Watching Lin Mo leave, Long Yin's beautiful eyes gradually dimmed. She originally planned to help Lin Mo, but she did bad things with kindness, which not only failed to solve Lin Mo's troubles, but also caused even greater troubles.

The upper saint will compete in twenty-four days...

This was a terrible death disaster for Lin Mo and could not be avoided at all.

Although Lin Mo had encountered wanted incidents in Xingluo Realm and incidents with Jiang Yun and others in Xingluo City, it cannot be regarded as a death disaster. Only this time is the real death disaster.

Even though Lin Mo has now reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, the probability of surviving the upper level of saint general competition is negligible.

As the successor of Qingli South Palace, Long Yin knew very well that the upper saint generals competed for, only victory or defeat and life and death. There was no so-called draw. Either they survived if they won or lost or died tragically on the spot.

In just twenty-four days, if Lin Mo's potential is high enough, there is still hope, at least he can break into the late stage of the Heavenly Realm.

However, Lin Mo's potential is too low. Judging from the Lin Mo's information fed back by Xingluo City, if Lin Mo wants to break through to the later level, he will consume at least a thousand times higher cultivation resources than those of the same level.

The amount of this cultivation resource is almost comparable to the loopholes in the Hall of Punishment.

Long Yin knew very well that even if Lin Mo was willing to join Qingli South Palace, Qingli South Palace would not have consumed so much cultivation resources to cultivate Lin Mo. After all, even if he really accumulated cultivation resources for Lin Mo, he would break through to the late stage of the Heavenly Realm and be ranked first in the upper level of the Holy General.

What about after that?

With Lin Mo's potential, as his realm improves, the cultivation resources he needs will increase by a factor of a growth.

Qingli South Palace has long estimated that Lin Mo would have to spend at least ten thousand times the cultivation resources required by people of the same level from the late stage of the Heaven Realm to the Venerable Realm, which is equivalent to the total income of Qingli South Palace in ten years.

What's more, even if there are so many cultivation resources, Lin Mo's hope of breaking through to the Venerable Realm is still slim. After all, the potential is too low to bring him any promotion effect when breaking through.

Based on the above, Qingli Nan Palace came to a conclusion.

The success rate of Lin Mo's breakthrough to the Venerable Realm is only one in ten thousand.

This is still the highest, not counting the lowest.

In addition, Long Yin also knows one thing, that is, Lin Mo is re-cultivating, because due to the influence of the past, the real probability of breakthrough is much lower than that expected by Qingli South Palace.

After thinking about it, Long Yin decided to go and talk to Mr. Qisu, and immediately broke through the void and returned to the outside of the hall.

"Mr. Qisu..." Long Yin sent a voice transmission.

"If you are celebrating love for that kid, then you can go back." Qisu's voice was as cold as before.

"Mr. Qisu, Lin Mo didn't know the rules, so he offended you. However, you humiliated him. Both of you were at fault in this matter. Since that's the case, why can't we let go of our grudges? I don't ask you to help him, but I want to ask you to take back the previous words." Long Yin's tone was filled with anger. It was clear that Qisu agreed first before she brought Lin Mo.

But Qisu turned his back on his word. This incident had already angered Long Yin. If it weren't for Lin Mo beside her, she would have been angry long ago.

Qisu did not speak immediately, but was silent for a moment before saying, "Princess Longyin, you are the descendant of Qingli South Palace. You are expected to become the saint of Qingli Holy Palace in the future. With your wisdom and ability, this outer land is just your transitional place. In the future, those people will only look up to you. I don't understand, what are you doing to this kid so much? He is not worthy of you at all."

"This is my personal matter..." Long Yin's face turned slightly red and she said in a deep voice when she was told about what was in her heart.

"Okay, since you said that, I don't talk nonsense. Do you really think he can match me? Pull me down from the upper level of the saint? Do you think it's possible? Even if he won Hua Tianyu by chance and Jiang Xuan's level, he wouldn't have the chance to face me at all. So, it's useless for you to come to me to plead with me." Qi Su said indifferently.

Hearing this, Long Yin was slightly stunned, and then he realized the real problem.

She was so upset that she was upset because she forgot that Lin Mo’s real death disaster was not on the Qi Su, but on Hua Tianyu and Jiang Xuan.

This is the key to the death disaster that Lin Mo is about to face.

"Mr. Qisu, I'm disturbing..." Long Yin sighed helplessly.

"Princess Longyin, he is a mortal, you don't need to work hard for him. Your future is completely different from him. In another half a year, you will set off for the Central Region. By then, you will stand at the top of Hongmeng Continent. What you are facing will be the top peers of the entire Hongmeng Continent. Those people are the real geniuses..."

Speaking of the latter, Qisu's tone was filled with a hint of trembling and yearning, "The outer world is just a marginal figure among the top forces of the Hongmeng Continent. People who cannot stand at the top of the outer world cannot enter the middle world. Therefore, you don't need to care about the people and things here at all. Because your future is not on the same level as them."

...

The northwest marginal area of ​​the Pure Land.

There are a large number of giant beasts everywhere, which is a relatively deserted area of ​​the Pure Land. Because it is not under jurisdiction and is extremely chaotic, it is not an exaggeration to call it a chaotic place.

In a small town.

Mu Tianling swept into the house in the middle of the town, and her expression was particularly solemn.

"What's the situation?" Mu Yihong stood up and looked at Mu Tianling.

"The leaders of various nearby forces are already secretly meeting and preparing to siege our 11th Division... The two sub-tribe members who went to inquire have already died... This is not the most troublesome thing. A deacon from the Neo clan has brought people." Mu Tianling said slowly: "Master, we must evacuate this place as soon as possible."

"It's the Neo again..."

Mu Yihong's expression suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and punched the table to pieces.

The 11th tribe retreated a few months ago, and their personnel and strength were preserved intact. It was enough to find a place and develop with peace of mind. After all, they still have inheritance.

They had already returned to their ancestral land, but were besieged by people sent by the Neo clan and suffered heavy losses.

As for why Neo sent someone to capture them, Mu Yihong has not figured it out yet, but he guessed that it is very likely that Neo knew that they had treasures on their hands, so he took action.

During the process of being hunted down by the Neo clan, the 11th Division suffered more and more losses, including those who died and those who fled. Now there are only more than 100 people left in the 11th Division, most of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled.

In addition to the Neo clan, the forces around also targeted the eleventh tribe. After all, the eleventh tribe was once a branch of the Mu clan imperial clan, and there would inevitably be a lot of money in the eyes of these forces.

"Escape? Where to evacuate... We are now on the edge of the Pure Land..." Mu Yihong shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this sentence, Mu Tianling's expression became sad. They had no way out. If they continued to retreat, where could they retreat?

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