These fairy weapons were the leftovers he had picked out.
In his hands, there were still about 20 high-quality fairy weapons.
He had carefully selected them to be reserved for Hua Xiangrong, Wang Shiyu, Yuan Hou, and other close people.
Li Mu was also a human being.
So, of course, he would be selfish.
The best was reserved for the people closest to him.
In the brief silence, there was no looting in the hall.
Every expert stood up and silently picked out six fairy weapons from the pile of fairy weapons. Then, they cupped their hands to Li Mu and turned to leave.
A quarter of an hour later, all the experts in the hall had left.
All the fairy weapons had also been selected.
The air was a little quiet.
Old Fish looked at Li Mu in surprise and said, "Are you really going to take the initiative to attack with these remnants?"
Li Mu said, "Isn't this part of your plan?"
The old faker said, "Even so, the remnants of the other major races and forces have a reason to fight to the death for the continuation of their bloodline and martial arts inheritance. But what is your reason for taking the risk to fight?"
There was a teasing curiosity in his eyes and tone.
Li Mu said lightly, "I don't know where the seeds of other forces or races will eventually hide and retreat to, but I am sure that some of them will definitely retreat to the Ziwei Star Zone. Am I right?"
The old faker nodded and said, "Yes."
Li Mu said again, "If I guessed correctly, Taixuan Academy will eventually retreat to the Ziwei Star Zone, right?"
The old faker grinned and said, "Boy, you are getting smarter and smarter."
"I have always been smart." Li Mu didn't care about the old faker's teasing. He looked unprecedentedly calm and asked, "In that case, what do you think I am fighting for?"
The old faker didn't say anything.
Li Mu said again, "Some people in Taixuan Academy were brought to the Chaotic World from the Ziwei Star Zone by me. I originally wanted to give them a broader future, but …"
Who knew that there would be an immortal tribulation?
"Since I'm the one who brought them here, I'll bring them back alive. Not only that, I will not let the Ziwei Star Zone be discovered by the immortal world, and I will seal the space gate from the Chaotic World to the Ziwei Star Zone … The latter should be the purpose of your Sky Covering Action, right? "
The old faker nodded.
He twirled a few strands of his thick, black beard and curled his lips. "I thought you would find an excuse to run away or try to bargain with me. After all, you don't have much of a sense of identity with this world. I didn't expect you to have such a resolution and really want to take the risk."
Li Mu looked at the old faker as if he was looking at an idiot.
"How many times have I fought for others in my life?"
He had a self-deprecating look on his face.
"From the very beginning, didn't you send me to the Divine Land so that I could fight for Earth?"
"Later on, I returned to Earth as I wished. The Earth's secret realm opened, and I was still fighting for Earth …"
"After that, I fought for the Zi Wei Galaxy."
"After that, I fought for the humans of the chaosworld."
"Now, I will fight for the chaosworld."
Li Mu spread out his hands and said, "All my life, since I stepped into the universe, I've been fighting for others. I've never lived a good life for myself … I've gotten used to it."
The old faker looked at Li Mu in surprise.
Li Mu said, "Don't look at me like that. I've said so much not to complain. I just want to tell you, in fact, in many cases, don't always treat me as a child. I'm not as childish as you think."
"Well, I'm done."
Li Mu clapped his hands and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
The old faker said, "But you're just complaining."
Li Mu cursed inwardly.
"It's not easy for me to create an atmosphere, but your words have ruined it."
"Don't you want to ask how Taixuan Academy is going to get out of the Chaotic World after attracting the forces of the 36 advance teams from the immortal world here?"
The old faker said.
Li Mu said, "That's what you have to do. I will do what I should do. You don't have to explain to me what you have to do. There is still a little trust between us. "
The old faker was stunned and waved his hand impatiently. "Get out of here."
Li Mu walked out with a grin.
Qing Feng followed him closely.
Only the old faker was left in the hall.
He sat in silence for a while and muttered to himself, "Little guy, you've grown up."
Compared with Ye Qingyu, Li Mu's life was indeed very passive.
He had been constantly moving forward passively under the urging of others and the push of the environment. Li Mu said that he had been fighting for others all his life, and it was true.
The old faker still remembered the scene when he finally found Li Mu after he came to Earth.
The child that grew out of the last longevity tree in the Kunlun Secret Realm was crystal clear like a crystal doll. Indescribably pure immortal power was exuding from the child.
In his muscles and bones, there were immortal talismans that had never been seen before, densely flowing.
There were thunder clouds in the sky.
There were Earthveins spurting on the ground.
There were fairy flowers falling from the sky.
There were holy sounds on the ground.
The strange phenomenon between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared when he picked the child from the tree.
The last trace of spiritual power of Ancient Kunlun disappeared.
The longevity tree turned into ashes in an instant.
And the many strange phenomena on the child and the vast immortal power also disappeared.
It was like a reincarnation.
Everything that belonged to the child's previous life was washed away in the reincarnation, and all the past was cut off.
Since then, the earth, a mysterious place that even the immortals could not understand, had many vast and endless secret realms. But the Ancient Kunlun Secret Realm, which had once given birth to the Queen Mother of the West and the legend of the mother and ancestor of the immortals, was missing.
"I came from a distant place to find my own way."
"Now, that dog has been enlightened."
"There's not much time left."
"Little Yezi and the others are probably struggling in the immortal world."
"It's time for the last image of the four symbols to appear."
"Child, you are destined to fight for others."
"Because this is your destiny."
The old faker sighed inwardly.
On many occasions, he also felt sorry for Li Mu.
Li Mu had friends, but his friends often couldn't keep up with him and gradually fell behind.
Li Mu had a lover, but his lover was also gradually left behind by him.
Li Mu's pace was getting faster and faster.
He also had to move faster and faster.
Because there was not much time left for him in this world.
He needed to walk at a speed far beyond that of ordinary people.
It was destined that he would gradually abandon his contemporaries one by one.
All the way, loneliness followed him.
The old faker shook his head.
All living beings suffered.
Li Mu suffered the most.
"When Fang Huamei returns from Huining City, the operation will begin. Little Li, you still have to go on. "
The old faker also smiled bitterly.
…
…
A strange smell of fresh blood permeated the entire hall.
This was where the gate of the Thousand Flames Holy Land was located.
An immortal in a blue robe was writing scriptures with a blue pen.
Every time he wrote, a stream of immortal power burst out from the desk.
In front of the desk, there was a human-shaped shelf.
On the shelf, two people were being roasted with immortal shackles.
Two very ordinary people.
They didn't even have any cultivation. They were not even martial artists.
Mortal blood flowed in their bodies.
One was a father.
The other was a son.
The father was only in his thirties.
The son was only five or six years old.
"Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder, I beg you, you are a merciful and compassionate immortal, please spare us." The father struggled in fear. "We are just ordinary people, we don't even know martial arts."
The son trembled and cried, "Dad, I'm scared."
The immortal smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. I just want to make a Painting of Immortals and Mortals. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all."
He pointed the blue pen in his hand at the crying boy's chest.
The tip of the blue pen pierced into the boy's chest like a sharp blade.
"Dad, help me. Dad, it hurts. It hurts so much …" The boy's hands and feet, which were locked, suddenly straightened and cried in horror.
"No, stop, stop right now."
The father struggled desperately. His eyes were red and dripping blood, but how could he get rid of the immortal shackles?
"Don't be afraid. It will be your turn soon."
The immortal was still smiling.
The tip of his pen cut open the boy's chest and dipped a drop of heart blood directly into his heart.
The blue pen tip suddenly turned dark red.
Then, he used the blue pen to paint.
The boy's body trembled violently. It seemed that he would not survive.
"Ahhh, devil, you are a devil. You deserve to die ten thousand times. You will definitely be killed, definitely … I … I will not let you go even if I become a ghost. Devil, ahhh …" The father's eyes were dripping blood. Looking at his son's miserable state, his heart was broken and he was in despair.
The immortal's expression was still indifferent.
After he finished painting, the tip of the pen touched the father's chest. Then, he took out a drop of heart blood and dipped it into the tip of the pen.
Using the blood as ink, he continued to paint.
The pitiful mortal father and son on the shelf twitched and endured indescribable pain. Finally, they were tortured to death.
"Someone, take the materials of these two corpses down and make them into specimens … Then bring that Quasi-emperor from the lower domain up here."
The immortal said as if it was normal.
There was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.
Soon, a few martial practitioners from the Thousand Flames Sacred Land brought the mortal father and son who had already died in pain away.
At the same time, a Quasi-emperor Sword Immortal from the Hidden Sword Sea was brought up.
If the Crazy Sword Sword was here, he would definitely be shocked.
Because the person who was brought up was one of the six great Sword Immortals of the Hidden Sword Sea, the Crazy Sword Sword.
The Sword Immortal, who was supposed to have died in battle, had actually appeared here and was still alive.
However, he had lost an arm and a leg, and his body was already crippled.
But his mind was still clear. He was shackled by the immortal dao and fixed on the cross like the mortal father and son, unable to break free.
"Bastards of the Immortal World … You bunch of bastards who deserve eternal damnation. Use whatever methods you have. If I say that I'm afraid, then I'm not a seed of the Hidden Sword Sea."
The usually gentle and refined Crazy Sword shouted sternly.
He was like an enraged lion.
The immortal smiled faintly. "The mortal part of the Immortal and Mortal Painting is finished. Your blood is suitable for painting immortals. Don't be noisy. What's the point of being angry now?"
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