Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 184: The Land of Ghosts and First Meeting with Yuan Yao
Lin Fan, resting with his eyes closed, looked up at the sound and saw a young man standing not far away, his expression filled with respect. This man was none other than the famous "Han Paopao"—Han Li.

Lin Fan smiled, looked Han Li up and down, and said, "Oh, it's you, Junior-Junior Brother Han. It's been a while since we last met. I didn't expect Junior-Junior Brother Han to have already formed a golden elixir. It seems Junior-Junior Brother Han has a deep connection with the immortal world."

Han Li's heart tightened upon hearing this, and he hurriedly explained, "Junior Brother, you have indeed had some good fortune over the years, which has allowed you to break through to the Core Formation Stage. With your aptitude, if you hadn't had these opportunities, I'm afraid you would have passed away in a few decades and entered the cycle of reincarnation."

As Han Li spoke, his expression was filled with a mixture of sadness and luck, and he looked quite innocent. However, this look could only deceive those who didn't know him well.

Lin Fan laughed in his heart. Han Paopao has always been very suspicious. Maybe he has become secretly alert at this moment, fearing that he will covet his opportunity.

With his cautious and flexible character, it's no wonder that he was able to go through so many hardships and eventually become a Taoist ancestor!
As the "Son of Destiny" in this world, this person has amazing luck. Whenever he encounters hardships, he will be accompanied by great opportunities.

Lin Fan's heart moved, and he decided to help him again, so he said, "Nephew Han, there's no need to explain. I'm not interested in your opportunities. It's just that we haven't seen each other for many years, and I feel a little emotional. If you have any doubts about your cultivation, I can help you solve some of them."

When Han Li heard this, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face. He then spoke out all the doubts he encountered during his cultivation, and then waited quietly for Lin Fan's answers.

Lin Fan always used only a few words to get to the heart of the matter, and easily helped Han Li solve various difficulties in his cultivation, making Han Li look enlightened from time to time.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed. At this time, Lin Fan began to keep silent.

Han Li was also very tactful. Seeing this, he said, "Thank you, uncle, for clearing up my doubts. I am very grateful." After that, he withdrew respectfully.

Afterwards, Han Li saw that most people had chosen a jade pillar, so he followed suit and flew to a jade pillar and sat down, waiting quietly while constantly looking at the cultivators in the hall.

In the next few days, monks came from time to time. Time passed quickly and five or six days passed in a flash!

One day, a middle-aged man with curly yellow beard and wearing a blue robe walked into the hall. Every time he took a step, the whole hall shook violently, as if he weighed more than ten thousand pounds, which made many monks look horrified.

This person talked with Wan Tianming for a while, and then they parted unhappily. He looked up and looked around, and suddenly his figure flashed and flew towards a jade pillar. Coincidentally, this pillar was the one where Han Li was.

"Go away, I own this place."

As soon as the huge figure of the middle-aged man in blue robe stood firmly on the pillar, he stared at Han Li with cold eyes and said coldly.

Han Li's face turned very ugly in an instant, his hands were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, strength is respected and the hierarchy is strict. If you want to survive, you can only put aside your dignity temporarily.

Finally, he gave up the jade pillar with a grim look on his face and headed towards a corner.

He felt extremely humiliated and secretly vowed that when he gained the strength in the future, he would get revenge.

Lin Fan looked at the scene where Han Li was forced to give up the pillar, and his heart was filled with regret.

Who could have imagined that this unremarkable early Jindan cultivator would become a respected late Yuanying cultivator a few hundred years later?

……

Time flies, and several days have passed.

At this time, figures flashed outside the hall, and two old men in white walked in one after another.

The two men had silver hair and beards, and their sleeves fluttered in the wind, making them look like white-haired immortals, with an otherworldly aura surrounding them.

When the many monks in the hall saw the two of them come in, their eyes immediately focused on them.

Those who knew them looked understanding and respectful, while those who didn't knew them looked confused.

In the hall, everyone was discussing the identities of the two people in a low voice. Lin Fan learned from these discussions that the two were cultivators from the Star Palace, responsible for presiding over the opening of the Xutian Palace.

One of the kind-looking old men in white, seeing everyone looking at him, smiled slightly and said in a very kind tone:
"During this trip to Xutian Palace, our two Saint Lords are in seclusion and unable to preside over the treasure hunt. Therefore, our two Law Enforcement Elders will represent Xing Palace to oversee this event. The rules of this treasure hunt are the same as in previous years..."

After finishing their talk, the two men sat down cross-legged, one on the left and one on the right, at the entrance of the hall, and began to meditate with their eyes closed. Whispers could be heard from time to time in the hall.

Time passed quietly, and three days passed in a flash.

On the morning of the fourth day, suddenly, there was a loud roar, and a white jade door fell down at the entrance of the hall without any warning, instantly sealing the entire hall tightly.

The stone gate was covered in white mist, which showed that there was an extremely powerful restriction. At the same time, a loud noise was faintly heard from the palace gate in the distance, as if it was also blocked by something.

Seeing this, some people in the hall couldn't help but look panicked, but then they saw that those cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage all looked calm and not panic-stricken at all, and they gradually put their minds at ease.

At this time, the two white-robed elders of the Star Palace calmly opened their eyes and slowly stood up. They looked calm as they walked towards the front of the hall.

At this moment, the ground at the far end of the hall suddenly shook slightly, and then several stone slabs on the ground burst into a dazzling white light. Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, a small teleportation array about ten feet in size appeared there.

The two elders in white looked calm and unperturbed as they walked to the teleportation array and leaned over to examine it carefully.

After a long pause, the two exchanged glances and nodded. "Alright, this teleportation array is fine. From here, we're at the outer hall of the Void Heaven Palace. All of you, take care of yourselves."

After saying this, the two elders in white stepped onto the teleportation array one after the other. In an instant, two white lights flashed... As the figure of the Xinggong Elder disappeared, the monks in the hall began to move on their own.

Some entered the teleportation array alone, while others entered in groups of two or three.

In an instant, the entire hall was awash in intertwined light and shadow, with various colors flickering. In the blink of an eye, most of the monks had left, and the hall seemed empty.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Fan suddenly flashed and landed steadily on the teleportation array.

Immediately afterwards, the teleportation array emitted a dazzling white light. When the light slowly dissipated, Lin Fan appeared on a hillside covered with lush vegetation.

As soon as he landed, Lin Fan quietly released his spiritual sense, trying to investigate the situation around him.

However, his spiritual awareness could only extend over a hundred miles, which was suppressed nearly ten times compared to the past.

He thought to himself that there seemed to be extremely powerful restrictions in this "Xutian Palace" that were specifically used to suppress the spiritual consciousness of cultivators. No wonder so many cultivators died here.

Lin Fan knew full well that the first floor of the Xutian Palace was a place of ghostly vengeance. This place was eerie and unpredictable, filled with countless ghosts. These ghosts were all the spirits of cultivators who had perished within the palace in the past, filled with soaring resentment.

What's more, there's even a Ghost King among them. This Ghost King's strength is equivalent to that of a late Jindan cultivator, and his methods are strange and difficult to defend against. Even an ordinary Yuanying cultivator would have to put in a lot of effort to deal with it.

Lin Fan looked calm as he walked towards the Land of Ghosts. After a while, a faint gray-white protective shield appeared in front of him. Without thinking too much, he knew that this was the entrance to the Land of Ghosts.

Lin Fan looked calm as he walked in steadily. As soon as he stepped in, the grayish-white ghost fog seemed to smell the breath of a living person and instantly became agitated, like a lit gunpowder barrel, boiling and surging, making a low roar, and rushing towards Lin Fan as if to eat him alive.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry, his expression was calm and composed, and he quickly made hand gestures.

In an instant, a dazzling golden shield quickly appeared around his body. The shield was bright and indestructible.

The ghost fog attacked the shield frantically, making a "sizzling" sound, as if countless evil ghosts were howling loudly, which was creepy.

Lin Fan remained unmoved and continued to move forward against the ghost fog. The space was gray and filled with gray-white fog. Even if he used the Sky Eye Technique, he could not see too far.

About an incense stick of time passed, two human-shaped ghosts covered with green hair appeared in front of them, waving bone forks and fighting with a little monkey.

This green-haired monster is the legendary Kiyokatsu, a type of zombie. Unlike other zombies, it has a physical body, so it can move in daylight, which is extremely rare.

Looking at the little monkey again, it was only about a foot tall, with emerald green fur that shone faintly, looking quite strange.

The most striking thing is that its nose is high and abnormally large, almost accounting for more than one-third of its face, and it looks really weird.

Lin Fan's heart moved, and he recognized that this was the Soul-Crying Beast, which was refined using some evil method. Its only magical power was that it could spray a ball of light from its nose, which could restrain all ghosts and zombies.

Not far away, a black-robed monk was commanding a fiery red hammer, which was spewing out countless blue flames, and was fighting fiercely with a vague black ghost.

The ghost was shrouded in fog, and its true face could not be seen. It only took out a thumb-sized green bead, which emitted a dark and cold air. In the blink of an eye, it trapped the man in black robes inside, and the man in black robes struggled hard inside.

Lin Fan remained calm. He would not let this crying soul go, but he needed the consent of its owner. If its owner did not take the initiative to lift the restriction on recognition of the owner, Lin Fan could not take it away by force.

Now all he had to do was wait quietly. When the black-robed monk could no longer hold on and asked for help, then the Weeping Soul would be easily captured. Thinking of this, Lin Fan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a determined smile.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the black-robed monk could no longer hold on. The light of his fiery red strange hammer dimmed and its spiritual power was greatly damaged. Without years of nourishment, it could not be used.

The black-robed monk regretted it very much, blaming himself for being too arrogant. He thought that he could easily pass the first level of the ghost land with the help of the crying soul. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the ghost in front of him and the crying soul was trapped by two demon yakshas.

If I had known earlier, I would have agreed to challenge the level with those three monks. Now I regret it so much.

Now she really had no idea what to do. Her spirit beast was trapped, her life-saving magic weapon was damaged, and she no longer had any treasures on her that could stop the ghost in front of her.

The thought of perishing here sent chills down her spine. She glanced at Lin Fan, standing not far away, and forced herself to let go of her pride. She panted and called out, "I beg you, fellow Daoist, to lend me a hand. I will be deeply grateful." Her voice was clear and melodious, revealing a stunning beauty.

At this moment, two figures came out of the ghost fog not far away. One of them was a man in green, and it was Han Li!

A young girl with beautiful face and graceful figure.

Lin Fan guessed that this person might be the most beautiful woman in Chaos Star Sea, "Fairy Zi Ling".

Lin Fan glanced at Han Li, then waved his sleeves and released several golden sword energies.

These sword energies were extremely fast and sharp. In the blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of several feet and appeared above Kiyokatsu and the ghost.

Kiyaksha used the white bone fork to block the sword energy, and the black ghost also used the green bead to emit a mysterious cold air to block in front of him.

With a "puff" sound, several golden sword energies easily cut the white bone fork of Kiyaksha and Kiyaksha into two pieces.

The black ghost's methods also had no effect. It was easily killed by the sword energy released by Lin Fan, and let out a shrill scream.

"Nascent Soul stage!"

This word flashed through the minds of Han Li, Yuan Yao, and Fairy Zi Ling at the same time.

Han Li had a higher level of cultivation and could sense more, but the momentum released in that instant was enough to frighten him and his soul trembled.

Uncle Lin, what realm are you in now?
Even a ghost in the late Jindan stage could not withstand his sword energy. He really couldn't imagine it, so Han Li began to imagine it.

……

Yuan Yao reacted at this moment, and stepped forward with light lotus steps, thanking him: "Thank you very much for saving my life, senior. I have no way to repay you. If you have any instructions in the future, I will do my best to repay you."

Lin Fan stared at the black-robed monk in front of him and said, "Your Excellency's words are far too insincere. You're so unwilling to reveal your true face to your savior. I'm truly disappointed!"

Yuan Yao bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, her expression full of hesitation, as if she was weighing something.

After a moment, she raised her eyes to look at Lin Fan and sighed softly, "Since it is the senior who has spoken, how dare I disobey?" After that, she raised her bare hands and slowly lifted the veil that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

In an instant, a delicate and beautiful face came into view.

Those big watery eyes are like a clear spring, crystal clear and with a bit of liveliness, as if hiding the stars in the sky, revealing all kinds of charm in their glances.

Her black and smooth hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, swaying gently with her movements, emitting strands of luster.

She is tall and graceful, light and elegant, with perfectly soft curves, like a work of art carefully carved by nature. Her skin is whiter than snow, with a soft glow, as if it could be blown away.

Lin Fan sighed, "She is truly a peerless beauty rarely seen in a century. It's a pity that beautiful women have always been short-lived."

At this time, Lin Fan said, "I'm interested in the Weeping Soul Beast on your body. I wonder if you can give it up?"

(End of this chapter)