Back Off, Let Me Come

Hearing Jimo Yu's answer, the old man did not show any ecstasy. Instead, he looked at him warily and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't you say it five years ago?"

He relied on his own strength, but he didn't take the five people seriously.

I don't think they can harm themselves at all.

The old man was worried about some conspiracy behind it.

Jimo Yu said: "I didn't say it five years ago, naturally because I didn't know it at the time. However, since Shaobai returned from the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas, his divine power has improved by leaps and bounds. The last time he paid tribute to the gods, he unexpectedly met the sages and heroes and received the decree. . You can also see that the old man is about to die, and the oil is exhausted, and the lamp is dry. You don’t know when one day you will completely close your eyes. If you live up to the upbringing of your family in this life, you can’t go into the earth with regrets. While you can still go, fulfill your wish. , otherwise - I would be ashamed to meet the sages!"

Jimo Yu said this very sincerely.

The old man couldn't tell anything unusual from his wrinkled face like tree bark, so he was convinced.

Even though he scorned the ghosts and monsters, he had seen the miraculous methods of the Gongxi tribe with his own eyes back then, and the First Master was from an orthodox Gongxi tribe.

There were some mysterious things that he couldn't help but believe.

The old man relaxed his guard, and his tone became gentler: "Hey, why is your body so ruined?"

You must know that Jimo Yu and the First Master are twins.

Both have similar talents.

Under normal circumstances, living for two hundred years would not be a problem.

It's like him, as long as he is willing, he can return to his youth in minutes. He asked again: "Is there any hope? The old man has collected many treasures of heaven and earth that can prolong life. Maybe..."

Jimo Yu waved his hand and declined: "No, dragging this old body around for a long time is meaningless..."

Seeing that Jimo Yu had no intention of living, the old man stopped talking. That's all he said, a few polite words without any sincerity. Such things as treasures from heaven and earth are hard to come by.

The old man turned around and invited the five people into the bamboo house.

Over the past hundred years, countless people have set foot in the bamboo house.

Today, five guests came at once.

Jimo Yu looked at the furnishings in the bamboo house with cloudy eyes.

He praised: "Chehou is elegant."

The furnishings in the bamboo house are very tasteful.

It doesn't look like the residence of a reckless man at all.

The old man sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I'm just bored and messing around."

He had been trapped in this deep mountain for more than a hundred years, and he was not used to it at first. He missed his former glory and wealth crazily, and even ordered people to build a palace and mansion halfway up the mountain, and his wife, concubines, and children moved in. However, time is ruthless and beauties age easily. Even if a new concubine is brought to him, his freshness will become shorter and shorter, and he will even become less and less interested in female sex. In the decades that followed, even power became less attractive. Only his yearning for freedom was becoming more and more intense. Logically speaking, he should be on the verge of losing control with excitement, but instead he felt calm.

Even though freedom is right in front of him, he remains calm and composed.

After exchanging pleasantries, he realized that he had overestimated himself.

Jimo Yu's pleasantries made him anxious.

Seeing that the impatience on his face was about to be suppressed, Jimo Yu coughed and said what he wanted to hear most: "Please, Marquis Che, take us to the underground palace and let Shaobai remove the shackles for you."

The old man's eyes lit up: "Of course."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Fang Yan and the others: "I remember that they are not from the Gongxi clan, so I also took them to the underground palace?"

The things suppressed in the underground palace are related to the secrets of the Gongxi clan.

Isn't it good for outsiders to see it casually?

Jimo Yu smiled weakly: "It doesn't matter, I brought them here today. The underground palace is unsealed, and this old man's life will come to an end. I have no other worries in this life, except this disciple, who has a mind of only six years old, and I am afraid of him Can’t withstand the blow.”

He took Fang Yan and the others with him purely so that they could be behind him to comfort his crying disciple Jimo Qiu.

The old man saw this and said no more.

The secret of the Gongxi clan was revealed and had nothing to do with him.

"Come with me!"

The moment the old man stood up, his snow-white hair was instantly dyed black, and his dry and saggy skin filled up in just one breath, becoming smooth and elastic. From an old man to a burly and majestic middle-aged man, he vaguely exudes a compelling aura while breathing heavily! A pair of tiger eyes have a vague and terrifying light that is constantly flowing.

This person is indeed a twenty-level Chehou.

I just don’t know how many years it has been since he entered this realm.

Jimo Yu followed him weakly, lowered his eyes slightly, and suppressed the dark and complicated calculations in his eyes——

He was dying soon, and taking away a troublesome problem before his death was the only thing he could do for Jimo Qiu. If he doesn't do this, when the truth of the underground palace is exposed, this person will never spare Jimo Qiu. At the same time, this act is also atonement. I don't expect to be forgiven by my tribe, I just hope to reduce my sins a little bit.

"Shao Bai..."

Jimo Qiu beside him looked down at him: "Teacher."

The tone was vaguely pitiful and aggrieved.

When he went out today, Jimo Yu repeatedly gave orders not to speak, no matter what content he heard talking to others. You cannot answer unless given permission by the teacher.

He was holding back his words just now.

The last time I paid tribute to the gods, I didn't meet any sages and heroes. He knew that the teacher was lying.

Blinking his eyes, he kept his mouth shut.

Jimo Yu looked at the entrance to the underground palace under the bamboo house and sighed: "In the future, you must walk steadily."

Jimo Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Jimo Yu warned again: "The food must be delicious."

Jimo Qiu: "Yeah."

"You can't stay up late, you can't drink, you can't gamble, you can't fool around, you can't stay out all night... The matter of getting married will have to wait until the next high priest takes your place. If you have a woman you like in the future, remember to bring it to your teacher to see her. You don’t have to shoulder the mission of continuing the Gongxi clan, so don’t have more children, one is fine, but it’s okay if you don’t have one..."

The road in the future can only be left by the beloved disciple.

The road to the underground palace is long.

But he had more to say.

The old man leading the way didn't want to ruin the atmosphere of Jimo Yu's last words at first. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but interject: "No wonder your Gongxi clan has a small population. If you want your family to prosper, you have to sleep with more women and have more children. With him." With such strength, marrying ten or eight people is not too much. Every woman has two children in three years and three in five years. It won’t take long for the population to rise..."

Speaking of which, the late master also had this virtue.

He kept saying, "How can a man become a family before he has achieved hegemony?" However, as soon as he died, the Wu Kingdom that he had worked so hard to conquer was completely over. As long as there were several children at that time, they, the old ministers, could guard the young master and retreat to one place.

After regaining his strength, he can still complete his unfinished ambition.

Why is it that people's hearts are divided and trees fall and hozens scatter?

Therefore, we should have more children.

Jimo Yu said with a dark face: "Is this for breeding?"

The old man said: "It's a pity that such a good seed doesn't deserve it."

He was not used to Jimo Yu at all.

Jimo Yu was the same age as the former master's twins, but he was dozens of years older than the former master. If we really want to talk about seniority, Jimo Yu can call him great-grandfather. He felt that the stimulation was not enough, so he continued: "Speaking of which, if you and the First Master are twins, if you have children, they will also be the First Master's by blood. Huh? Speaking of which, do you have any heirs? Where are they?"

Jimo Yu asked: "What to do?"

The old man said: "Give Qi Guo to him."

Jimo Yu endured the blue veins on his forehead.

"Isn't the ancestor of Qi Guo the descendant of your old master?"

"It was just an adopted one. If it was really the former master's biological son, those old brothers wouldn't be torn apart..." The old man said nonchalantly, "After the first master passed away and had no heirs, some people became restless. At that time, a The result of the deliberation among all the important ministers was to establish an adopted heir, but there were disagreements over the candidate for adoption. At that time, Wu Guo's vitality was severely weakened, and they fought openly and secretly for different candidates for heir, and finally broke up."

Everyone chooses his own heir.

The result of disagreement is collapse.

The Kingdom of Wu was established quickly and collapsed quickly.

Today's King Qi royal family claims that their ancestor is a descendant of the Wu Kingdom, naturally in order to gain his support through this incense love.

It was precisely because of his support that Qi Guo was able to rebuild the country after being destroyed several times. Qi Guo's ambitions are not small. Every time the country is destroyed, they want to expand their territory. As a result, neighboring countries also think so. The old man wanted to serve his late master in Qiguo for hundreds of years, so he reluctantly gave some charity. If he could have the blood of the First Lord in his hands, what would Qi Guo be like? You can also use this trump card to search for old people who are still alive, as well as descendants of the First Lord's forces. It is impossible to regain the Wu Kingdom, but it is not difficult to become a giant.

By then——

The old man's ambition, which had been forced to remain dormant for many years, was about to start.

Unfortunately, Jimo Yu poured cold water on him.

He said with a deadpan expression: "Oh, it's a pity that the old man has been alone all his life, without a wife or children, which ruined your plan."

The old man regained his strength and said with a fierce expression: "Do all the men from your Gongxi clan have any serious illness? They are not even interested in women. Do they have any hidden diseases?"

Fang Yan and the others couldn't stand listening anymore.

As a result, Jimo Yu's answer was even more explosive.

"Oh, how do you know? My brother told you?"

The old man wanted to turn around and slap him to death. He now believes that Jimo Yu and the late lord are twins. This greedy character is really the same. He dares to say any nonsense: "Shut up, don't slander the late lord's name."

Jimo Yu rolled his eyes: "He is a sinner who killed his biological mother and harmed his tribe. What kind of reputation can he have after death?"

The biggest sinner of the Gongxi clan!

The old man was surprised: "Killing my biological mother?"

"One of the five high priests who died." According to the rules of the Gongxi clan that have been passed down for many years, the clan leader and the high priest are usually two people, usually a man and a woman. The high priest is a woman, and the clan leader is a man, each responsible for different parts.

Their brothers have been in the honey pot since birth.

When he was six years old, he went to the clan altar and the gods sent an oracle to select his elder brother as a candidate for the high priest. The clan members gathered together that they had a good relationship with each other and decided to let Jimo Yu be the candidate for clan leader. The elder brother is still jealous. He is jealous that his father, the patriarch, takes Jimo Yu to learn how to be the patriarch, and the relationship between father and son becomes closer.

What the high priest needs to learn is a torture for his active brother. In addition, the gods are very willful in choosing the high priest to take office, and there are more than one candidates at the same time. My brother was not selected, his mentality collapsed, and he yearned more and more for the outside world.

In short, one wrong step leads to a wrong step.

As for why Jimo Yu became the high priest? Naturally, all the candidates who had worked hard to cultivate in the clan died in that incident. In addition, the former high priest Jimo Xing was recovering from his injuries, so he was selected inexplicably.

The old man looked stern: "The First Master didn't mention it at that time."

Jimo Yu looked indifferent: "He insisted on rebelling from the clan despite the obstruction, so his mother severed ties with him."

The old man was unhappy that the First Lord was criticized by Jimo Yu.

Couldn't help but retort: ​​"Didn't you also rebel?"

Jimo Yu: "Yes, but because of him, when I left the clan, there wasn't even a blood relative who came to stop me..."

Old man: "..."

He decided not to speak until he reached the underground palace.

Jimo Yu wanted to give Jimo Qiu a few last words, but he thought about it and realized that what he should say had already been repeated countless times, and he sighed and stopped speaking. Jimo Qiu is a person favored by God, and God will protect him. He is destined not to be lonely and frustrated.

The road to the underground palace is very long, but no matter how long the road is, it has an end. Jimo Yu hasn't walked such a long road for a long time. Even if someone is supporting him, he still can't stop breathing. He looked up at the tightly closed door at the end of the tunnel. The door was three feet high and two feet wide. It was made of iron but not iron, and copper but not copper. There were rings on the left and right sides of the door, and there were human figures in relief on the door.

Jimo Yu stood in front of the door, looking up at the figure.

After a while, hot tears filled my eyes and fell down.

No one else bothered him.

Fourth Uncle Lin saw Fang Yan stroking the wall.

Asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Fang Yan said: "It feels like the texture of trees..."

He had long discovered the strangeness of this tunnel.

Ordinary tunnel walls are made of bricks and stones, but this tunnel is more like hollow wood. Just tap it lightly, but the sound it makes is like jade. This is the first time I have seen such a strange building. Before Fourth Uncle Lin could say anything, he heard Jimo Yu raise his hand and touch the giant door, saying softly: "It's the tree."

"What?"

Jimo Yu said something astonishing: "This tunnel, this underground palace, and even this mountain are actually just a tree."

Fang Yan was surprised: "It didn't rot?"

Jimo Yu didn't answer.

He just turned around and asked under the old man's impatient gaze: "Shaobai, do you know who the person on the door is?"

Jimo Qiu shook his head: "I don't know."

The relief of the figure on the door is from the back, not the front.

Jimo Yu said with emotion: "She is my mother."

"Teacher's mother?"

Jimo Yu said: "Yes, my aunt."

Fang Yan and the others were in mourning.

Based on the situation in front of him, it would be difficult for Jimo Yu to walk out of the underground palace alive. Going round and round, mother and son were separated for a hundred years and slept in the same place. Such a fate makes people feel sad and pitiful.

Even the old man looked surprised for a moment.

He really didn't know that the high priest who incarnated this mountain was actually the biological mother of Jimo Yu and the late lord, and he was moved for a moment.

However, this emotion was quickly replaced by rage.

Jimo Yu gathered his emotions and performed a very unfamiliar etiquette towards the door: "Ji Mo Yu, this junior, would like to see Ji Mo Shuang, the sage of the clan. I sincerely ask the sages and heroes to show up to meet me."

As the words fell, the relief on the door came to life.

She turned around slowly, revealing a face of unparalleled elegance. Her eyebrows were filled with compassion, and her lips parted: "What's the matter?"

Jimo Yu looked at this person with nostalgia.

Keeping his mouth straight: "Please ask the sage to lower the seal."

The old man reacted as soon as he heard the word "seal" and his eyes widened angrily: "No, how could a seal be lowered?"

He raised his hand to grab Jimo Yu's shoulder.

The figure relief on the door moved faster than him.

He instantly lost contact with the majestic martial energy in his body, his feet were firmly absorbed by the earth beneath his feet, and his stretched out hand was grabbed by Jimo Qiu, making him unable to move: "Jimo Yu——"

Suddenly, he felt panicked for a moment.

Jimo Yu turned to him and tapped the ground with his crutch. The giant figure relief's eyes showed a bit of kindness, and the old man laughed angrily.

"No matter what you want to do, how long do you think this kind of confinement can keep me?" The old man's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Jimo Yu: "At most thirty breaths."

The old man said sternly: "You know it too!"

Jimo Yu smiled brightly at him, and his wrinkles gathered together: "Don't say thirty breaths, three breaths are enough."

Then, he raised his sword finger and put it between his eyebrows.

He said to Jimo Qiu: "Disciple, before my master dies, I will give you a great gift. From now on, you will never be bound again!"

[Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha]!

The old man was shocked to find that not only was he unable to move, but he couldn't even feel his body. However, his body moved: "Master is here, disciple, come!"

The old man saw himself raising his hands and waving his sleeves.

The door that had been closed suddenly opened.

The underground palace hall where countless Gu insects were supposed to be sealed was exposed.

As a result, the interior of the hall was empty.

There is only a strange altar standing tall in the center.

The old man roared: "What are you doing? Jimo Yu?"

My eyes were about to burst, and I didn't realize the problem of the underground palace for a while.

Jimo Yu didn't respond, but just asked Jimo Qiu to put aside "Jimo Yu" who was lying limply on the ground, and step up to the altar with him. Yes, it is Jimo Yu who controls the old man's body now: "The three of you will stay below to protect the law."

Stepping onto the altar, the master and apprentice sat opposite each other.

"Shaobai, close your eyes and hold Yuan Shouyi."

The old man soon knew what Jimo Yu was going to do.

Because he discovered that the flow of martial energy in the meridians of the body was actually reversed. There was only one way to actively control the counterflow of martial energy!

【Enlightenment】!

"Damn it, Jimo Yu, you are such a beast!"

"Stop it, me!"

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There will be more to add later.

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