My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 27 Lingmiao Peak Master: Am I redundant?

"Hehehe, little Ouyang, I never thought that there would be a day when you would ask me for help.

Have you finally realized that I am better than you?"

The devilish laughter resounded through the sky, and then an extremely large black warship slowly sailed towards this side from the horizon.

After the disciples present heard the call, they immediately became excited.

"Who is this? He's so brave that he dares to call old Ouyang a monster. I bet he won't survive for three days."

"Not three days, maybe three hours."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't think too much. Elder Ouyang just doesn't look like a good person, but he really is a good person.

What's more, the person who shouted was invited by Elder Ouyang.

I think no matter what, he will definitely be able to live well before his usefulness is exhausted.

As for where he came from, we just need to carry him back."

"From what you're saying, you can leave him with an intact body? That old monster Ouyang is really kind-hearted."

……

Xu Mo listened to the words of his senior brothers and sisters in the field, and felt extremely subtle in his heart.

Why do these seniors seem so relaxed?

Or is it that the mental state of those who practice cultivation is inherently relaxed?
Instead, it’s my fault that I can’t wait to have a moment of rest every day?
He always felt that the disciples of Lingmiao Peak in the venue were particularly happy, which made him a little envious.

Maybe I should relax a little once in a while.

But when he thought about his immortality fruit and his current cultivation of Taoism and spiritual nourishment.

He immediately shook his head firmly.

No matter how safe this world is, accidents can always happen.

Since I am destined to make it to the end, I should naturally improve my strength before any accidents happen.

Otherwise, even though he clearly possessed the ability to achieve immortality, he would have died before reaching the later stages due to his momentary indulgence in pleasure and laxity.

Wouldn't that be a complete waste of the ability to live forever?

Anyway, I have plenty of time. When I become invincible in the future, I can live however I want.

Xu Mo, who had reaffirmed his Daoist heart, glanced at his fellow practitioners in the arena and sighed inwardly:
It’s a pity that I can’t share happiness with you in this life. I hope everyone can live longer, and one day in the distant future, I can chat and laugh with you again.

During this time when Xu Mo was lost in thought.

The pitch-black warship in the sky finally arrived here slowly as everyone was eagerly waiting.

Then an old man in flowing white clothes, with an elegant temperament, a flowing shawl, and a kind smile on his face like a spring breeze, slowly walked out of the cabin.

Behind him, there was a tall, handsome-looking young man in black clothes.

Xu Mo was slightly stunned when he saw the person coming, and he was a little confused. Is there someone else who hasn't come out yet?
Where was the person who was shouting with that devilish laugh before?

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man walking in front looked down at the field from above.

Then he smiled with satisfaction, nodded, and spoke slowly.

"Hehehe, little Ouyang, you're quite sensible, calling so many people to greet me.

It seems that what you are asking of me is not a small matter.

Yes, I am very satisfied with your arrangement.

In that case, while I'm in a good mood, please tell me what you need my help with.

Anyway, if you can't solve the problem, I can definitely solve it easily without wasting much time.

When things are settled, you can invite me for a drink, and this trip will be complete."

Xu Mo widened his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man above him in disbelief.

Is this the old man Wanmo that Elder Ouyang mentioned?
I can only say that this name is quite suitable, all demons give rise to all kinds of appearances.

He really couldn't imagine how that warm face, which made people feel like a good person at first glance, could emit such a devilish laugh.

The only person who can combine these two completely opposite characteristics in one person is a demon.

Xu Mo was still in a daze when Elder Ouyang beside him reached out and patted his shoulder, bringing him back to his senses.

Then he said coldly: "Let's change people." After that, he ignored the old man Wanmo who was still gloating in the air, turned around and left with Xu Mo.

When Old Man Wanmo saw Elder Ouyang's actions, he became anxious and shouted.

Then the figure turned into a phantom and blocked Elder Ouyang's way.

Then he reached out and tugged at Elder Ouyang's sleeve, and said with a grin on his face:

"Hey, don't run.

Don’t you like me calling you a little devil?

But there is no way. After all, I am an hour older than you, so I am your elder.

Isn't it normal for an elder to call a younger person a little devil?

That’s a nickname.”

Elder Ouyang stared at the other party with a frown and sneered.
“For those who practice cultivation, those who are accomplished come first. Only the incompetent will focus on age.

Your behavior only proves that in your mind, apart from age, you are not better than me in any other way."

The smile on Elder Wanmo's face froze, and he glared at Elder Ouyang, pointing his finger at him and shouting:
"What did you say? I'm not as good as you? What a joke!

I am better than you in every way."

Then the two of them glared at each other, and the atmosphere in the field became a little solemn for a moment.

Seeing this, the brothers and sisters who were watching around started whispering to each other.

"As expected, a fight is about to break out."

"What should we do? Who should we help?"

"Isn't this nonsense? He must be helping old monster Ouyang.

Even though he's usually fierce and harsh, he's still an elder of Lingmiao Peak after all. I can't let outsiders bully him, right?"

"But the key point is that the other party is a guest invited by old monster Ouyang. It would be inappropriate for us to attack the guest, right?"

"That makes sense. Then no one will help. We'll just watch."

"No, have you forgotten? Our Junior Brother Xu is still over there.

If they start fighting later, Junior Brother Xu’s small arms and legs will be in trouble.”

"Right, right, right. Old Monster Ouyang and the others can fight as they please. They must not hurt our Junior Brother Xu."

"That's true. In fact, Elder Ouyang is already old. He basically has no further progress to make in this lifetime, so it doesn't matter to him.

Anyway, we now have Junior Brother Xu who has unlimited potential in Lingmiao Peak.

We just need to protect Junior Brother Xu."

"That's not right, the Peak Master is also over there, and our Peak Master is an honest man.

If a fight really breaks out, he definitely won't dare to fight back, whether it's against Elder Ouyang or the guest.

Are we just going to watch him get beaten?"

"It's okay, the Peak Master is in his prime now, the age when he can withstand the most beatings.

Right now, protecting Junior Brother Xu is the most important thing. As for the Peak Master, let him handle it on his own for a while."

"Is...is this good?"

"What's wrong with that? Or do you not want to protect Junior Brother Xu?"

"Uh... let the Peak Master handle it for a while."

"..."

The Saint Jiu Miao listened to the discussion of his disciples with extremely complicated feelings.

He was very pleased that his disciples protected their junior brother, and secretly admired him in his heart, saying, "He is worthy of being the child of Lingmiao Peak. That's great!"

But he always felt that something was wrong.

Why does it feel like Lingmiao Peak no longer has its own place?
Is it an illusion?

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(End of this chapter)