please believe that Huang Daoyou's Dry Eyes method has never gone wrong."
"Huang Daoyou's mana depth is far from comparable at the same level, and he possesses many great magical powers. His physical strength is not even lower than that of an ordinary demon king, and he is still young."
"If he can survive the next baptism of demonic disaster, I am afraid that his achievements in the future may not be weaker than our faith. As the representative of Yuan Sheng Emperor, Yuan Sheng Emperor waved his hand to stop the monk's questioning, and then his eyes slightly
He narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
After listening to the words of the skinny old man, the skinny old man and the monk looked at each other, and then their faces showed a look of enlightenment.
At the same time, the escaping light formed by Lin Mo had quickly moved away from thousands of miles away, and its target was the extremely green mountain range ahead.
This mountain range is like nine huge swords reaching into the sky. It is the Nine Immortals Mountain where the grand Wanbao Conference will be held.
However, before the official start of the conference, a thousand miles from the edge of the mountain range inward had been designated as a restricted area.
Except for those "big shots" with special identities, whether they are humans, demons or beasts, anyone who breaks into this place without permission will face severe punishment, including being expelled and even being mercilessly slaughtered.
Therefore, most of the heroes from all walks of life who have come here to prepare for the conference choose to stay overnight near Jiuxian Mountain or on some of the hills outside.
As a monk who only has cultivation in the Dan Formation stage, Fairy Yuehua also follows this rule.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Lin Mo left Young Master Hai and others, he specially placed tracking spiritual seals in their bodies, so he was not worried about not being able to find them.
When Lin Mo's escape light was about to reach the Jiuxian Mountains, he suddenly changed direction and flew in another direction.
About a moment after the meal, Qinghong suddenly landed on a hilltop in a hilly area.
The light dissipated, and Lin Mo appeared in a dense forest.
He raised his head and looked around, and the green color made him feel happy. Then he stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and a wave of green energy swept through him.
In an instant, the forest distorted and deformed. A moment later, with a dull roar, the forest shattered into countless flickering lights and disappeared.
The forest that originally existed was gone, replaced by a barren high cliff.
On the huge stone wall, a white stone door several feet high stands quietly.
Lin Mo remained silent, raised his left hand and fired a red beam of light, which penetrated the stone door and disappeared without a trace.
Then, he stood quietly and made no further movements.
After a moment, the stone gate emitted a dazzling light and slowly rose.
A group of people walked out from inside.
Fairy Yuehua, Albino Ji, and Hai Da Shaoqi Lingzi were among them. In addition, there was an old woman holding a dragon-headed crutch walking at the front of the team. She had silver hair and wrinkles on her face, but she was a
A monk in the stage of becoming a god.
This surprised Lin Mo!
When the old woman saw Lin Mo, her eyes flashed. After looking at her carefully, she immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply and respectfully to Lin Mo:
"Junior Tian Qingye, brought his disciples to pay homage to Senior Lin!"
Fairy Yuehua, who followed closely behind, hurriedly saluted after seeing this.
Regarding the middle-aged male cultivator and the young man who called himself Master Hai, they also greeted Lin Mo with the most solemn etiquette. However, they could not hide the confusion and shock on their faces.
"Everyone, please get up. If you want anything, let's go in and talk slowly." Lin Mo said in a calm tone.
"Follow the order. My fellow Taoist has already prepared the fragrant tea. I hope my master will not dislike it!" After the old woman agreed, she stood up cautiously and said.
Lin Mo smiled and said nothing more. He stepped forward and walked into the hall. The rest of the people followed him respectfully.
After a while, Lin Mo sat on a neat stone couch under the guidance of the old woman.
Fairy Yue Hua and others stood solemnly beside them. Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi still seemed unable to accept the fact that Lin Mo had changed from "Brother Lin" to "Senior Lin".
He kept glancing at Lin Mo quietly.
But Lin Mo turned a blind eye to the attention of these two people and just silently asked the old woman some questions.
After a brief conversation, Lin Mo already had a general understanding of the background of the old woman and her disciples.
It turns out that this old woman was born in Jinguang Sect, a medium-sized sect in Xuanwu territory, and she was also one of the two elders of the sect.
Fairy Yue Hua was her direct disciple. She was very talented and loved by the old woman.
As for Bai Guoer, she is the young woman's granddaughter and her only relative in the world, so Bai Hua and her father and daughter were able to accompany the old woman to this grand event.
However, who would have expected that when the middle-aged male cultivator tried to sell an ancestral blood ginseng in order to buy other elixirs for Ginkgo to treat cold poison, he would actually fall into the trap of the Three Evils of Nanshan.
If they hadn't happened to meet Lin Mo and the others, their father and daughter's lives would have been in danger.
Therefore, when the old woman recounted this experience, she immediately ordered Fairy Yuehua and Bai Huaji to come forward and express their gratitude to Lin Mo again. Lin Mo waved to indicate that there was no need to be so polite.
"Although this junior rarely leaves the sect, I heard that there is a senior human race in the Tianyuan Realm who has just advanced to the integration stage. His name is the same as yours. Is it Senior Lin?"
The old woman finally asked cautiously. Obviously, the illustrious reputation of the monks in the integration stage prevented her from completely believing in Lin Mo's identity.
"Haha, I didn't expect that my name would spread so quickly, and even cultivators as far away as the Xuanwu Realm would learn of my whereabouts."
Lin Mo smiled slightly, his attitude seemed ambiguous.
"It turns out that it is really Senior Lin who is here. Because those who can be personally invited by the Holy Emperor must only be seniors of the same level in the integration stage."
Hearing this, the old woman's face was filled with joy.
As an ordinary monk who only cultivated in the transformation stage, the old woman was unable to establish any form of contact with a monk in the integration stage.
Now if she can establish some connection with Lin Mo, it will undoubtedly be of extremely far-reaching benefit to both the sect she belongs to and herself.
From then on, the old woman's attitude towards Lin Mo became more humble and frightening.
However, after Lin Mo looked around, he suddenly announced a decision that surprised everyone present:
"Why is the little girl named Guo'er not here? Call her over. I want to take a closer look."
Suddenly hearing Lin Mo's words, the old woman and others looked at each other, and Fairy Yuehua tightened her heart and asked cautiously:
"Senior Lin, Guo'er has suffered from a sudden onset of cold poison since she returned to her residence. She is currently lying on the bed to rest. Master, can you please stay for a moment? I will bring Guo'er to pay homage to senior later."
"In this case, I won't wait any longer."
"Can you please take me to visit this little girl? The main reason why I came to your place this time is because of this little girl."
Lin Mo said with a smile, and then stood up.
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Fairy Yue Hua was still confused and confused, and at the same time, she felt extremely restless deep in her heart.
She really couldn't understand why this mysterious figure, who was respectfully called "Senior Lin", showed so much concern for Bai Guoer.
However, recalling the current situation in which Ginkgo is suffering from severe cold poisoning, it is difficult to imagine the worst case scenario.
In addition, the old woman kept gesturing and looking around, so the fairy gritted her teeth and responded resolutely:
"Since the seniors value Guo'er so much, the juniors are willing to serve as the guide and lead you to the back hall of the cave."
As soon as she finished speaking, she led Lin Mo and the others and quickly rushed towards the back hall of the cave.
After passing through a remote door and walking along a simple corridor, they finally arrived at a bedroom.
On a light red wooden bed in the bedroom, a girl named Bai Guoer was in a deep coma.
The girl's little face showed a painful expression, as if she was suffering great pain, and her complexion was covered with a light cyan color, and her lips also showed a slight purple color.
As soon as Lin Mo approached the wooden bed, he immediately felt a hot breath coming towards his face, which made him stunned for a moment.
However, when he looked around the bed for a week, he suddenly realized it, then shook his head slightly and said slowly:
"Using flame wood as a cold-repelling item can indeed resist the intrusion of cold air to a certain extent."
"However, the cold poison in the little girl's body has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and this ordinary inflammatory power cannot produce obvious curative effects on her."
"This junior also understands this in his heart. However, I always harbor a bit of luck, thinking that even just a little, this bed made of flame wood can at least alleviate some of the pain Guoer suffered when the cold poison attacks.
"
Fairy Yuehua explained softly at the side. She looked at the girl on the bed, her eyes filled with deep maternal love and sympathy.