Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

"This makes sense. Before I arrived at Tianyi City, I had already heard many rumors about this Daoist friend Wang."

"With the realm of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he was able to defeat Master Mulan. This fact is beyond our reach."

Hearing what the white-haired old man said, the other cultivators looked at each other, expressions of interest appeared on their faces, and their eyes all turned to Han Li.

These cultivators have heard more or less about the various rumors about Wang Lin.

"Senior Brother Wang is indeed in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. As for whether he has destroyed Master Mulan's physical body, I am not sure!"

Han Li was a little hesitant, but considering that Wang Lin's cultivation had been exposed, he no longer concealed it and admitted it directly.

When the other people in the hall heard this, they were all moved, and some even gasped.

Xu Changjing was secretly surprised, and his words revealed envy: "Fellow Daoist Wang is so young and already has such magical powers. When he advances to the later stage in the future, he will definitely become the number one cultivator in Tiannan!"

Another middle-aged man with thick mournful eyebrows frowned and said in a cold tone:
“Brother Han, although Fellow Daoist Wang cut off the divine master’s physical body, I’m afraid he was also seriously injured, otherwise he wouldn’t have been absent for so long.”

"Brother Han should send more people to search. If there are not enough people, our sect can send one or two disciples to help."

Han Li frowned slightly, knowing that with Wang Lin's powerful strength, if he wanted to hide, ordinary cultivators in the sect would not be able to find him.

What puzzled Han Li was that this person had nothing to do with Wang Lin, but why was he so concerned?

Is there any conspiracy behind this?

Seeing that Han Li didn't say anything, the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows looked displeased.

Just when the atmosphere became a little awkward, suddenly a red light shot in from outside the door, circling for a while and then flew directly towards Han Li.

This sudden change surprised everyone present.

Even Han Li himself was filled with surprise.

However, he reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and caught the red light.

It turned out that the red light was actually a burning flame.

Han Li then immersed his spiritual sense into the flame to investigate.

After a moment, an expression of surprise appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Wang has returned!"

Han Li turned around, bowed to the Nascent Soul cultivators present, and then left in a hurry.

Xu Changjing seemed to be thinking about something, while the middle-aged man with raised eyebrows looked gloomy.

Tianyi City is a newly built stone city. The four major forces each occupy one side and it is divided into four major areas. The middle is a public area for well-known independent cultivators to live in.

The Tiandao League is located in the West District, while the Luoyun Sect is at the southernmost end of the West District, covering an area of ​​dozens of acres.

This time, Luoyun Sect sent more than 200 disciples above the Foundation Establishment stage and six or seven Jindan cultivators to provide support, which almost covered most of Luoyun Sect's strength.

Inside the Luoyun Sect’s headquarters hall, Wang Lin sat on a wooden chair in the middle of the hall with a calm expression.

Standing on the left and right were the red-shirted old man, the leader of Huoyun Peak, and Song Yu from Baifeng Peak.

The old man in red was respectful. Although Song Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes revealed a complicated expression.

At this time, Han Li came hurriedly from outside. When he saw Wang Lin, he walked forward quickly with joy on his face.

"Brother Wang, you are finally back. I have been very worried since we last met."

Wang Lin stood up and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I was feeling a little unwell before, so I need to rest for a while. I was also quite worried when I heard the news that Tiantian City had fallen."

Han Li felt relieved after hearing this, and then asked:
"Where are the other disciples? Why don't they come to see me?"

After looking around, his face darkened.

The old man in red shirt answered respectfully:

"In reply to Uncle Master, Junior Brother Yu and the others are on duty today and are currently busy integrating the independent cultivators."

"I see. It's not their fault."

After hearing the explanation, Han Li's expression eased.

Wang Lin smiled and said:
"I just found myself becoming a celebrity after returning this time. There seem to be a lot of rumors about me."

"Haha! I was just about to discuss this matter with my senior brother... You guys can leave first. I want to talk to Senior Brother Wang alone."

Han Li gave the order with a smile, glancing at the red-shirted old man and the woman, his tone indifferent.

The two did not dare to disobey and hurriedly responded and left.

Before leaving, Song Yu secretly glanced at Wang Lin.

Although Wang Lin felt embarrassed, he looked calm, as if he didn't notice it.

Since Song Yu saw him, his expression has been a little unusual, as if he has something to say but is hesitant.

Although Wang Lin felt strange, he did not intend to ask actively.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be able to kill Master Mulan!"

After the two nephews left, Han Li's eyes were filled with joy.

But it was the joy at Wang Lin's powerful strength.

In this way, we would have a better chance of winning against the invasion of Mulan Fasi.

Wang Lin shook his head slightly and said modestly: "It was just luck. There is no such thing as great magical power. It's just an exaggeration in the rumors."

Then, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Afterwards, Han Li led Wang Lin away from the Luoyun Sect’s headquarters and headed to the Tiandao League’s meeting hall.

The Tiandao League is currently run by a council of elders composed of monks from more than a dozen major sects. This council replaces some of its members every ten years.

However, Luanming Sect, Gujian Sect and Ni Hangzhai, which were the founding sects of Tiandao League, enjoyed permanent seats.

These three major sects actually hold the main decision-making power of the Tiandao League. Among them, the Luanming Sect is particularly powerful, slightly better than the Ancient Sword Sect and Ni Hangzhai.

The people in charge of Tianyi City are fellow Taoists Long Han and Feng Bing from Luanming Sect. They are well-known as a couple practicing dual cultivation, and when they join forces they can even fight against cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage.

The Tiandao Alliance’s ability to compete with other forces depends largely on these two powerful men.

However, the one who has appeared in public at present is mainly Fellow Daoist Long Han, while Elder Feng Bing has been practicing in seclusion since arriving in Tianyi City.

It seems that he is in the critical stage of practicing some secret technique.

Therefore, it is only necessary to reach a consensus with several elders in charge of Tianyi City, because this means that it has been recognized by the entire Presbyterian Church.

In addition to Elder Long Han who is responsible for presiding over daily affairs, Gu Jianmen and Ni Hangzhai also have elders stationed in the meeting hall to jointly participate in management.

On the way, Han Li introduced the internal structure and operation of the Tiandao League to Wang Lin in detail.

Although Wang Lin was not interested in this, he did not comment and just nodded silently in response.

The two of them walked slowly and leisurely towards the center of the west city, and soon arrived at the meeting hall.

The view in front of me suddenly opened up, and a magnificent bluestone hall came into view.

It is surrounded by magnificent buildings, showing its solemnity and majesty.

"Greetings, Senior Han. Senior, are you here to meet some elders? This senior is..."

The several foundation-building cultivators guarding outside the palace gate were obviously quite familiar with Luoyun Sect's elder Han Li. One of them saluted respectfully and asked in a polite tone.

However, when his gaze turned to Wang Lin, the strange cultivator, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"This is Elder Wang of the Yanyue Sect. He has come here to pay a visit to Elder Long and others."

Han Li looked calm and introduced himself. "Ah, it turns out to be Senior Wang. Please wait a moment. Several elders are discussing important matters in the side hall. I will go and report to them."

The cultivator was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Wang Lin in astonishment for a few more times. Then his expression became more respectful, and it was obvious that he knew Wang Lin's identity.

After he finished speaking, the cultivator took out a sound transmission talisman, chanted the incantation in a low voice, spoke a few words to the talisman, and then threw the talisman lightly.

Suddenly a red light shot into the hall.

After a while, three melodious bell sounds were heard in the hall.

The gatekeeper monk heard the voice, turned sideways and bowed, saying:

"Please come in, senior. The elders are aware that you two are coming."

Han Li nodded slightly and strode into the hall.

Wang Lin put his hands behind his back, looked calm and followed calmly.

The two of them walked through several corridors and entered the side hall under the guidance of Han Li.

As I stepped into the hall, I saw five or six Nascent Soul cultivators sitting upright.

As soon as the two appeared, everyone's eyes turned to them, but most of their eyes lingered on Wang Lin, with expressions of interest on their faces.

The middle-aged man sitting in the first seat was wearing a grey robe, had an extraordinary appearance, a majestic skeleton, and unfathomable cultivation. He had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and seemed to be only one step away from entering the late stage.

Wang Lin's heart trembled, knowing that this person was Long Han from Luanming Sect.

No wonder he and his dual cultivation partner could actually fight against a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

At this time, before anyone else spoke, a middle-aged man smiled.

He was the first to break the silence, looking at the person next to him, and said:
"Brother Han, I believe this is the famous Fellow Daoist Wang. These days, Fellow Daoist Wang's name has become well-known."

As he spoke, Long Han stood up, bowed respectfully, and a kind expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Long Han, you are too kind. I, Wang, have also heard of your name for a long time."

Wang Lin raised his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man carefully, then returned the greeting and said with a smile.

Another old man sitting nearby, with a pale complexion, saw this and said jokingly with a smile:
"Speaking of fame, in today's world of cultivation, is there any cultivator as famous as Fellow Daoist Han?"

"Brother Wang has really added a lot of luster to our Tiandao League."

Wang Lin responded modestly: "My fellow Taoist is joking. I wonder how I should address you?"

In fact, Han Li had noticed this old man before.

After all, he was the only other cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage present besides Long Han.

Before the fair-skinned old man could respond, Han Li at the side took the initiative to introduce:
"Brother Wang, this is Brother Kuang from Ni Hangzhai. The 'Dry Earth Skill' he practices is very powerful in the southern part of the country and has a history of hundreds of years."

Hearing this, Wang Lin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, Han Li knew a lot of information in just a short time here.

Wang Lin was a little surprised when he heard this. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he cupped his hands:

"So it's Brother Kuang. I have also admired you for a long time."

The cultivator named Kuang in Ni Hangzhai was very famous in the Tiandao League, second only to Long Han and his wife.

Han Li then introduced the other cultivators to Wang Lin one by one.

After everyone sat down again, Long Han smiled and said calmly:

"Friend Wang, you came to the meeting hall this time. I believe you already know that we hope you can continue to fight."

"Speaking of this matter, it is indeed us who have broken our promise to you. The war is imminent, and with your great magical powers, you are indeed a great help to our Tiannan cultivators. We have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."

"As compensation, we can make up for it in terms of raw materials, elixirs, etc. If Fellow Daoist Han is not satisfied with this, other conditions can also be discussed."

"As long as the alliance can do it, we will do our best to satisfy you."

As a senior cultivator of the Tiandao League, Long Han took the lead in expressing his apologies before Wang Lin even opened his mouth.

Hearing this, Wang Lin said bluntly:

"Since Brother Long suggests so, it's fine to continue participating in the war. I know very well that when the nest is overturned, no egg will be left unbroken."

"However, there is something I need the help of the alliance to accomplish. Please forgive me for taking advantage of this opportunity."

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Kuang smiled and said directly:
"Friend Wang is a man of quick words, which suits my temper very well. Tell me what conditions you have, I am quite curious!"

After Long Han's eyes flashed a few times, he smiled implicitly without commenting.

The others also stared at Wang Lin to see what conditions he wanted to propose.

Wang Lin looked normal and said calmly:

"It's actually very simple. I want to use the power of the alliance to collect some spirit beasts with the blood of the Ice Dragon."

He paused and continued:

"My spirit pet urgently needs this kind of monster beast so that it can advance."

"Blood of the True Ice Dragon?"

Everyone present looked at each other, but no one showed surprise.

They were intelligent and naturally understood that spiritual beasts with the blood of the Ice Dragon were very rare.

Long Han's eyes flashed several times, then he looked at the people behind him, his mouth moved slightly, and he spoke into his ears.

Apparently they were communicating with each other whether they knew anything about the ice-blooded spirit beast.

After waiting for a cup of tea, none of the monks present spoke.

Apparently, there is no news about the spirit beast with the bloodline of the Ice True Dragon.

"Friend Wang, we don't have the handle you need yet, but don't worry, as long as we get the news, we will let you know as soon as possible."

Long Han smiled slightly and assured Wang Lin.

"That's a lot of work!"

Wang Lin smiled and cupped his hands.

For a moment, the atmosphere among the monks in the hall seemed harmonious.

Then, the members of the Tiandao League continued to communicate in the side hall, and Long Han and others asked in detail about the battle at Huanglong Mountain.

Pay special attention to the magical powers of the man in black robe and Master Mulan.

Wang Lin narrated what had happened, but he briefly mentioned the part involving his own skills and magic weapons without going into detail.

Long Han and others did not touch upon the taboos among cultivators and did not ask for details about Wang Lin's skills.

When Wang Lin mentioned that he suspected those men in black robes were just cultivators of some kind of magic skills, rather than monsters or aliens.

Long Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, as if he realized something important.

Wang Lin stayed in Tianyi City for half a day before saying goodbye to everyone.

When he and Han Li just left the hall and walked to the hall door, a sound transmission note flew into Han Li's hands.

After reading it, Han Li smiled helplessly at Wang Lin and said, "Brother, I have something important to do and need to leave first. I can't accompany you any longer. Why don't you take a tour of the city by yourself and we can talk in detail in the evening."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I just want to enjoy the scenery of this city alone." (End of this chapter)