Creation Color Master

Faced with the sudden powerful pressure, Chu Mo felt his body sink and he seemed to be about to kneel down.

Lin Ziwu looked at Chu Mo with a relaxed expression, as if he was waiting for Chu Mo to make a fool of himself.

Chu Mo has experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature since he was a child, but he has always been brave enough to fight against fate. He has long developed a proud character. Although he is humble to others, he also has his own bottom line and pride.

Even facing such bullying from a second-level cultivator, Chu Mo still gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

At this time, Lin Ziwu signaled Han Xuan and said, "Okay, this young master admires you very much. Are you willing to follow me? Then I will be responsible for all the cultivation resources of your entire theater."

Feeling his body relax, Chu Mo looked at the boy of similar age. Even though the boy smiled brightly, it was frightening in Chu Mo's eyes.

What a good way to control subordinates. He can use this trick to perfection. It seems that the young man has an extraordinary identity.

Chu Mo just said lightly: "Can you tell me your name?"

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Lin Ziwu smiled in his heart. It seemed that the theater owner's determination had been shaken.

So he answered very straightforwardly: "I won't change my name. My name is Lin Ziwu."

Chu Mo's heart moved. Since he became the Censor of the Secret Guard, he had also learned about the various official positions and dignitaries in Xiayang, but there were quite a few people with the surname Lin.

He could see that the man next to the young man had a military aura, and he was probably a soldier. The young man's surname was Lin, and there seemed to be only one person in Xiayang who met the requirements: Shenwei Hou Lin Mingwei.

As if he thought of something, Chu Mo looked carefully at the young man in front of him. He seemed to see the shadow of a person faintly. It was the General Longxiang Lin Zhan whom he had rescued before. It seemed that the identity of this person was about to be revealed.

In a short period of time, Lin Ziwu also observed Chu Mo. When he saw him looking at him in shock, he understood everything.

So he said, "It seems you have already guessed it. You are a smart person. How about following me?"

Chu Mo smiled and said, "I am a practicing dramatist and need to mingle with the people. Your Excellency is of noble status, but we have different paths and cannot work together."

Lin Ziwu, who originally thought that his plan had been successful, suddenly became gloomy upon hearing this. He said, "Okay, I invited you twice because I saw that you have some talent. Do you really think you have that much ability?"

Chu Mo looked at Lin Ziwu's changed expression and shook his head secretly, but he still said politely: "It's getting late now, please go back. I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. Please..."

Lin Ziwu was angry and glared at Han Xuan.

Suddenly, the second level Kaishi realm peak cultivation was released, and a pair of iron hands rushed straight to Chu Mo's neck.

"Sir, with such a strong murderous intention, you'd better stay still and don't scare the lord."

Suddenly, the entire theater began to change, the core of the formation flickered, and a stronger pressure swept over Han Xuan, forcing him to retreat to the side.

Han Xuan felt the power of confinement coming from all around him, and was immediately shocked and said, "What a powerful formation! Who are you? How can there be such a powerful formation in such a remote place? Who are you? Come out quickly."

Lin Ziwu, who was standing by, was stunned as he watched everything that happened. He said, "Who are you? The one in the dark must be the Great and Good Teacher appointed by the Emperor himself. How could he possibly call you his Lord? What virtue and ability do you have?"

Lin Ziwu looked incredulous.

Zhang Jiao and Chen Gong appeared behind Chu Mo and said, "Oh, how boring! He actually guessed my identity."

Han Xuan said angrily: "You think you can trap me with such a small formation? It's really crazy. The magical power of the military strategist - bloody smoke"

Suddenly, the blood-red military aura behind Han Xuan spread and transformed into soldiers.

This is the unique ability of the second-level military cultivator, who can absorb the military evil into the condensed military talisman to nourish it, and transform it into an evil soldier that belongs to him alone.

Han Xuan, who broke free from the constraints of the formation, directly commanded the evil soldiers to launch an attack, while Han Xuan quickly protected Lin Ziwu behind him.

Zhang Jiao at the side showed a faint smile and said, "Your Excellency has a good method. Then let's take a look at my formation, the Taoist magical power - the Five Elements Forbidden Spirit Formation."

Suddenly, the energy of the five elements rose and five talismans flashed, trapping Han Xuan and Lin Ziwu in place.

Han Xuan was shocked to feel a stronger restraining force, and even his own weapon spirit was gradually being restrained. He tried several times but failed to break free from the restraint of the formation.

At this time, Chen Gong said with murderous intent on his face: "The master humiliates the minister and the minister dies. Today I will teach you a lesson. The magical power of Confucianism is the sniper of words."

"punish"

Suddenly, countless white swords flew rapidly towards Han Xuan's evil soldiers. In just a few breaths, all the evil soldiers' bodies were separated or their spirits were collected by Chen Gong.

In the battle formation, Han Xuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood and saying, "Sir, I am incompetent. I am afraid we are doomed this time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ziwu's face turned pale and he sat on the ground in a daze.

Chu Mo looked at the two people lying on the ground quietly and said, "You two have been bullying others like this. I'm afraid you didn't expect this day to come. I won't kill you today, but I will report it to the Emperor and report it to Marquis Shenwei."

Then he said to Zhang Jiao: "Master, send them out."

After speaking, he left.

Chen Gong smiled and said, "My Lord, you want to take advantage of this situation and use Marquis Shenwei to vent your anger."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Haha, the one who knows me best is Gongtai."

Chen Gong smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "My lord, please leave this matter to me. I have already thought of an excuse."

Chu Mo suddenly felt relieved and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to go to the stage together."

At this moment, feeling himself appear outside the theater, Lin Ziwu's heart was burning with anger, and he said with murderous intent: "Okay, you little actor, wait for me, I will cut you into pieces."

As for Chu Mo’s last words, Lin Ziwu naturally didn’t take them to heart.

The two men left Yong'an Town in shame and headed straight east.

At the Tingyu Pavilion, Zhang Jiao looked at Chu Mo and said, "My lord, I am responsible for this matter. I failed to find that second-level cultivator in time, which put you in danger."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "It's okay. This matter is not the Taoist priest's fault. It's this Lin Ziwu who is just the son of a marquis and has started to recruit talents. I'm afraid our Divine Mighty Marquis has big plans."

As Chen Gong wrote, he said, "Don't worry, my lord. I will definitely help you get rid of this anger."

Zhang Jue said, "My Lord, I have something to say. I wanted to prepare for a few days, but now that this happened, I can't delay any longer."

Chu Mo asked curiously, "Master, please speak."

Zhang Jue said: "My lord, now that you have received three imperial edicts, your luck will be enhanced. It will be more conducive to your cultivation. The power of the formation in the garden will also be increased several times. You will experience the benefits in the future."

Seeing Zhang Jue's meaningful smile, Chen Gong and Yao Guangxiao looked at each other in the dark, revealing a hint of excitement.

We talked about luck last time, but we lacked the opportunity. Now we can finally gather the luck that belongs to China. Although Chu Mo is very excited, he asked doubtfully: "Master, you said to use the imperial edict. Are you kidding? I don't have royal blood. How can I absorb the luck in Xia Yang's imperial edict?"

Zhang Jue said perfunctorily: "Don't worry, my lord. I will leave everything to you."

After saying that, he flew into the second floor of the central theater and came to the altar. He saw several talismans appear in his hands when he flipped his hands.