"Huh?"
It was the first time Li Mu had heard of such a thing.
"If that's the case, things are getting interesting."
"No wonder these arrogant descendants of the gods are all gathered in Tianxuan Mountain. They said that they are going to stop the Anti-Demons, but the most fundamental reason is to fight for the key to the Immortal Palace that might be brought back by the six races."
"Back then, the key was broken and divided into six parts, which were owned by the six Anti-Demons. Today, we are gathered here. Although we seem to have many people, in fact, the ones who can really influence the battle are the top experts in the Upper Emperor Realm. Only people like the Yun Guang Holy Girl can defeat the Anti-Demons. The other ordinary cultivators are just assistants."
The immortal little Taoist pointed to the sky and said, "Look carefully. What kind of changes have happened to the Gate of Ancient Ancestors?"
Li Mu looked up, and his expression changed.
It turned out that at some point in time, the huge vortex gate had actually started to split apart, turning from one large gate into six smaller ones.
The six small space-time passages with a diameter of about 100 meters gradually became clear.
"Each space-time passage represents a path of Anti-Demons. The key to the Immortal Palace is also the key to breaking the formation. Without the key to the Immortal Palace, we can't open the formation of this galaxy. Therefore, we must have six experts with the same strength as the Yun Guang Holy Girl to guard the six passages, kill the invading Anti-Demons, and seize the key. Otherwise, if any of the fragments are missing, we can't put together the complete key. At that time, it will be impossible to open the Immortal Palace. And if the Anti-Demons sneak into the Immortal Palace, there will be endless troubles."
The immortal little Taoist said with a solemn face.
An idea flashed in Li Mu's mind, and he suddenly understood the purpose of the little Taoist little Taoist saying so much.
"So, you just asked me to join you. Do you want me to guard one of the six passages and seize the fragments?" Li Mu asked in surprise.
The immortal little Taoist said, "Exactly."
Li Mu was suspicious. "You think so highly of me?"
"You are the owner of the forbidden weapon, the God Wounding Broadsword. It is also lethal to the Anti-Demons, so you are the most qualified." The Little Immortal Taoist Child explained, "Originally, if the successor of the Yu-Listening Family had rushed over, there would naturally be no need for Brother Li to take action. However, for some reason, the successor of the Yu-Listening Family has yet to appear even though the opening of the Gate of the Ancient Ancestors is imminent, and we can't contact him."
Li Mu understood that he was just a spare tire.
However, it wasn't that he couldn't agree to it.
He also hated the Six Great Clans.
This time, he had come to the Profound Heaven Mountain to stop the six races.
"I have a question." Li Mu said, "If I kill the Ni Mo and get one of the six key fragments, who will it belong to?"
The little Daoist boy lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Well, according to the previous agreement between the parties, the fragment belongs to whoever obtains it. This means that when the immortal treasury opens, you will get a chance to enter the immortal palace to search for treasures. So, in theory, it belongs to you, Brother Li."
"In theory?" Li Mu smiled and said, "What about in practice?"
"In fact …" The little Daoist boy looked embarrassed. Finally, he smiled and said, "If Brother Li can keep the fragment with your own strength, it will be the best. If you can't … well, I suggest that you can actually exchange it for something of equal value."
His words were tactful, but the meaning was obvious.
Li Mu was already very surprised to hear such words coming out of his mouth.
"Okay."
Without any hesitation, Li Mu agreed.
It was a business that was sure to be profitable.
"By the way, except for Holy Girl Yun Guang, who are the other main candidates to stop the Ni Mo?" Today's events had developed to this point, which was really beyond Li Mu's expectation.
The strength of Holy Girl Yun Guang in today's battle surprised Li Mu.
According to the Little Immortal Taoist Child, except for the successor of the Yu-Listening Family who was late for some reason, there were at least four descendants of the gods at the same level as Holy Girl Yun Guang. They had formed a camp and came to the Tianxuan Mountain to fight against the Ni Mo of the six races.
Therefore, Li Mu was very curious about who they were.
The little Daoist boy said, "There is Young Master Lei Zang of the Thunder Tribe, Fairy Shuiyue of the Fog Tribe, Young Master Invisible of the Wind Tribe, and Yin Jiuyou, the young master of the Ghost Tribe. However, none of them came to the Sword Discourse Square, so it's a pity that I can't introduce you to them."
Li Mu said, "In that case, is Holy Girl Yun Guang the successor of the Cloud Tribe?"
The little Daoist boy smiled and said, "Brother Li, you are really smart. That's right. Back then, the Dark Yellow Divine Tribe built the Immortal Palace and Celestial Court. There are six tribes, namely Wind, Rain, Thunder, Cloud, Ghost, and Hidden. There are also four branches, namely Pure Yang, Mixed Origin, Spirit Beauty, and Mountain Sun. And … Forget it. The people who came today are all from these six tribes and four branches. The rest of the people from the Immortal Palace will not show up for the time being. Brother, you may meet them in the future. My junior brother and I are also one of the candidates to fight against the six Ni Mo. "
Li Mu memorized all these names in his heart.
The Dark Yellow Divine Tribe built a force called the Immortal Palace and Celestial Court. The six tribes and four branches were just a part of it. As one of the six tribes, the Cloud Tribe was already so powerful as a descendant. One could imagine how powerful the Immortal Palace Celestial Court was back then.
"Brother Li, since you have agreed, it's settled."
The little Daoist boy reminded him a few more times, and the matter was settled.
On the Sword Discourse Square, most of the people who came to watch the show had already left.
Originally, everyone thought that today would be the day of Li Mu's death.
The Five Mountains Divine Alliance had set up the stage. However, the Old Sword Master had only sung two lines when the stage was smashed. Even the mighty Virgin Goddess Yun Guang was smashed by Li Mu when she was only halfway through her performance.
Li Mu's performance left a deep impression on them.
Whether it was the God-Hurting Broadsword or Li Mu's own power, they both showed great potential. It could be said that many descendants of the gods had a shocking impression of mortals. When they left, the topic of many people was still Li Mu's performance.
However, since Li Mu had provoked such a "big shot" like the Holy Girl Yun Guang, he suddenly turned from a popular person to a god of plague. Therefore, for a moment, no one dared to come up and talk to Li Mu.
While they were talking, a servant of the Thunder Department came to invite the little Daoist boy, saying that the descendants of the other four tribes had gathered together.
"Brother Li, you should first return to your campsite. In about four to six hours, the battlefield of the six great passageways will open. At that time, I will have Junior Brother Undying come to invite you. Brother Li, make your preparations early … Junior Brother, help me send Brother Li off."
The little Daoist boy cupped his hands politely and left with the servant of the Thunder Department.
His junior brother, the Immortal Taoist, saw Li Mu out of the Sword Discourse Square.
"Brother Li, my senior brother likes to focus on the overall situation. He does things repeatedly and plans a lot. Sometimes, he doesn't care too much about other people's feelings, so you don't have to worry too much about what happened before."
The Immortal Taoist said.
"How could I?" Li Mu said.
The Immortal Taoist added, "That woman Yun Guang will seek revenge for the smallest grievance. She will do anything to achieve her goals. She is very wild. You should be careful. She will definitely play dirty."
Li Mu looked at him in surprise. He smiled and said, "Taoist priest, you're just a shallow friend. You're too deep."
A smile appeared on the young and handsome face of the Immortal Taoist. He said, "To be honest, I admire you very much."
Li Mu grinned and said, "Thank you."
"Also, many people may be interested in that saber of yours, including that woman Yun Guang. So, you should be more careful. No matter what price others pay for it, don't give up on that saber. Its value is beyond your imagination."
The Immortal Taoist leaned over and whispered.
Li Mu asked with great interest, "What is its value on earth?"
He was already very curious about the origin and significance of the broadsword.
"You don't know?" The Immortal Taoist said, "Well, I don't have a mother. It's a long story. It's not appropriate to talk about it today. When the time comes, you will naturally know it." Speaking of this, he thought of something again and said with a smile, "Of course, if you really want this broadsword, you can consider me first."
"Okay." Li Mu nodded.
The Daoist Priest Indestructible was surprised, but he soon smiled and left.
Li Mu watched the young Taoist leave, and his impression of the Immortal Taoist increased greatly.
This Taoist was a little interesting.
He walked along the way, and came to the camp of China under the gaze of all kinds of people.
The battle was over.
In the camp, the stupid Husky was riding on the back of a yellow-spotted and black-striped tiger, enjoying the feeling of a tiger rider.
The ferocious tiger was huge, with a height of two meters. Including its tail, it was more than ten meters long. Its whole body was shrouded in demonic aura, and it looked very majestic. With one look, one could tell that it was a great demon with great cultivation. However, when it was ridden by a fat and stupid husky, its majesty was instantly gone.
The key point was that the tiger's face was full of rich expressions and flattery. There was no dignity of the king of beasts. It was even worse than a pug.
"Hey? Li Mu, you're back? Look at my favorite mount. It's very obedient. I named it 'Rotten Boy'. What do you think? "The stupid dog saw Li Mu came back and showed off its achievement to Li Mu.
"As long as you're happy."
Li Mu mourned for the tiger in his heart.
Did this count as meeting the wrong person?
The person in charge of the camp, Ouyang Fu, quickly came up to report and explained the situation of the battle. Five or six of them were injured, but no one died. As for the demon cultivators who came to attack, except for the last few who saw the opportunity and ran away, the rest were buried here — mainly because a group of old men were too fierce. The type 81 horse rifle knocked down almost all the demon cultivators, and it was almost impossible to hold them back.
"Hey, Little Mu, you're back? These little demons can't take a beating. "
Old Zhang was using a bayonet to peel off the skin of a black sheep that had been beaten to death and revealed its original form. It seemed that he was preparing to roast the whole sheep.
On the other side, Li Mu saw that there were also animal skins, leopard skin, cow skin, mink skin … They were all extremely smooth. At first glance, it was obvious that they were of good quality. They were hung on the temporarily erected wooden poles, with a smell of blood.
"Haha, in the past when I went hunting in the mountains, I couldn't even catch such good game."
"Such good tanned skin can be sold for a high price."
"Short-sighted. What are you selling? Get a leather coat and give it to your tigress. If she's happy, I promise she won't let you smoke, drink or play mahjong anymore …"
The old men were in high spirits, like a group of hunters who had returned from a hunt.
Li Mu watched as the big demons were beaten to death and revealed their original forms. They were skinned and hung on iron hooks. Their stomachs were dug out, and they were about to be steamed in the pot. They were no different from the pigs killed during the Spring Festival. Li Mu didn't know what to say.
These demon cultivators … were really pitiful.
Li Mu's gaze fell on the type 81 horse rifle in the hands of the old men.
Magic weapon?
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