low-key is king

Chapter 1465 Young Master!

"Hehe, breaking down and then standing up, rebirth from the ashes, this is a good way to save the Wangchuan Realm!"

Lu Xun also wanted to test the mind of the Great Elder of Wangchuan Holy Land, and saw a smile on his face, and a strange emotion in what he said.

"No, it's not like this, it can't be like this!"

After Lu Xun's voice fell, Mu Xiang shook his head again and again, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Why not? Using the blood energy of many ordinary people and low-level cultivators to help the world spirits cast their bodies, from now on, the Forgotten River Realm will once again have a rich aura of heaven and earth. Isn't this a good thing?"

Lu Xun tried his best to put the outcome of this matter into a better light. Perhaps for some powerful people in the Forgotten River Realm, they might not necessarily perish under the ravages of the world spirit.

Once the Forgotten River Realm is reborn, there will be hope for them to break through to a higher level.

From this point of view alone, it is indeed a good thing to break the Wangchuan boundary and then establish it.

"No, that's not right!"

However, after Lu Xun's second speech, Mu Xiang seemed to have found a key point of the problem, shaking his head a little more, and the firmness in his eyes became stronger.

"Lu Xun, you intentionally emphasized that beautiful result, but selectively ignored the premise of creating this beautiful result!"

Mu Xiang stared at the human youth in front of him, and said decisively: "Ants are greedy for life, so what's wrong with those ordinary people and low-level practitioners? Why did they become victims of the breaking of the Wangchuan boundary?"

"Even the world spirits, including this elder, and even Yu Chuan who you said created the Forgotten River Realm, don't have the power to decide the life and death of everyone. I can't let that happen!"

The Great Elder of the Forgotten River Holy Land looked a little excited, but also a bit decisive, which made Lu Xun slightly nod his head, secretly thinking that he was right after all.

"Lu Xun, you said that on purpose, but you really don't want to see the blood flow into rivers in the Forgotten River Realm, do you? You must have a solution, right?"

Mu Xiang still stared at the human youth in front of him, he himself was only passionate, and he didn't even know about world spirits before, so he could only pin his hopes on this young man named Lu Xun.

"There is a way, but I can't guarantee it, and it needs the cooperation of the Great Elder!"

By this time, Lu Xun, who had already understood the mind of the Great Elder of Wangchuan Holy Land, no longer said other alarmist words. At this moment, he couldn't help but admire his senior brother extremely.

Originally, Lu Xun did not have much confidence in persuading Mu Xiang, and most likely he would return in disgrace like Fang Xing.

But now after several words, he believed that this Great Elder must regard himself as the greatest hope.

All of this is because I don't want to see the entire Wangchuan Realm flow into rivers of blood.

Whether it was the collapse of the world after taking away the boundary-defining thing, or the world spirit devouring the blood energy of countless living beings, these were not the results that Mu Xiang wanted to see, he had to do something.

"How to cooperate?"

Mu Xiang asked subconsciously, and then seemed to remember something. Seeing that he raised the holy land scepter in his hand, a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes, and he was a little undecided for a while.

Anyway, today is also the first time Mu Xiang met Lu Xun, and the significance of the holy land scepter is very important.

Once it is given to the other party, what will happen at that time is unpredictable.

After all, Mu Xiang's relationship with Lu Xun is only on the surface. If what the other party said before are all made-up nonsense, if the other party's purpose is to take away the delimiting object, then it will be a great hatred up.

"It seems that Elder Mu still doesn't quite trust Lu!"

Seeing Mu Xiang's hesitation, Lu Xun didn't know what the other party was thinking. Seeing his words fell, he reached out his hand again and wiped it on his wrist.

Swish!
A white light flashed out, and then a white bead appeared in Lu Xun's other palm.

"This is?"

Seeing this white bead for the first time, Mu Xiang's heart seemed to miss a beat.

It seems that somewhere, there is some inexplicable connection between himself and this white bead.

This is not a feeling of heart palpitations, even in Mu Xiang's induction, he or the surrounding air can feel that the white beads are extremely gentle, and he has an urge to worship.

"This bead should be the golden pill of Yu Chuan, the master of the Forgotten River Realm!"

Lu Xun didn't deliberately hide it. When he said this sentence, Mu Xiang couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to his knees with a puff, with an extremely pious expression on his face.

"Mu Xiang, the second-generation Great Elder of No. 30 in the Holy Land of Wangchuan, pay homage to God!"

Mu Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't feel that the golden elixir was fake at all, even though the aura emanating from it didn't have the power of a powerhouse in the upper five realms, he still uttered devout words.

Lu Xun's words may be false, but Mingming's feeling is not false.

The aura emanating from that bead made Mu Xiang subconsciously feel kind and awed.

Such a scene made Lu Xun stunned.

He was not from the Forgotten River Realm, so he couldn't sense that special aura, but this undoubtedly made him more convinced that this bead had an extraordinary meaning for the Forgotten River Realm.

To be honest, even if Yu Dang guessed that it belonged to Yu Chuan's Golden Elixir, Lu Xun was not sure.

It wasn't until now when I saw the Great Elder of the Holy Land who had completed the nine realms, worshiping so much, that I was a little sure.

"Now the Great Elder should believe in Lu's sincerity, right?"

Thoughts turned in Lu Xun's mind, but his mouth remained calm. After his words fell, Mu Xiang slowly stood up and stared at the young man opposite him, very complicated.

"Mr. Lu is holding the golden elixir of God. In a sense, he is the young master of my Forgotten River Realm. What else can Mu Xiang not believe?"

After a long time, what Mu Xiang said made Lu Xun a little dumbfounded.

Why did he suddenly become the young master of the Wangchuan Realm?

The title of young master is not something anyone can have. It means that the great elder of Wangchuan Holy Land has recognized Lu Xun's orthodox identity, even though he has nothing to do with Yu Chuan.

One of the reasons for this may indeed be because Lu Xun is holding the Golden Elixir of God;
On the other hand, Mu Xiang was thinking of the hundreds of millions of souls in the Forgotten River Realm.

In his opinion, maybe only this one can save the common people from danger.

Anyway, Mu Xiang himself can't do that kind of thing, so he can only pin his hopes on this one in front of him.

"My lord, what should I do next?"

Since Mu Xiang knelt on the ground just now, he has adjusted his mentality and position, and now stands respectfully at Lu Xun's lower head.

If other elders of the Holy Land saw this, their jaws would probably drop in shock.

"The great elder is polite!"

Lu Xun waved his hand symbolically, and quickly entered the role, which was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise for him.

Originally, Lu Xun came to negotiate with Mu Xiang. Although he was quite confident with his senior brother's guidance, the final result is full of many variables.

The current result is undoubtedly the most satisfying result for him.

All this is because of Mu Xiang's benevolent heart, or because of that white bead that may be Yu Chuan's golden elixir.

All the accidents, after meeting here, created the scene in front of me.

It can be said that the current Lu Xun has suddenly become the most powerful figure in the Wangchuan world.

Of course, if Lu Xun's next actions don't satisfy Mu Xiang, or if he really uses this great elder to seek his own interests, then the identity of this young master is just a false name.

Lu Xun's reincarnation is naturally well versed in this, but what he is going to do next should not conflict with Mu Xiang's ideas.

His current goal is completely different from other aliens.

"As I said just now, the ultimate goal of the world spirit is to devour the blood energy of countless living beings, but before that, he should take away a physical body as a transition!"

Lu Xun didn't bother about the young master's identity any more. Hearing his old story brought up again made Mu Xiang thoughtful, and familiar figures appeared in his mind.

"With the world spirit's vision, if the strength is too low, I'm afraid it won't be able to fall into its eyes, so the range will be much smaller. The Great Elder thinks, among the other eight elders in the Holy Land, who is most likely to be controlled by the world spirit?"

Lu Xun controlled the range within a specific range, that is, those who have reached the ninth level.

In the realm of Wangchuan, the only ones who have reached the ninth level are the nine elders of the Holy Land of Wangchuan.

"Why didn't the young master doubt me?"

Mu Xiang raised his head to look at Lu Xun, and suddenly asked such a question, and while speaking, he waved the scepter in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "I haven't given the scepter to you yet! "

"Hehe, the Great Elder is a nine-level consummation, but I am only an eighth-level consummation. If you are really a world spirit, you can just slap me to death. How can you talk so much nonsense?"

Lu Xun smiled slightly, and the reason he said made Mu Xiang laugh too.

He couldn't refute such a simple truth.

What Mu Xiang didn't know was that if he was really controlled by Jieling Duoshe, Lu Xun would not have no cards.

Even if the Nine Realms were perfect, it would not be easy to shoot Lu Xun to death.

"Then let's talk about the other eight elders!"

Lu Xun didn't get entangled in this topic, and the appearances of the elders of the Holy Land flashed in his mind. He recalled the scene on the council back then, so he naturally had his own deduction.

"According to what you said, I think all eight of them are possible!"

After pondering for a moment, Mu Xiang said some nonsense first, and then explained: "They all have their own secrets!"

"Hehe, it's a secret, but the Great Elder knows it well, right?"

Lu Xun smiled slightly, and heard him say: "For example, that fifth elder with a eccentric temper secretly supported Yuanba, and he should not be able to hide from the piercing eyes of the first elder!"

(End of this chapter)