The blood demon has vicious thoughts in his heart, but the hostility in his body has been put away. It is not the best time yet, and he must not arouse the other party's vigilance.
However, Lin Xuan was not comparable to an ordinary monk. He had seen many conspiracies and tricks in his life. Although he did not know that the monk named Fang was the Blood Demon, he had already noticed this old guy.
Both sides plotted against each other, but on the surface they were very harmonious.
At this time, Lin Xuan ran to ask for directions, and after a flash of light, he came to the eyes of several monks.
There are men and women, and their cultivation levels vary, but they are all in the foundation-building stage.
Several people flew very slowly and kept talking to each other.
Seeing Lin Xuan suddenly appear in front of them, their expressions changed drastically, and they impatiently stretched out their hands and sacrificed the spiritual weapon.
Lin Xuan turned a blind eye and extremely powerful spiritual pressure spurted out from his body.
Several monks felt their whole bodies go limp and almost fell from the air.
Fortunately, this spiritual pressure came and went quickly, but they were already sweating profusely.
Everyone's face turned pale, and an old man with a wrinkled face came out: "Senior, I don't know what your instructions are. We, the Seven Friends of Yunshan, will definitely comply with them."
As he spoke, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan Lin Xuan's body. With his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, it was natural that he could not tell how deep Lin Xuan was.
However, the spiritual pressure just now cannot be possessed by monks in the Condensation Stage. This person is most likely the legendary Yuanying Stage old monster. Thinking of this, the old man's face was full of fear, and his expression became more and more respectful.
"Seven Friends of Yunshan."
Lin Xuan murmured something, these people looked like casual cultivators, and without the protection of the sect, the life of casual cultivators was very difficult, so there were often some casual cultivators with similar temperaments who became sworn brothers to Jinlan, so that both
We are not restricted and can take care of each other when things happen.
"You don't need to panic. You just need to answer a few questions from me and you can leave safely." Lin Xuan's cold words reached his ears with an unquestionable tone.
"Senior, please tell me. I will tell you everything I know." The old man nodded hurriedly, his expression even more respectful.
"Is this Yuling Mountain?"
"That's right." The old man nodded, feeling a little surprised that this question was too simple.
"I heard that a strange fog appeared in the mountains a while ago, and none of the monks who entered it came out alive. It is extremely dangerous. Why are you still here with your cultivation level?"
After hearing this, the old man sighed: "Senior, I don't know. The juniors and others are all casual cultivators with no family and no sect, and their magic power is low. They can't earn many crystal stones in a year, and the spiritual grass in Yuling Mountain is quite rich."
We have no place to make a living except here, not to mention that as long as we don’t enter the strange fog, I heard there won’t be any serious problems.”
Lin Xuan nodded. Although he is now one of the top masters in the human world, in the past he was also a young monk step by step, and he also practiced as a casual cultivator. Naturally, he is well aware of the pain involved.
"wrong!"
Lin Xuan was about to leave, but his expression suddenly became a little strange. He just casually swept it with his spiritual consciousness, and he could sense nearly a thousand monks nearby.
Even before the strange fog appeared, there shouldn't have been so many monks here. Moreover, although Yuling Mountain is the best place for low-level monks, there are still some places with slightly poorer resources in Haoshi City.
It's obviously weird to venture here when there are other options.
The other person is lying.
A young monk in the foundation building stage actually dared to deceive himself.
Lin Xuan's face flashed with evil spirit, and although the old man's cultivation level was low, he was cunning. He immediately understood that the lie had been seen through, and without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Senior, please calm down, senior, please calm down, and this junior will truly be
Tell me the reason.”
"No."
Lin Xuan's mouth showed a sarcastic look: "Originally, Lin didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but you insisted on deceiving me, so you can't blame yourself for being cruel."
Along with the cold words, a ray of light flew out from the fingers, turned into a green strange hand, and grabbed the old man's head.
Although the other party did not want to sit still and wait for death, in front of Lin Xuan, there was no room for resistance for a small foundation-building monk.
Then he began to use the method of searching for souls.
Don't blame Lin Xuan for being cruel, after all, he has given the other party a chance!
If this guy was honest, Lin Xuan might even generously give him a sum of spar, but if he played tricks in front of him, he would be courting death.
Soon Lin Xuan got the result he wanted, with a strange look on his face. The big blue hand flashed and turned into a ball of flame. The old man had already been unconscious, and now he completely disappeared from the world.
The remaining six people witnessed the whole process with their own eyes and were already trembling with fear.
Naturally, no one came to rescue them. Although they said they would live and die together during their sworn vows, they were not stupid. Who would take this sentence seriously?
"Let's go!" Lin Xuan's calm voice reached his ears. After all, he was not a cruel and murderous person. The old man lied, so he was punished. The other people did not speak, so Lin Xuan naturally would not vent his anger on him.
"Senior, will you really let us go?" The speaker was a man dressed as a Confucian scholar, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, seven or eight years old.
Others were also surprised and happy, but their faces were more filled with fear.
"Hmph, do I need to deceive you juniors?" Lin Xuan's face darkened: "You still plan to stay here."
The cold words reached their ears, and the six people were shocked. Naturally, they did not dare to say anything more and left in a hurry.
"Master, can you let them go like this? The hatred has been forged, so you are not afraid of their revenge in the future!"
"Silly girl, although you can't be soft-hearted towards your enemies to avoid causing trouble, it still depends on the situation. They are just a few foundation-building monks. Do you think they are qualified to seek revenge from me one day?"
"That's true." Yue'er nodded. She was too worried. Even if these guys could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, she didn't know how many years had passed. By then, she and the young master would most likely have ascended.
to the spiritual world.
Thinking of ascension, Yue'er couldn't help but think about the little snow fox again. She didn't know what happened to the little guy with three tails. When we meet again, her cultivation level is probably better than mine. No, I have to do it too.
tried.
Yue'er thought like this, but the seven friends of Yunshan who escaped caused another disturbance.
…
Mo Nian was originally a poor scholar who failed many attempts. Later, when he was buying used books, he accidentally got a copy of Confucianism's superficial cultivation techniques for immortality.
It's a coincidence that among mortals, those with spiritual roots are rare. Although Mo Nian's qualifications are not great, he does have spiritual roots with the wood attribute.
So by chance, he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality.
It was a bumpy road, but with great luck, I succeeded in building the foundation. If I were in Yanzhou, I might still be able to live a leisurely life. However, there are too many masters in Yunzhou and there are countless large sects. A casual cultivator in the foundation building period is really nothing.
.
I was bullied everywhere, but later I met a few casual cultivators and became the Seven Friends of Yunshan, taking care of each other. The situation improved slightly, but it was still very difficult.
His greatest wish in this life is to be able to form elixirs.
In that case, even casual cultivators don't have to worry about being bullied, and can even marry into a medium-sized family and become prosperous from then on.
However, the wish is good, but the reality is cruel.
Until recently the opportunity came.
Countless strange clouds and mist appeared in the Yuling Mountain. At first, many immortal cultivators died, and everyone was afraid. But then he got reliable news that a strange treasure was born in the cloud and mist.
Moreover, the rare treasures are not just one or two. It is said that they are the ruins of a large ancient monk. They were originally sealed in the mountain. Later, the seal failed and they were raised to the ground again.
There are elixirs, magic weapons, martial arts books, and many rare materials that are now extinct. As long as you get some, you will no longer have to worry about cultivation resources in the future, and you will have great hope of condensing elixirs.
Although he knew that with his own cultivation, it would be extremely difficult to seize the treasure, but in the face of the tempting benefits, he was not willing to give up, so he teamed up with seven brothers and decided to give it a try.
Wealth and wealth can be found in danger, and this principle also applies to the world of immortality.
But when I arrived at Yuling Mountain, I was shocked. I originally thought there was a strange fog and there shouldn't be many immortal cultivators here, but I didn't expect there were more than before. Could the news have been leaked?
The seven brothers looked at each other with extremely gloomy expressions.
Fortunately, they scanned it with their spiritual sense and found that most of them were low-level monks, in the foundation building stage, and even many disciples in the agility stage. There were only a few masters in the core condensation stage, so they breathed a sigh of relief. If this was the case,
, they still have a chance to get the treasure. After all, as long as the gap is not too big, in addition to strength, luck is also important.
But the good times didn't last long. Another Immortal Cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage came to them. The seven of them were stunned. This kind of old monster intervened, and they couldn't even think about the treasure.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to know the secret yet, so the eldest brother took a risky move and did not reveal the real news, but the result was that he was beaten to pieces.
You have chosen your own life, what should you do now? You are alone, do you still want to go hunting for treasure?
Mo Nian was hesitant. After a moment, his eyes suddenly showed a fierce look: "Well, even if I can't get the ancient monk's treasure, I can't just go back empty-handed. Now there are many spiritual disciples who are here. These
Although people are poorer than themselves, they can still get a few crystal stones after killing them."
It should be noted that Haoshi City is an alliance of casual cultivators, so there are regulations that prohibit fellow Taoists from killing people and robbing treasures at will, otherwise they will be severely punished.
Although high-level monks regard this as nothing, it is still quite binding on low-level immortal cultivators.
However, in today's Yuling Mountain, dragons and snakes are mixed together. Those people are dead, but who knows that they were killed?
Mo Yan thought hard and quickly spotted his prey. He was an immortal cultivator in white clothes. He was about in his early twenties, with bright eyebrows and handsome eyes. He looked like he was born into a noble family.
It can only be cultivated in the late stage of agility.
"Hmph, he must be a disciple from a certain family with poor spiritual roots."
Mo Yan was overjoyed. This kind of person didn't have much cultivation, but his wealth was extremely rich. If he robbed him, he could make a lot of money.
Of course, he also scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that there was indeed no third party nearby, so he licked his tongue and slowly approached...