Lin Yuan has been with Mr. Chunfeng for quite some time and is very familiar with this critically ill patient who is obsessed with the way of immortality.

Lin Mo was a little bit unconvinced, and said that he and Mr. Chunfeng had nothing to do with each other, so how could he be related to the other party's misfortune?

"Brother, are you talking nonsense?"

Lin Yuan said no, and after thinking for a while, he explained to Lin Mo: "Mr. Chunfeng likes playing chess very much."

Lin Mo shook his head and said, "I don't like it very much."

"This matter of playing chess has nothing to do with you. I just want to tell you that Chunfeng is an excellent chess player. He once told me that doing things is like playing chess. You have to look three steps ahead before taking one step, and every move must have a purpose."

This time Lin Mo understood.

"Brother, you mean that Mr. Chunfeng came here to find me, and he never does meaningless things, which means that he came to find me for some purpose?"

"That's right!" Lin Yuan nodded, saying that now after Mr. Chunfeng occupied his body, he had reached the stage of 'immortal tribulation' from the realm of virtual god.

According to Mr. Chunfeng's theory of immortality, the immortal tribulation is the last step before becoming an immortal. As long as you take this step, you can reach the other shore.

"Brother, is there really a way to immortality? Are there really immortals?"

Lin Mo asked formally.

He actually had an answer himself, but he wanted to hear what his brother thought.

"I don't think so!"

The brother answered almost without thinking. It was obvious that he had thought about this question before, and obviously more than once.

But soon Lin Yuan followed up, "I mean, at least it's not the kind of immortals and immortals we think of. Mr. Chunfeng has been exploring for hundreds of years. Based on legends, various Taoist scriptures, his own imagination and research and development of nightmares, there must be a breakthrough. I think it is some kind of new weirdness, but he can call it the immortal way."

Lin Mo nodded.

He understood this. No matter what he became in the end, he could claim to be an immortal.

It’s the kind of thing that I don’t want you to think, I only want me to think that this is the way of immortality, this is what an immortal is.

"If you look at it from another angle, there is no reason to refute Mr. Chunfeng's statement that it is the way of the immortals. After all, it is to put imagination into reality, especially in a place like the nightmare world, where anything can happen."

This is my brother’s final summary.

After listening to this, Lin Mo said, "Brother, what you actually want to say is that Mr. Chunfeng may really be able to create the way to immortality and achieve the realm of immortals."

The brother nodded.

Didn't deny.

"Let's talk about the reality. There are two urgent things. One is your body and my body. Can we get them back? The other is that according to what you said, I am Chunfeng's immortal calamity. He will definitely come looking for me again. How are we going to deal with it then?"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the older man took out a small blood-red flag from behind him and waved it.

The next moment, a gust of cold wind blew rapidly, and an invisible object rushed into the bloody flag in the blink of an eye.

"What is this?" Lin Mo was curious.

He didn't see clearly what it was just now, it was moving too fast.

The smell is somewhat familiar.

I remember.

When he was fighting with Mr. Chunfeng before and neither of them could move, this thing flew by at a high speed and almost killed Chunfeng.

"This is the Flying General!"

The older brother said.

Lin Mo didn't understand again, and his brother explained that this was a special evil spirit.

"It's from at least two hundred years ago, and it belonged to the Nightmare King."

The old man obviously regarded this bloody flag as a treasure.

Lin Mo curiously asked where this thing came from.

"One of Mr. Chunfeng's disciples has a good relationship with me. He had been secretly guarding against Chunfeng for a long time, but unfortunately he failed in the end. Before he died, he entrusted the Flying General to me. This evil spirit is his father, a general who fought on the battlefield two hundred years ago."

After the elder brother finished explaining, he said that after he got the Flying General, he had been raising him in a special way so that he could use him at the most critical moment.

"No matter who the opponent is, General Fei can kill him, even if Mr. Chunfeng becomes an immortal in the end."

It is obvious that the brother has absolute confidence in the Flying General.

Lin Mo had seen the killing power of the Flying General.

Mr. Chunfeng really can't be stopped.

This thing is just like the top-level regret, it is a killer treasure.

Lin Mo said that if there is such a thing, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Next time I will be the bait to lure Chunfeng out, and you, brother, will seize the opportunity and kill him in one fell swoop."

Lin Yuan sighed.

"The Flying General is very powerful, but he also has disadvantages. Do you know why the Flying General is in this blood flag?"

Lin Mo didn't know and shook his head.

"The evil spirit on the Flying General is too strong, even he himself can't bear it, so he used this flag to carry it. At the beginning, this flag was white."

White? Lin Mo checked again.

The red color was as red as blood.

No, Lin Mo smelled blood. It wasn't just a similarity, it was blood.

"Every time the Flying General was used, the white flag would be dyed a little red. My senior brother said that once the flag was completely red, the Flying General could no longer be used."

Lin Mo said that it seemed like it had all turned red.

"No, look here."

The brother pointed to a corner of the flag.

Sure enough, only an area about the size of a fingernail had not been stained red.

Lin Mo was also stunned, and asked, how many times can this area be used? "Probably, only once."

When Lin Mo heard this, he shook his head.

One chance is too rare, who can guarantee that Mr. Chunfeng will be hit in one shot? And at that time, Mr. Chunfeng was obviously afraid of this thing and was on guard.

If someone is on guard, the chances of hitting the target in one go will be even smaller.

It would be great if you succeed, but if you fail, there must always be a backup plan.

"This Flying General must be absolutely certain, otherwise he must never be used again." Lin Mo said, and the elder brother nodded, obviously thinking the same thing.

But how could they be so sure of it? For a moment, neither Lin Mo nor Lin Yuan could think of a solution.

The two of them did not continue to dwell on this dead end, but changed the question to discuss and think about.

It’s about the fact that Lin Mo might be Mr. Chunfeng’s immortal tribulation.

"Brother, since I am Chunfeng's immortal tribulation, how can he be considered to have passed this tribulation?"

Lin Mo still didn't quite understand.

Lin Yuan also shook his head and said that the matter of the immortal calamity was also speculated by him. It was still unclear whether it was true or not. Moreover, he did not know how to become an immortal in the last step, so he could not figure out what Mr. Chunfeng would do next.

All he could think of was that Mr. Chunfeng might want to kill Lin Mo.

That's what happened just now. If he hadn't arrived in time and used the Flying General to repel Mr. Chunfeng, I would be dead by now.

“You mean just kill me and that’ll be all?” Lin Mo wanted to say that becoming an immortal was too much of a joke. The question was, why were they targeting him? The world is so big, with so many people, why did they target him?

Who can I talk to about this matter?

The brother still shook his head.

He really didn't know.

"Or there's something extraordinary about me."

Lin Mo flatters himself.

Anyway, it was just a random guess. Lin Mo would rather believe that he was the flesh of Tang Monk, the kind that could become an immortal and live forever if someone killed him.

Lin Mo is like this. If something is beyond his knowledge and cognition, all he can do is make blind guesses within a limited range.

Since it's just a blind guess, any possibility is possible.

Some are just so exaggerated, there’s nothing you can do about it, your imagination is just so wild.

Brother Lin Yuan is different.

He was more calm and didn't say anything at this moment, just kept thinking.

As Lin Yuan learned more about Mr. Chunfeng and Taoist legends, he suddenly thought of something.

"Taoism also emphasizes cause and effect. Everything is related. According to Mr. Chunfeng's theory, the last step before becoming an immortal is the immortal tribulation. Once you cross this step, you will become an immortal. Tribulation, tribulation, this is definitely not a random statement. If Mr. Chunfeng chose you to be the immortal tribulation, there must be a reason. What could it be?"

Lin Yuan seemed to be stuck in a bottleneck period that was about to break through. He could clearly see the truth right in front of him, but he just couldn't get through it.

It's very uncomfortable.

The more anxious you are, the harder it will be to overcome.

Seeing his brother so anxious, Lin Mo tried to persuade him, saying that there might not be so many considerations and reasons, and that choosing himself might be a blind choice.

"Brother, think about it. If he can choose your body as a container, then why can't he choose me? Right, tell me, isn't that the truth? I think Chunfeng is just messing around. He is a lunatic who dreams of becoming an immortal. I tell you, I have seen many lunatics. I am one of them..."

Suddenly, Lin Mo noticed that his brother Lin Yuan's expression was not right.

He turned pale in an instant.

The two brothers grew up together, and they know what kind of shit is going to happen just by looking at each other's butts.

Lin Mo knew that his brother must have thought of something.

And the possibility that my brother thought of must have shocked him greatly, otherwise, he wouldn't have had this expression.

"Brother, what did you think of?"

Lin Mo asked quickly.

Lin Yuan, however, remained silent and didn't say a word no matter how he was asked.

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