Looking at the casual expression on Chu Mo's face and the relief on the faces of the injured, Tu Yong could only sigh inwardly. Such a young man was definitely worthy of the title of a young giant. He couldn't even use the words "the younger generation will surpass the older" to describe Chu Mo. Because it was no longer suitable for him. Chu Mo definitely had the qualifications to be on an equal footing with him, a quasi-supreme expert. Deep in his heart, Tu Yong even had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before he lost the qualifications to be on an equal footing with this young man.
"Fellow Daoist Chu Mo." Tu Yong once again changed the way he addressed Chu Mo and bowed to him. "Thank you!"
Chu Mo returned the courtesy. "Elder Tu, you're too polite. This is my fault."
If people respect me, I'll respect them tenfold. This was Chu Mo's way of doing things.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, you can call me Fellow Daoist Tu. In front of Fellow Daoist Chu, who dares to call me elder?" Tu Yong said with a bitter smile.
Chu Mo smiled. "It's not that exaggerated. Elder Tu is a senior …"
"Fellow Daoist Chu, don't say that. If you say it again, I'll be too ashamed to show my face. Fellow Daoist Chu is the grandson of a great man. In terms of seniority, I'm afraid there are only a few people in the entire Heaven Realm who can surpass you. Therefore, I'm taking advantage of you by calling me fellow daoist, "Tu Yong said with a humble expression.
The injured Gujian Sect cultivators looked at each other in dismay. They didn't understand why the wind suddenly changed completely. Why did the Great Elder suddenly become so polite to this young man?
Tu Yong naturally wouldn't explain anything to them. Then, he took Chu Mo and personally arranged for Chu Mo to stay in the most luxurious guest room of the Gujian Sect. Then, he ordered the kitchen to prepare a table of exquisite dishes.
Tu Yong didn't invite anyone else, just himself and Chu Mo. Because some things were really inconvenient for others to hear.
The beloved disciple of the Gujian Sect's Great Elder turned out to be a demon's blood slave. If this news were to spread, it would simply shock the world! It was too appalling! Even the inner circle of the Ancient Sword Sect would find it hard to accept this fact.
"Fellow Daoist, if … I'm saying if, my disciple really won't listen to my advice and wants to leave, what should I do?" Tu Yong frowned as he held his wine cup. Actually, how could he be in the mood to drink now? After seeing Chu Mo's divine ability, he placed all his hopes on this young giant.
"I can't talk to you about such nonsense. People aren't saints, and it's hard to find someone who can do that. Most of them are forced to do it." Chu Mo smiled bitterly. "So, if he doesn't want to turn back, it will be troublesome. That will depend on whether Elder Tu is willing to do so. "
"Hmm?" Tu Yong raised his eyebrows slightly. He could tell that there was a hidden meaning in Chu Mo's words. In the first half of Chu Mo's words, he said that not many people could place righteousness before family, but in the second half, he asked if Tu Yong was willing to do so. It was obvious that Chu Mo was not asking him to place righteousness before family. Tu Yong looked at Chu Mo and said sincerely, "I'd like to hear the details."
"It's like this. I've always felt that even if the Devil Race planted a demonic seed in his body and turned him into a Blood Slave, it's not necessarily impossible. It's just that we don't have such a brilliant person. "Chu Mo said.
"Fellow Daoist, you really have a deep understanding of the Devil Race." Tu Yong sighed and then said, "Yes, I also feel that this should be able to be removed. Perhaps, only a Supreme-Being, that kind of peerless Almighty, has this kind of ability. But in this world, if you want to become a Supreme-Being … "While speaking, Tu Yong suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Mo." I'm afraid you're the only one. "
Chu Mo shook his head with a bitter smile. "I'm not sure, but I'll try my best to move in this direction. When I asked you if you were willing to do so, I actually wanted to say that if he was willing to turn back, then everything would be easy. Although it's difficult to seal a Quasi-Supreme-Being, it's not impossible. "
Tu Yong nodded. "Yes, after so many years, Gujian Sect also has some savings."
Chu Mo smiled and thought, 'What do you mean by' some savings'? Although there are only a few hundred people, an ancient sect that has existed for several eras, who are you fooling by saying that it has some savings? ' However, he didn't point it out and continued to say, "If he's not willing, then I'm willing to set up a formation. This formation is a killing formation."
Tu Yong's eyelids twitched, but he resisted and didn't interrupt.
"In fact, you should be very clear that it's very difficult to trap a Quasi-Supreme-Being." Chu Mo said, "I'm sure I can kill a cultivator who has just entered the Quasi-Supreme-Being Realm, but I'm not sure I can kill a person who has been a Quasi-Supreme-Being for many years. Besides, even if I have the ability to kill him, you don't want to see it. "
The corner of Tu Yong's mouth twitched. He thought, 'You're really not polite! In front of me, a Quasi-Supreme-Being, you say you're sure you can kill a Almighty in this realm … 'But he knew that the young man in front of him wasn't bragging. He really did have this ability!
Chu Mo continued to say, "In this way, if I want to trap him, subdue him, and seal him, it'll be too difficult. This killing formation of mine can disintegrate his physical body, leaving only his primordial spirit behind. This way, I can spare his life. Then, I'll seal his primordial spirit. "
Tu Yong muttered to himself, and his face clearly revealed a pained expression. The feeling he gave Chu Mo was that if he could be replaced, Tu Yong would definitely replace his own disciple and suffer this punishment without any hesitation.
Letting Windwalker be executed and suffer this kind of pain was even more painful for him than having to face it himself.
What a deep love!
Chu Mo sighed and didn't rush him. He lowered his head and quietly drank his wine, waiting for Tu Yong's reply.
After a long time, Tu Yong sighed and said, "Set up the formation."
After saying that, he didn't bid farewell to Chu Mo and stood up to leave. His back was full of bleakness and loneliness.
The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, when Chu Mo woke up from his cultivation, he felt that the atmosphere of the whole Gujian Sect was a little different.
It seemed to be full of a cheerful atmosphere.
Chu Mo scanned with his divine sense slightly and knew what had happened.
"Martial uncle is coming back!"
"Martial uncle sent a message back, saying that he's coming back."
"Martial uncle is coming back? That's great! "
"Senior brother is finally willing to go home, I'm so happy."
This Windwalker's influence in the whole Gujian Sect could be seen to be very great.
Chu Mo shook his head with a bitter smile, and once again entered the state of meditation and began to cultivate. No matter when, he had never slacked off on his cultivation for a single day. As long as he had time, the first thing he did was definitely to cultivate.
At noon, the atmosphere of the whole Gujian Sect became even more enthusiastic. There were a lot of people cheering and jumping for joy outside.
It seemed that Windwalker had returned.
Chu Mo didn't go out. He didn't want to alert the enemy, and he could feel that Windwalker was very vigilant. Originally, only Tu Yong knew that he was coming back. But he took the initiative to pass the news of his return to the other people in the sect.
He didn't know if these people leaked any news. This … could only depend on Tu Yong's control over the sect.
At present, it seemed that no one passed this news to Windwalker. Perhaps those people didn't believe that the person they respected the most in their hearts, who was also the most outstanding almighty in the whole Gujian Sect, would be related to the demon race.
Tu Yong's expression was not very good. Although no one in the sect told Windwalker about what happened yesterday, he didn't understand why Windwalker would come back with such great fanfare.
These years, Windwalker had actually come back many times, but almost every time, he came back quietly. There had never been a time like this, where he notified in advance, and then the majority of the people in the sect, especially the young people, were all excitedly welcoming his return.
What did he want to do?
In the distant horizon, a figure, like a gust of wind, blew over quickly.
Many people only felt the wind blow past their ears, and then they saw a tall and handsome young man already kneeling in front of Tu Yong, kowtowing and saying, "Master, unfilial disciple has returned!"
"Get up and follow me," Tu Yong said with a serious face.
The people of Gujian Sect looked at each other. They didn't know why the First Elder was so serious. Could it be that he really believed that Chu Mo's nonsense? Could it be that he really thought that Windwalker was a demon race?
Windwalker was also slightly startled. He glanced at the expressions of the others, then looked at his own master, and said softly, "Master, what happened?"
"Nothing happened, come with me." Tu Yong's tone became stern. "Could it be that even master can't scold you?"
Windwalker slowly stood up, the smile on his face gradually vanishing. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, sensed his surroundings, took two steps back, and said in a low voice, "Master, why do you have to do this?"
"What do you mean?" Tu Yong's voice became somewhat angry.
The other cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect also put away their smiles and looked at the scene with nervous expressions.
"Master, do you still remember what disciple said to you back then?" Windwalker said softly, "I said, one day, I will let master see my excellence. And now, that day … is already getting closer and closer! I want to prove my excellence, and the only way is to achieve the Dao! To become a supreme martial artist! "
At this time, the other disciples of Gujian Sect all looked at Windwalker in a daze. Their eyes were no longer filled with admiration, but they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say.
Windwalker wanted to achieve the Dao? To become a supreme martial artist? In this era? Was this possible?
Tu Yong's chest heaved violently. Finally, he couldn't help but shout Coldly, "Become a supreme martial artist of the demon race? You idiot! Quickly wake up for me! "
The anger of a quasi-supreme martial artist was like a clap of thunder, simply earth-shattering!
The entire sky echoed with Tu Yong's angry roar.
This roar also stunned all the disciples of Gujian Sect, making them dumbfounded.
Windwalker's mood also became obviously agitated, and he said something earth-shattering, "So what if I become a supreme martial artist of the demon race? Can't I? "
Everyone, in an instant, was completely dumbfounded.
Including Tu Yong. This First Elder of Gujian Sect who regarded him as his own son. He seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, and his originally straight back instantly bent.
"Demon race, demon race, demon race! You all always regard the demon race as your mortal enemy, but do you know what the demon race is? Have you ever seen a demon race? "Windwalker roared, his handsome face somewhat distorted." I am a demon! Have I ever harmed you? Have I ever harmed you in any way? But you … Hehehe, I have already contacted you in advance, saying that I will come back, but none of you … none of you told me what happened to the sect. And you … My dearest master, I regard you as my father, you are the closest person to me in this world! But what are you doing? Setting up a formation to kill me? Hahaha … Hahahahaha. Interesting, really interesting! Nothing is more sorrowful than this in the world! "
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