Seeing the word Linggen, Su Moyu's heart jumped, but he forced himself to be calm and said with a bitter smile: "where do I have such a great skill?"
The White Emperor stared at him and continued to write: "not now, not necessarily in the future, and I just want you to help me, not to let you grab it directly."
At the sight of this sentence, Su Moyu was a little relieved, but he still shook his head and said, "but those people of Tianmo Taoism are also thinking of Linggen. Their strength is so strong. Maybe now the Linggen of xuanjianzong has been taken away."
The White Emperor continued to despise Su Moyu and wrote, "don't underestimate xuanjianzong. Those guys can't shake the foundation of xuanjianzong."
Hearing this, Su Moyu was a little surprised and asked carefully, "senior, I've seen yuanyangzi's battle before. Even if he took away your strength, he's just a little better than Xiong 15 of the devil's way that day. Why are you so sure that xuanjianzong will win?"
The White Emperor hesitated for a moment and slowly wrote: "six peaks and one valley are combined for a while. The most powerful force of xuanjianzong is this vast array. If this array is launched, it may even kill the experts who cross the robbed territory. However, the little guys of Tianmo Dao can only return to the yuan territory at most. For example, the little boy array of Kobayashi Yangzi is forced, how can those clowns be opponents?"
Su Moyu grinned and said, "if they can't do it, how can we?"
Facing Su Moyu, who seemed to have no ambition, Bai Huang was a little impatient and scribbled: "worthless things."
Being scolded by a wolf, Su Moyu could only smile awkwardly and asked, "senior, how many spiritual roots are there in xuanjianzong?"
Without hesitation, the White Emperor wrote a word: "seven!"
A moment later, the White Emperor slowly wrote, "the immortal road is dangerous. It's good to be in awe, but it's bad to be afraid."
Su Moyu looked at these words and seemed to realize something. Finally, he bowed his hands and said, "thank you for your advice."
The White Emperor nodded faintly and wrote, "do you have a magic weapon of space? What else is there to replenish qi? Bring it to me."
Seeing this, Su Moyu was slightly surprised. It turned out that in order to save dumb children, he had no scruples about the existence of the White Emperor when he created all kinds of drugs.
In the other party's view, if you can take out so many things out of thin air, but you can't display the realm of heaven and earth in your sleeve, it must be a magic weapon with space.
At the beginning, the old creator God warned himself more than once that the existence of the super tyrant system must be kept secret from anyone.
Fortunately, the other party's preconceived view was so that Su Moyu, who also saved money, looked for an interface again and said with a dry smile: "there are still several Qi tonic pills, but I'm afraid my predecessors despise them."
When I was talking, I reached out and deliberately took out something, and a lot of pills appeared in my hand.
Su Moyu picked a dozen Qi tonifying pills and handed them over.
The White Emperor only glanced at it and recognized that it was only some first-class and second-class pills. These things were really despised by it.
But after it was taken away, its own spiritual power was really lacking. Although the pill in front of it could only be regarded as mosquito legs, it was also meat at least!
It put on a disdainful expression and reluctantly accepted the pill.
"Isn't it enough?" Su Moyu asked hurriedly.
Bai Huangbai glanced at Su Moyu and wrote, "nonsense."
Su Moyu laughed again and said, "senior, if the pill is enough, can you recover to your best state?"
The White Emperor pondered for a moment and wrote: "I have been imprisoned for more than a thousand years and squeezed for more than a thousand years. There have been too many injuries accumulated in my body. It is impossible to recover with Qi tonic pills. At most, I can only recover up to 60%
Su Moyu hurriedly asked, "60% up and down, what realm should it be?"
After a little calculation, the White Emperor slowly wrote, "it should be time to cross the border."
When Su Moyu heard this, he asked, "senior, forging body, spiritual emptiness, harmony, Dongming and Guiyuan, I only know the top five realms of the practice world, but I don't know what the realm of crossing the robbery is?"
The White Emperor looked at Su Moyu and seemed to hesitate to tell him. After thinking for a moment, he slowly wrote: "returning to the yuan territory can be regarded as a major repair Walker in the whole Yunzhou, such as yuanyangzi's little son. Returning to the yuan territory, he should at least be in the top three in Yunzhou today."
"After returning to the Yuan Dynasty, we will cross the realm of robbery. This realm is slightly different from the previous realm. According to different personal talents, the number and intensity of natural disasters in this realm are also different. Generally speaking, the stronger the talent, the more natural disasters, and vice versa."
"This realm can be regarded as a watershed for practitioners. Although people with strong talents have higher intensity of natural calamity and are easy to fail, once they succeed in the calamity, their actual strength will grow far beyond the mediocre talents in the same realm. Moreover, they can go further on the long road of cultivating immortality."
When he wrote here, the White Emperor suddenly stopped, looked up at Su Moyu, shook his head and wrote: "Cheng Jianxuan didn't tell you too much about the realm, and I can guess the reason. The road of cultivating immortals is like climbing a very high mountain. If you keep your eyes on the top of the mountain, it's easy to lose the road under your feet and stop."
"So for those realm matters, you should ask less in the future, just do the things right now, and when the situation is broken and improved, it will come naturally."
Although there was still some regret, Su Moyu knew that what the other party said was right, so he could only nod and accept it.
And now he knew very well that the wolf opposite must be a great demon in its heyday. Although it means that the tiger falls and the sun rises, you'd better follow each other.
"Please don't worry, elder. I will practice well and help you capture the spiritual root at that time." Su Moyu said this solemnly. First, he really felt that he should help the White Emperor, but the more important reason was for himself.
Are you kidding? At the beginning, I only stole a small piece of spiritual roots, and let myself accumulate so much aura. Wouldn't it be great if I could get three or five one day?
But the White Emperor didn't seem to appreciate it. Instead, he looked up at the dumb son lying aside and wrote: "if you dare to live up to the little girl, I will tear you."
These words are full of murderous spirit. Although Su Moyu can't hear its tone, he can still feel it between the lines.
So he nodded without hesitation and said, "of course, even if you don't say it, I won't disappoint her."
Look back when you speak, and your eyes are full of tenderness.
The White Emperor looked in his eyes, but couldn't help shaking his head. It felt like a father-in-law who couldn't see his son-in-law.