Chapter 392

· ····Seeking flowers····· ····

Even if he met the other party, the final action would just be to shock the other party with the abilities he had mastered, but he couldn't crush them.

If he wanted to crush them, he still had to add points for strengthening.

Up until now, the only thing he had strengthened was Yanqing's sword arts.

Besides that, no other techniques or abilities had been strengthened.

Giving himself more influence points and copying more techniques wouldn't lead to a qualitative improvement, just more responses to various dangerous situations.

But if he used them to add points to strengthen his own abilities, then he would inevitably be able to easily break through the abilities he mastered and crush the copied objects.

Next, he had to carefully consider how to quickly improve his strength.

Blindly copying others' abilities without improvement actually didn't have much value.

For him, the abilities he had mastered now were almost enough.

"To become stronger in essence, it ultimately comes down to the power of the Path; next, I need to add points to strengthen the power of the Path."

"Only by strengthening the Path can I go further on the Path; if I strengthen it a lot, I can even surpass the Aeons."

Thinking and thinking, Lin Mo thought that to strengthen the Path, he would need at least one hundred influence points to start.

And nowadays, he didn't have that many influence points, which was a bit troublesome.

"Osial."

Nowadays, the only chance he wanted to obtain a large number of influence points was from that Archon.

"The Divine Lord can definitely deal with that one, but there isn't just one Archon, there are two."

"I am currently lacking influence."

Thoughts flashed through Lin Mo's mind one after another.

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Time passed quietly.

Hu Tao and the others followed Baizhu and eventually arrived at a place near a cliff.

Here, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, as if it were a pure land specially carved out by nature.

On the cliff, towering ancient trees stood tall, and faint sunlight could be seen through the green leaves, casting mottled shadows on the soil.

A clear stream flowed by, the pebbles in the water polished smooth as a mirror by the current, and the clear water sparkled with silver luster under the sunlight.

The air in the mountains was fresh and carried a faint floral fragrance; this fragrance was neither strong nor light, blending into this mountain forest just right, making people take a deep breath involuntarily, as if they could inhale the essence of the mountains into their chests. The surrounding scenery was like a painting, with distant mountains containing green and nearby water reflecting the sky, every place revealing tranquility and harmony.

By the cliff, a wooden house could be vaguely seen, built from logs, simple and unadorned, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment.

The roof of the wooden house was covered with moss, looking ancient and full of vitality.

In the open space in front of the house, several wild flowers swayed in the wind, and some bees and butterflies shuttled among the flowers, diligently collecting pollen.

In front of the door of the wooden house, a small path paved with flat stone slabs led to the depths of the distant mountain forest, as if inviting every visitor to explore this unknown world.

Beside the path, a stone basin filled with mountain spring water had several fallen flowers floating in it, looking elegant and refined.

This wooden house obviously had some years on it, but it was maintained very well.

The windows of the wooden house were half-open, revealing a faint scent of tea and books; it was not only a place for living, but more like a hermit's retreat for a practitioner.

On the windowsill, there were several carefully cultivated potted plants, with lush green leaves and full of vitality.

Every stone, every plant, and even every leaf fluttering around the wooden house seemed to be telling a story about tranquility and contentment.

Here, the hustle and bustle of the world seemed to be isolated, leaving only a tranquil beauty.

This was an ideal place for seclusion, far from the hustle and bustle, close to the true nature of heaven and earth.

Arriving here, Collei and the others stood in front of the wooden house, unable to help but be infected by the beautiful scenery in front of them, a sense of inexplicable emotion and peace surging in their hearts, as if this were a fairyland on earth, independent of the world, where time lost its meaning here.

"What a beautiful place with mountains and rivers."

Observing the surroundings, Collei spoke softly.

"Your senior sister knows how to enjoy herself."

Hu Tao looked at Baizhu with emotion: "To be able to find such a nice place."

Living here with the one you love is truly a happy thing.

"It's Mr. Baizhu."

Just then, a voice of surprise came from the wooden house.

Jialiang was seen walking out of the wooden house excitedly, looking at the arriving Baizhu and the others excitedly: "Mr. Baizhu, you've finally returned."

"This one, saved me."

Saying this, Jialiang saw Lin Mo and hurriedly stepped forward to kneel and thank him: "Thank you for saving me; back then at Bubu Pharmacy, I didn't see clearly, and I wanted to thank you but couldn't find you; I didn't expect you to come in person."

Although her consciousness was blurred at the time, she still saw Lin Mo's face roughly.

So now, even though Lin Mo wasn't wearing the Millelith uniform, Jialiang came to thank him very excitedly.

This one had actually come too.

It looked like he should have come to save someone.

"No need to be polite."

Looking at Jialiang who was kneeling toward him, Lin Mo shook his head gently and waved his hand, signaling Jialiang to get up.

"There is an ominous aura here."