Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1212 Jin Tong's Fear

Ling Yichen saw the white-robed monk staring at him intently, and hurriedly walked up to him.

As soon as I raised my hand, I heard the other party ask, "Is that you?"

The waist that had just bent did not continue to bend. Ling Yichen looked up, with a bit of confusion in his smiling face: "What?"

"Just now," the white-robed monk said with a serious face, "I seemed to feel a faint divine sense passing by, but when I checked carefully, I couldn't find any trace. So was it you? Did you use your divine sense to check me just now?"

Ling Yichen reacted and nodded: "Yes, I couldn't find you just now, so I used my spiritual sense to check. I didn't mean to offend you, please forgive me."

Ling Yichen crossed his arms and bowed deeply, without seeing the white-robed monk relax visibly.

"You are not the on-duty monk, are you?" The monk in white wanted to reprimand him, but after thinking for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Ling Yichen heard his bad tone and knew that he had offended someone, so he replied respectfully: "I am on a mission from the sect, please take a look, senior brother."

He held out a jade talisman with both hands.

The monk in white took it, glanced through it quickly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Patrol management? I see. In special circumstances, I will help you as soon as possible. You can go now."

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Ling Yichen respectfully put away the jade talisman and asked, "Excuse me, Senior Brother, have you ever met a few people from Changtian Sect?"

His hand trembled, and a scroll of paintings opened, revealing portraits of Lin Fan and others. The watercolor paintings were not lifelike, but they were about 70% similar.

The monk in white took a look and said, "I have never been here before. Go look for it somewhere else."

Ling Yichen politely took his leave and only breathed a sigh of relief after he was far away.

As a cultivator at the initial stage of the Golden Core stage, he was considered the lowest level of existence in front of the cultivators at the Golden Core stage.

In the past, I always wanted to advance to the Golden Core stage. Once I advance to the Golden Core stage, I will be able to leave the foundation building stage behind and be one step ahead of others.

But after he really entered the Golden Core, he discovered that there were countless Golden Cores above him, not to mention a large number of Nascent Souls and Spiritual Divisions...

He had only left the foundation-building stage, but was still at the lower level of cultivators.

In front of a cultivator who was higher in cultivation than him, he still had to kowtow and curry favor with him...

He wants to become stronger! He must become stronger to get rid of this constraint!
The opportunity is now before us.

As long as he does this well, his future will be limitless...

Lin Fan had no idea about Ling Yichen's dream.

After being discovered, she quickly restrained and adjusted her spiritual sense, and sure enough, the other party could no longer track her.

Of course, we also have to thank Ling Yichen for coming in time. If it weren't for this coincidence, the white-robed monk would have put the blame on him. Given the other party's level of vigilance, if they really investigated, it would probably bring them a series of troubles.

After this incident, Lin Fan was more careful to expand the scope of his investigation with his spiritual sense. Only after he passed by other Jindan cultivators and found that they were unaware of anything did he feel at ease and boldly go deeper.

Who would have thought that the Mingmin Mountain, which is tall and majestic, with a solid texture and is regarded as a barrier by the world, is actually full of tunnels. The dense and scattered arrangement of tunnels reminds people of human blood vessels, but they are much denser than blood vessels. If you have to say, they are more like nerves.

She remembered the legend that Mingmin Mountain was formed by the flesh body of an immortal during a great war in ancient times. Now it seemed that there was some "evidence" to this legend.

The line of sight continued to expand and sink as the spiritual consciousness continued to expand.

Going down from the Taixu Palace headquarters, relatively spacious spaces of varying sizes began to appear in the maze-like passages.

Lin Fan's spiritual sense swept over it, and either there was nothing there, or it was full of traps. But such changes were enough to show that there were more possibilities underneath.

She was so absorbed in her exploration that she didn't feel anything was wrong.

But Jin Tong, who had been watching from the side, was terrified. Lin Fan's face was as pale as gold paper, and his whole body seemed to be petrified. He did not move for a long time, and even his breathing could not be felt.

In the dark passage, only Jin Tong and Lin Fan were in the light.

Light and shadow can magnify time. Jin Tong felt that a very long time had passed. She felt hungry. After enduring it, she felt even more hungry again.

"Is he dead?" Jin Tong pressed his cramping stomach tightly. Once this thought came to his mind, it was like a wildfire that could not be put back.

She thought a lot and hesitated for a long time before she approached cautiously, wanting to feel Lin Fan's breath.

But after he really squatted down and stretched out his fingers, he saw Lin Fan's profile and the knotted muscles around his eyes.

The whites of her eyes had long disappeared, leaving only the pitch-black eyeballs, which bulged high as if they were haunted by evil spirits as in the legend. They seemed like they would fall out of their sockets in the next second, or turn around and pounce on her to bite her throat.

Jin Tong covered his mouth tightly, sat down on the ground, and then used his hands and feet to back away until his back was hurt by the rocks. Seeing that Lin Fan was still motionless, he dared to open his mouth to breathe.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Her tears could not stop flowing out. She murmured for a long time before she touched Lingxi.

But her hands seemed to be out of her control, they were numb and had no feeling, yet they kept shaking violently.

I finally clicked on the top group and tried to whisper something, but found that even my lips and tongue were out of control, and my voice seemed to be hoarse, and only a slight breath could be heard.

Jin Tong was shaky and confused, afraid that Lin Fan might come back to life, so he didn't dare to speak loudly. Just as he was getting anxious, Du Xingyu's words came to him.

"What did you say? Say it again?!"

Jin Tong didn't like Du Xingyu, he even hated him. Du Xingyu's tone was not good either, it could be considered fierce.

Under normal circumstances, Jin Tong would have been chirping in her heart again, but at this moment, she felt that his voice was like the sound of nature, and it made her, who was cold all over, finally regain some control.

"Who died? Who are you talking about?" Mu Jingjing's angry voice also sounded.

"I said," Jin Tong felt as if courage was flowing into her body from their voices. She panted rapidly, stared at Lin Fan, and retreated to the edge of the light, "Senior Sister Lin is dead, she is dead!"

"Impossible!" Yu Sinian ordered in a cold voice, "What's the situation? Tell me clearly!"

Jin Tong told her that Lin Fan had been motionless for a long time, and she went to check and found that he had stopped breathing and his eyes were black.

"Really? I'm not lying to you. There's not a single bit of blood on it. It looks like it's covered in gold paper. Is it going to turn into a zombie?! I'm so scared. Senior brothers and sisters, who can save me... my senior sister!"

"How could it be?" Shen Xiuyuan's voice was so high that it didn't sound like him. He gasped and replied, "Lin Fan was fine, how could he suddenly..."

"Impossible!" Mu Jingjing had already started to curse, "Are you being held hostage by some strange thing? If you are threatened, just cough. How could Lin Fan die? She is..."

"Returning, wait!" Du Xingyu's voice was wrapped in the sound of the wind, and it was obvious that he was using his supernatural powers.

At this time, of course, no one would worry about the recovery of spiritual power. Everyone rushed back with all their strength.

Of course, they noticed that Lin Fan's position had not moved for a long time, and they all thought she was casting a spell, but they didn't expect that she would suddenly...

Yu Sinian's voice was filled with viciousness, "If I knew that it was you who did something behind my back..."

“It’s unfair!” Jin Tong cried out in fear, “How could I possibly do anything to my senior sister? Besides, I can’t do anything! Wuuuuu… Help!”

"Are you sure there's no breath?" Shen Xiuyuan was also anxious.

Jin Tong thought about it. She really didn't feel the breath, but was there anything under Lin Fan's nose...

She looked at Lin Fan. Although she didn't move, she became more and more scared the more she looked, as if some monster would explode out of her body in the next second. She didn't dare to get close to him no matter what. She hugged herself tightly and cried.

"It's true, it might be that he has been possessed by some monster in the mountains. Help, someone please save us!"