Jin Ziming slowly exited the cultivation state and began to test the results.

He released his spiritual consciousness and spread it slowly around, seven miles, eight miles... sixteen miles, seventeen miles... until twenty-three miles, it stopped.

"Successful!" The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

This kind of soul lotus, which is effective against all powerful powers, is indeed a treasure. It not only easily helps him eliminate the obstacles of searching for treasures in tombs, but also elevates his soul to the middle stage of the third level.

Satisfied, he stood up, broke open the cave wall and walked out.

The rising sun reflected on my face, giving off an orange-red glow. As I breathed in the fresh air, I felt refreshed.

Confidence spreads in my chest, and I feel that I am embracing the world and the future, "Jinli Mountain, here I come!"

Jin Ziming returned to the inn, checked out and went straight to the teleportation circle.

When I arrived, I saw that it only took 1,800 low-level spiritual stones to get to Huangyan City. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, how poor I would be if I didn't get out of the dark forest.

The formation was activated quickly, and soon they arrived at Huangyan City. After leaving the city, they flew toward Jinli Mountain with their swords, and did not land until they were close to the foot of the mountain.

Not long after walking forward, he saw several groups of monks forming a team. Jin Ziming was about to avoid them when suddenly a petite young female monk came over and actively greeted:

"Hello, my name is Jin Lingling. We are forming a team to go up the mountain. Would you like to join us?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the eight people next to him. Jin Ziming glanced at those people, thought for a moment and then replied:

"There's no problem in going up the mountain together, but after we go up, I won't go with you. There are other friends waiting for me up there."

Jin Ziming likes to keep a low profile and hide among the crowd. He can be inconspicuous and wait for opportunities.

"It doesn't matter, you can move freely after going up the mountain and don't worry about us.

Now everyone forms a team to deal with those arrogant guys who are blocking others from going up the mountain.

They are all disciples of major sects and said that there are already too many people up there and they can no longer let people from loose cultivators and third- and fourth-level sects go up." Jin Lingling explained.

"Okay, let's get together then. My surname is Jin." Jin Ziming readily agreed.

The team then recruited two young monks, making up twelve people, and began to enter the mountain.

Jinli Mountain is about three thousand feet high and steep.

The road up the mountain is filled with heavy fog, and white silks and satins of various sizes, lengths and shapes are floating everywhere. When people are among them, only certain parts of them are often exposed.

Fortunately, they are all monks. If they were mortals, they would probably have slipped and fallen off the cliff.

Walking through a mountain, I saw that the mountain wall on the opposite side was golden in the sunlight, and there was white mist floating around it, making it a scene of steaming clouds and rosy clouds.

Walking out of the foggy area, you will be exposed to the dense vegetation on the mountains, which are all kinds of green, yellow-green, gray-green, dark green, emerald green, purple-green, everything you want.

Jin Ziming was fascinated by this beautiful color picture, but Jin Lingling beside him said to him:

"Brother Jin, shall I introduce you to the other teammates? Let's get familiar with each other so that we can cooperate with you later."

Jin Ziming had actually used his soul to scan this group of people. Among the five Jindan people, the strongest person's aura was obviously weaker than Shi Kaiqiang. Jin Lingling was in the early stage of Jindan, and the others were in the middle stage of foundation building to the Great Perfection state.

"It's okay, no introduction is needed, I will just follow your arrangements."

"Okay then." Jin Lingling hesitated for a moment and then said nothing more.

After wandering on the winding mountain road for more than an hour, everyone walked out of the jungle, and suddenly their eyes lit up.

This is a canyon with heavy humidity. A thick mountain stream falls, and the water vapor splashes on the hands, feeling cold and refreshing.

After entering the valley, I looked towards the top of the mountain and saw sheer cliffs, which plunged straight into the sky.

There is only a very narrow stone staircase at the foot of the dangerous peak, and green vines and dark brown old tree roots can be seen everywhere on the staircase.

More than twenty monks blocked the entrance to the stone staircase. Many of them were wearing the same clothes and were obviously from the same sect. They were looking at the group of people who had just entered the valley in a joking manner.

There were several people lying on the ground, and they seemed to be seriously injured. Although the onlookers were aggrieved, they had obviously been "educated" and they only dared to complain in low voices and did not have the courage to take revenge.

Among the twelve new people, the leader is a late-stage Jindan named Wang Jiafeng, a thin man with a mustache.

I saw him coming out of the crowd and saying loudly:

"Everyone, you see the number of monks here is increasing. Sooner or later you won't be able to stop them. Why don't you just let everyone in?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense. If you have the ability, go ahead and fight, or prove that your soul can detect a distance of twenty miles, otherwise get out."

A young man in white scolded impatiently.

Wang Jiafeng looked at the person who seemed to be the leader of the first few groups, but these guys all avoided looking at him and did not dare to look at him.

He originally wanted to pull everyone together to attack the passage ahead, but when he saw this situation, he suddenly lost his confidence.

He returned to his teammates dejectedly, spread his hands, showed a helpless look, and told everyone to continue to wait patiently, and things might change when more people come.

"Why don't we just fly up?" Some team members muttered in a low voice.

"Then if you are shot down, your body will be shattered into pieces if you fall down. Look at the ferocity of these people, they can probably do it."

When Jin Ziming saw this situation, he knew that he could no longer fish in troubled waters. He could not afford to wait, nor was he willing to wait.

Dang Ji walked out and asked the monk in white:

"Brother Dao, when you said fight, didn't you mean fight with all of you?"

Jin Lingling, Wang Jiafeng and others looked at this Xiaoxiu who was in the late stage of foundation building in surprise, wondering how this guy could be so reckless and bold?

"Hey, you are so domineering and you want to beat us all? Stop yelling. If you can defeat me, I will let you go up."

The man in white said contemptuously.

Jin Ziming turned to look at the others and saw that they were either looking at him provocatively, nodding playfully, or remaining silent, so he assumed that these people had acquiesced to the man in white's proposal.

"Okay, since everyone agrees, let's start the war."

"Just make your move and I will follow."

The young man in white clothes held a sword in his hand, stood casually on his feet, and said with disdain.

"Okay, then I'll take action."

Jin Ziming did not take out Leng Yue, but looked at his opponent with a smile, and suddenly sent out a soul knife, which instantly pierced the opponent's head.

The man in white clothes couldn't help but groan under the severe pain, and desperately mobilized the soul power of his three souls to block the sudden flying knife.

He had just defeated it, and before he could take a breath, three more flying knives came from the opposite side, flying at different speeds and directions, and two of them still flew along an arc.

The young man in white screamed, his face became ferocious, and some blood spilled from his ears. He gathered his soul power and transformed into a soul shield, blocking the progress of the three swords.

Amidst the lightning and flint, a "Hung" sound exploded in his ears like thunder, and immediately four more flying knives penetrated, and together with the previous three, instantly shattered the shield.

He didn't even have time to shout before he lay down straight.

Jin Ziming summoned the soul knife to fly back, but did not harm the opponent's soul. After all, he was just blocking the road, and there was no deep hatred.

"Don't worry, he is fine. He will wake up after burning incense. Can I go up now?" Jin Ziming said with a smile.

"Are you a soul cultivator?"

"That's right."

"Okay, you go up there, we need people like you up there."

"I found this place thanks to a friend's guidance. I need to take her up with me."

"Yes, but I can only bring one person." The other party hesitated slightly, then agreed.

Jin Ziming turned to look at Jin Lingling and said with a smile:

"Miss Jin, do you want to go up together?"

Jin Lingling was stunned, and immediately reacted. She immediately looked at her senior brother, and when she saw the other person nodded imperceptibly, she hurriedly said:

"Thank you, Brother Jin. I'll let you go up there and open your eyes, little sister."

"Okay, let's go."

Everyone moved aside the stone ladder and let the two of them pass. They continued to climb in the white mist. When they were still more than 200 feet away from the top of the mountain, a newly reclaimed open space appeared.

Surrounded by misty white clouds and towering ancient trees, it feels a bit otherworldly. Unfortunately, the loess and rocks accumulated in the open space ruin this artistic conception.

A huge mountain wall has been broken open, revealing a heavy door. Outside the door stood more than a hundred young monks.

Jin Ziming glanced around and soon found Shi Kaiqiang who was chatting with someone, so he turned to Jin Lingling and said:

"Miss Jin, be careful and take care of yourself. I'm going over to meet a friend."

Jin Lingling nodded in agreement and found an inconspicuous lawn outside to sit down.

Jin Ziming walked straight towards Shi Kaiqiang and greeted with a smile:

"Senior Brother Shi, I'm here."

"Junior Brother Jin, come on, let me introduce you, these are the disciples of our Lingyun Sect.

Junior Brother Jin has just passed the interview at our branch and will definitely pass the assessment at the headquarters this October. From now on, we will all be brothers.

Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Sister Qi arrived first, and I, along with Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Wang, just arrived today.

Now it is determined that only monks who are under thirty years old and whose soul can detect twenty miles can enter the tomb.

Junior Brother Wang Qingxiang is twenty-nine years old. He is a soul cultivator and can detect a distance of twenty-five miles.

Junior Brother Jin, how are you? Can you detect twenty miles? You only reported seven miles during the branch test. Tell me, how much more have you hidden?" Shi Kaiqiang said with a smile.

"I can now detect a distance of twenty-three miles." Jin Ziming told the truth.

"Good boy, it's hidden deep. Then you and Junior Brother Wang should take care of each other after entering.

Junior Sister Qi, go and re-apply to the person in charge of the first-level sect, and it will be said that two people from the Lingyun Sect meet the requirements."

The young female nun agreed, turned around and walked forward.

The remaining people continued to chat, and Jin Ziming was also talking to the fat senior brother Wang. After all, the two of them were going in together, so it was best to get acquainted with each other.

He finally confirmed that the opponent was good at auxiliary soul-like attacks and had average strong attack ability, but it could coordinate with his own frontal combat.


Chapter completed!