Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 342 True Monarch's Blood Instinct

After leaving the Daxiong Palace, Lin Mo went directly to Qing Yan to register for leaving the sect, and by the way got the three-piece set for leaving the sect as a Taoist.

One is an identity token.

Seeing cards is like seeing people, and he can unconditionally command people from the other courtyards of Lingtai Sect, and even the main courtyard to help and dispatch information.

It is also the identity of the Lingtai Sect. When walking the world, being able to represent the Lingtai Sect has its endorsement.

The second is a corresponding map.

This map is the largest and most detailed map that Lin Mo has ever seen. It directly includes the entire Huaizhou, and even has a good description of the Taihuai Mountains.

It also contains all the information about the forces, the locations of hidden children in various parts of Lingtai Sect, which is very useful.

The last is to enter the true king's blood will.

Just like the disciples of Qianshan Sect, it is regarded as a means of revenge. If someone dies, the blood shadow will attach to the murderer, and the big bosses in the sect will help revenge.

According to Qing Yan, the blood intent entered by Lin Mo is more advanced, and it was forged and practiced by Li Shenxiu himself. Even the true emperor cannot erase it. It is a means of protection.

As soon as things are obtained, even Lin Mo sighs a little, this is the big deal.

After returning to Qingliang Temple, Lin Mo began to prepare for his departure.

It took half a day to tidy up everything and arrange it, and then he took Wu Yang directly down the mountain.

Lingtai Mountain, under the mountain.

Wu Yang, who was arranging the carriage, looked at Lin Mo.

"My lord, don't we go directly to the volcano? According to our people's speculation, it will be this period of time when the volcano erupts."

Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, beside the carriage.

Beside him is a green-skinned cow and horse nearly one-and-a-half tall, very strong, a hybrid of azure mang ox and Zhenma.

Although the quality is high, it is also very silly. When you have nothing to do, you sigh regularly, and you don't know what you are sighing.

"Wuyun Mountain erupted during this time? What a coincidence, it's just a pity."

Lin Mo was a little surprised, but still shook his head.

"Go back to Huaiping City first, and then turn to Jinsha County. As for Wuyun Mountain, let's postpone it."

Prioritize things.

Since coming to Lingtai Sect, he has enjoyed a lot of preferential treatment, and now there is something that needs him to take action, within reason, it is naturally obligatory.

If you really want to give up some benefits for this, Lin Mo can accept it.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Wu Yang was taken aback, a little surprised, because he knew how much Lin Mo cared about the eruption of Wuyun Mountain.

But he wasn't stupid, he didn't ask any more, just nodded in response.

Lin Mo nodded and said nothing.

He looked at Lingtai Mountain, which was still towering into the clouds, and the forest sea was rolling with the autumn wind.

A section up the mountainside is the location of Qingliang Temple.

Because it was too far away, even he couldn't see clearly.

It's just that by the time he returns, the spiritual grains planted in the spiritual field should be about to bear fruit, and the whirling tree in the backyard should also be about to bloom.

Yes, now he already knows what kind of tree that strange tree is.

The name is whirling, and it is a spiritual seed, and the flowers can easily make people's eyes clear.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt inexplicably sad when he left, even though he had only been here for more than a month.

Perhaps because of the long-lost sense of security?
Lin Mo couldn't help being a little irritable, and then put the emotions in his heart behind him, turned around and prepared to get in the car.

Just at this time, the cows and horses beside him were still sighing.

He finally couldn't help it, flicked his fingers, and landed on the foreheads of the cows and horses. He was so startled that his eyes widened in horror, and at the same time he swayed his body uneasily.

frightened.

It's ridiculously stupid.

Seeing this, Lin Mo felt better, shook his head, and strode into the car.

Not long after, two rough iron and wooden carriages, escorted by a group of guards, slowly left Lingmiao City along the official road and drove towards the outside of the mountain.

hula.

The autumn wind is chilly, and on the mountain, it adds a bit of bitterness.

On the mountain of Cihang Road, the Martial Arts Field.

Wrapped in a white bandage, Wang Hao punched slowly, his appearance was not as good as that of an old man in his seventies or eighties.

He had only practiced one and a half punches before he felt that he had reached his limit. His face was pale and his head was dripping with sweat. He was helped by the maid and fell into the medicinal bath in the barrel.

Outside the Martial Arts Arena, Wang Zhen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this complicated expression.

"It has recovered quite well. Half of the body is broken. Even after taking the Flood Dragon's Blood Grass, it will take time. It is estimated that it will be back to normal in half a year at the most, and it will even be reborn from Nirvana. After breaking down, it will stand up again."

Bi Xuejun said softly.

But as he spoke, Wang Zhen's expression became even uglier beside him.

For a genius, time is life, how can it be accepted that half a year has returned to its original state?

He didn't dare to imagine how his high-spirited younger brother would deal with himself when he learned the truth.

What annoys him even more is that this matter has finally spread to the clan.

Not long ago, some elders had a faint sense of accountability. Although they didn't say it explicitly, they were secretly complaining about why Wang Zhen was in the Lingtai sect and why Wang Hao ended up like this.

Make him really speechless.

"Senior Sister, is it really impossible to punish that person? Even if it makes things difficult for him?"

Wang Zhen let out a foul breath and asked again.

"How to make things difficult? According to the information I have inquired now, our Junior Brother Lin, although he is still alive, has already received great preferential treatment. Willing to offend?
What's more, those friends of mine, no matter how good the relationship is, they will inevitably have different connections. If you really do something, you need to say which side you stand on, how can you help? "

Bi Xuejun shook his head.

"This stands alone and sits in a temple"

Wang Zhen's face was a little ugly.

"Doesn't that mean that if we want to punish him, we can only rely on the rules of the clan?
That's right, now we are in charge of Zongjie in Cihang's lineage. If we can induce them to make mistakes, we can deal with them severely. No one can say anything on the bright side. "

While he was talking, the more he talked, the more energetic he was, a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

As for how to induce, but did not think carefully.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, whether it is coercion or temptation, it will always work!
After all, even a moral monk needs a cassock of gold thread when sitting in the scripture hall and going out, and he is afraid of the hatchet!

"Among them, some of the sect's precepts are very serious, such as associating with big gangsters, private associations with cults, killing innocent people indiscriminately, etc. As long as we weave it carefully and act when we see the opportunity, we will definitely escape."

Wang Zhen began to narrate in detail, thoughts floated in his head, and one idea after another appeared.

Bi Xuejun on the side listened quietly, and halfway through listening, suddenly a purple dragonfly flew over.

After a long time, a smile appeared on her face, and she reached out her hand to signal Wang Zhen to stop.

"I don't need it for the time being. Now I got the news that that Junior Brother Lin just happened to be out of the mountain to handle some errands. Instead of accusing him of crimes and stealing his ears, it's better to cut the mess with a sharp knife and settle everything once and for all."

Its voice is soft and pleasant, but its tone is extremely cold.

"This"

Wang Zhen was taken aback, a little embarrassed.

Although he hated Lin Mo very much, he really didn't intend to kill him.

He is not stupid, since he has a life, he enjoys the treatment of sitting in a temple. Needless to say, he has some means, at least he has the blood of the real king.

If he really killed him, he could run away as a monk, and he would not be afraid of the temple.

Although Wang Hao is a brother of his clan, he is not his son, no, even his own cub, there is no reason for him to take his life to do it.

"Ah."

Bi Xuejun obviously saw Wang Zhen's thoughts and smiled disdainfully.

"You don't need to do anything, I have already made arrangements here, and I am not afraid of you thinking too much. Even if Junior Brother Lin has three heads and six arms, he will not be able to avoid passing away this time."

"Huh?" Wang Zhen was overjoyed, he didn't care about Bi Xuejun's contempt, and bowed his hands, "Senior sister, can you tell me a little bit about it, so as to clear up the confusion in my junior brother's mind."

Bi Xuejun smiled, like a lotus flower on a snow-capped mountain, and said the word "Meishan" softly.

Wang Zhen's heart shook wildly, he subconsciously glanced at the top of Dao Mountain, then quickly lowered his head, not daring to ask any more questions.

The smile on Bi Xuejun's face faded, and he looked into the distance indifferently.

There is the golden roof of Lingtai.

(End of this chapter)