Although Master Luo today, has already can't be to compare with the other day, but do not because heart to feel proud and lead to leave the hand insufficient determination, Wuling this person, must not degree according to common sense, he must have been useful. Besides that, his strength, must not be condescending.
If one strike can finish the job, never use two.
"I also deeply analyzed Wuling, on that day, President Wei couldn't take him directly. There is a remains of Tian Shou Dao Zhen in him, and there may even be other even more terrifying existence."
His master and Mao You San are in conflict, and Wuling serves as a medium, one of the "battlefields" where the two are contending. However, at present, we have not seen the necessity of Wuling to him, which means that the use of Wuling is still hidden, not yet revealed.
More importantly, Wuling is the heart demon of Luo Dao Zhen. Who are you not also Wuling's heart demon? He can still roam outside, interfere with the Feng family, and even talk casually with Si Yan Zhen when he meets him. This represents a point that he wants to actively deal with you. This also means that in the heart of Jiuqu Mountain, you make him feel that there is no threat!
To put it more accurately, he might have been a threat at that time, but he must have adjusted and changed himself according to the threat you posed.
Wu Jinlan's words were rather tangled.
I stood there for a moment in shock.
Because I have to admit that I think differently from Wu Jinlan.
It was because of Lao Gong's reminder not to kill Wuling directly that I decided to torture him instead.
Moreover, I don't think Wuling could be my opponent, nor do I think that his strength can grow faster than me or even match mine.
I've always considered my opponents to be Wuling's master.
"Little Wu Zi, you're very meticulous and your analysis isn't bad, but when it comes to the strength of that little scamp, you might have really miscalculated. Oh no, it's not that; it might be that your understanding of my strength isn't very clear. Just now, that big thunder split the pond dry." Lao Gong grew a bit dissatisfied.
"With caution, one can sail for a thousand years. Grandfather Lao Gong, now that you don't have a body and only a soul, you've overlooked the potential danger to yourself. Most of the time, you haven't been afraid, which has led to you forgetting that Mr. should control the whole situation to ensure there are no mishaps and to ensure he's in complete control." Wu Jinlan opened his mouth again to correct Lao Gong.
"Ah, my temper is so fierce." Lao Gong made a gesture as if to roll up his sleeves.
"He's right, that person is very sick." Wei Youming appeared at Lao Gong's side.
Initially, Wei Youming was able to follow Lao Gong out because Lao Gong said there was someone with a heavier illness than Sun Zhuo.
Who would have thought that Wuling actually survived to this day.
"Be careful and there will be no big mistakes. I indeed cannot give him any chance to catch his breath, so that he might harm someone from the Feng family, or hurt Si Yan."
"That's right, the last time he wasn't even a real person, and this time he can actually have normal interaction with Si Yan for over a dozen days. If his strength is not enough, Si Yan would have taken action by now. These are all details." I replied to Wu Jinlan, who lit up with a smile and nodded enthusiastically.
Lao Gong mumbled something again in his mouth, then he vanished without a trace. Wei Youming's ghost mist, however, grew increasingly dense. After reaching a certain limit, it enveloped Wu Jinlan's face. When the ghost mist dissipated, there was an unframed pair of glasses there.
"This..." Wu Jinlan was scared.
"What am I worthy of... President Wei, you..." For a moment, Wu Jinlan was at a loss and had no idea what to do.
"You have a good mind. If the other side finds out about your problem, they will kill you first. You being dead is not a good thing." The voice of Wei Youming echoed emptily within the room.
Wu Jinlan let down his hands and smiled bitterly.
I also smiled, Wei Youming's actions undoubtedly made me much more at ease.
Indeed, Wu Jinlan needs protection more.
At the moment, I no longer need Wei Youming's help in any way.
Maybe, the aura around me still makes him uncomfortable.
As expected, the next moment, a gray-purplish ghostly aura emerged from my body, swirling around and merging into Wu Jinlan's shoulder.
"Alright alright, although Little Wu Zi doesn't give Grandpa Lao Gong face, Grandpa Lao Gong still loves and cares for you, don't let people bully you. You're too smart and there are also problems, otherwise, you might be choked to death first."
"I'll inform the master..." Before he could finish his sentence, Wu Jinlan bowed and said: "I'll do it. Luo Dao Zhen, please rest well. After resting, also come to look at these pictures and remember the locations."
Regarding this, I no longer insisted on anything.
Wu Jinlan will definitely explain it more clearly.
And also, after absorbing so much information at once, I started to have no feeling. Now I felt a bit tired and needed some rest.
After all, whether it's meditation or concentration, in the end, nothing compares to a good night's sleep.
Turning back to the room, I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, and quickly fell into a dreamland.
At first, it was normal, but soon I started to dream.
At first, the surroundings were pitch-black, and I could hear faint crying sounds, the cries of a strange baby, which were both indistinct and familiar. In the darkness, it seemed like shadows were struggling, trying to come closer to me.
This dream was very long and very heart-clogging.
Suddenly, when the shadow in the darkness stopped right in front of me.
In the dream, I raised my hand and reached out in front of me!
The darkness suddenly dispersed.
What I grabbed was a bald eagle that was wildly struggling. In front of me, there were many bald eagles flapping their wings and flying upwards!
The familiar yet unfamiliar cry of the baby was replaced by the sound of wings flapping.
This dream is different...
I could feel that I wanted to get up, and once I did, I woke up.
Dreams are just dreams after all, they may have forewarnings, but they are merely warnings. Even if I wake up influenced by the dream, what can I do? All it brings is poor sleep and worrying unnecessarily; it doesn't change anything.
Consciousness, thoughts, and once again sunken down, sleepiness rolled over me once again.
This time, no dream.
I don't know how long I had been sleeping, but when I finally woke up, the room was bathed in sunlight.
The phone on the bedside table was fully charged, and there were faint sounds of hustle and bustle outside the courtyard.
I realized that there was a brand new Daoist robe set on the cabinet beside the bed.
Someone had been in the room.
It should be He You Tian.
I vaguely felt someone approaching in my dream, but I knew it was safe here, so I didn't choose to open my eyes.
After getting up, I put on the Daoist robe.
The Daoist robe was overall deep purple, and at first glance, it seemed very ordinary. However, upon closer inspection, it revealed countless patterns and decorations.
I stood there for a long time, looking down at it for a long time.
"Old Qin, if you could see it, it would be so wonderful."
"You are wrong, you are not completely wrong. If you can survive, maybe your achievement is not weaker than Wuling's master." I whispered.
Then, I looked up and strode out of the door.
The numerous disciples in the courtyard looked at me, all without exception, bowed deeply and performed a respectful bow.
Among the crowd, only one person stood still.
Zhang Xuan Yi.
He had a stunned expression, lips slightly trembling, and his eyes were filled with strong envy.
Then, he took several steps forward towards me like the wind.
"Brother Luo, your promotion last night, I couldn't go, and the real elders were in the assembly. I could only hear the other disciples describe it to me. They didn't see your master breaking through the mirror in that moment, which is truly a pity!"
Only when he stopped in front of me did Zhang Xuan Yi bow deeply.
"The Zhuang Daoist is being too modest. Breaking through is just a process, something that is bound to happen sooner or later, so there's no need to mention it." I reached out and quickly helped Zhang Xuan Yi back up.
Zhang Xuan Yi hesitated, then a wry smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Luo has already broken through, while I am still far from it. Whether it's early or late, it's better to do so sooner rather than later."
Zhang Xuan Yi sighed heavily in his speech.
The way Zhang Xuan Yi addressed me felt even more familiar than before.
I know, my modesty might seem like I said something wrong?
After a moment of reflection, I said, "Zhuang Daoist, many things require a relaxed state of mind. As long as the opportunity comes and the realization dawns on you, everything will fall into place naturally."
"By the way, what are the True Elders discussing in the assembly? Why didn't you attend?" I steered the conversation away from the topic.
"Mm." Zhang Xuan Yi nodded, then looked towards Wu Jinluan's room and said, "It's about how to deal with that group of people who specialize in stealing the corpse of the True Body. Mr. Wu has come up with a solution, but my strength is not enough, and Master Tang doesn't allow me to participate for now."
Zhang Xuan Yi's eyes showed even more melancholy and bitterness.
I: (...)
Did I say something wrong again?
