Chapter 438: The casual cultivator

"Brother He, has the golden monster you are chasing escaped?" Mou Zilong asked in a deep voice as if he had changed.

He Yiming's heart was shaking. He immediately knew that he had underestimated the Shinto Senior in front of him. This was mainly because Mou Zilong's first impression was too profound. This outfit similar to a savage was really hard to associate him with a Shinto powerful man.

However, after he sorted out a little, he immediately had the unique aura of a powerful Shinto man.

"Brother Mou, don't worry, that golden monster has been killed." He Yiming shook his wrist slightly, and immediately took out the long golden mouthpart from his hand.

Mou Zilong's eyes lit up slightly. He had been in this world for many years, so he could naturally see the authenticity of this thing at a glance. He nodded slowly, and his eyes glanced at the body of the Shinto Puppet and said, "Brother He is indeed good at kung fu, Mou admires it."

He Yiming smiled and said, "Brother Mou praised me. We joined forces, while Brother Mou hunted alone. The difficulty of it is naturally far from comparable."

His words were sincere. Without the help of Shinto puppet, he would not have caught up with the monster so easily.

Mou Zilong laughed, and he narrowed his eyes, which made him look a little gentle: "Brother He, if I have never been dizzy in my eyes, you should be unsatisfied this year...a hundred and fifty."

The moment he saw He Yiming, the expression of this young man also impressed him. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be a cunning or mature and polite old man. But since he had been promoted to Shinto, he should be at least two hundred years old. Mou Zilong reduced his age by fifty, and he looked down on He Yiming quite well and treated him as a genius that was rare in a thousand years.

He Yiming touched his nose and said, "Brother Mou has great eyesight, I am twenty-fourth this year."

He was not showing off anything, but since he was already together, and Bing Xiaotian and others knew his real age. Since that was the case, it would be better to just say it.

All Mou Zilong's movements were paused, and his narrowed eyes turned into a copper bell again. After hesitating for a while, he said slowly: "It turns out that Brother He is already one hundred and twenty-four."

He Yiming coughed lightly and said, "My 24th this year."

Mou Zilong's eyes became wider and wider, making He Yiming worried whether it would burst out on the spot.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and said, "Okay, okay, okay..."

As for what he was good, he would never say much. But he could already sense that Mou Zilong's attitude towards him had also changed extremely subtlely.

If the eyes he looked at him at first were the superiority of Shinto seniors, then this superiority would have long disappeared at this moment.

Of course, with Mou Zilong's identity, it is impossible to please him humbly, but he let go of his figure and wanted to make friends with He Yiming without any concealment.

"Brother He, what's going on outside?" After talking for a few words, Mou Zilong finally asked a question he was very concerned about.

"Brother Mou, the outside is very different now than before." He Yiming didn't hide anything, anyway, these news will spread here soon.

When Mou Zilong heard the changes in the power of heaven and earth outside and the incredible time comparison, his eyes, which were like copper bells, seemed to be a little bigger.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Well, for me, it's no different for me, whether it's five thousand years or five hundred years."

He Yiming's heart moved slightly and said, "Senior, before you entered this place in the past, which sect was the Shinto elder of the sect?"

Although this sentence is a bit pretentious, the other party is a person from more than 5,000 years ago. No matter what grudges are passed down, they are already in the past, so it is not an exaggeration.

Mou Zilong smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I have no doors or sects, but I am a casual cultivator."

There was a new level of respect in He Yiming's eyes. It turned out that this old man was like Jimo Fanshu, Deng Yichen and others, who were all self-taught talents with grassroots roots in the world.

Compared with those Shinto masters who have powerful sect inheritance, it is much more difficult for them to advance. This is why He Yiming admires them more.

Mou Zilong's expression suddenly moved slightly. He seemed to remember something and said, "I sensed the surging power of heaven and earth three days ago. This vision should be someone who advanced to Shinto. I originally thought that someone followed Shinto power to advance to this place to advance, but now I think that the advanced person should be my brother."

He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "No, it's just my brother."

Mou Zilong's eyes were immediately blaming and said, "Brother He, it's unpleasant to say that you have just advanced to the divine way and have not reached the best level of control over the power of heaven and earth. At this time, you shouldn't be chasing the golden monster." He sighed and said, "I didn't know it at the beginning, otherwise I wouldn't let you go no matter what."

He Yiming blinked suspiciously and said in a deep voice: "Brother Mou, that golden monster is nothing great, it's just killed by my younger brother's puppet."

He subconsciously pushed the credit to the Shinto Puppet, and Mou Zilong had no doubts about it. But he didn't know that although He Yiming had just advanced to Shinto, his physique was extremely special, and he condensed the most powerful fighting skills in the East and the West. In any case, he was not comparable to those ordinary Shinto powerhouses.

The combination of the Five Elements Flower of Reincarnation and the combination of light and darkness is enough to give him an invincible cultivation level at the same level, and the existence of the Yunwu clone should not be underestimated.

Mou Zilong shook his head slightly and looked at He Yiming with some concern. He was just saying, "Brother He, the dead creatures here are powerful, and now they are only a few monsters, and you can easily get rid of them. However, when the reinforcements of those things arrive every hundred years in the future, you should not be careless at all."

He heard his careful introduction, He Yiming was also shocked. He nodded heavily, and became more concerned about the strength of these monsters.

After a change of thought, He Yiming suddenly thought of a question. He asked curiously: "Brother Mou, Lord Shenlong once said that you join forces to open the passage, not to want to come here, but to go to a place of life. What is that place?"

This question was lingering in his heart for many days, but when he was facing the dragon, he didn't dare to ask. At this moment, he advanced to Shinto and asked in a rank master.

Mou Zilong's face suddenly became quite ugly. Although for him, this was a matter of hundreds of years ago, it was precisely because of this that all the powerful Shinto masters were trapped here. Therefore, he remembered everything in the past clearly and clearly.

"Brother He, all these disasters are caused by a scum in our human divine way." Mou Zilong said fiercely.

He Yiming immediately caught the strong hatred in his words.

"Ihe, the powerful Shinto master from all over us, did not commit crimes, and lived well in the East and West, but the old man from the Gods suddenly came to the door and said that he had discovered a place of life, where there was a good thing that we could not refuse. Under his temptation, we also reached an agreement with the divine beasts in the world, and helped him open the space channel with all his might." Mou Zilong sneered twice and said, "You should know the result later. This place is not a place of life at all, but a place full of death."

He Yiming hesitated for a moment and said, "That senior is also called the God's Purposer?"

Mou Zilong laughed in silence and said, "Brother He, the God's Vision is not the name of a certain person, but the title that can only be recognized as the first God's Vision that is recognized by the world. The God's Vision of our generation is an amazing person. He can calculate a thousand years of things and a hundred years of things. It is the first God's Vision in history recognized as the first God's Vision in history. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have been fooled."

Although Mou Zilong's words have a lot of resentment towards the God's Psychic, he is quite envious and admired his abilities.

He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "Where is that God's Concubine now?"

Mou Zilong snorted coldly and said, "After he opened this passage, he felt guilty. When facing many dead creatures, he rushed into it alone." He shook his head and stopped talking.

He Yiming was shocked by it, and he was convinced that the master of Shinto would still die under the siege of these terrifying monsters.

Mou Zilong sighed for a long time and finally said, "But the land of life that the God's Consortium said back then is indeed desirable, and it is not rejected at all. If the path opened up at the beginning is really a land of life, that would be great."

He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly, which made all the temptations that could not be rejected by Shinto. I really don't know what it was.

Mou Zilong could clearly sense He Yiming's eyes that were as physical as he was. He waved his hand and said, "The former divine operator described a magical world. In that world, there is a drug that humans can take as soon as they are born. When humans become adults, everyone will become innate power."

He Yiming opened his mouth wide, and the expression on his face was as strange as it was.

Mou Zilong smiled and said, "You are scared too. We were unbelievable when we heard this sentence back then. If it weren't for the words of the God's Protector, we would have started to scold him long ago."

He Yiming's throat twitched a few times, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Brother Mou, even if they are innate power, you will not be seen by you."

Mou Zilong shook his head repeatedly and said, "Of course we don't care about the innate strong men, but..." His copper bell-like eyes were also extremely round, and he said something that made He Yiming excited and frightened: "What if there is an elixir of immortality there?"
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