Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 82 Leaving the forbidden area, exchanging interests!

"..."

There was a long silence.

Wang Lin didn't say much, he just pinched the magic formula with one hand and placed it on the formation plate.

It turned into a stream of light and fell on the green rock.

"Buzz!"

As the roars continued, the bluestone slowly opened.

A staircase wide enough for two people to pass was revealed.

"Let's go."

Wang Lin turned and looked at Nangong Wan behind him.

But Nangong Wan had an unusually complicated expression. She stared at Wang Lin with her beautiful eyes and waved her white sleeves.

It regained its previous superior appearance, transformed into a white shadow, and left the cave.

Seeing this, Wang Lin smiled and shook his head.

Even if Nangong Wan had feelings for him, he was just a small Qi training cultivator.

The gap in their cultivation levels is difficult to bridge.

This is also the reason why Wang Lin wanted to tell Nangong Wan the truth.

Wang Lin didn't care.

During this trip, he obtained the Black Dragon and also tempered his spiritual power from Nangong Wan to increase his true fire.

It can be said to be a fruitful harvest.

……

The afternoon of the fifth day.

The deacons of the seven sects who had been waiting in the Blood-colored Forbidden Land for a long time looked at the seven Jindan monks who cast a spell to open the restriction, with a hint of envy in their eyes.

At this moment, a pitch-black passage appeared out of nowhere.

Waiting for the first disciple from the seven sects to appear.

As for the "Old Monster Qiong" who participated in the gambling fight, he appeared on a huge rock from time to time, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about this bet.

After half an hour, a middle-aged Taoist priest was seen hurriedly escaping from the forbidden area.

His whole body was covered in dust, with many holes and bloodstains, and it was obvious that he had been through a tough battle.

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist priest stood still, he bowed to Fu Yunzi, then sat cross-legged to recover his strength.

Seeing this, Fu Yunzi glanced at Li Huayuan with a smile.

Li Huayuan snorted lightly, turned around and didn't even look at Fu Yunzi.

Soon after, the disciples from the seven sects walked out of the restricted area one by one.

Everyone had scars on their bodies, looking exhausted. They walked to the back of their own deacon and sat cross-legged to rest.

Another half day passed like this.

More than twenty people came out from the seven sects, but there was no disciple from the Yanyue Sect.

Such an abnormality naturally made the disciples of the six sects look a little surprised.

However, Old Monster Qiong, Fairy Nishang and other disciples of the Yanyue Sect looked calm and confident.

At this time, two young men from the Huangfeng Valley, ten breaths apart, walked out of the blood-colored forbidden land, one in front and one behind.

Han Li looked at Wang Lin, who was more than ten feet in front of him, and was slightly stunned.

The Bloody Forbidden Land is full of dangers, but this Senior Brother Wang's clothes are clean and tidy, without a speck of dust.

It was as if he was not going to the forbidden area to fight, but to have fun there.

In comparison, Han Li was in a much more embarrassed state.

There were many scars on his clothes, his face was pale, and his aura was disordered.

"Good! Good!"

Seeing the two Huangfeng Valley disciples walk out one after another, Li Huayuan showed joy and said several good words in succession.

As time goes by, nearby channels are closed.

The faces of the people from the Yanyue Sect became increasingly ugly, and they felt uneasy.

"Huh! Huh!"

At this moment, a team of more than ten disciples of the Yanyue Sect walked out of the passage in an orderly manner. The person leading them was the charming Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan, wearing a white veil, had an indifferent expression and swept her beautiful eyes over everyone with calmness.

When he glanced at Wang Lin, his expression changed.

It was like a stone was thrown into calm water.

When he saw Nangong Wan and the others coming out, Old Monster Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had won the bet.

But Fairy Nishang couldn't help herself and quickly walked up to him.

He grabbed Nangong Wan's arm and asked her in a friendly and caring manner.

Seeing the large army coming out, the seven sects' Jindan could no longer hold on, and the forbidden passage was about to be closed.

At this final level.

A yellow figure escaped from the restricted area and staggered onto the wasteland.

Wang Lin looked carefully and found that this person was none other than the old demon Xiang who had hidden his cultivation level.

He looked around, then quickly walked up to Li Huayuan and bowed respectfully.

Li Huayuan had no hope for this disciple who was at the eleventh level of Qi training.

Although he has managed to escape alive, he probably doesn't have many spiritual herbs on him.

Seeing that everyone was present, Qiong Laoguai could no longer wait and waved his hand, saying, "Little Li, hurry up and check the result of the bet. I'm in a hurry to go back. Do you think I should wait here?"

Listening to the words of Old Monster Qiong who was taking advantage of his seniority, Li Huayuan and Fu Yunzi looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

After all, Old Monster Qiong has the highest level of cultivation and a higher seniority, so it is naturally difficult to disobey him.

He waved to his disciples.

The number of Taoists coming out of Qingxu Sect was the least, only four.

Fu Yunzi knew that he had no hope of winning, but when he saw the first middle-aged Taoist priest take out the elixir, his eyes lit up.

"Two three hundred year old Heavenly Spirit Fruits, four hundred year old Jade Marrow Ganoderma..."

Twelve spiritual herbs were placed on the ground, emitting a faint fluorescent light and a rich herbal fragrance that filled the air.

Next, the disciples of Yanyue Sect and Huangfeng Valley came forward to take out the spiritual herbs.

Although the number of disciples from Qingxu Sect was small, each of them had nearly ten herbs. Although Xiang Zhili took out the herbs, Qingxu Sect had even more than ten herbs than Huangfeng Valley.

Li Huayuan looked unhappy and could only look at Wang Lin.

In his opinion, Wang Lin has reached the peak of Qi training. If he can produce ten spiritual herbs, he will definitely be able to surpass the Qingxu Sect.

Seeing Li Huayuan's eyes turning towards him, Wang Lin walked forward slowly and took out the spiritual herbs from the storage bag without hesitation.

Each sect brought two managers and carried a few spirit-sniffing beasts with them, who could easily sniff out hundred-year-old spiritual herbs hidden within three meters.

Even the storage bag is no exception.

Therefore, after entering the Blood Forbidden Land, Wang Lin did not deliberately pick the century-old spiritual herbs, but mostly collected decades of the main ingredients for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

But even so, Wang Lin took out more than twenty spiritual herbs and piled them in front.

Seeing so many herbs, Li Huayuan was beaming with joy, while Fu Yunzi on the other side had a gloomy face.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Li Huayuan waved his hand, looked at Han Li at the end, and said: "And you, take out all your spiritual herbs."

At this time, Li Huayuan was very satisfied and did not have too much hope for Han Li.

But as Han Li took out the spiritual herbs one by one.

Li Huayuan looked carefully and found that although these spiritual herbs were not as good as Wang Lin's, there were only three or five fewer than Wang Lin.

It also reached twenty pieces.

"Good! Good!"

Li Huayuan said a few good words and ignored Fu Yunzi who was not performing, and turned his gaze to the Yanyue Sect not far away.

"what?"

But as he watched the Yanyue Sect disciples taking out the spiritual herbs one by one, Li Huayuan frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The number of herbs in the Yanyue Sect is exactly the same as that in the Huangfeng Valley.

"That's difficult."

Old Monster Qiong also noticed this scene, touched his chin, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Qiong, how about..."

Li Huayuan's lips moved slightly, and the sound entered his ears, listening to the old monster Qiong nodding repeatedly.

"Okay, just send the iron essence to me on a certain day."

Old Monster Qiong nodded, glanced at Fu Yunzi, and said, "Give your Bloodline Dragon Inner Core to Li kid."

After saying this, Fu Yunzi's figure flashed and he appeared on the Tianyue Divine Ship.

Fu Yunzi snorted lightly and waved his sleeves.

A red and white blood dragon inner elixir turned into a phantom and fell into Li Huayuan's hands.

After putting away the inner elixir, Li Huayuan waved his sleeves, directly put all the spiritual herbs into the storage bag, and jumped onto the back of the silver-armored horned python.

Li Huayuan was very proud of this bloody trip.

Not only did he obtain a large amount of the main ingredients for the Foundation Establishment Pill, he also exchanged a Bloodline Dragon Inner Pill from the old monster Qiong for a piece of iron essence.

Among the items that the three of them gambled on, the one that Li Huayuan coveted the most was the Blood-Line Dragon Inner Pill.

Although he gave up an iron essence, Li Huayuan felt it was worth it.

As the disciples landed on the back of the Silver-Armored Horned Python, it was quickly enveloped by silver light.

It turned into a silver shadow and disappeared on the barren mountain in an instant.

midair.

Li Huayuan suddenly turned sideways, looked at Wang Lin and Han Li, and said:
"You guys handed in the most herbs, what's their name?"

Seeing the master asking for their names, the other disciples all looked envious.

Han Li was slightly startled and looked at Wang Lin in front of him.

"Disciple Wang Lin has been in the valley for nearly three years!"

Seeing this, Han Li followed suit and bowed, saying, "Disciple Han Li, I join the sect together with Senior Brother Wang."

"Wang Lin, Han Li."

Li Huayuan's lips moved slightly and he remained silent for a long time.

Wang Lin naturally knew what Li Huayuan was planning.

He must want to take them as his disciples, so that he can openly take half of their spiritual herbs.

Sure enough, after half a cup of tea, Li Huayuan turned around and said seriously:
"Wang Lin, Han Li, you have done a great job for our sect this time. I plan to accept you as my disciples. Are you willing?"

Hearing this, Wang Lin pretended to be surprised and bowed quickly: "Disciple Wang Lin, greetings to Master."

Han Li, who was standing aside, was stunned there. When he saw Wang Lin bowing, he realized what was going on and quickly followed suit and bowed.

"very good!"

Li Huayuan smiled and waved his sleeves, then took out two magical weapons of different colors from his storage bag.

A long sword and a pair of fiery red boots.

There is precious light surging on them, and they are all top-level magical weapons.

"These two are the gifts for meeting you."

Li Huayuan pushed with his right hand, and the long sword naturally fell into Han Li's hand, as for the fiery red boots.

It was suspended in front of Wang Lin.

"Thank you Master for the treasure!"

Wang Lin curled his lips, pretended to be delighted, and bowed respectfully.

Hand in ten spiritual herbs and you will receive a foundation-building pill.

In other words, by accepting these two disciples, Li Huayuan got the resources for two more Foundation Establishment Pills out of thin air.

You should know that the market price of a Foundation Establishment Pill is about three thousand spirit stones.

In the world of cultivating immortals, profit comes first.

Seeing the two of them putting away their magic weapons, Li Huayuan immediately said, "When you enter the foundation-building stage, I will accept you two as formal disciples. If you haven't completed the foundation-building stage, I will also give you some pointers."

The so-called pointers are naturally on the surface.

A disciple who has not established his foundation would not be in Li Huayuan's eyes at all.

Just casually dismissed.

"We've arrived at Yellow Maple Valley!"

At this moment, Li Huayuan looked at the valley looming in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)