Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 337 Divine Seal Technique

"At three o'clock every day, Jie Shuozhou will wait here. Anyone who wants to go back after completing the mission can come here."

"One last reminder: Fighting is prohibited in Zhongyin Mountain, and those who violate it will be severely punished!"

After finishing speaking, the monk in red waved his hand, motioning for everyone to get off the boat.

"Brother Zhao, there will be a time later."

"Brother Wei, goodbye."

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi bid farewell with each other, each found a direction, and rushed down the mountain.

Although the two walked together all the way and got closer, it is better to separate the picking of spirit grass, otherwise it will be easy to get dirty.

In the world of cultivating immortals, in order to compete for treasures, there are many examples of brothers turning against each other and friends turning against each other. There is no need to test human nature.

boom!
The fat monk jumped off the Jie Shuo boat and shouted: "I'll ask you again..."

Halfway through the speech, seeing that Zhao Lin and Wei Shi didn't pay attention to him at all, and had already run for more than twenty feet, he couldn't help being furious.

"If you want to get rid of our family, you are probably thinking too much!"

Two streamers like arrows shot at Zhao Lin and Wei Shi respectively.

Zhao Lin was taken aback. The monk in red just finished saying that fighting is forbidden in Zhongyin Mountain, and he cast a spell. Could it be that the rules are just for display?
Turning around and looking closely, I saw that the streamer was actually a cloud of yellow air, with a ray of purple light shining through the yellow air.

"Divine Seal!"

Zhao Lin understood that the big fat monk wanted to put a tracking mark in his body!

The air mass on the outer layer of the spell is used to break through the defensive spells, and the purple light on the inner layer is the mark of the monk's spiritual consciousness.

Once he was hit by this spell, no matter where he was within a hundred miles, the fat monk could sense and track him with his spiritual sense.

Strictly speaking, the divine seal technique is not an offensive spell, no wonder the big fat monk dared to use it blatantly.

"Rock armor!"

Zhao Lin stopped drinking, and a yellow light rose in front of him. The earth spirit energy gathered and turned into a rugged rock shield in an instant.

boom!
When the divine seal technique hit the rock shield, it immediately exploded from the middle, and the divine seal disappeared without a trace.

The result on Wei Shi's side was the same. Although Physical Cultivator was not good at spells, he had plenty of defensive means.

I saw layers of blue light emanating from behind him, as if he was wearing a fish scale armor.

The divine seal technique hit it, but it failed to penetrate, and it bounced off directly.

"what?"

The big fat monk was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly missed both sides, hesitated for a while, and tried his best not to catch up.

If he wanted to keep the two of them, he had to use offensive spells. The monk in red was right next to him, so it was difficult to do so for the time being.

"You guys ran fast this time, but sooner or later it will fall into our hands!"

The big fat monk cursed, and at the same time, doubts arose in his heart: the spells in the Yinfeng Realm have been weakened, and the body protection skills that can't penetrate the body are nothing more than that, why can't even a small martial artist be dealt with?
Judging from the perception, Zhao Lin's Rock Armor Technique seems to be not only at the Xiaocheng level, but is it at the proficient level?

"Impossible, I must have misunderstood, how could it be possible to cultivate proficient spells at the third level of Qi Refining?"

……

Zhao Lin ran for a while, but he didn't see the big fat monk chasing him. He calmed down a bit, but he still didn't stop on his feet.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour later that I used ultrasonic waves to detect that there was no one nearby, and then gradually slowed down.

Facing the ninth-level Qi Refining monk, Zhao Lin felt a lot of pressure.

Although he had just defeated the bandit cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining just two days ago, the two are not the same.

Bandit cultivators have no fixed place to live and have been cultivating in the wild for a long time, so their strength is somewhat different from that of the serious sect cultivators.

The fat monk is at least 40 years old in appearance, and this age means that he is likely to practice one or two master-level spells.

If this is the case, it will be very difficult for my proficient spells to resist it, not to mention that the mana of the two parties is not at the same level.

After observing for a while, Zhao Lin has a deeper understanding of Yinfeng Realm.

Because the aura is thin, casting spells here will consume more mana, and the effect will also be compromised. The rock armor technique released just now is obviously lower than expected in terms of thickness and firmness.

Zhao Lin released his consciousness and found that the detection distance has been shortened by about [-]%.

Originally, the range that the spiritual sense could touch was thirty feet, but now it is only twenty feet.

In this environment, low-level monks fighting against high-level monks will face the dilemma of being invisible, unstoppable, and unstoppable.

Besides, I'm here to collect Yinfeng grass and carry out the mission of the sect, so it's best if there is no conflict.

Zhao Lin collected himself and looked around. He could vaguely see the rolling hills nearby and the towering peaks in the distance.

The Yinfeng Realm is not big, shaped like a fist with a thumb outstretched, only a few hundred miles long and wide, about the size of a province in the mortal world.

But the terrain here is complex, with high mountains and low lands. If it is extended, the area is not small. If you want to travel the entire Yinfeng Realm, it will definitely not be possible in a month or two.

Zhao Lin proceeded cautiously while scanning continuously with ultrasonic waves.

An hour passed, but not a single Yinfeng grass was found.

"This is also normal. There are monks looking for Yinfeng grass all year round in the Yinfeng Realm, and the places that are easy to reach have already been lighted. Besides, Yinfeng grass mostly grows in corners..."

Zhao Lin pondered secretly, quickened his pace, and rushed towards a mountain not far away.

The mountain is not high, and there are thick vines everywhere.

Because there are no big trees to entangle, most of these vines grow horizontally, or intertwined with each other, intertwined and twisted together, which looks weird.

Zhao Lin intends to fly into the sky to check, but think about it or forget it. Although he can see everything from a high place, he can be seen by others when they look up.

And after all, this is a small world full of unknowns, so be cautious.

At this moment, Zhao Lin's heart suddenly became alert, he suddenly raised his head and looked around.

Five ghosts slid over without a sound, less than twenty feet away from him!

Zhao Lin shuddered, the ghost was so close, why didn't he notice it at all?
Although this thing's attack power is not strong, but it suddenly appeared, making people feel scared.

Divine consciousness and ultrasonic waves scanned, and immediately understood what was going on.

The ghost is tangible and intangible, almost transparent, and if it is far away, it is difficult for the consciousness to perceive it.

When the ultrasonic wave encounters a ghost, it can easily penetrate through it, and only a very small amount of ultrasonic wave returns.

It was Zhao Lin's first encounter with a ghost, and he had no experience in this area, and he didn't notice it until the other party approached.

"Fortunately, it is an ordinary ghost, and it has not given birth to spiritual wisdom."

Whether ghosts give birth to wisdom or not depends mainly on two points: appearance and spiritual consciousness.

Ordinary ghosts are silvery white, generally no more than three feet wide, and ghosts that give birth to spiritual wisdom are larger and blue in color.

Although no spiritual wisdom was born, it seemed that out of instinct, the five ghosts formed a circle and surrounded Zhao Lin.

"Flame Arrow!"

Zhao Lin waved his hand and released the spell without thinking.

(End of this chapter)