Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Therefore, he was determined to win over Wang Lin and move forward together.

After confirming that the lair of the fire toad beast was a day's journey away and that they had to proceed with caution, Nan Longhou solemnly reminded his two companions:

"The journey ahead is dangerous, so be careful." Wang Lin responded with a smile, saying that he and the old man surnamed Lu would cherish their lives. The old man surnamed Lu nodded in agreement.

In order to avoid further delaying time, the three of them set off immediately.

Nanlong Hou was the first to identify the direction. His whole body was shining with golden light. He was wrapped in a layer of golden light and slowly rose into the air and flew in the predetermined direction.

Wang Lin and the old man surnamed Lu looked at each other, activated their protective auras, and followed closely behind his flight path.

During this process, any slight deviation could trigger a space rift or ancient prohibition, so they all remained highly alert.

Nanlonghou's flight trajectory was quite complicated, sometimes moving in a straight line and sometimes making detours.

No matter how the path changed, he would stop and re-determine his direction every hour of flying to make sure the route was correct before continuing forward.

During the long journey, Wang Lin did not use the jade slip to guide the direction. It was obvious that he had already memorized the route map.

He looked normal, but secretly memorized the route of every step in case of emergency. This was undoubtedly his way to save his life.

Wang Lin guessed that Lu Weiying might be doing the same thing.

Immortal cultivators have all practiced the basic Five Elements techniques, and almost everyone has a photographic memory, so remembering these routes is easy for them.

After flying for half a day, everything happened just as Nanlong Hou said, and there was no danger.

While flying with Nanlong Hou, Wang Lin not only recorded the flight route, but also used his spiritual sense to perceive the surrounding environment.

He discovered that there were at least three or four places along the way where there were strong prohibition fluctuations.

There were also a few places that seemed to be true but were not, making it difficult for him to determine whether they were caused by magic circle restrictions or spiritual energy disorder.

These places naturally aroused Wang Lin's interest. He speculated that there might be treasures left by ancient monks hidden there.

If you explore it, you may gain a lot.

During his research on the ancient strange formation, Wang Lin was slightly attracted by some unknown mysteries, but he quickly abandoned this eager idea.

As his understanding of the ancient strange formation deepened, he increasingly felt the tremendous power contained in the ancient prohibitions.

Especially those restrictions located on space cracks, their danger level is far beyond imagination.

Although he possessed the ability of spiritual eyes that allowed him to avoid space cracks, rashly touching those unfathomable ancient prohibitions would be tantamount to putting himself in danger.

In his opinion, ordinary ancient treasures were no longer enough to arouse his interest.

This time when we enter the valley, if we can obtain the Fire Toad Demon Pill, the relics of the ancient cultivators, the Spirit Candle Fruit, and the Gangyin Sand at the entrance of the cave, it will be a huge gain.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Wang Lin decisively gave up the idea of ​​taking risks.

However, he keenly observed that the old man surnamed Lu had a gloomy face and frequently looked into the distance, as if he had something in mind.

Wang Lin thought to himself that if he were in the same situation where his life was about to end, he would also take the risk.

After all, success means a longer life or a greater improvement in one's skills. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

At this moment, Nangong Hou suddenly stopped his flight and looked straight ahead with a complicated expression. Wang Lin frowned slightly when he saw this, and felt that it was a bad omen.

He looked around, his gaze finally fixed on the back of Nanlong Hou, and he remained silent.

They were currently on a small hill over a hundred feet high, seemingly ordinary.

In the distance, on both sides, there is an unusually tall mountain, which attracts a lot of attention.

It would normally take another day to reach the Fire Toad's lair, but only half a day has passed, so this place is obviously not the destination.

Lu Weiying, who was originally absent-minded, was shocked when he saw this.

"Brother Nanlong, why did you stop? Did something happen?"

A look of caution flashed in the old man's eyes and he asked doubtfully.

Upon hearing this, Nanlong Hou slowly turned around, looked at Wang Lin and the old man, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

My two fellow Taoists, we seem to be facing some difficulties and may even have to take certain risks.

Nanlong Hou pointed to the two mountains in the distance and said:

"Those two mountains may be related to the trouble we are about to face."

The old man's white eyebrows moved slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Wang Lin stroked the tip of his nose gently. Although he didn't say anything, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"Are those two mountains really related to our predicament?"

Lu Weiying asked in surprise. Nanlonghou nodded affirmatively and admitted, "That's right."

The old man surnamed Lu looked over the two mountains and did not notice anything unusual. He asked with a puzzled look on his face:
“What’s wrong with these two mountains?”

Nan Longhou was silent for a moment, then slowly told the truth:

"If we go to the two mountains separately from here and then meet at one point, we can both reach the lair of the Fire Toad Beast."

"However, there is a group of 'Flying Purple Scorpions' living in the mountain on the left. Although there are only a dozen of them, each one is extremely ferocious."

"Once we get close to that mountain, we are very likely to alarm them, and then we will be in big trouble."

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiying couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Purple-striped scorpion? Could it be the poisonous insect that appeared in Wangshui Country and wiped out all the monks of Lanhai Sect in one fell swoop?"

When Wang Lin heard the name "Flying Purple-Striped Scorpion", his expression suddenly changed and he was shocked.

Nanlong Hou sighed and continued:

"It is this poisonous insect. Moreover, the flying scorpions here seem to be more ferocious than those in Wangshui Country. Each one has lived for tens of thousands of years, and its entire body is dark purple."

Fellow Daoist Nanlong's words seemed to be joking.

The Purple-striped Scorpion is of such a powerful character that we cannot easily provoke it.

If there are only two or three of them, with the abilities of the three of us, we may be able to subdue them if we deal with them carefully.

However, there are now more than a dozen of them. Going there rashly would be tantamount to seeking death.

Lu Weiying said in a deep voice, looking directly at Nanlong Hou.

Brother Lu, are you trying to find another way?

However, the other path is more dangerous, full of invisible cracks, and difficult to bypass.

These cracks are hidden and difficult to identify, and crossing them is full of dangers. Needless to say, the two Taoist friends should also be aware of this.

Marquis Nanlong looked helpless.

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiying was speechless for a moment.

The invisible space crack is even more dangerous than facing a dozen purple-striped scorpions. Where is the safety?
Just as the old man was stunned, Wang Lin heard the words "invisible cracks" and looked into the distance with a strange look in his eyes.

The route taken by Master Cangkun back then seemed to be closely related to the space crack. It was said that he possessed extraordinary magical powers and could sense the space crack hidden in the invisible space.

This information came out slowly from Wang Lin's deep voice. His voice was calm and without any emotion.

Nan Longhou was startled at first, then responded with a wry smile:
"Fellow Daoist Wang is absolutely right. This is exactly what I feel helpless about. We don't have the extraordinary magical powers like the Master, which allows us to safely travel between space cracks."

"In comparison, I prefer to compete with the Purple-striped Scorpion. After all, I might have a better chance of winning that way."

The old man surnamed Lu shook his head resolutely and retorted in a firm tone:

"Don't provoke the Purple Striped Scorpion lightly. What you have heard about Wangshui Country is just the tip of the iceberg."

"When I was young, I personally led the Tianji Sect to participate in the operation to encircle and suppress the purple-striped scorpion. I know that its horror is far beyond your imagination."

"If you anger more than a dozen purple-striped scorpions at once, you will undoubtedly be courting death."

The old man surnamed Lu's fear of the purple-striped scorpion far exceeded Nanlong Hou's expectations.

Originally, Nanlong Hou was confident that the three of them could join forces to fight against these flying scorpions, but at this moment, his thoughts began to waver, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

At this moment, Wang Lin frowned and quickly flipped through the detailed records about the purple-striped scorpion on the list of strange insects in his mind, trying to find a more reliable countermeasure.

The Flying Purple-Striped Scorpion is ranked fourteenth in the jade slips and is a strange insect that followed the gold-eating insect in ancient times.

This scorpion has difficulty gaining an advantage in numbers due to its rare egg-laying capacity, otherwise it might rank higher than the gold-eating bug.

Although they do not have the special ability of the gold-eating beetles to devour everything, their tough bodies are almost comparable to those of the gold-eating beetles and are difficult to be damaged by swords, knives and magical weapons.

In addition, they have two wings on their backs, can escape at extremely fast speeds, and have highly toxic substances in their bodies.

These characteristics make the flying purple scorpion occupy a high position on the list of strange insects.

In the Demon Valley, there is a species of purple-striped scorpion that has evolved for tens of thousands of years and has reached its final dark purple mature form.

Its terrifying degree can be imagined. However, Nanlong Hou did not seem to have a deep understanding of this insect, while the old man surnamed Lu was obviously afraid of it.

Looking at the gloomy face of Nanlong Hou, Wang Lin sneered in his heart.

He realized that Nanlong Hou mentioned the matter of the purple-striped scorpion at this time, probably not out of good intentions, but more like setting a trap for them.

At this critical moment, Wang Lin and the old man surnamed Lu both knew that since they had come this far, they must not return empty-handed.

Faced with the current predicament, the only way to find a solution is to muster up courage and work together.

Wang Lin frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. He began to carefully sort out all the information about the purple-striped scorpion in his mind, trying to find something useful.

After all, if he chose another path, he would have to expose his magical power to see through all the cracks in space.

This magical power is undoubtedly his most important reliance in this mysterious Demon Valley.

He would never reveal it to others easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

At this time, the old man surnamed Lu stood there with a gloomy face, and a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Nanlong Hou was gazing at the mountain where the purple-striped scorpion was from afar, his expression changing constantly.

For a moment, the three of them seemed to be stuck in a stalemate, unable to move forward or backward.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed. He slowly raised his head, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although Nanlong Hou and Elder Lu seemed absent-minded, they were actually secretly watching everyone else's every move.

Just as Wang Lin showed his strange behavior, Nanlong Hou immediately turned around and asked anxiously:
"What? Brother Wang, do you have a good idea?"

There was a hint of anticipation in the voice of this Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wang Lin did not respond immediately, but took out a small green bottle from his storage bag. He said calmly:
"Do you two Taoist friends know about the Ten Deadly Poisons?"

After hearing this, Lu Weiying's heart was slightly moved. He stared at Wang Lin and replied:

"The Ten Deadly Poisons? I've heard of them before. It is said that these strange poisons are extremely toxic. Even if a cultivator is poisoned, he may die instantly."

"The poison skills that Fellow Daoist Wei Wuya has cultivated involve the 'Viper Poison' among the Ten Deadly Poisons."

"When other monks fought him, they did not dare to get within ten feet of him, otherwise they would surely die."

"As for the other types of the Ten Deadly Poisons, very few people have heard of them."

Nanlong Hou seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He stared at the vial in Wang Lin's hand and spoke in a slightly anxious voice:

"I heard that the Ten Deadly Poisons are not only extremely toxic, but also have their own unique uses. Could it be that the one in your hand is one of them?"

Brother Nanlong seemed to have guessed something. The vial in Wang Lin's hand contained the 'Bijiu', one of the ten deadly poisons.

This poison is extracted from the saliva of the evil bird 'Green-billed Dove'. It is extremely poisonous and has a pungent smell. It is the favorite of poisonous insects in the world.

After hearing this, Lu Weiying suddenly understood and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Wang Lin suggested that there was no need to fight the purple-striped scorpions head-on, but to use the poison to lure them away and take the opportunity to pass through.

Nanlong Hou also agreed, saying that they could use a few puppets smeared with the poison to lure away the poisonous scorpions.

Wang Lin muttered to himself, this Nanlong Hou seemed to attribute everything to himself, but when it came to attracting monsters, his few orioles could do the same.

The last time he faced the giant python beast, he had lost several puppets.

Although Wang Lin was unhappy, he still nodded calmly in agreement.

He didn't want to make enemies with the other party over trivial matters. After all, he still needed the other party's guidance for the next route.

The Green Dove Poison in his hand is one of the rare treasures among Master Cangkun's relics.

With Wang Lin's knowledge of medicine, he was able to immediately identify the poison with just one sniff and quickly put it away.

He speculated that Master Cangkun hid the poison in the box, probably for the purple-striped scorpion. Otherwise, why would he hide the poison so well?

Master Cangkun planned every detail of the treasure so carefully that he seemed too eager and suspicious. He seemed a little too enthusiastic.

Recalling the three-headed, six-armed monster statue he saw in the attic of Master Cangkun's ruins, Wang Lin felt that there was a hidden secret in it.

Nanlong Hou once mentioned that Master Cangkun was his ancestor, so he must know more about this matter.

No matter how complicated the situation was, as long as Wang Lin obtained the Fire Toad Beast Demon Pill, he planned to withdraw immediately and part ways with the two of them to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Wang Lin had already made up his mind, but his hands did not stop moving.

He lightly patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly several white lights flew out, revealing several giant ape puppets.

Then, he took out several small jade bottles from the storage bag, dropped a drop of emerald green and sticky green pigeon venom into each of them, and quickly resealed the bottle mouths.

He then handed the vial to the giant apes, who held it tightly in their huge hands.

Under the guidance of Nanlong Hou, Wang Lin activated his spiritual sense and ordered all the giant apes to silently head straight for the hill on the left.

After flying half the distance, Wang Lin said in a deep voice: (End of this chapter)