Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 88 Lure the enemy into the battle!

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the wooden vine in front of the white-haired young woman.

It is about the size of a person and has roots left.

It can be cultivated with the Palm of Heaven Bottle.

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took the wooden talisman vine for himself.

At this moment, the young woman's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she pointed at the wooden vine and continued, "This wooden vine is enough to refine twenty pieces of intermediate talisman paper. The starting price is 100 low-level spirit stones."

"One hundred and ten!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lin raised his right hand.

The wooden talisman vine is only used to make talismans, so I don’t think many people will bid for it.

Just call out the price directly.

As expected, as Wang Lin shouted out the price, only one of the more than thirty foundation-building cultivators in the hall raised his hand.

"One hundred and twenty!"

Wang Lin glanced at the old man from Kuaixi, who was wearing a monkey mask on his face and was in the initial stage of foundation building.

"Two hundred low-level spirit stones!"

Wang Lin simply raised his right hand and raised the price by eighty low-level spirit stones.

The price of an intermediate talisman paper is about ten spirit stones.

This wooden talisman vine can produce at most twenty pieces, which is equivalent to two hundred low-level spirit stones.

Wang Lin has the Palm of Heaven Bottle, and this spiritual vine still has roots, so it can be planted and cultivated.

No one else has the same means as Wang Lin.

It would be more trouble than gain to bid any more.

After the white-haired young woman counted three times, she saw that no one was bidding.

A maid came forward and brought the wooden talisman vine to Wang Lin on a vermilion tray.

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and crystal clear spirit stones fell onto the tray.

As the right hand passes.

The wooden talisman vine that Fang had placed on the tray disappeared in an instant.

The white-haired young woman glanced at the two hundred low-level spirit stones on the tray, nodded, and then took out the next auction item.

Then six items were auctioned in succession, but nothing suitable was found.

"The next item to be auctioned is the second to last item in this auction."

The white-haired young woman's beautiful eyes swept across the many monks below, and a secret door opened behind her.

A shirtless man came into the hall carrying a huge black wood.

"Boom!"

As the black wood fell heavily, the huge force even left a huge dent on the ground.

"This is the Golden Iron Wood, a spiritual tree with gold and wood attributes."

The young woman pointed at the huge black wood beside her and smiled softly, "With this spiritual tree material, we can refine several top-level magic tools. In addition, we can also refine puppets."

"The starting price is three hundred low-level spirit stones."

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and listened to the young woman's introduction, and couldn't help but look Jin Tiemu up and down.

Spiritual trees have no roots, which means they cannot be planted and cultivated.

For Wang Lin, the price-performance ratio is average.

"what?"

Wang Lin suddenly let out a light exclamation and his eyes fell on the black iron wood.

I saw a snow-white flower drooping down, as if it would wither at any time.

"Iron tree blooms?"

Wang Lin touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Maybe it has some value.

And just as Wang Lin was contemplating.

Among the foundation-building cultivators below the stage, several of them became interested in this spiritual tree.

Raise your hands to bid.

In just a short moment, the price of this golden iron wood reached five hundred low-level spirit stones.

The only person left bidding was a fat old man wearing a cloth bag.

His cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

"Could this person be Uncle Lin?"

Wang Lin's heart moved slightly. This wood is most useful to weapon refiners and puppeteers.

And it just so happened that Uncle Lin’s puppets were for sale today.

Based on this calculation, there is a high probability that this person is Uncle Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, he glanced at the old man inadvertently, touched his chin, and had already made a decision in his heart.

Then he slowly raised his right hand.

"Six hundred low-level spirit stones."

The sudden increase of one hundred spirit stones made the maid beside him gasp.

Six hundred low-level spirit stones, if used to exchange for cultivation resources.

It is enough to allow one to enter the late stage of Qi training.

With this in mind, the maid's beautiful eyes moved, and her curvy body pressed tightly against Wang Lin.

It looks like it’s up to you to pick and choose.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, and with his right hand, he pushed the maid away.

His eyes were fixed on the old man in the cloth bag in the distance.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly. Although he didn't say much, a strong murderous intent enveloped his entire body.

If it weren't for the prohibition of fighting here, he might have been fighting with Wang Lin right now.

Seeing that the old man remained silent for a long time, the white-haired young woman smiled.

"In that case, this piece of golden iron wood belongs to this Taoist friend."

The white-haired young woman clapped her hands and was about to ask the strong man beside her to send Tiemu to Wang Lin.

But Wang Lin jumped lightly and came to the golden iron wood. He put it into his storage bag, and then handed six hundred low-level spirit stones to the white-haired young woman.

Then he returned to his seat with satisfaction.

The reason why Wang Lin, who has always been cautious, is so high-profile.

It was a trap for Uncle Lin.

Wang Lin bet that he would not be able to bear this humiliation and would definitely kill him when he left the Huangfeng Valley Market.

At that time, I will set up the inverted five elements formation myself, and then make use of the heavenly thunder and fire spirits.

I think it won't be difficult to put an end to it.

Originally, he was planning to join forces with Xin Ruyin to take down Master Lin, but now he had a bait. As the gold iron wood was auctioned, the white-haired young woman took out the last item for auction.

The young woman carefully opened the brocade box, revealing a snow-white jade monster egg.

There was cold mist surging above it, and it was obviously an ice-attributed monster egg.

"This is a level three demon beast, the Snow Spirit Bird egg. When it grows up, it will become a level two demon beast."

The white-haired young woman held up the monster egg in her hand and showed it to the foundation-building monk below.

"Level 3 Monster Egg!"

"It's actually a snow bird!"

……

The moment they saw the monster egg, the expressions of the foundation-building monks below changed slightly.

I am not unfamiliar with this snow bird.

It is good at ice spells, and the blood of the snow bird is also one of the ingredients for ice elixir.

Although it is not bad, it is not very useful to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin shook his head and closed his eyes to rest.

With the bidding, the monster egg was finally sold at a high price of 1,500 low-level spirit stones.

He was captured by an old lady.

"It seems to be a family monk."

Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Raise spiritual beasts to find a way out for the family."

Compared to cultivators, monsters have a much longer lifespan.

If one could cultivate a level 2 demon beast, it would be enough to protect the family for hundreds of years.

However, correspondingly, the resources spent on cultivating a level two monster are not a small amount.

Ordinary casual cultivators simply cannot afford to support them.

As the last auction item was sold, the white-haired young woman touched the bulging storage bag on her waist, slowly stood up, clapped her hands, and said:
"Now that the auction is over, if you have treasures you want to trade, you can trade now!"

As the applause rang out, the mahogany door not far away slowly opened.

The white-haired young woman changed the subject and continued, "Everyone, if you have nothing to do, you can leave now."

Hearing this, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced inadvertently at the old man wearing a cloth bag in the distance.

He saw that he was staring at him and noticed Wang Lin's gaze.

He quickly turned his head.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Lin turned around expressionlessly and strode out of the house.

Seeing Wang Lin leaving, the old man wearing the cloth bag narrowed his eyes slightly.

He waited for a few breaths, then quickly caught up.

The white-haired young woman's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and her gaze inadvertently looked at the two people who were leaving. Her red lips slightly opened, revealing a hint of a smile, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart.

After leaving the secret shop, Wang Lin rushed towards the Taiyue Mountains in the distance without any pause.

After a full stick of incense had passed, Wang Lin felt his feet lighten and realized that he had left the restricted airspace.

With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped on the red silk, turned into a red light, and disappeared into the night.

And shortly after Wang Lin left.

A puppet in the shape of a wooden bird emerged from the ground, followed by an old man with a cloth bag walking over from a distance.

He stretched out his right hand and grasped the wooden bird puppet.

"go with!"

The old man pointed at the puppet with one hand, and it turned into a light yellow stream of light and quickly fled into the distance.

"Haha, little guy, wait till I catch you and skin you alive."

The old man chuckled, but his words were extremely frightening.

He patted the storage bag at his waist.

A giant puppet wolf, ten feet in size, appeared under him.

"Huh! Huh!"

The giant wolf leaped forward, turned into a streak of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This continued for a full half hour.

The flying bird puppet finally stopped in front of a valley.

"what?"

The old man sighed softly, looking at the puppet bird spinning in the air, and muttered in a low voice: "It's gone."

At this moment, his eyes looked towards the valley not far away.

“Is it in this valley?”

Looking at the valley shrouded in thick fog, the old man felt fearful.

But when he thought of the puppet in his storage bag, he couldn't help but sneer: "What tricks can a mere foundation-building initial stage perform?"

With this in mind, he patted the storage bag at his waist.

One after another, humanoid puppets flew out of the storage bag.

More than a dozen archer puppets at the peak of Qi training, in teams of three, walked towards the valley one team after another.

The old man waited quietly outside the valley for half a cup of tea until he found that there was nothing abnormal with the puppet.

Only then did he step into the valley with peace of mind.

As soon as they stepped into the valley, the road was instantly covered by surging fog.

"Formation!"

The old man's expression changed slightly and he was shocked.

A dozen puppet archers in the valley immediately drew their bows and shot arrows.

The fire spirit stone on the puppet's chest emitted a faint light, which flowed along the formation on the archer's body and into the bow and arrow.

"Huh! Huh!"

The red arrows turned into streaks of fire and fell towards the fog.

"Crash!"

As the rocket approached, a thick mist appeared out of nowhere.

The fusion of water and fire produced a series of piercing buzzing sounds.

Soon after, green vines emerged from the ground, as if they had life.

It quickly entangled the dozen or so bow and arrow puppets, making them unable to move.

"Invert the Five Elements Formation!"

Looking at the changes in the valley, the old man's expression suddenly changed.

I knew I had met a tough opponent.

Although this person's cultivation is only at the initial stage of foundation building, but with the help of this inverted five elements formation, even cultivators at the late stage of foundation building may not be his match.

With this in mind, the old man coughed lightly and said, "I am not allowed to enter this place. Can you let me go, fellow Taoist?"

(End of this chapter)