1157. The Further You Go, the Lonelier You Get.

These immortal weapons were left over from his selection.

In his hand, there are about twenty or so exquisite immortal weapons.

He carefully selected them and left them to Hua Xiangrong, Wang Shiyu, Yuan Hao and other close people.

Li Mu is also a human being.

So of course he has selfish motives.

The best is reserved for those closest to you.

During the brief silence, there was no looting in the hall.

Every strong man stood up, silently selected six immortal weapons from the pile, then handed Li Mugong their hands, turned around and left.

A quarter of an hour later, all the strong men in the hall were gone.

All the immortal weapons have been selected.

The air is a little quiet.

The old fish spirit looked at Li Mu in surprise and said, "Are you really going to lead these remnants of the army and take the initiative to attack?"

Li Mu said: "Isn't this part of your plan?"

The old magic stick said: "Having said that, the remnants of other major races and forces have reasons to fight to the death for the continuation of their bloodlines and the inheritance of martial arts. But what is your reason for taking the risk of fighting?"

There was teasing curiosity in his look and tone.

Li Mu said calmly: "I don't know where the fire seeds of other forces or races will eventually lurk and retreat, but what is certain is that some of them will definitely retreat to the Ziwei Star Territory. Am I right?"

The old magician nodded and said, "Not bad."

Li Mu added: "If I guess correctly, Taixuan Academy will eventually retreat to the Ziwei Star Territory, right?"

The old magic stick grinned and said, "You kid, you are getting smarter and smarter."

"I've always been smart." Li Mu didn't pay attention to the old prodigy's teasing. He looked calmer than ever before and asked, "In that case, why do you think I'm fighting?"

The old magic stick stopped talking.

Li Mu added: "There are some people in Taixuan Academy who I brought to the Chaos World from the Ziwei Star Territory. I originally wanted to give them a broader future, but..."

Who knew there would be an immortal catastrophe.

"Since I brought them, I have to take them all back alive. Not only that, I also want to prevent the Ziwei Star Territory from being discovered by the fairy world, and seal the gate from the chaotic world to the Ziwei Star Territory. ...The latter should be the intended purpose of your [Operation Shrouding the Sky], right?"

The old magic stick nodded.

He twirled a few thick black beards on his chin and curled his lips and said: "I thought that you kid would want to find an excuse to run away, or bargain for a price. After all, you don't have much knowledge about this world. A sense of identity, I didn’t expect that you would have such an awareness and really take risks.”

Li Mu looked at the old magic stick as if he were an idiot.

"Have I fought for others too many times in my life?"

There was self-deprecation on his face.

"From the very beginning, wasn't it just for you to send me to the Chinese continent planet so that I could fight for the earth?"

"Later, I returned to Earth as I wished, the secret realm of Earth was opened, and I was still fighting on Earth..."

"Later, I will fight for the Ziwei Star Territory."

"Later, I fought for the human race in the chaotic world."

"Now, I have to fight for the Chaos World again."

Li Mu spread his hands and said: "In my whole life, since I stepped into the galaxy, I have always fought for others. I have never lived a good life for myself... I have become accustomed to it."

The old magic stick looked at Li Mu with some surprise.

Li Mu said: "Don't look at me like that. I don't mean to complain. I just want to tell you that in fact, many times, don't treat me like a child. I'm not like It’s as childish as you think.”

"Okay, I'm done."

Li Mu clapped his hands and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

The old magic stick said: "But you are so stupid and complaining."

Li Mu felt like shit.

The atmosphere I managed to create with such difficulty was completely shattered by your words.

"Don't you want to ask how Taixuan Academy can escape from the world of chaos after attracting the power of the thirty-six advance teams from the Immortal Realm here?"

The old magic stick said.

Li Mu said: "That's what you have to do. I will do what I have to do. You don't have to explain to me what you have to do. There is still some trust between us."

The old magic stick was stunned and waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go."

Li Mu walked out with a smile.

The breeze followed closely behind.

The old magic stick was left alone in the hall.

He sat silently for a while and said to himself: "Little guy, you have grown up."

Compared with Ye Qingyu, Li Mu was indeed very passive in his life.

He has always been pushing forward passively under the urging of others and the general environment. Li Mu said that he has been fighting for others throughout his life, and this is true.

The old magic stick still remembers the scene when he finally found Li Mu after he came to Earth.

The child that grew out of the last immortal tree in the Kunlun Secret Realm was as clear as a crystal doll, and indescribable pure fairy power radiated from this child's body.

There are unheard of immortal runes flowing densely in his muscles and bones.

There are thunderclouds in the sky.

There are ley lines gushing out from the ground.

There are fairy flowers falling from the sky.

There are arrays of holy sounds on the ground.

The vision of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared when he picked the child from the tree.

The last trace of Gu Kunlun's spiritual power disappeared.

The longevity tree turned into ashes in an instant.

And many of the strange phenomena and the vast immortal power in the child also disappeared.

It's like a reincarnation.

Everything in this child's body that belonged to his previous life was washed away in reincarnation, cleansed, and all the past was cut off.

Since then, the earth is a mysterious place that even the immortals cannot understand. Many endless secret realms have continued to exist, but only one missing one is the Queen Mother of the West who once gave birth to the mother of all immortals and the ancestor of all immortals. The legendary secret realm of ancient Kunlun.

"I came from a distant place to find my own way."

"Now, that dog is enlightened."

"There is not much time left."

"Little Ye Zi and the others are probably struggling to hold on in the fairy world."

"It's time for the last of the four signs to show its signs."

"My child, you are destined to fight for others."

"Because this is your fate."

The old magic stick sighed in his heart.

There were many times when he felt sorry for Li Mu.

Li Mu has friends, but his friends often have difficulty keeping up with him and gradually fall behind.

Li Mu had a lover, but his lover was gradually left behind by him.

Li Mu's pace became faster and faster.

It also has to go faster and faster.

Because this world doesn't leave much time for him.

He needs to walk much faster than a normal human.

This destined him to gradually abandon his contemporaries one by one.

Along the way, loneliness will accompany you.

The old magician shook his head.

All living beings suffer.

Li Mu is the most miserable.

"When Fang Huamei returns from Huining City, the operation will begin. Little Li, you still have to keep walking."

The old magic stick also smiled bitterly.

…

…

A strange smell of blood filled the entire hall.

This is the mountain gate of Qianyan Holy Land.

The immortal wearing a blue robe is writing scriptures with a blue pen.

Every time he made a stroke, a burst of immortal power burst out from the desk.

In front of the desk, there is a human-shaped shelf.

On the shelf, two people were roasting in immortal shackles.

Two very ordinary people.

They don't even have any cultivation, and they can't even be considered warriors.

Mortal blood flows in their bodies.

One is a father.

One is a son.

My father is only in his thirties.

My son is only five or six years old.

"Immortal, Immortal, please, you are a merciful immortal, please spare us." The father struggled in fear: "We are just ordinary people, we don't even know martial arts."

The son was trembling and crying: "Dad, I'm afraid."

The immortal smiled slightly, with a gentle expression on his face, and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I just want to make a [Immortal Picture], it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

With the green pen in his hand, he touched the heart of the crying little boy slightly.

The tip of the green writing brush pierced into the little boy's chest like a sharp blade.

"Dad, help me, Dad, it hurts, it hurts so much..." The little boy's locked hands and feet suddenly tensed up, and he cried out in horror.

"No, stop, stop it."

My father struggled desperately, his eyes were red and bleeding, but he couldn't break free of the immortal shackles.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be your turn soon."

The sage was still smiling.

The tip of his pen cut open the little boy's chest, placed it directly on the heart, and dipped a drop of his heart's blood into it.

The cyan pen tip suddenly turned bright red.

Then, he painted with green brush.

The little boy's body was shaking violently, and he looked like he would not survive.

"Ah, devil, you are a devil, you deserve to die ten thousand times, you will definitely be killed, you will definitely... I... I will not let you go even if I am a ghost, devil, ah ah..." The eyes of his father He was bleeding, and looking at his son's miserable state, his heart was broken and he was in despair.

The immortal's expression remained indifferent.

After he finished the stroke, he touched his father's chest with the pen tip, followed the same pattern, took out a drop of his heart's blood, and dipped it into the pen tip.

Use blood as ink and continue painting.

The poor mortal father and son on the shelf were twitching and enduring indescribable pain. In the end, they were tortured to death.

"Come here, take the used materials of these two bodies and make them into specimens... Then bring me that quasi-emperor from the lower realm."

Immortals are accustomed to being honest.

There was no trace of ripples in his eyes.

Soon, several warriors from Qianyan Holy Land took away the mortal father and son who had died in pain.

At the same time, a quasi-emperor level swordsman from the Hidden Sword Sea was brought up.

If Jian De was here, he would definitely be shocked.

Because the one who was brought up turned out to be Sword Chi, one of the six great sword immortals in the Hidden Sword Sea.

This swordsman who had died in the battle actually appeared here and was still alive.

However, he lost an arm and a leg, and his body was disabled.

But he was still conscious, and he was shackled by the immortal way and fixed on the same cross as the mortal father and son, unable to break free.

"You bastards in the immortal world... you are a bunch of bastards who deserve to be damned. You will use whatever means you have. If I say "fear", then I am not from Hidden Sword Sea."

The normally gentle swordsman yelled loudly.

Like a furious lion.

The immortal smiled slightly: "The mortal part of the immortal painting is finished. Your blood is just suitable for painting immortals. Don't argue. What's the point of anger at this time?"