Super Martial God

After the light and shadow of Yurong's guard dispersed, the mortals around complained about their souls, and they thanked Lin Mu and knelt down one after another.

In the process of kneeling down, their resentment slowly dissipated and finally dissipated in the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

At the same time, Lin Mu felt that a trace of mysterious and invisible power merged into his divine soul.

"Is this luck?"

Lin Mu was slightly surprised.

He found that mortal skills are very weak, but the Qi born from each mortal is not small, even beyond ordinary practitioners, almost comparable to seven star and eight star warriors.

"It seems that there is not much difference in Qi and fortune between creatures before they achieve the venerable."

If Lin Mu thought about it, this discovery made him feel more and more that his mortal road was extraordinary.

Now, these 20000 Qi flows into his body, and he obviously feels that some rule doom in the dark has reduced the power to suppress him.

It seems that there is an invisible protective cover on him.

"Sophie, the old Sufism leader Wuyuan, thanks the great kindness of the lay here."

At this time, an old voice came from the steps. The old leader of Sufism sincerely knelt down and thanked Lin Mu.

Not only he, but also the Su disciples behind him showed gratitude one by one.

The young people in golden robes have committed all kinds of evil, slaughtering mortals, ravaging women, and acting recklessly in their temples.

Now Lin Mu got rid of the golden robed youth and others. For them, they are undoubtedly great benefactors.

"You don't have to."

Lin Mu didn't accept their courtesy. He leaned aside and said faintly, "I'm just asking for justice for the mortals outside, not to save you."

These Sufism people are all practitioners.

Stepping into the path of practice, that is, life and death have a life, wealth and honor in heaven, and you can't blame anyone for being killed.

Therefore, if the golden young gods only kill Sufism, Lin Mu will never intervene.

"Monk, can you dare to ask, why do you want to seek justice for some ordinary people? In the eyes of such existence, aren't mortals some mole ants that can be killed at will? "

The Sufism leader looked bitter, as if his expression was born like this, a compassionate look.

Lin Mu shook his head and said, "in my opinion, mortals are the cornerstone of world development. Most of the so-called strong came out of mortals at first. Without the food of mortals, the low-level friars can't live at all, and no one will mine the energy stone. The high-level friars can't practice. It is speculated step by step that the order of all the practice world will collapse. "

"The world is like a house. Mortals are the foundation and practitioners are the upper floors. It doesn't matter if the upper floor falls down. Just repair it, but if the lower foundation falls down, the whole building will collapse. "

"Insight."

The Sufism leader was deeply moved: "originally, I thought that what the lay said about seeking justice for ordinary people was just some high sounding hypocritical words like those hypocrites. Now I know that lay people really see through the essence of order and really attach importance to mortals. "

After that, he made a deep worship again: "I am here for countless mortals in the world. I am grateful to the lay for rectifying the name of mortals and to the lay for seeing the value of mortals."

"You old man, does my senior brother look like that kind of hypocritical person?"

Ma Jiao said discontentedly.

"It's the old man. I'm wrong. I'm very wrong."

The Sufism leader said sincerely.

"No gratitude, no right or wrong."

Lin Mu's tone was plain: "I am correcting my name for mortals. In fact, I am correcting my name for myself. I never think I am a superior practitioner. I have been practicing step by step from mortal to today. My essence is mortal, so I am also mortal in the final analysis. "

"In any case, the old man should be grateful to the lay."

With that, the Sufism leader went to the center of the square.

In the middle of the square, the statue of Sufi was holding a book.

The Sufism leader knelt down respectfully to the statue and took down the book.

Ma Jiao's eyes suddenly coagulated, and Lin Mu's face also showed a different color.

"Old man, you won't tell me that this is the book of the past?"

Staring at the ancient books in the hands of Sufei leader, Ma Jiao couldn't help saying.

"Good."

The Sufism leader nodded: "you must have come here for the sake of passing away books? This book is the book of the past. "

Ma Jiao was stunned and then laughed: "it's ridiculous. These gods are trying to force you out of the whereabouts of the book of the past world, but they don't know that the book of the past world has always been in front of them."

"But you Sufism people are so powerful that they put the book of purgatory on the big square where everyone can see it. Who would have thought that it was the real book of the past. "

Lin Mu was also surprised.

This is really the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Even if he had seen the Sufi statue and the book in the hands of the Sufi statue before, he also regarded the book as an ornament and did not associate it with the real book of the past.

But the result was so unexpected.

"The book of the past was created by Su Zhu. It is a kind of blasphemy to put it anywhere. Moreover, at this time, the material is special and is not afraid of wind and rain. Naturally, it is most suitable to put it in the hands of Su Zhu's statue."

Sufism leader calmly said.

"Old man, you told my elder martial brother the whereabouts of the book of the past, but you didn't tell the gods before. You must be moved by my elder martial brother's great wish?"

Ma Jiao smiled.

The Sufism leader shook his head: "it's just a book. No matter how precious it is, it can't compare with human life. If I can, I'd rather not have this book than sacrifice one of my Sufism followers."

"Old man, you're a little false. Just now that young master Yu forced you and killed so many Su disciples, you clenched your teeth and didn't tell the whereabouts of the book of the past. I think you must be worried about the non-human entrusted by the book of purgatory, so you don't say it. Now you see my senior brother's great benevolence and righteousness, so you hand it in. "

Ma Jiao didn't believe what the Sufism leader said.

"This monk, I think you misunderstood."

A man next to the Sufi cult leader couldn't help saying: "in fact, the cult leader had told them that the book of the past was in the hands of the Sufi statue. As a result, they didn't believe it. They thought the cult leader was lying to them and pressed them again and again. There's nothing to say behind the leader, so I'm too lazy to say it again. "

"Is that so?"

Ma Jiao was stunned.

This is really wonderful. Things are wonderful and people are wonderful.

"So, if you want this book of purgatory, just take it away."

The Sufism leader also sighed.