Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Wang Lin fixed his eyes on the man's back, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, are you Elder Kuzhu?"

"It is I, Kuzhu. I don't know you two. Are you from the inland? May I ask your names?"

The man in green robe let out a long and hearty laugh and slowly turned around.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed the person in front of him.

The man who claimed to be the old man Kuzhu had red lips, white teeth, delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes, just like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

But his face was shrouded in a layer of faint green, making him look quite mysterious.

Seeing this, Wang Lin couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

It turned out that this old man from Kuzhu also had the secret to maintaining his youthful appearance, which was beyond his expectation.

Before this, he thought he would see an old man with wrinkles all over his face and a look of vicissitudes of life.

The moment old man Kuzhu saw Wang Lin, although he had a smile on his face, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Old Man Kuzhu's eyes swept over Wang Lin and the humanoid puppet that looked like a real person. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a loud voice:
"You two fellow Taoists are definitely not ordinary people. It is a great honor for my humble abode that you have come to this island."

After saying this, a hint of fear was faintly revealed in his words: "The cultivation of the two Taoist friends is unfathomable, even this old man can hardly get a glimpse of it."

Wang Lin’s cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, and he had mastered the secret technique of restraining his aura, so it was naturally difficult for Old Man Kuzhu to detect him.

As for the enemy-shaped puppet, it was not a living person and naturally could not be detected by spiritual sense.

But in the eyes of old man Kuzhu, the puppet has become an unfathomable senior, which is really laughable.

Wang Lin smiled and bowed to the old man Kuzhu: "Thank you for your compliment!"

As the saying goes, "Don't hit a smiling person", old man Kuzhu is so polite.

Wang Lin couldn't just ignore him. Hearing Wang Lin's response, Old Kuzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He understood that he could not figure out the cultivation of Wang Lin and the other two. After all, he was already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but he could not see through them.

This shows without exception that the two people in front of them possess extremely powerful cultivation.

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength and treatment are closely linked.

If the two of them showed the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage, Old Man Kuzhu's attitude towards them would be completely different.

"Please take a seat, and try our island's specialty mulberry tea!"

Elder Kuzhu raised his hand slightly to signal. Then, several young female cultivators walked into the hall with tea trays in their hands.

They have outstanding looks, graceful figures and affectionate eyes.

He walked up to Wang Lin and skillfully brewed light green spiritual tea for Wang Lin and his puppet.

The spiritual tea exuded a strong wood-type spiritual power. Wang Lin picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, then raised his eyebrows and said:
"Is this mulberry tea made from the spiritual leaves of the sacred mulberry tree?"

Hearing this, Old Man Kuzhu was slightly startled. He had not expected Wang Lin to be able to see through it so quickly. He smiled and nodded:

“Fellow Daoist, you have good eyesight. This is indeed made from the spiritual leaves of the Tiansang sacred tree. It has the effect of calming the mind.”

Then, a hint of pride appeared on the face of the old man Kuzhu: "This kind of magical tea can only be found on this island. There is no such magical tea in other places."

"After hearing what you said, I'd like to have a good taste of it!" Wang Lin responded.

Wang Lin glanced at Old Man Kuzhu calmly, showing no worries about the possibility of toxins in the tea.

He possesses the body of Rahu and is extremely strong. Toxins alone cannot pose any threat to him. Even the legendary Ten Deadly Poisons can hardly do him any harm.

The puppet on the side was unable to taste the tea, but under Wang Lin's control, he covered it up by saying that he didn't like tea.

There was a hint of surprise in old man Kuzhu's eyes, but he didn't say much. After all, Wang Lin's cultivation was unfathomable, and he didn't want to offend him because of these trivial matters.

After taking a few sips of tea, Wang Lin slowly put down the teacup, glanced at Old Man Kuzhu again, and said calmly:

"Fellow Daoist Kuzhu should already know why I came here. Are you willing to hand over the Black Phoenix?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful late Nascent Soul cultivation surged out of Wang Lin's body, causing old man Kuzhu's hands to tremble slightly.

"how come!"

Old Kuzhu was shocked and thought to himself:

"How can this person be so powerful? Just the aura he exudes makes my heart palpitate!"

"If you don't obey, you will die."

"This……"

Old Kuzhu seemed quite hesitant. Although he knew he was no match for Wang Lin, Wu Feng was in the advanced stage and would soon break through to level eight.

If we hand over the Black Phoenix at this time, the cost will be too great.

Seeing Kuzhu remained silent, Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and said calmly:
"So, Fellow Daoist Kuzhu doesn't agree with this."

Old Man Kuzhu pondered for a moment, and finally came up with a solution: "If I refuse directly, the two Taoist friends will not return empty-handed."

He continued:
"People who cultivate immortality have always respected the capable as the greatest. I am willing to learn from this Taoist friend about magic. If this Taoist friend can defeat me in a fight, then it is not a bad idea to give the black phoenix to him!"

Due to the powerful strength displayed by Wang Lin, Old Man Kuzhu was unwilling to engage in a boring fight with him, and instead chose to use a puppet to compete.

"Okay!" A hoarse voice came from the puppet's mouth.

Compared with Wang Lin, Old Man Kuzhu was quite interested in the strength of this cultivator with a slightly strange style of behavior, and wanted to find out more.

"Okay, I'm really curious about the technique you're practicing. How about we have a competition in the sky above this mountain? Please, fellow Taoist!"

Old man Kuzhu slowly stood up, stood tall, and bowed respectfully towards the puppet.

The old man standing aside with his hands behind his back could hardly hide his excitement.

It should be noted that the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators is a rare spectacle in the world of immortals and heroes.

"call out!"

Along with a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air, the puppet instantly turned into a scarlet stream of light, soaring straight up into the air.

In an instant, it turned into a scarlet spiritual light, hovering steadily more than a hundred feet above the mountain.

His face was expressionless as he stared quietly at the old man Kuzhu standing opposite him.

This puppet was forged by old man Kuzhu himself, and has reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Compared with the puppet made by Han Li in the original book, it is much more powerful.

If Han Li's puppet could defeat Old Man Kuzhu, then how could the puppet that he had carefully crafted be at a disadvantage?
And at the same time.

Upon hearing the news, the monks on Kuzhu Island immediately flocked there.

However, he was afraid of the remaining power of the Nascent Soul cultivator and only dared to watch from afar.

Except for the seven or eight Jindan cultivators who were a little closer.

"go with!"

Old man Kuzhu was very decisive and took action immediately.

In an instant, cold light surged around his body, emitting a dazzling green glow.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred green rays of light quickly transformed into emerald green flying swords, hovering behind him.

There were so many flying swords, so densely packed that it looked like a sea of ​​swords.

After a flash of light, these flying swords automatically arranged into a strange formation, circling around the head of old man Kuzhu, implying a fierce murderous intent.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows when he saw this and said calmly:
"I didn't expect that Elder Kuzhu also knows about sword formations. I can ask for this sword formation and give it to Xin Ruyin!"

Xin Ruyin's natal magic weapon is the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword. The Great Geng Sword Technique has too many limitations, and it requires Geng essence to be mixed into the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

This was really a waste, so Wang Lin did not give the Da Geng Sword Technique to Xin Ruyin.

The sword formation that Old Man Kuzhu was using now was also quite impressive. Wang Lin couldn't help but have the idea of ​​seizing this sword formation.

“But then again, Elder Kuzhu is quite powerful, so he can be used to test the puppet’s strength!”

Wang Lin put his hands behind his back and looked at the scene calmly.

No worries at all.

The puppet opened its mouth slightly, a flash of light appeared, and a palm-sized shield instantly ejected from its mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the small shield quickly expanded under the reflection of spiritual light and turned into a huge silver shield, blocking the puppet steadily.

This shield is naturally the ancient treasure in Wang Lin’s hand.

Along the way, Wang Lin killed a large number of Nascent Souls, and naturally obtained countless ancient treasures.

However, this trip is not to show off the power of the ancient treasure, the main purpose is to test the strength of the puppet itself.

Therefore, Wang Lin did not let the puppet sacrifice too many ancient treasures.

He only summoned an ancient treasure for self-defense.

Seeing that "fellow Taoist" had already sacrificed the ancient treasure, Kuzhu did not stop and took action directly.

As old man Kuzhu's spiritual power was injected into the flying sword above, the air was instantly filled with a shrill buzzing sound.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, all the flying swords trembled together, and hundreds of sharp sword qi that were more than ten feet long gushed out from the sword formation, forming a dense sword shadow pointing directly at the opposite side.

These sword energies merged into one during the flight, transforming into a cold and eerie light that was dazzling.

Faced with the fierce sword attack, the humanoid puppet's movements were simple and effective.

It lightly tapped the silver shield in front of it, instantly emitting a white light.

The light quickly expanded into a huge, thick light shield, facing the oncoming sword light.

Under Wang Lin's gaze, the sword light ruthlessly hit the light shield, making a deafening roar.

The white light and the cold light intertwined and shone, but the light shield was as solid as a rock, firmly blocking all the sword lights, and even seemed to be able to do it with ease.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, old man Kuzhu's expression changed slightly, and he activated the sword formation again.

Since he had made no progress against the indestructible ancient treasure, he decided to use another magical power.

He just tapped his fingers lightly, and the flying swords in the sky seemed to be summoned, shooting in unison towards somewhere high in the sky.

As the sword light flashed, a huge sword wheel with a diameter of about ten feet appeared in the sky.

Old Man Kuzhu quickly formed seals with his hands, and the sword wheel spun rapidly, so fast that a dazzling light shone from its center. Suddenly, a beam of emerald green light burst out from the core of the sword wheel and hit the giant light shield in front.

With a dull thud, a huge green ball of light exploded on the surface of the light shield.

This powerful force caused the center of the light shield to dent, and the deformation became more and more obvious, and the light shield gradually showed signs of being unable to bear it.

At the same time, the humanoid puppet stretched out his hand and pointed, and the silver shield instantly disintegrated and turned into white light and dissipated.

The green light ball that was originally blocked then pressed down with great force and slammed into the body of the giant silver shield.

After a violent vibration, the giant silver shield did not break. Instead, it released a mercury-like stream of light, making its surface as smooth as a mirror.

Under the illumination of the silver light, the ball of light trembled suddenly, and countless green lights were reflected and scattered.

In an instant, the volume of the light ball shrank by half.

Then, the silver shield tilted slightly, and the silver light on the shield surface became brighter.

The remaining ball of light was bounced up in the light, flashed in the air, and finally turned into nothingness.

Old Kuzhu took a deep breath, the horror in his eyes could not be concealed. He stared at the puppet opposite him with a solemn expression.

Although the previous attack failed to fully unleash the power of the sword formation, the opponent easily resolved the attack with just a shield, showing his unfathomable ability.

He couldn't help but hesitate whether to use the ultimate power of the sword formation.

And at this moment, the puppet began to attack.

The puppet clapped his hands, and a ball of dazzling red light quickly condensed in front of him.

The flames kept changing, eventually forming a scarlet flaming bow.

Since it is a puppet refined by Wang Lin, the magical powers it possesses are naturally closely related to Wang Lin’s natal magic weapon.

The red bow and the small arrow shone brightly and instantly returned to their normal size.

The runes on the bow flickered, and red flames wrapped around the bow.

Arrows flashed with golden light, arcs of electricity shot out, and thunder roared continuously.

The puppet skillfully drew the bow and aimed at the opposite side.

Before he let go, the golden arcs and red flames intertwined and merged, with a loud bang. A surge of spiritual pressure erupted from his body and spread out in all directions.

The Jindan monks who were watching the battle from afar were hit by a spiritual wave and suddenly felt their breathing become short and the protective light of their bodies became unstable.

The monks with lower cultivation levels even changed their expressions and retreated one after another.

"Stop! No need to compete anymore, I admit defeat!"

Old man Kuzhu sensed the spiritual energy emitted by the puppet, and shouted loudly with a pale face, admitting defeat.

He did not let his guard down.

With a flip of his hand, a triangular token flew out, quickly expanded and flashed green, red and yellow light, blocking in front of him.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and the sword wheel in the air turned into hundreds of flying swords, revolving around him.

Wang Lin nodded with satisfaction at the old man Kuzhu's attitude.

"What? The ancestor lost!"

"How could it be so fast!"

……

The monks below widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

In everyone's ears, the fight between Nascent Soul cultivators often takes several days to determine the winner.

Who would have thought that the outcome would be decided in less than half a cup of tea.

It was really beyond everyone's expectations.

After all, all the cultivators came here just to watch the Nascent Soul cultivators fight.

The fight is over before he can even stand firm.

And at the same time.

The scarlet spiritual light emanating from the puppet gradually dissipated.

The terrifying aura just now also disappeared.

When old man Kuzhu saw this scene, he felt a little relieved, but he still felt cold sweat on his back.

If "fellow Taoist" didn't stop, Kuzhu always felt that there was a great chance that he would die.

That sense of life crisis has saved Kuzhu many times.

It was not until this moment that old Kuzhu secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I got out of the customs.

Otherwise, with the skills of these two people, the entire island would probably be destroyed.

"My two Taoist friends, please follow me!" (End of this chapter)