Contradictions gradually appeared among the elders of the Ancient Wind Clan. They were divided into two factions. One group still supported the marriage, hoping to inherit the potential of the human race and improve their overall strength to a higher level.
The other group of people firmly opposed it. In this case, they still married and gave the saints to Lin Mu. It is conceivable what kind of public opinion they will receive next.
"I am firmly against it. Our Ancient Wind Clan valued our face the most. We are not strong enough but we can use other methods to improve. But after losing face, we will no longer be the royal family of the Wind Immortal Realm."
"Don't be impatient, we haven't reached that point yet. Now it's just others who are sowing discord. If we fall into the trap like this, we will lose face and be looked down upon by the major races."
"It makes sense. We can't be used as gunmen by them, or we will be treated as idiots by them."
"I also don't recommend going to war with the human race now. If we can tolerate the existence of people like Lin Mu from the human race, it will be a kind of self-cultivation and a state that will impress all races."
The bosses had a fierce confrontation, and they are not fools. Naturally, they can see that the various tribes have bad intentions.
Everyone reached a consensus in the end, that is, they will not listen to them, but the matter of marriage is put aside for now. It is obviously inappropriate to have a marriage at this time.
Both of them can say that each takes a step back, this side does not want to be sowed by them and falls into their trap, and the other side does not want to marry again, so as not to be looked down upon by all ethnic groups.
The battle between the trees and the wind came to an end very quickly, and he immediately retreated steadily as his sword qi went down one after another, and he was no match at all.
The last sword hit his chest, and he was sent flying. If Lin Mu hadn't been merciful, this sword could have destroyed his body.
"Accepted."
Lin Mu said politely, the strength of the Ancient Wind Clan is really good, if anyone has such strength, other people may be even better.
The wind fluttered and fell to the ground. He had already been defeated. He turned to look at the other Sons.
These holy children hesitated one by one. Although they yelled loudly before, it was really their turn to do something, but they were all discouraged.
Because they all have self-knowledge, they can see that they are not Lin Mu's opponent, so naturally they can't bring themselves to be humiliated.
Their eyes turned to a young man with blue hair. He really has blue hair, which moves without wind and emits a faint light. He looks like a son of God.
This person is their number one holy son, who is also an immortal emperor through the ages, named Feng Jiutian.
"Your Highness, no one can deal with him now except you."
"Your Highness, are you sure? Do it if you are sure, and forget it if you are not sure."
"That's right, you must never fight an uncertain battle. You are our Highness, the number one Holy Son, and you must never lose."
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The holy sons said quietly that they were very angry in their hearts. They were instilled with various ideas since they were young. They are the royal family and the masters of the wind fairy world.
But the current situation is completely different from the ideas they accept. As members of the royal family, it is unbelievable that they can be provoked by others.
One by one, they were forced to not even have the courage to do anything, which was even more pathetic. Everyone looked at Feng Jiutian. This is their number one holy son, their Highness. I don't know if he can turn the tide.
All the saintesses of the Ancient Wind Clan were looking at Lin Shu at this moment, nodding with satisfaction, as if they were very satisfied with this Taoist companion.
There are quite a few of them, and they all like Feng Jiutian very much, but this guy is so cool, he likes to pretend so much, he usually doesn't look at them directly, as if he only knows about cultivation, he is a complete fool.
In this case, they naturally wouldn't make fun of themselves. Being with such a person would only be used as a tool to carry on the family line in the future, so they wouldn't wrong themselves so much.
"This human Lin Mu looks pretty good, he won't be so cold, he should be very easy to get along with, he is a man who will love women."
"I also think it's good, but I don't know if the bloodlines of the races are different, and they can reproduce offspring."
"No matter what, in order to change the fate of the ancient wind clan, we must work hard."
All the saintesses are very moved. This is not only their own preference, but also a glorious and great task. They naturally have to work hard.
A group of saints can be said to be in a state of exasperation. Looking at their eyes shining, they just feel that they are not saintesses of the ancient wind clan, they are simply a group of sluts.
Sure enough, it was a woman, without any sense of awareness, and didn't feel ashamed at this moment, but she was still so excited, which made their lungs explode.
Feng Jiutian looked at Lin Shu, and then saw him floating up, as if he didn't use any strength, just floating up out of thin air.
He chose to make a move. Since he chose to make a move, it means that he has a certain degree of certainty, otherwise it would be embarrassing to come out.
"Your Highness has made a move."
"Great, Your Highness will definitely be able to kill him."
"Your Highness is also the Immortal Emperor through the ages, this battle must have been won."
The holy sons said excitedly that the ancient power they have comprehended is only 30% to 40%, but their highness is far higher than them, and has reached 60% many years ago.
Now that so many years have passed, everyone seriously doubts that their Highness's enlightenment power has reached 70%.
Immortal emperors of all races clapped their hands and applauded. The more they started, the deeper the conflict. They felt that their goal had been achieved, and the Ancient Wind Clan and Human Race would definitely do it in the future.
"Human Lin Mu, you are very good."
Feng Jiutian opened his mouth to praise, not many people could catch his eyes, and Lin Shu was definitely one of them.
It stands to reason that in an era, there should be only one Immortal Emperor through the ages, and the two of them can be said to be one mountain without two tigers, and there must be a rivalry.
However, there is another situation, that is, Immortal Emperor Qiangu is no longer the strongest talent, so it is very likely that there will be a bunch of Immortal Emperors, and the one who is truly unique will be Immortal Emperor Eternal.
Lin Mu's true self is Immortal Emperor Eternal, his avatar is a little weaker, but if his cultivation can keep up, becoming Immortal Emperor Eternal is definitely not difficult.
"You're not bad either."
Lin Mu also praised, "Although he hasn't done anything yet, he can already feel the pressure. This Feng Jiutian is definitely not a trivial matter."
"Being able to meet an opponent like you has already excited me, and finally made my boring days a little bit different."
Feng Jiudao, he has an invincible aura, not ordinary arrogance.
It's true arrogance if you don't have the strength. If he has this strength, it should be taken for granted.