As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"Qinghe, the drunkard is about to enter the holy realm."

On a high mountain nearly three hundred feet away from the brothel, the quasi-saint Song Zhongsheng, a man of mysterious origin, was wearing a gray cloth shirt and looking down at the drunkard lying on the ground with his hands behind his back.

Song Zhong was a middle-aged man, not handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and a pair of eyes that revealed a hint of sadness.

He doesn't look like a quasi-saint, but more like a down-and-out middle-aged man who is unable to express his ambitions.

Those sad eyes only brightened up a little when they looked at Madam Qinghe.

"He's just a lunatic. He won't cause any trouble."

Madam Qinghe only glanced at the drunkard and then looked away, saying indifferently: "It was the disruption of the Zhoutian Xingdou Festival that destroyed our plan in the Great Wilderness World.

It even implicated the plans of the other three worlds, as if the group of idiots had smelled the crisis, adding variables to the siege against the Great Wilderness World.

Fortunately, all the saints in the Great Wilderness were killed or injured.

Only those indifferent Taoist idiots are left, giving us a chance to make amends.

As long as we control the Great Wilderness Alliance, when the time comes and they start fighting, the other three kingdoms will have no chance of taking over.

Moreover, the Quasi-Emperors of the other three worlds also want to cut off the future of the Great Wilderness World."

"Thank you for your hard work these years."

Song Zhong looked at Lin Qinghe, his eyes full of pity and regret.

Lin Qinghe was originally just a concubine's daughter of the imperial family Lin. After she came of age, her bloodline of the gods awakened, and under the guidance of Song Zhong, she became the goddess of the "Return" organization.

After that, the two were trained by the organization together, and gradually fell in love with each other.

But in the end, Lin Qinghe was ordered to contact Ji Shengzhu, and the two parted ways.

Hundreds of years later, as Lin Qinghe's position in the Ji family became more and more stable, his position in the organization also rose, and now he is the helmsman of the "Return" organization of the Great Wilderness.

When the Holy Ruins were opened this time, all the saints of the Imperial Clan fell one after another, and the Imperial Clan fell into dust. Lin Qinghe made a significant contribution in secret.

From initially instructing Ji Weiyang to come to the world, to the great battle of saints in Chang'an City, to the refusal to marry into the Tang family and the division of the relationships among the imperial clans, Lin Qinghe's shadow was secretly present.

The purpose is to completely destroy the future of the Great Wilderness and pave the way for the return of the gods.

As for the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Festival, that is a plan on another level.

Although she knew part of it, it had little to do with her.

Unlike Song Zhong who was obsessed with her, Lin Qinghe seemed extremely indifferent, even a little disgusted with Song Zhong's deep love.

He casually pulled down a piece of golden rain and sprinkled it on the monks of the Great Wilderness Alliance.

She said indifferently: "Elder Song, please remember your identity. You are a forerunner, not an idiot who seeks death for love in the stories of the human race.

Everything you do.

It's for the sake of 'return', not for me, Lin Qinghe.

So please put away that disgusting look.

Furthermore, if you really cared for me, you shouldn’t have watched me being sent to the Ji Clan!"

"I see. I'll dig up more seeds."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Song Zhong's face. He didn't dare to look at Lin Qinghe again and turned away.

Just take a few steps.

Suddenly Lin Qinghe said again: "Although the drunkard and the brothel are not a concern, I don't like them, so go kill them."

"Yes!"

Song Zhong nodded in agreement without even turning his head.

Then he took a step forward, and a terrifying Dharma image appeared in the void.

The Dharmakāya closed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and made a seal. In an instant, the mountains and rivers shook, as if two suns and moons were smashing towards the brothel hill.

"Sun and Moon Seal!"

The drunkard who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened his eyes and jumped with fear.

He just opened his mouth and spit out a Milky Way hanging upside down, straight up to the sky, barely blocking the falling sun and moon.

"You damn Wuliang Tianzun, did I offend you even when I was sleeping?"

Song Zhong frowned when he saw the drunkard blocking his casual attack. This drunkard had actually become a quasi-saint.

"Mountains, rivers, sun and moon!"

Song Zhong evolved mountains and rivers with his left hand and the sun and moon with his right hand. An aura of pressure several times more terrifying than before spread out, intending to suppress the drunkard and the brothel monk to death.

The mountains, rivers, sun and moon are imprinted.

It is the magical power of the ancient gods. Ji's Heavenly Emperor Seal was originally derived from this. After entering the emperor realm, it can evolve into real mountains, rivers, sun and moon, with unparalleled killing power.

Song Zhong attained this magical power after his bloodline awakened. Although it could not be fully evolved due to his impure bloodline, his killing power was still among the best among the quasi-saints.

The drunkard was frightened out of his wits.

He grabbed Yu Tu Tu's big gourd and stuffed it into his mouth frantically. In an instant, his aura rose sharply.

My courage also grew.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and spit out again a Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled, and the vast sword energy in the Milky Way slashed towards the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, like a rain of swords, instantly shattering the mountains, rivers, sun and moon that were suppressing him into pieces.

"I didn't expect you to be a swordsman as well."

Song Zhong looked at the drunkard in surprise. Even he had to take a sword cultivator who had reached the quasi-saint realm seriously.

The drunkard casually tied Yu Tu Tu's big gourd around his waist. He stretched out his hand and pulled the Milky Way into his hand, condensing it into a sword. He held the sword and said disdainfully: "My life sword, Zhang Tianling, is mountains and rivers. I will cut mountains and rivers with this sword."

"It's over, Senior Brother is drunk again. He doesn't even have his own natal sword, so he is nothing but a sword cultivator."

When Zhao Tianlai saw the drunkard's behavior, his expression changed slightly.

I know that guy has reached the point where he would sell his head to anyone he meets.

He grabbed the sword condensed from wine and thought it was his own sword, and dared to challenge the veteran quasi-saint.

As he said this, he drew his sword and ran towards the hill holding the Holy Sword, saying as he ran: "Wulian Tianzun, Senior Song, please give me some face. We are both from the same sect in the Great Wilderness. How about shaking hands and making peace?"

"Zhao Tianlai of the Taoist Sect..."

Song Zhong paused for a moment and looked back at Lin Qinghe.

The Taoist sect is above the world, it has the Immortal Emperor's weapons, and there are several saints sitting in the thirty-three heavens. It can be said that it is the unrivaled existence in the world of Wilderness in terms of foundation and strength.

Now that the saints of the imperial family have died one after another, Taoism has become the only one that stands out.

No one dares to ignore Taoism.

Although Zhao Tianlai has only returned to the true state, he can kill with one hand.

But his Taoist identity was there, and even a saint would not want to offend him easily, let alone his own identity which was not to be seen by the public.

If the Taoist sect is really angered, "Return" will probably be uprooted no matter how deeply it is hidden.

"No need to worry too much, the sects have different ways."

Lin Qinghe lowered his eyes and said coldly: "When Wudao came to propose marriage, the Rushi lineage was strongly opposed, and the drunkard turned apostate and is no longer a Taoist.

If Senior Qing Yunzi comes forward, I will leave without saying a word.

Zhao Tianlai, you don't have the qualifications."

"Mrs. Qinghe, are you really so heartless?"

Zhao Tianlai's face darkened slightly, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Qinghe is still so arrogant even though her husband died.

Lin Qinghe waved his hand and pulled the golden rain, condensing it into a golden throne. He waved his sleeves and sat down, without raising his head, he said coldly: "How can I and the Taoist priest have any affection for each other?"

"I am sorry for saying too much."

Zhao Tianlai activated the Holy Sword, and wisps of Taoist principles hung down from his Taoist crown. His azure Taoist robe glowed with purple light, and his cloud boots rolled up flowing clouds.

He waved to Zhao Wuji and asked him to throw the Holy Sword over.

He held the sword in both hands, looked up at Song Zhong and said coldly: "Come, let's see whether you are more ruthless or I have more holy soldiers."

Zhao Tianlai stopped trying to stop the fight.

The main reason was that he found that he never seemed to succeed in trying to stop a fight.

The first time was in the Chenliu Marquis Mansion.

He advised Ye Qinglan to take care of herself and leave the Chenliu Marquis Mansion, but Ye Qinglan refused, and then Ye Qinglan died.

The second time was in Baiyujing.

He persuaded Wu De to lay down his butcher knife, but was expelled from Chang'an City by Wu De, and then Wu De died.

This is the third time that Lin Qinghe has rejected me...

Not only did he lose his status as a Taoist elder, but he also suffered many insults for nothing.