Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 11 Search the Cave!

Time passes slowly.

The formation, which was originally filled with red light, was gradually dyed with blue light at this moment.

As spiritual power continued to flow into the array, the blue light became more and more dazzling.

Old Master Xu in the distance looked at Wang Lin who was trying his best to break the formation in front of him, and couldn't help licking his lips. His right hand fell on the storage bag on his waist.

Naturally, Mr. Xu’s actions did not escape Wang Lin’s notice.

When Wang Lin was using means to break the formation, his consciousness never left the Xu family's grandfather and grandson. As the blue light in front of him became more and more dazzling, Wang Lin's smile became more and more intense.

As long as he controls the formation in front of him, no matter how the two of them fall out, they will be nothing but fish on the chopping board.

"Boom!"

With the last roar, the red light on the light curtain completely dissipated at this moment.

This also means that the formation in front of him has been completely controlled by Wang Lin.

"open!"

As Wang Lin snorted, the light curtain of the formation in front of him slowly opened.

A passage that was only wide enough for one person appeared before their eyes.

As the passage opened, a cold light flew out from Old Man Xu's storage bag.

"Boy, you are still too young."

Old Master Xu looked at the gap with greed on his face and laughed grimly: "Die for me."

Listening to the sharp sound of breaking air coming from behind him, Wang Lin had a blank expression on his face. He just flashed his body and instantly stepped into the formation.

"Crash!"

The light curtain quickly returned to normal, and the cold light fell heavily.

A white jade hairpin fell outside the light curtain, and streaks of snow-white frost quickly spread from the hairpin, completely covering the entire light curtain of the formation.

However, even if Mr. Xu used all his strength to activate this magical weapon, he was unable to destroy the formation in front of him.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Seeing Wang Lin enter the formation, and thinking that his decades of planning had now come to naught, Old Man Xu's face became extremely angry, and he kept roaring.

Xu Ruyan, who was standing behind him, looked at the furious grandfather. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she said tremblingly, "This kid can't stay in there forever. We'll stay outside and we'll definitely be able to catch him."

After hearing what his granddaughter said, Mr. Xu calmed down a lot. With a gloomy face, he said fiercely, "Ruyan is right. When this bastard comes out, I will make him pay."

……

Not to mention that the two of them were thinking about how to cut them into pieces, at this moment Wang Lin was looking at the scene in front of him and was in a dilemma for a moment.

The valley scene just now was an illusion. After entering the formation, I found that it was actually a cave.

Looking at the tightly closed bronze door in front of him, a hint of hesitation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

After all, this is a cave dwelling for foundation-building cultivators, so it is better to be cautious.

With this in mind, Wang Lin lightly tapped the storage bag on his waist. A red light flashed, and the Fire Cloud Sword cut through the void and flew straight towards the bronze gate.

"Boom!"

As soon as the two collided, a loud roar was heard.

The huge bronze door slowly opened, and a light warm breeze blew towards us.

Feeling the oncoming heat wave, Wang Lin did not dare to be careless. He shook his wrist and pulled back the Fire Cloud Sword in mid-air.

The spiritual power in the body slowly poured into the red spiritual silk, which seemed to have life and constantly wrapped around Wang Lin.

Strands of red light emerged from the red spirit silk and soon condensed into a layer of faint red light shield.

After finishing everything, Wang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the cave cautiously.

The cave was extremely dark. With the red glow emitted by the red spirit silk on the surface of the body, Wang Lin could see that there was a bluestone road behind the door.

The walls on both sides were made of huge unknown black stones. There was no spiritual power at all on them. They were obviously just ordinary stones.

On the walls, lamps were hung every three meters.

Wang Lin’s spiritual sense probed around and he walked forward cautiously.

After walking for a full hundred feet, the surrounding space suddenly became clear. Before Wang Lin could look around, the lamps on the wall suddenly flashed with fire.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Fire flickered from time to time throughout the cave, and the darkness dissipated in an instant, revealing a stone chamber ten feet in size.

The stone chamber was very empty. Apart from some tables and chairs, there was a picture album hanging in front.

On the left and right sides are two side halls.

If there are any treasures, they must be in the side halls.

Wang Lin did not leave in a hurry, but carefully examined the objects in the stone chamber.

After all, it is used by cultivators who are building their foundation, so there might be treasures hidden inside.

After a full stick of incense.

Wang Lin looked at the wooden chairs piled in front of him, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "I was overthinking it."

With this in mind, Wang Lin smiled and shook his head, but the corner of his eye caught sight of the painting on the wall.

The painting does not depict a human figure, but an orange-red firebird of unknown species.

The whole body is red, except for a pair of black eyes, and the feathers are clear and lifelike.

Wang Lin walked forward slowly, his spiritual awareness stretched out from between his brows and poured into the painting.

"what?"

Suddenly Wang Lin exclaimed, he thought it was just an ordinary painting, but he didn't expect that there was a trace of spiritual power hidden in this painting.

“It’s actually a magical weapon!”

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly, took the painting down, and chuckled, "It's a pity that the grade is not high. In addition, after so many years, the spiritual power on it has dissipated. I guess in terms of power, it is only comparable to a low-level magic weapon."

After saying that, Wang Lin casually picked up the scroll and put it into his storage bag, then looked towards the side hall on the left.

“I hope it will bring me some surprises.”

Wang Lin muttered to himself, then strode into the hall.

Just like the main hall, as Wang Lin entered, the hall quickly became brightly lit.

“It’s actually a medicinal field.”

Wang Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

The center of the hall is built with red bricks and stones, and a fruit tree sways gently in the medicinal field.

"Fire Spiritual Fruit!"

But soon, a trace of disappointment flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. This fruit tree exuded a scorching heat, and it was obviously not the water-based elixir he was looking for.

Wang Lin glanced at the fruit trees. Due to the closed area, seven or eight flowers had bloomed on them, but they were unable to be fertilized and bear fruit.

He did not know how to transplant, and looking at this unknown spiritual fruit tree, Wang Lin did not know how to start for a moment.

"Forget it, let's go to the last hall and take a look."

After searching two halls in succession without finding much, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

It was not until Wang Lin arrived at the main hall on the right and saw a white corpse sitting on a cushion that joy appeared on Wang Lin's face.

Wang Lin quickly glanced around and found that the room in front of him should be a training room.

There should have been quite a few books on the bookshelf behind me many years ago, but they have been eroded by the years.

At this time, only a pile of book dust was left.

"Storage bags!"

A gleam of light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and then he quickly stepped forward and picked up the white storage bag around the waist of the corpse.

The storage bag is snow-white all over, with a few strands of gold threads embroidered on it, along with the three words "Hehuan Sect".

"Hehuan Sect?"

Wang Lin frowned slightly and looked at the storage bag in front of him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Why did this cultivator from the Hehuan Sect die here?"

(End of this chapter)