Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

"go with!"

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and dense sword threads instantly fell on the mountain in front of him.

"Crack! Click!"

Accompanied by a crisp clicking sound, a bottomless pit appeared in front of him.

Wang Lin turned into a shadow and sank directly into the pit.

Sitting cross-legged, a small light green tripod was suspended in the air.

Wang Lin opened his lips slightly, and a fire spirit with golden flames flew out of his mouth.

The fire spirit transformed into a spirit bird and hovered under the alchemy cauldron.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire secret room rose sharply.

Looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him, Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pinched the magic formula with one hand, and controlled the alchemy furnace.

There was a slight "puff" sound, and a green light instantly shot out from the tripod and rushed straight into the sky.

It turned out that the lid of the tripod separated from the body of the tripod on its own, circled in the air for a circle, and then hovered steadily above the small tripod.

"go with!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

Then he stretched out his right hand and pointed at the square jade box in front of him.

The lid of the box flew away silently, revealing a black tuber-like object, about several inches in size and slightly flat in shape.

"rise!"

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and a hand condensed with spiritual power directly picked up the rhizome-shaped spiritual object.

It was suspended in mid-air, emitting a light green light.

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and the sword thread condensed out, directly cutting the rhizome into fifths.

Then, he gently waved his sleeves, and a crimson light shot out from his cuffs, rolling up the fallen part and throwing it into the small tripod.

Afterwards, he cast another spell on the tuber, causing it to fall back into the jade box.

After doing all this, Wang Lin didn't pay much attention to it, but opened another wooden box.

He took out a stem of an unknown spiritual herb and put it back into the furnace.

Then, Wang Lin put the extremely rare elixirs into the alchemy furnace one by one according to the recipe.

Finally, he took out a precious Lingzhu fruit.

It is also the main ingredient of the Creation Pill and its most precious medicine.

A green sword light flashed across, dividing it into four equal parts, and one of them was thrown into the cauldron.

Wang Lin then lightly tapped the floating lid of the tripod.

The lid of the tripod falls straight down, tightly sealing the small tripod.

Wang Lin exhaled a breath, but did not spit out the infant fire, but let the fire spirit play its role.

As the fire spirit burned the alchemy furnace, the temperature of the entire room suddenly rose.

Wang Lin's hands continued to move, but he stared at the small tripod in the flames.

The ten fingers of both hands moved quickly, and one spell after another accurately hit the small tripod.

After a while, bursts of thunder came from the small tripod, and became louder and louder.

Seeing this, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and made hand gestures at a faster and slower speed.

The sound of thunder in the cauldron also rose and fell, seeming extremely strange.

His face was calm, with blue light flashing in his eyes, as if he was observing the changes in the elixir directly through the wall of the cauldron, and his expression showed neither sadness nor joy.

Time passed quietly.

……

Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"It is indeed an ancient recipe!"

Wang Lin nodded and slowly stood up.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a series of extremely piercing roars were heard, followed by whistling sounds that broke through the air.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, listening to the whistling sound outside the mountain, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "What is the ancient demon doing?"

Wang Lin's figure flashed and turned into a shadow that appeared outside the mountain.

The sky was extremely dark at this time, and then there was a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the iceberg in front of him began to tremble violently.

Dozens of boulders as big as millstones slid down from the other side of the iceberg at the same time, making a harsh crash that made people's blood boil and made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

Even with Wang Lin's cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage and a powerful body that could rival that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment.

An extremely huge space crack suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wang Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously urged Luohou to reveal his figure and erase the space crack in front of him.

But when I thought that Lingmiao Garden was right inside the space crack.

Wang Lin still suppressed his conditioned reflex and allowed the space crack to suck him in.

At the same time, the nearby glow flickered a few times and then gradually dissipated, revealing the surrounding scene.

Wang Lin glanced around and roughly scanned the current space, and knew there was no need to examine it in detail.

This space is only a few dozen feet square, and everything is within sight. There is nothing else except yourself.

After a little sensing, I found that the spiritual energy here was unusually rich. There seemed to be spiritual herbs and medicines surrounding it, as well as a complete stone pavilion and half a corridor.

The walls of the space and the sky are gray, nothing else.

This place looks like an incomplete medicinal garden.

Wang Lin stood up and walked a few steps to a corner of the space. He stopped in front of a dozen strange spiritual herbs with purple berries, with a hint of excitement on his face.

"The Wanmeng fruit has already turned deep purple. It must be at least ten thousand years old for its medicinal properties to be this way."

When he saw those rare spiritual herbs, a hint of surprise flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

In this way, he confirmed that he had arrived at Lingmiao Garden.

"With the elixir here, I have a great chance of breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage."

Wang Lin suppressed his excitement and remained calm. He did not rush to pick the fruits. Instead, he watched for a long time before turning around and leaving, heading straight for another corner.

"Dragon Pattern Grass"

"Wind Spirit Flower"

Wang Lin identified the spiritual herbs one by one and recited the names of the rare spiritual medicines.

These spiritual herbs are more than ten thousand years old, making Wang Lin's eyes brighter.

Wang Lin then took out the light green jade slip, immersed himself in it, and concentrated on exploring.

After Wang Lin withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

This jade slip was obtained from Song Yu.

It records many ancient elixirs and recipes.

With the help of this thing, Wang Lin was able to identify many magical herbs and trees in this medicine garden.

After careful study, Wang Lin discovered that only one of these ancient pill recipes could be immediately prepared with all the ingredients required for refining.

Some of the materials were the ancient spiritual herbs that he had just identified, and the other parts were the materials he obtained in the border gambling battle and the ransom of the ancient bronze lamp.

The two parts of materials added together could barely make up the raw materials for the elixir called "Jiangyun Pill".

According to the recipe of the elixir, this kind of ancient elixir was an extremely rare elixir for improving cultivation even in the wild times.

It just happens to be effective for Wang Lin, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

There is a chance to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Without much thought, Wang Lin slapped his storage bag with one hand, and more than a dozen jade boxes of different sizes flew out of the bag and hovered in front of him.

Then, Wang Lin bent down and began to carefully transplant the spiritual herbs under his feet.

After successfully transplanting a spiritual medicine into a jade box, he was not in a hurry to move other identical spiritual medicines. Instead, he took the jade boxes to the adjacent spiritual medicine field to continue transplanting.

Regardless of whether it was a familiar or unfamiliar spiritual medicine, Wang Lin planned to transplant one first, so that he could still ripen it for use when he left this space in the future. After all, Wang Lin had a small green bottle, which could continuously cultivate spiritual herbs.

When Wang Lin actually carried out the plan, his face became heavy and ugly.

Because among the ancient elixirs in this medicine garden, there were three that could not be successfully transplanted.

One of the plants spontaneously combusted for no reason as soon as it was moved into the jade box, and turned into nothingness.

The other one is like the Lingzhu Fruit seen before. Once it leaves its original place, its branches and leaves will turn yellow and lose its medicinal effect.

The last kind of magical herb is even more bizarre, and one only needs to touch the soil at its roots.

The elixir dissolved instantly as if frightened, leaving only a pool of liquid in its place.

These are all thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, but now they are wasted.

But Wang Lin felt extremely distressed.

I originally thought that there were very few magical medicines in this world that were difficult to transplant.

However, in this small corner of the medicine garden, three species appeared.

What made Wang Lin most depressed was that one of the spiritual herbs was actually one of the key raw materials for refining the Crimson Cloud Pill.

This was undoubtedly extremely unfavorable news for him.

After all, Yuan was planning to take it out for cultivation.

In this way, he could refine the Crimson Cloud Pill continuously.

And Nangong Wan will have no shortage of resources for cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage.

It’s a pity that all this caused Wang Lin’s plan to fail.

Wang Lin shook his head helplessly, then sat cross-legged and took out the alchemy furnace again.

He took in the extremely rare and thousand-year-old herbs one by one into the alchemy furnace.

As the fire spirit wrapped around the alchemy furnace, the originally emerald green furnace now glowed with vermilion light, looking extremely magical.

While the elixir was being refined by the fire spirit in the furnace, an extremely pleasant fragrance wafted into the air.

"call out!"

With a sound of breaking through the air, the silver moon turned into a white shadow and fell beside Wang Lin.

Yin Yue was very well-behaved. She just lay in Wang Lin's arms, looking at the alchemy furnace in front of her with her big watery eyes. She said nothing and did not disturb Wang Lin.

"open!"

With a single finger of Wang Lin's hand, the alchemy furnace opened.

Pills emitting a rich fragrance flew out of the alchemy furnace and turned into phantoms, floating in front of Wang Lin.

Looking at the pill in front of him, Wang Lin smiled and stretched out his right hand to put the pill into his mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth and turned into surging spiritual power, flowing through the meridians.

Wang Lin then practiced the Heavenly Phoenix Technique to refine the vast spiritual power in his body.

……

Time flies, and twenty years pass in the blink of an eye.

During these twenty years, Wang Lin also completely refined the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden into pills and took them.

Wang Lin’s cultivation also successfully broke through.

"call!"

Wang Lin exhaled lightly, then slowly opened his eyes.

"Finally broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage!"

Wang Lin murmured softly, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

[Wang Lin]

[Spiritual roots: Fire, Earth, Wood (equivalent to two spiritual roots)]

[True Spirit Constitution: Luohou's Body: Siming Space, Space Retracement]

[Constitution: Ice True Dragon Bloodline (Mana, [Yang] [Ice] cultivation speed, power increased 15 times, True Fire power increased 50%), Star Pupil (Three Star Seal)]

[Kung Fu: "Heavenly Phoenix Art", "Dragon Transformation Art", "Dayan Art (fifth level)"]

[Body Refining Technique: "Bone Tempering Technique" and "Golden Lotus Relics" (Fifth Level)]

[Cultivation: Late Nascent Soul]

[Magic Powers: Fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, Dancing Phoenix Feathers, Aura of Frost, Divine Light of the Eyes, Soul Binding and Zombie Removal (Snake, Black Bone, Demon Nightshade)]

[Spells: Three Saint Bodies, Earth-based Landslide Spell, Fire-based Lava Spell, Flame Fissure Spell, Gold-based Ground Turned into Gold, Wood-based Wood Dragon Spell, Wood Puppet Spell, Sword Qi Turned into Silk]

[No copy times, once, can be copied again after breaking through the God Transformation Stage]

Looking at the attribute column that only he could see, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

During these twenty years, not only did he improve his cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage, but he also broke through to the fifth level of the Dayan Jue.

He can already use his spiritual consciousness to transform into thousands and control tens of thousands of puppets at the same time.

In addition to his spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin's body also grew tremendously.

The two martial arts books, "Bone Tempering Technique" and "Golden Lotus Relics", also entered the fifth level at the same time.

"The next step is to plan the Vajra Technique."

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and said silently in his heart: "When the time comes, the three basic body-refining exercises will definitely help me lay a solid foundation."

"But it's time to get out of here."

Wang Lin slowly stood up and looked up into the air. Then his figure flashed and turned into a shadow, disappearing on the spot.

……

In the Ningzhou area of ​​Dongyu Kingdom, there are endless barren loess slopes. Under the scorching sun, the cracked surface is steaming with distorted heat waves.

In this spiritually barren land, Linglin Mountain is like a forgotten piece of jade, with three blue-gray peaks abruptly piercing the wasteland.

On the mountainside, monks from the Huang, Li and Wang families were climbing up the steep stone steps, their linen clothes soaked with sweat.

But when it touched the barrier of the main peak, it suddenly felt cool - this was the forbidden area of ​​Lingquan guarded by the three families.

Huang Yuanming made some hand gestures and the talismans on the cliff fell off.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the bluestone, and pieces of gravel rolled down, revealing a three-meter-wide white jade spirit pool behind it.

The pool water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting thirty-six bronze eternal lamps.

Tiny golden rays of light floated in the rising mist, condensing into tangible spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Open the spring——"

Following a long shout from the Huang family elder, three shirtless strong men came forward carrying a black iron gourd.

The surface of the gourd was etched with spirit-suppressing runes. As soon as it approached the pool, it began to make a humming sound and sucked the spring water into it, transforming it into seven silver threads.

The Wang family children stood on tiptoe to look around. The ink bamboo patterns embroidered on their lapels glowed slightly with their breathing - those were silk threads soaked in spiritual spring water, which could help those who were new to the path of Taoism to sense the energy.

Just as the Li family elder was about to take the third jade bottle, the golden light in the pool suddenly vibrated violently.

Everyone looked up in surprise, only to see the clouds in the dome spinning strangely, forming a vortex with a diameter of ten feet.

A streak of purple lightning struck the center of the pool, but the water surface did not show the slightest ripple. Instead, it was as if stirred by an invisible hand, forming a vortex like a deep starry sky.

"Retreat!" Before Huang Yuanming finished shouting, the sharp sound of space tearing apart had already pierced his eardrums.

A giant bony claw poked out from the pitch-black crack, and the Nether Stones inlaid at the five finger joints burst out with a pale green light. The overwhelming pressure made the knees of the foundation-building cultivator go weak.

The protective spiritual shield held up by the three elders together became as fragile as thin paper under this might.

The giant claw suddenly retracted, and a figure in a white robe fell out of the crack.

The moment Wang Lin fell into the spiritual spring, the water in the pool surged and retreated like a living thing, forming a three-foot vacuum around him.

The rising mist condensed into ice crystals that fell to the ground, making the silver lightning pattern between his brows look even more eerie.

"Senior"

The old man from the Wang family felt his throat tighten.

The spirit-detecting compass hanging around his waist spun frantically, and finally snapped in two - this was the first time in a hundred years that a Jindan cultivator had set foot on Linglin Mountain. (End of this chapter)