Li Mu frowned slightly.
Because he found that the sword cultivator suspected to be Shen Jia didn't know him.
Did he mistake him for someone else?
But was there really such a similar person in the world?
He couldn't even find two similar leaves. How could there be such a similar person?
"What's your name?"
Li Mu asked calmly.
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Jia Shen of the Immortal Heart Sword Sect."
Jia Shen?
The name didn't match.
Li Mu couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Since the other party had a name, it was obvious that he had mistaken him for someone else.
He cupped his hands and was about to make way, but at this moment, an idea flashed through his mind, and he suddenly realized a piece of information —
Jia Shen, wasn't it Shen Jia?
The pronunciation was exactly the same.
Although Li Mu also knew that his idea was a bit whimsical, no matter what, it was still an idea.
Stopping, Li Mu cupped his hands in obeisance and asked, "I have an old friend named Shen Jia, who looks exactly like you. Just now, when I saw you, I couldn't help but fall in love with you. That's why I came here to ask if you know a man named Shen Jia."
Jia Shen looked at Li Mu with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
He said, "Does he look exactly like me? Which friend of yours? What does he do? "
When Li Mu was about to speak, the sword cultivator of the Immortal Heart Sword Sect said, "Junior Fellow Apprentice Jia, go quickly. Don't talk to people you don't know." As he spoke, he glanced at Li Mu and said, "This junior brother of mine is emotionally unstable. Fellow cultivator, please stay away from him."
Then, he forcibly pulled Jia Shen away.
"Huh?"
Li Mu was stunned.
What did he mean?
Why did he feel that the eldest senior fellow apprentice of the Immortal Heart Sword Sect was afraid that Jia Shen would be abducted by him?
Something was wrong.
Intuition told Li Mu that there must be something wrong.
But on an occasion like the Enlightenment Assembly, it was not appropriate to ask anything.
Li Mu watched the group of people of the Immortal Heart Sword Sect leave and did not stop them. But in his mind, he had already begun to find an opportunity to contact the sword cultivator named Jia Shen alone.
In the distance.
Seeing that Li Mu had run into a wall, the young men and women all had different expressions on their faces.
"Master, that kid does look a little like Little Brother Shen. Do you want me to find a chance to beat him up and tie him up for you …" White Tiger approached, lowered its voice, and said with shifty eyes.
Li Mu was speechless.
It was true that one was marked by the company one kept, and one was unreliable.
You're already the White Tiger Palace Master now. You have a high position and authority, yet you're still going to do this sort of despicable thing like sneak attacks. Is it appropriate?
If the Venerable Beast Plane were to find out that I had instigated their White Tiger Palace Master to sneak attack someone else, wouldn't that be disastrous?
Li Mu said, "Ask your men to investigate this Jia Shen and give me a report as soon as possible. The more detailed, the better."
"Alright, Master, watch carefully."
White Tiger patted his chest as a guarantee.
Then, he beckoned over an expert from the White Tiger Hall and gave him a few instructions before ordering him to carry out the task.
There were more and more people in the peach garden.
The Dao Comprehension Conference was a grand event of the Blessed Land of Immortals, because almost all qualified people would be invited to participate.
However, at this time, only the geniuses, disciples, and successors of the younger generation had arrived. Those who were truly qualified and held great power had yet to appear.
Of course, that was except for the White Tiger Palace Master.
White Tiger followed Li Mu with a fawning smile on his face. He was like a shadow, which made many people cover their faces with their hands, especially some young geniuses on the venerable beast platform. They wished they could cover their faces with their hands. This newly promoted White Tiger Palace Lord was too embarrassing.
As for the young experts from the Underworld and the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda, they were even more disdainful and sneering.
"Hahaha, is this the new Palace Master of the Venerable Beast Plane?"
"It's so embarrassing."
"Acting as a dog for an outsider?"
"Haha, it's obvious that crows are born lowly crows. Even if they climb the parasol tree, they can't become divine birds or phoenixes. Haha, this time, the Venerable Beast Plane not only disgraced themselves, but also the Blessed Land of Immortals."
A few troublemakers deliberately approached the White Tiger and shouted loudly.
After saying that, he even roared with laughter.
Everyone could see that they were deliberately provoking White Tiger.
"What did you say?"
"Haha, the Underworld and the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda are almost like stray dogs now. How dare they bark here? Aren't they afraid that their spines will be broken?"
"How dare you! The Palace Master of the Venerable Beast Plane is not someone you can talk about!"
More than a dozen young experts on the Venerable Beast Plane stepped forward and glared at White Tiger.
Although they were also very dissatisfied with White Tiger's attitude and behavior in front of Li Mu and thought that it was a disgrace to the dignity of the Venerable Beast Plane, they could not say it out loud. If someone else wanted to humiliate them, it should be them. How could it be an outsider?
A conflict broke out in the peach garden.
But the owner of the peach garden did not come out to intervene.
The old farmer with a shovel and hoe on his waist was still standing at the entrance gate with a sad face. He was a very incompetent greeter, as if he were deaf.
The geniuses on both sides cursed and were about to start a fight.
In particular, the people of the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda and the Underworld looked eager to have a go, as if they could not wait and had no scruples at all.
Li Mu felt that the atmosphere seemed a little strange.
He had thought that the disciples of the Underworld and the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda, as the opponents of the alliance of the four major forces of the temples, would only mock and insult the Venerable Beast Plane. But judging from their posture, they seemed to want to directly start a fight in the peach garden.
Many pairs of eyes looked in their direction.
Bang!
A genius from the Mansion of the Dead, who was clad in black soft armor and had an indistinct black mist swirling around his body, causing the space and light within three meters of him to slightly distort, suddenly made his move. He struck out with his palm, and a pitch-black palm print appeared as if it was dyed with ink.
On the opposite side, a young expert on the Venerable Beast Plane with a leopard head and a human body roared angrily. With lightning flowing in his palm, he slashed out.
Boom!
Their palms collided.
The atmosphere suddenly became intense, as if a flame had fallen into a frying pan.
Instantly, the swords and sabers were unsheathed.
All kinds of immortal artifacts were taken out in an instant. They lingered in the void and illuminated the peach garden with a myriad of colors.
"Is fighting allowed in the Dao Comprehension Convention?"
Li Mu was very surprised.
The genius from the Star-Observing Mansion, Tianquan Zi, said, "As long as the battle doesn't affect the peach trees, it's allowed. It doesn't matter even if someone dies. The owner of the peach orchard once killed hundreds of experts from the Spirit Spring Sect in a fit of rage. Their corpses were buried under the peach trees as fertilizer …"
"Huh?"
Li Mu was stunned.
There's such a thing?
"What happened next?" Li Mu asked.
Fear and respect flashed across Tian Quanzi's eyes. He sighed and said, "Later on, the Spirit Spring Sect disappeared from the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals. Originally, it had the chance to become one of the seven major forces, but now, it has been taken over by the Peach Garden Lord.
This is also one of the proofs that the master of the peach garden alone is a powerful force. "
Damn.
Li Mu complained in his heart.
This was a very flashy move.
Boom boom boom!
The battle had begun.
Six or seven pairs of Venerable Beast Racks and the disciples of the Dead Mansion and the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda were fighting in the peach orchard. They were all at the Fairy Emperor Realm, and the fluctuations of the battle were quite strong.
But thinking about it, it was also because they were afraid of the rules of the owner of the peach orchard, so they still very carefully controlled the aftermath of the battle and tried to stay as far away from the peach trees as possible. If they were careless and swept away even a leaf, it would become fertilizer and be buried under the trees.
"Beat him to death. Come on."
"Beat him hard for me."
"Harder, harder."
As the initiator of the incident, White Tiger did not feel the slightest guilt or anger. Instead, he cheered loudly and tried to fan the flames as if he was watching a good show, as if he was afraid that the battle was not fierce enough to kill someone.
Li Mu had to cover his forehead out of habit.
"What a weirdo."
"Idiot."
He shifted his feet and stood a little further away from the white tiger.
At this time, suddenly, a jet of black sword light, like a meteor, flew out of the battle circle at an extremely fast speed, and precisely stabbed at Hua Xiangrong.
A sharp light flashed in front of Li Mu's eyes.
He moved.
The next moment, he had already appeared in front of Hua Xiangrong. He raised his hand and grasped the sword light in his palm. Then, he directly compressed it with his great supernatural power and turned it into a touch of black brilliance, which kept jumping between his five fingers like a small black snake. It struggled to escape, but failed to do so at all.
Hua Xiangrong, who had been sitting, stood up and came to the side of Li Mu.
In the surprise attack just now, the attacker was at the peak of the Former Emperor Realm. On the surface, he seemed to be much stronger than Hua Xiangrong. In the eyes of outsiders, if Li Mu had not reacted quickly and attacked first, Hua Xiangrong might have been seriously injured in an instant.
"Mu Mu's strength has improved very fast … Unfortunately, he didn't succeed."
In the distance, someone saw this scene, sighed, and hid again.
In the field.
Li Mu's eyes were flashing with fierce killing intent.
The sword just now was not the aftermath of the battle.
Someone did it on purpose.
Although this level of attack was not a threat to Hua Xiangrong.
But at that moment, Li Mu still secretly told Hua Xiangrong not to take action to avoid exposing her strength, and he himself blocked the blow for Hua Xiangrong. After all, the challenge tournament on the Immortal Ancient Battlefield would start soon, and Li Mu did not want Hua Xiangrong to expose her strength now, because she would be the main target.
"Stop."
Li Mu bellowed.
Like a world-destroying thunder, it suddenly exploded in the ears of the geniuses who were fighting.
The terrible sound wave had a kind of destructive power. The dozen people who were fighting were shocked pale, and their celestial qi was disordered. They staggered back and looked at Li Mu in horror.
"You, come here."
Li Mu walked over and crooked his finger at one of them.
It was a genius on the Venerable Beast Platform.
This guy was half human and half snake, with a human head and upper body. Judging from his appearance, he was about 23 or 24 years old. Below his waist and abdomen, there was a black snake tail, and the black fine scales were like metal. He held two snake tongues in his hands, and his whole body was surrounded by black poisonous fog, which formed a unique protective field.
The half-snake young man's face slightly changed. He looked at the White Tiger Palace Master and found that the latter was staring at him. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Li Mu and said, "Your Excellency, what do you want?"
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