Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Halfway through the journey, Wang Lin bowed to Han Li and the other two:

"My fellow Taoists, I have something else to attend to, so I will not be traveling with you three."

"We live not far from each other, so we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

Lu Luo said with a smile.

"Well, then Lan will take his leave now!"

The Fire Dragon Boy didn't say anything polite. He nodded to Wang Lin and walked towards another street alone.

Looking at the figures of several people leaving.

Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes moved, and she smiled and nodded: "It just so happens that I also want to see if there is anything I need!"

Then he bowed to Wang Lin and turned to leave.

Looking at Nangong Wan's departing figure, Wang Lin wandered around the city for half a day.

It was not until the sky gradually darkened that Wang Lin murmured:
"It's almost time, it's time to visit that person."

After saying this, Wang Lin walked quickly towards a familiar street without any hesitation.

After half an incense stick of time, Wang Lin quickly arrived at a familiar inn.

Look up.

What comes into view are three golden plaques of "Jinglong Pavilion".

A smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips, and without any delay, he quickly stepped into the pitch-black door.

As soon as Fang stepped into the house, the words of Tianjing Zhenren came into his ears:

"Welcome to our pavilion again! I didn't expect that Han Daoyou is such a punctual person. It's exactly the time we agreed to meet."

As Wang Lin entered the attic, the whole room suddenly became brightly lit. Taoist Tianjing was sitting behind the long table, looking at him with a smile, just as he had seen him during the day.

"Since Wang took the initiative to meet with the real person, how could I be late? But judging from the real person's appearance, it seems that he has been waiting for some time. I am really a little scared!"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled, then waved his sleeves and the door behind him closed.

Then, a layer of light curtain formed to block the detection of spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, the door of the house was also covered.

Looking at the scene before him, Master Tianjing smiled softly and said:
"When Daoyou left during the day, he suddenly sent me a message saying that he still had the Soul Stone in his hand. I wonder if this is true or false?"

After asking this question, the old Taoist narrowed his eyes, seeming a little unconvinced.

After all, he has been searching for the Soul Stone outside for quite some time.

But there hasn't been much gain so far.

Now that he had learned the whereabouts of the Soul Stone from Wang Lin, he found it incredible.

Wang Lin did not reply, but shook his wrist.

A soul stone as big as the day appeared in his hand.

The soul stone radiates a light green light and a strong yin energy, which is quite extraordinary.

Looking at the soul stone in Wang Lin's hand, Tianjing Zhenren's face immediately showed excitement, and he couldn't wait to say:
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"What Daoyou said is indeed true. I wonder how many soul stones of this quality Brother Wang still has."

"I am willing to exchange them all for mine. Spiritual stones, materials? Just ask me, fellow Daoist!"

Looking at Tianjing Zhenren in this state, Wang Lin knew that it had succeeded.

Then he waved his sleeves and took out four more soul stones.

Including the soul stone just now, there are now five in total.

Looking at the five soul stones that Wang Lin took out, Zhenren Tianjing's breathing became heavier.

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly:
"Fellow Daoist Tianjing, there is no need to be so anxious. I took out the Soul Stone this time because I was planning to make a deal with you."

But before that, I have to ask you a question. "

Tianjing Zhenren waved his hands quickly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please feel free to ask any questions you want."

"What I want to ask is related to the Soul Stone. I hope Brother Tianjing can give me some advice."

Wang Lin clasped his fists and asked with a chuckle.

"What do you mean, fellow Taoist? I don't quite understand!"

The old Taoist who originally had a kind face, his expression changed drastically when he heard Wang Lin's words, and he asked in a deep voice with a gleam in his eyes.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "To be honest, I am good at puppetry. These soul stones were obtained from the remains of ancient puppet beasts."

"If I am not mistaken, the Soul Stone should be the key to the ancient monks' creation of puppetry."

After hearing this, Master Tianjing's facial expression froze, his eyes were as sharp as ice, his lips were tightly pursed, and he stared at Wang Lin in silence without saying a word.

Wang Lin said nothing and had no expression on his face.

This old Taoist sought soul stones, but ended up obtaining a few intact puppets.

The purpose is to use the soul stone to drive the puppet.

However, what he wanted was the method of making puppets, which was not in conflict with it.

Don't worry about the transaction failing.

After a moment of silence, an expression of emotion appeared on Tianjing Zhenren's face.

"Humph! I can tell you the origin of my puppet beast, but in exchange, you must tell me where you got the soul stone from."

The old Taoist stretched out a finger and tapped the table twice, then looked at Han Li in the same cold tone and said.

"no problem!"

Wang Lin seemed to have been prepared and responded without hesitation.

Zhenren Tianjing revealed to Wang Lin that he had discovered some ancient puppetry refining methods in the ruins of an ancient cultivator.

These refining methods record that the puppet beasts created possess extremely high power.

However, their production requires very rare materials and must be refined together with special stones called soul stones to be successful.

However, soul stones are extremely rare, and Tianjing Zhenren has only found a small number of them so far, which is why he had exchanged them directly at the exchange meeting before.

Wang Lin also revealed the dark place where the soul stone was located.

“There is such a strange place.”

Tianjing Zhenren's expression changed slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "I can't even use my magic power."

"If you want these soul stones, just trade them with me using the Ancient Puppetry Technique."

Wang Lin no longer looked at Tianjing Zhenren and spoke lightly.

After listening to Wang Lin's words, Master Tianjing fell into deep thought.

After half a cup of tea, Tianjing Zhenren finally spoke: "Okay!"

Say it.

Zhenren Tianjing tapped the storage bag on his waist, then took out a jade slip that recorded ancient puppetry and handed it to Wang Lin.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lin, who knew the plot, naturally knew that the ancient puppetry recorded in the jade slips required very rare materials.

It is not something that can be refined in this era.

This is also the reason why he was able to trade this jade slip so readily.

Otherwise, considering the value of this jade slip alone, Master Tianjing would be reluctant to hand it over.

Wang Lin took the jade slip, placed it between his eyebrows, and carefully examined it with his spiritual sense.

After a moment, Wang Lin pretended to be angry, put down the jade slip, looked directly at Master Tianjing, and remained silent.

"What's wrong? The several high-level puppets introduced here, the highest level can even reach the strength of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, can't they meet your needs?"

The old Taoist asked with a smile.

"Humph! It's indeed very tempting, but the main materials needed for these puppets are actually rare and precious items such as ten thousand year old ironwood."

Wang Lin snorted coldly, staring at the Taoist priest Tian Zhen, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and said:

"Not to mention some other auxiliary materials, some of which I have never even heard of. How can I find them?" Tianjing Zhenren said cunningly with a relaxed look on his face:

"Haha, regarding this issue, I can only express my regret."

"However, isn't there a detailed diagram of the various materials needed on the jade slip? Perhaps with your luck and resources, you can gather all the necessary items."

"Humph!"

Listening to what Tianjing Master said, Wang Lin snorted and swept his sleeves to sweep the five soul stones in front of Tianjing Master, then bowed and said:

"Although there was a loss this time, I have no complaints. Now that the deal is settled, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he bowed and said goodbye, turned around and left the attic with a hint of depression, without looking back.

Seeing Wang Lin's figure gradually disappearing, Master Tianjing frowned slightly, and then put the soul stone in front of him into the storage bag.

The puppet refining technique obtained in this transaction was of no practical use to him, but the number of soul stones he got in exchange made him extremely satisfied.

These soul stones were enough to complete his final transformation of those unfinished puppets.

at the same time.

Wang Lin had arrived several streets away, playing with the white jade slip in his right hand, with a smile on his face.

In puppetry, the rarest thing is the thousand-year-old iron wood.

For others, finding the thousand-year-old ironwood is extremely difficult.

But for Wang Lin, he could easily gather all the materials with the help of the small green bottle.

It's so simple.

……

Half a month later, the once-in-a-century trade fair was held as scheduled.

Monks from all directions flocked into this city of monastics.

On the second day of the trade fair, the auction houses in the city began to auction various precious items, attracting many wealthy monks to bid.

After several days of fierce bidding, the atmosphere in the auction hall was heated.

As today's auction drew to a close, several treasures attracted the attention of many high-level monks, and some sects even mobilized resources to participate in the bidding.

However, most of them did not have what they needed, but instead collected some materials for refining ancient puppets at the trade fair.

"It's time to go to the appointment with Nanlong Hou!"

Wang Lin glanced at the sky and muttered to himself, today is the fourth day of the trade fair, which is the day they had agreed on.

Following the better path, Wang Lin came to a seemingly ordinary stone house.

The stone house looks very ordinary, consisting of only two small connected houses, and is not eye-catching.

When Wang Lin walked here, he found that Han Li, who was dressed in green, had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw Wang Lin coming, he smiled and said, "Brother Wang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Lin smiled and nodded, then he clasped his hands and said, "In that case, let's go in together!"

Han Li understood and was about to go forward and knock on the door.

With a "click", the door opened.

Just then, a bearded man wearing a purple robe and a jade crown walked out of the house with a smile on his face.

Nanlong Hou seemed to have anticipated the arrival of Wang Lin and Han Li. As soon as he saw Wang Lin and Han Li, he immediately stepped forward and introduced them with a smile:
"Friend Wang, Friend Han, you are finally here."

Under the leadership of Nanlong Hou.

Wang Lin and Han Li walked into the house together.

As soon as he entered the house, Wang Lin noticed something strange.

The room was empty and silent, as if no one lived there.

And a hidden ban was set up in the corner of the wall.

Seeing Wang Lin's gaze, Nangong Wan smiled slightly:
"Of course, my little trick cannot be hidden from you, fellow Taoist. Please follow me."

As he spoke, Nanlong Hou made some magic gestures with his right hand.

A golden light flashed by and instantly landed on the floor.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the inconspicuous ground suddenly glowed white, the illusion disappeared, and a dark stone staircase appeared.

Nanlong Hou walked down the stone steps first, and Wang Lin and Han Li followed quickly.

The stone steps were very short, and almost as soon as they stepped in, they arrived at a small underground hall.

The light in the hall was dim, and a few moonstones emitted a soft white light, making the entire space appear flickering and not very clear.

At this time, six people were already sitting and waiting.

When these cultivators saw Nanlong Hou, Wang Lin and Han Li coming in, they all turned their eyes to them.

Wang Lin glanced around and found that the six people present were all at the Nascent Soul stage.

The old man in white had the same cultivation level as Nanlong Hou, and had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

On the surface, he is with Nanlong Hou, but in private, he is a member of the Guiling Sect.

Nan Longhou, as the host of this gathering, stood in the center with a solemn look on his face and said in a deep voice:

"Among you fellow Taoists, there are both righteous cultivators and demonic cultivators, as well as independent cultivators."

"Although your backgrounds vary, you all possess powerful spiritual abilities, which is why I invited you all here."

Han Li, who was standing behind Wang Lin, was cheered up at this moment.

"The purpose of gathering you all together is to go to the Mulan Grassland together." Nanlong Hou announced slowly after looking around.

"Mulan Grassland?"

When this name was mentioned, most of the monks present were shocked.

When Han Li heard this, his expression instantly became serious.

"Brother Nanlong, are you right? Are you going to Mulan Grassland?"

The cold-faced monk surnamed You frowned and couldn't help asking, "Master Mulan is very difficult to deal with."

The stern-faced monk asked with a frown, as if he really believed what he heard.

"I have a deep understanding of how difficult it is to deal with a mage."

Nan Longhou said in a deep voice:

"I once fought a Yuanying-stage mage for three days and three nights. Although his cultivation was slightly inferior to mine and his magic weapon was not to be feared, in the end neither of us could win."

Wang Tiangu heard this, smiled slightly, and said leisurely:
"Since that's the case, you are still determined to go to Mulan Grassland. It seems that there must be something extraordinary there. Otherwise, with Brother Nanlong's caution, he would never take such a risk."

Nan Longhou's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and then he smiled and said:

"Brother Wang knows my heart well. Have you ever heard of the name of 'Master Cang Kun'?"

When these words were spoken, everyone felt that they sounded familiar. One old woman was even more moved, and a gleam of light flashed in her cloudy eyes.

"Master Cang Kun! Could he be the mad cultivator from the south of the sky who overwhelmed both the righteous and evil sects thousands of years ago?"

Nanlong Hou said slowly:

"Just as Madam Tai said, this Master Cang Kun has great magical powers and is almost unmatched."

"Even the leaders of the two major forces, the Great Elder of the Demonic Hehuan Sect and the Leader of the Righteous Sect, dare not easily claim victory."

Wang Tiangu looked puzzled, "He mentioned this person at this time, could this trip be related to this?"

"exactly."

Nan Longhou said in a heavy tone, "Our destination is the cave where Master Cang Kun sat in meditation before his death."

"How can this be?"

The old woman shook her head like a drum.

"Didn't they say that the monk was besieged and killed by many masters because of the public anger?" (End of this chapter)