Peerless God Lord

"Hey, comparing people to each other is so irritating!"

Qin Zhi sighed quietly. Like countless other disciples, he dreamed of becoming a disciple of a certain elder, but there was no hope at all.

However, Wushan rejected the invitations of one elder after another.

In comparison, those of them who want to become disciples are like dogs.

"Um?"

At this moment, Qin Zhi's eyes narrowed because he saw Su Mo opening the courtyard door and walking out, holding a four-foot-long wooden board with writings engraved on it.

"What is this for?"

Qin Zhi was puzzled. He looked closely and saw Su Mo hanging a wooden board on the wall at the entrance.

Then, Su Mo returned to the courtyard and closed the courtyard door with a bang.

"As a disciple in Wushan, I only worship the strong. If you are below the supreme state of Dzogchen, please do not disturb me!"

Qin Zhi stared at the writing on the wooden board and read it softly. In an instant, he felt the blood surge in his body and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"this……!"

Qin Zhi was dumbfounded, there was such a thing!

In the Taisheng branch, only the elders have always chosen the disciples, but here in Wushan, it has actually become the disciples who choose the elders.

This Wushan actually looks down upon the elders who are below the Supreme Realm of Dzogchen!

That is the supreme state!

For ordinary disciples like them, the Supreme Realm is a mountain that cannot be climbed, a sky that cannot be looked up to.

Whether a strong person in the Supreme Realm has first achieved the Supreme Realm or has completed the Supreme Realm, what difference does it make to ordinary disciples like them? They are all looking up to.

Qin Zhi's expression was extremely exciting, sometimes speechless, sometimes disappointed, and sometimes weird.

Today, he simply refreshed his outlook on life.

"Brother Wushan, you are really a strange person!"

After a long time, Qin Zhi could only shake his head helplessly, with only envy in his heart.

…

"Can you practice with peace of mind now?"

In the room, Su Mo took a deep breath and hung a sign on the door, which was a helpless move.

After all, with people constantly coming, he really couldn't practice with peace of mind, so he could only do this.

Then, Su Mo closed his eyes and started practicing.

Sure enough, after hanging up the wooden sign, no one came to disturb him for several hours, and Su Mo completely regained his composure.

However, Su Mo was quiet, but Taisheng City became extremely unstable because of him.

"Oh my God, there are actually so many elders who take the initiative to accept Wushan as their disciples!"

"What's even more hateful is that Wushan actually refused them all. It's simply unreasonable!"

"Damn! This Wushan is so arrogant!"

"It's not just arrogance, it's simply arrogance. Did you see that wooden sign? You actually look down on the elders who are below the Supreme Realm of Dzogchen!"

"I think this Wushan man probably has a strong mental power and ordinary martial arts talent, so he doesn't dare to become a disciple for fear that his talent will be exposed and his face will be disgraced if he is kicked out of the master's school!"

"This is possible. After all, no one has seen Wushan's true combat power!"

"..."

Throughout Taisheng City, various mansions, courtyards, streets and alleys were filled with discussions about Su Mo.

Because the fact that many elders wanted to accept Su Mo as a disciple, as well as the contents of the wooden sign that Su Mo hung up, had been spread.

Most of the people discussing were scolding Su Mo and were full of indignation.

Of course, these angry people almost all have the same characteristic, which is envy, jealousy and hatred.

As the saying goes, jealousy makes people jealous.

These ordinary disciples, who could never dream of getting good things, turned into cabbage when they came to Su Mo. Su Mo looked down upon them completely.

Do you think this is irritating?

Many disciples were almost crazy with jealousy, and their eyes were red with envy.

For example, Cui Yan and Hu Meier.

"Damn it, why is this Wushan so lucky?"

In a spacious and exquisite courtyard, Cui Yan shouted with resentment. He had always wanted to become a disciple of a certain elder, and for this reason, he even took the initiative to recommend himself.

However, without exception, he failed, and no elder was willing to accept him as a disciple.

But now, there are actually a large number of elders who are looking for Wushan in an endless stream and want to take Wushan as their disciple. Do you think this is irritating?

What's even more annoying is that Wushan doesn't like him at all.

"Haha, he refused, and it will be all in vain in the end." Hu Meier said with a sneer. Even so, anyone could see the jealousy in Hu Meier's eyes.

How can you not be jealous?

At this time, at least 90% of the people in Taisheng City were jealous.

As long as they are not elders or disciples of elders, almost everyone is jealous. It would be a lie to say they are not jealous!

Countless disciples throughout Taisheng City were jealous of Su Mo.

However, those elders have different mentality.

Some people who failed to accept disciples were naturally a little angry, but Wushan didn't want to become a disciple, so they couldn't force him.

Some elders who were interested in recruiting disciples but had not yet taken action temporarily gave up on the idea.

Of course, there are more than a hundred elders in the Taisheng branch who are in the Supreme Realm. Most of these people have no intention of accepting disciples. Those who are willing to accept disciples will not rush to Wushan, but plan to observe and observe.

After all, no one knows how high Wushan's true talent is.

In the room, Su Mo ignored the ups and downs of the outside world and had been in seclusion for more than two years.

On this day, he opened his eyes, and the aura on his body was deep and vast.

"Ninth level!" Su Mo let out a long breath. He was able to break through the realm in more than two years, which is already very fast.

You know, in the past, for him to break through a realm in the wilderness, it would take at least seven or eight years for him to settle down.

However, since he merged with the Hongmeng Purple Qi Yuanshen, his cultivation speed has increased dramatically.

After a while, Su Mo left the room and walked out of the courtyard. He was going to find Ling Shang.

I haven’t seen Ling Shang for more than two years. I wonder how she is doing?

Moreover, it is really strange that the other party did not come to him for such a long time.

After thinking for a moment, Su Mo decided to go to the Faxin Hall because the last time he and Ling Shang were separated, the other party was studying the laws in the Faxin Hall.

"what happened?"

Walking on the streets of the city, Su Mo felt countless eyes falling on him like sharp knives.

He found that people in Taisheng City, whether they were disciples passing by on the street or people in some shops, all focused on him, which made his hair stand on end.

And wherever he went, everything immediately became quiet.

"It seems that defeating Xiao Yushu in the battle between gods will make me famous!" Su Mo thought to himself. In his opinion, the reason for this must be because of the last battle between gods.

Soon, Su Mo arrived at the Faxin Hall and strode inside.

In the hall, a large number of statues stand, and there are still a large number of disciples meditating on the laws.

Ling Shang seemed to have turned to stone, still sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of Lord Fawu, meditating on the laws of space.

"Sure enough, you're still here!" Su Mo was surprised. No wonder the other party didn't look for him during this time. It turned out that he had been studying the laws of space here.

Then, Su Mo walked to Ling Shang's side and looked at her quietly.