Chapter 1703 If you can do it, try not to make any noise!
"not good!"
The two middle-aged men were so frightened that they turned pale. Just when they were about to use Taoist magic to resist, their bodies shook violently, and then exploded with a bang, leaving no bones left!
Whoosh!
Lin Hai's figure flashed and appeared at the place where the two men were standing before he died, and then picked up the treasure bag.
After opening the treasure bags one by one, Lin Hai looked down and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Haha, they are all spiritual stones. Now I can make a lot of money!"
Lin Hai was surprised to find that these four treasure bags were all filled with spirit stones. At a rough glance, there were no less than 40,000 to 50,000 spirit stones!
Not to mention being in the Forgotten City where spiritual energy is thin, even in the Earthly Immortal Realm, this can be considered a windfall.
"I think the two people just now are the people who manage the spiritual stones in Yipin Pavilion. However, I met them in the middle and got a big advantage."
Lin Hai put the four treasure bags into the Demon Refining Pot, then flashed towards the Lord's position.
"So many people!"
Along the way, Lin Hai was surprised to find that the streets were full of people walking in a hurry.
Moreover, these people all looked excited, and their walking route happened to be in the same direction as Lin Hai.
"The Mahayana Spirit, I never expected that the Mahayana Spirit would appear in the Forgotten City. It's really unbelievable!"
"If the Mahayana spirit is refined by me, I will be able to advance to the Mahayana level again in my lifetime. It's beautiful to think about it, hahaha!"
"What good thing are you thinking about? As soon as the Mahayana Soul came out, all the eight guardians were alarmed. They all gathered in Baiyun Stream and couldn't compete with each other. How can you share it?"
"Then I have to try my luck. What if I get really lucky this year and I get it? Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, I will not give up!"
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Lin Hai ran quickly while listening to the excited discussions of the earth immortals who were rushing around him, and he immediately understood what was going on.
"The commotion has been going on for a long time, and all the eight guardians of the Forgotten City have been alerted!"
Lin Hai couldn't help but curl his lips and reveal a gloating smile.
"That's good. The more chaotic the Forgotten City is, the better it is for you!"
"At least, Xiongyuantang should not have time to deal with itself for the time being."
Lin Hai was not in a hurry at all, and mixed in with the crowd. Following the group of earthly immortals who were trying their luck, they soon came to the edge of a misty mountain stream.
"Look, the eight guardians are all in the air!"
Suddenly, someone pointed at the sky and exclaimed.
Lin Hai looked up and saw eight auspicious clouds suspended in the sky, between the clouds and mist, occupying different positions.
And above each auspicious cloud, there is a cultivator, seven men and one woman, with huge aura and majestic demeanor. Even if one looks at it from a distance, one will feel a strong sense of oppression.
"Soaring in the clouds and riding in the mist, it's so enviable!"
"I really don't know if I will ever have this opportunity in my life to enjoy the feeling of flying in the air."
"Madeh, just to break through the Mahayana and be able to fly into the sky like the eight great protectors, I also want to get the Mahayana soul!"
Looking at the eight people in the clouds in the sky, the practitioners below were in awe and at the same time, they all showed envy.
Although Huashen and Mahayana are both called Earth Immortals, they are far apart regardless of status or strength.
Not to mention anything else, a soaring cloud and a mist completely divides the transformation of gods and Mahayana into two levels.
No matter these practitioners, even Lin Hai couldn't help but feel greedy when he looked down.
"What the hell, talk about human beings becoming immortals, earthly immortals, Yuan Ying transforming into gods, it's all nonsense!"
"Only when you reach the Mahayana can you be called a true immortal!"
Lin Hai couldn't help but clench his hands, and his eyes were filled with brilliance. Some of the mythological dramas he saw on TV when he was a child came to mind. Which immortal could fly through the clouds and ride the mist like these eight protectors?
“I really don’t know, brother, when will I be able to fly into the sky!”
While Lin Hai and the cultivators on the ground were envious, the eight guardians were in the air, but they were facing each other tit for tat, to the point where they were incompatible with each other.
"Don't say anything else. I was the first to discover this Mahayana Soul, and its original owner has sold it to Yipintang, so it should belong to this protector!"
Xiong Yuantang put his hands behind his back and said angrily to the other seven guardians with an angry look on his face.
And above Xiong Yuantang's head, a dark head was suspended in the air, as if imprisoned by an invisible air shield. There was a deep look of fear on the head's face.
It is the Mahayana Spirit, Your Majesty!
"Of course he is imprisoned!" Lin Hai raised his eyebrows. Seeing that the Lord had not been harmed, he was not in a hurry to show up and was ready to wait and see what would happen.
"Boss, what you said is wrong!"
After Xiong Yuantang finished speaking, a man in a red robe with a gloomy face sneered and said with a sinister smile.
"Second brother, what do you mean?"
Xiong Yuantang suddenly became angry and looked fiercely at the man in red robe who spoke.
The man in red robe was the second protector. He was not afraid of Xiong Yuantang's sharp sword-like gaze. Instead, he curled his lips and smiled coldly and disdainfully.
"It's not interesting! My wife was present at the time. She said that this Mahayana Yuan Shen is the property of a Nascent Soul boy, and you forcibly snatched it away!"
"After that Yuanying boy told the story about the Mahayana Yuanshen, your old man became angry and silenced him. Unfortunately, the paper can't hide the anger after all!"
"Now, if you want to monopolize this Mahayana soul and leave others alone, I won't agree to it!"
"The second brother is right!"
Just as the man in red robe finished speaking, a young man in white clothes with an extremely pale face and an extremely gloomy look suddenly spoke coldly.
"That Nascent Soul boy, his name is Lin Hai, and he is the cousin of my fiancée Ouyang Yun!"
"Now that Lin Hai is dead, my fiancée Ouyang Yun should inherit this Mahayana soul!"
"Boss, as long as you hand over the Mahayana Soul, I, Wang Shihao, can look at the face of being the protector of the Forgotten City and let your subordinates kill Lin Hai. What do you think?"
As soon as Wang Shihao said these words, several other guardians immediately quit.
"Bah, Wang Shihao, you are so shameless!"
"My fiancée's cousin is Ouyang Yun's little lover, right?"
"Wang Shihao, you are more insidious than Xiong Yuantang. If you want to monopolize the Mahayana Soul, there is no way for you to do so!"
For a moment, several guardians were in the clouds, quarreling and cursing fiercely.
"Haha, keep arguing and fight!"
Lin Hai was below and looked funny for a while.
He is just watching the excitement now and doesn't mind the trouble. These eight guardians are the only people Lin Hai needs to be afraid of in the Forgotten City.
If these eight people fight, it would be best if everyone loses and Lin Hai will be happy.
Seeing several guardians shouting and scolding each other in the sky, the quarrel became more and more intense, and suddenly a loud shout rang out.
"That's enough. Fortunately, you are all Mahayana nobles. Don't you think it's embarrassing to quarrel in front of a group of juniors?"
As soon as these words fell, the several guardians stopped arguing and looked at the only female guardian among the eight people.
But I saw that this female protector, a beautiful woman with a hot figure and a decisive look, was looking at several other people with deep disdain.
"Hmph, it's impossible for anyone to give up on this Mahayana spirit. What do you think we should do?"
One of the protectors snorted coldly and asked the female protector.
The female protector just raised her lips in a sneer, opened her red lips lightly, and spoke indifferently.
"What should I do? What else can I do!"
"In our hometown of Nagada, there is a saying that says, if you can do something, try not to make any noise!"
As soon as the female protector finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and the auspicious clouds had already cut through the sky and flew towards Xiongyuan Hall.
"Quick!" Then, a soft shout sounded in the sky, followed by a bright light that shrouded the Lord!