Lin Ran sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, his spiritual consciousness leisurely "watching" the replay of the TV series in the sea of consciousness to pass the time.
Reading self-memory is a trivial matter for a foundation-building monk. There are a lot of animations, TV series, and movies in Lin Ran's memory. It is too easy to kill time.
On the first day of the Feixian Conference, catch up on the drama.
On the second day of Feixian Conference, I continued to watch dramas.
On the third day of Feixian Convention, I am still watching dramas.
On the fourth day of the Feixian Conference, I couldn’t catch up.
Lin Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and without waiting for the two deputy sect masters to say anything, he waved his hand and the immortal version of the surveillance suit appeared in front of the three of them.
The two deputy sect masters looked curiously at this thing that looked like a mortal creature created by extraordinary skills.
Lin Ran didn't pay attention to them, and his eyes fell on the long road leading to the back mountain.
"Two fellow Taoists, an evil visitor has arrived." Lin Ran said to the two of them while transmitting spiritual messages to Zhou Danlong.
The expressions of the two deputy sect leaders changed, and their spiritual consciousness immediately spread out, but no enemies were found around them.
"The evil guest that Elder Lin mentioned is...?" a deputy sect leader asked with a frown.
"The other party has a treasure that blocks spiritual detection. Spiritual consciousness cannot see him." Lin Ran pointed at the sneaky man on the screen and said.
"Is this...the road leading to the back mountain?" Another person looked at the screen in surprise.
"What is this that is so similar to the Water Mirror Technique?"
"You can't see him with the water mirror technique." Lin Ran waved his hand, put away the monitor, and stood up from the Tianling Spring.
"The other party is the ancestor of Jindan. I have already informed the sect master. Before the sect master comes, we will be ready." Lin Ran called out the Feixian Sword and held it tightly in his hand, mentally calculating the probability of survival.
With the Feixian Sword around, the opponent has a very low chance of killing him in a short time.
The Feixian Conference is in the Imperial City, not far from the Feixian Sect. Zhou Danlong can arrive there in five minutes at most.
Looking up at the mouth of the well, Lin Ran had doubts in his eyes.
[Not found yet?]
At the same time, there is a forbidden area in the back mountain.
Yang Ji sneaked to the barren back mountain of Feixian Sect. The gods had guided him in this direction.
But isn’t the place at the core of the world full of spiritual energy and all things growing?
Why don't birds poop here?
Yang Jidong looked to the west, his movements were very careful and he didn't make a single sound.
Some time ago, he went to the original Demon Sect to challenge the Demon Lord, which allowed him to find out the details of the ceiling's combat power in this world.
In a head-on fight, he can ride on the head of the so-called demon lord and shit!
His weak body can be destroyed with one punch!
But!
This thief is like a loach, too slippery to touch.
Forget it if you can't touch it, his spells are really terrifying. If it weren't for the Baji level Thousand Miles Talisman, he would have already confessed.
The beating was really frustrating.
Just one punch! Even if he was only allowed to punch one, he would be sure to overthrow the entire original demon sect!
But...he can't hit it.
Being pulled and numb.
But he’s pulling again!
No, when this mission is over and he returns to the space of the gods, he has to watch the replay of the mission. He doesn’t believe that he didn’t pull it!
"So, where is the core of this damn world hidden?" Yang Ji frowned and thought.
He is not an immortal monk, and his body is full of energy and blood, and he has no spiritual power at all. He can easily be exposed if he stays in the Feixian Sect for a long time.
His life-saving Thousand Miles Talisman has been used. If he is caught again, it will be the end of him.
"I will never come to the world of the immortal system again. It's all crooked ways and not passionate at all." Yang Ji mumbled and scanned around again. Suddenly, a well came into view.
well?
Why is there a well here?
Do the Immortal Monks and the Gou Kings also need to drink water?
Yang Ji frowned, and after a moment, his eyes lit up.
Could the core of the world be at the bottom of the well?
I walked over quickly, and just as I was about to stretch my head to take a look, the hairs on my body stood up.
Without thinking, Yang Ji rolled on the spot.
boom!
The next moment, where Yang Ji was originally standing, there was a bottomless sword pit that stretched for dozens of meters.
"It's a pity that I was avoided."
Yang Ji looked at the old coin in the air with a gloomy expression.
Another sneak attack!
Can this group of immortal cultivators be able to fight against real men?
"You must be the physical cultivator who has been branded with the original demon sect." Zhou Danlong looked at Yang Ji with a blank expression.
He was worthy of being the physical inheritor that Elder Lin said. This surging energy and blood, even if it was hidden in his body, made him feel frightened.
"What is your purpose in coming to Feixian Sect?"
"You talk so much nonsense!" Yang Ji tore off his cloak. Since he was exposed, let's fight quickly!
The terrifying Qi and blood burst out, the huge muscles on Yang Ji's body bulged, the horrifying bloody Qi and blood rose into the sky, and the Qi and blood was burning like a raging smoke.
Zhou Danlong's face changed slightly.
Such appalling energy and blood actually gathered into blood energy and smoke?
If this was a punch to the body...
Even if his cultivation is suppressed, Zhou Danlong does not dare to be careless.
"Flying Immortal Technique!" Zhou Danlong didn't hold anything back, and it was his killing move!
The endless sword shadows were like flying sword immortals. The flying swords all over the sky condensed under the control of Zhou Danlong's spiritual power and flew towards Yang Ji.
"White Tiger!" Yang Ji roared, and an extremely illusory white tiger suddenly appeared behind him, but even if it was extremely illusory, it was still powerful.
The forces of the two systems collided fiercely, and the violent collision force only made the already barren back mountain worse in an instant.
"Spirit-killing array, rise!" In the thick fog, an old voice different from Zhou Danlong suddenly sounded.
Yang Ji, who had countless dense sword marks on his body, jumped up and rushed out quickly, but he was still a step too late.
The old man in Taoist robes quietly appeared in the sky.
Yang Ji raised his hands to the sky, veins popped out all over his body, and the muscles that almost burst made Lin Ran, who was "peeping", speechless.
"We all have big muscles in martial arts, and these chest muscles are bigger than my head." Lin Ran marveled.
He never expected that these stupid reincarnations could find the core of the world for a few minutes, but they found Zhou Danlong and came back.
When he was discovered, he didn't want to run away immediately, but thought about killing Zhou Danlong and then escaping.
Isn't this a fool?
The Feixian Sect is next door to the Imperial City of the Daqian Dynasty. Don’t you know anyone in the Imperial City of the Daqian Dynasty?
Yang Ji resisted the power of the formation and looked at the old man who appeared next to Zhou Danlong with blood-red eyes.
[Why is there another Jiu Yao!!!]
"This man has so much energy and blood, it's extraordinary." The Imperial Master looked down at Yang Ji and said interestingly.
"Thank you, Imperial Master, for your help this time." Zhou Danlong cleverly ignored the topic.
The Imperial Master was aware of it, but he didn't pay much attention.
"If I don't take action, it will only be a matter of time before Sect Leader Zhou can deal with this person."
Zhou Danlong smiled.
"Suppress him."
"That's fine." The Imperial Master nodded and immediately suppressed Yang Ji.
At this time, a sudden change occurred!
The phantom of the white tiger behind Yang Ji shattered, but what followed was that Yang Ji's already terrifying energy and blood increased to a new level again.
"Not good!" The Imperial Master and Zhou Danlong were shocked, but it was too late.
Yang Ji's qi and blood increased again, and Yang Ji, whose qi and blood were like clouds, shattered the magic circle set up by the imperial master in just an instant.
"Death!" Yang Ji's eyes were red, and his right hand was clenched into a fist. The terrifying energy and blood like a red cloud gathered into a vortex in his right hand, and he fiercely blasted towards the direction of the Imperial Master and Zhou Danlong.
The moment Yang Ji punched out!
An extremely bright sword light flashed through the air, and in an instant it struck Yang Ji's right arm from an unknown direction.
The defensive power of Jiuyao martial arts masters is extremely powerful, even comparable to Jiuyao-level magical weapons.
but!
Facing this bright sword light, Yang Ji's proud body was still cut off as easily as tofu.
This sudden turn of events stunned the three people present.
"Do it!" Zhou Danlong was so familiar with this sword light that he was the first to react and said immediately.
The Imperial Master also came back to his senses after hearing Zhou Danlong's words. The huge spiritual power of the Golden Dan Stage circulated and suppressed Yang Ji.
After a while.
Yang Ji, who was suppressed on the ground, was angry and stared at the young man who flew out of the well with a long sword in his eyes with disbelief.
"The third...Jiu Yao!" Yang Ji said through gritted teeth.
Your mother's kiss!
Why does a Feixian Sect have three Jiuyao level immortal cultivators?!
Lin Ran glanced at the time and space mark that was flashing red on the back of his left hand, and swung the Feixian Sword with his right hand again, cutting off Yang Ji's remaining limbs.
Facing the looks cast by others, Lin Ran explained aloud: "When a physical practitioner's limbs are damaged, his Qi and blood will not flow smoothly, and his strength will be reduced sharply. And if all the limbs are destroyed, all the Qi and blood in the body will gather in the chest. , if you don’t take the initiative to dissipate the qi and blood, you will be burst by the surging qi and blood.”
Only then did several people understand why Lin Ran chopped off Yang Ji's limbs.
At this time, Yang Ji had already passed out.
Losing the support of his energy and blood, he was suppressed and could not withstand the huge pressure and passed out.
"Who is this...?" The Imperial Master looked at Lin Ran with surprise. Because Lin Ran was hiding something, his bone age was not discovered and he was just regarded as an ordinary Daoji Perfection monk.
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"I am the hidden genius of Feixian Sect." Zhou Danlong said with a smile.
"Lin Ran has met the Imperial Master." Lin Ran bowed his hands.
"As expected of the genius of Feixian Sect, he is better than his master." The Imperial Master smiled and nodded, "The matter has been resolved, I will leave first, and the rest will be taken care of by fellow Daoist Zhou."
"Excuse me, Imperial Master, for making this trip."
"It's all for the great cause." The Imperial Master smiled and fled away.
There was no question about Yang Ji's particularity during the whole process.
Lin Ran and Zhou Danlong exchanged glances.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, send this man to the spiritual prison."