Super Martial God

Lin Mu listened and his eyes were complicated.

On the surface, he is still strange to heimeng, but in fact, he has established a wonderful connection.

He is Zimeng's younger martial brother, and heimeng has a lot of relationship with Zimeng, so heimeng calls him a younger martial brother.

Not only that, when the idea disappeared, heimeng also passed him a skill and told him, "this is the cultivation method of ink mark. You stay here and practice, and then refine the amoro soil before going out, otherwise you can't use the work method of the decimal world when you return to the big number world."

Without affectation, Lin Mu immediately sat down and practiced the ink mark cultivation method given by heimeng.

This piece of skill, called "the crow nine sutras", was accidentally obtained by heimeng in a historic site in the mandala world. It belongs to the quasi Xiaoluo level skill.

Three days later, Lin Mu entered the door to practice the nine Sutras of the crow and became a seven-star mantra Mohist.

According to the truth, he has a large number of world life and can't practice the mandala world skill, but heimeng left a seed of power in his body.

This power seed was refined into the embodiment of the MOH family by him, which gave him the foundation of practice.

Then Lin Mu began to refine the Amorian soil.

After half a month, he finally refined the surface of the Amorian soil. It's estimated that he didn't refine it so quickly.

"It can only be refined in the future."

For forestry and animal husbandry, the most important thing now is to go back to the dark forest, and everything else is secondary.

So he must see the Xin family and find the transmission channel.

Sin city.

In the middle of the city, there is a square with 18 statues.

Each of these statues is a living creature who has made a great contribution to the city of sin.

For example, Sheng Lun, Sheng Tianyin's father, sacrificed himself to resist the ink tide and save the whole Purgatory and sin city. His statue is among them.

However, there were only 17 statues in the square before, and one statue was newly built not long ago.

The statue is a man in blue.

No one knows his name, no one knows his origin, and all creatures respectfully call him "Mr. Qingyi".

A month ago, the purgatory army was once again in a super large ink tide, and five warships and five main forces were almost wiped out.

At this critical moment, it was Mr. Qingyi who was born, sneaked into the Mexican army alone and assassinated the commander of the Mexican army, which resolved the disaster that is likely to bring destruction crisis to purgatory.

People came and went in the square.

Lin Mu glanced at the statue and couldn't help showing a strange look on his face.

He was still alive, but someone built a statue for him. Now he will undoubtedly feel a little uncomfortable when he sees it here.

Many people nearby saw Lin Mu and found that his clothes and appearance were very similar to the statue of Mr. Qingyi.

But no one looked at Lin Mu more.

Since the name of Mr. Qingyi spread, there has been a "Qingyi tide" in this evil city. Many young practitioners like to imitate Mr. Qingyi's dress.

Obviously, in people's hearts, Lin Mu is also one of those young practitioners.

Outside a shabby house in sin city.

"Haitian, you still hand in so few things this month."

Zhou Tao scolds Liao Haitian.

"Brother Zhou."

Liao Haitian cried, "my brother's health deteriorated last month. I spent a lot of money. There's really no way. You're accommodating."

"I'll accommodate you. Who will accommodate me?"

Zhou Tao sneered: "when I asked you to join the guard, I already said that you must hand over so many things to me every month, and then I will use the money to manage it. For the sake of being a fellow townsman, I've held my nose for many times, but you're endless. "

"OK, I'm not here to discuss with you this time. I only give you two choices. One is to make up for the missing share, and the other is to get out of the escort team. You can't pay it, and some people are willing to pay it."

Liao Haitian was as pale as death.

At this time, Zhou Tao flashed a cold smile in his eyes: "of course, for the sake of the villagers, I'll give you another chance."

"What opportunity?"

Liao Haitian seemed to grasp the straw and hurriedly asked.

"Many people know that you know Mr. Tsing Yi and you took him into dulutai. If you are willing to announce that you saw Mr. Tsing Yi kill members of the law enforcement team with your own eyes, many people will believe you."

Zhou Tao said angrily.

"Are you asking me to slander Mr. Tsing Yi?"

Liao Haitian was surprised: "no, how can I? Mr. Qingyi is a hero and a benefactor to all our purgatory soldiers. How can I slander him."

"Hum, he's just a dead man. Even if he's slandered, he doesn't feel it. Why do you care so much."

Zhou Tao said, "as long as you do what I say, you can not only write off what you owe me, but also get a generous reward."

"Brother Zhou, Mr. Tsing Yi is kind to you, and he has never offended you. Why do you splash dirty water on him?"

Liao Haitian looked at Zhou Tao.

"I just don't like him, can't I?"

Zhou Tao sneered.

"No, with brother Zhou's way of doing things, it's impossible to give up so many interests just because you see others unhappy."

Liao Haitian shook his head.

"I think you don't hit the south wall and don't look back. In that case, I'll tell you the truth. This is what general Zhang Yunteng personally told me."

Zhou Tao said, "you and I will be rewarded for doing this well. On the contrary, if the job is screwed up, you and I will have no good fruit to eat."

"You go."

However, Liao Haitian, who understood all the causes and consequences, said coldly: "although I Liao Haitian is not a good man and have done everything to attack the divine court, I am by no means ungrateful. It is impossible for me to pour sewage on Mr. Qingyi."

Zhou Tao's expression suddenly stiffened: "Liao Haitian, are you funny? What kind of kindness are you talking about here for a dead man? "

"I'm not for Mr. Tsing Yi, but for the conscience in my body."

Liao Haitian said, "life is alive. If you don't even have a conscience, living is a walking corpse. It's meaningless."

"Don't toast, don't drink!"

Zhou Tao was furious: "the guard of purgatory, do you still want to do it?"

Liao Haitian's eyes were indifferent: "of course I want to do it, but if I lose my conscience in exchange for a position, I'd rather not have this position."

"Funny, you don't have this guard position. What do you take to survive and what do you take to support your brother?"

Zhou Tao said sarcastically.

"In this evil city, there are many people who are not purgatory guards, but they can't survive?"

Liao Haitian Dao.

"They are fighting for their lives. They must fight with the demon family every day in exchange for purgatory value. Where can they be so easy and stable as a purgatory guard?"

Zhou Tao said angrily.