Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 146: The land of Guixu, the dragon cemetery!
After spending one hundred and thirty low-level spirit stones, Wang Lin successfully copied the information of these monsters.

And in a very inconspicuous little shop, he found the distribution map of the Chaos Star Sea monsters.

On the way back, Wang Lin bought a dozen empty storage bags with sufficient space.

High-level monsters are extremely large, especially level seven monsters, some of which can reach several hundred feet in size.

Like the old turtle that has transformed, it is a huge monster.

Just think about that huge turtle back, and how big a storage bag would be needed to be able to store it.

After returning to the cave, Wang Lin spread out the copied jade slip and studied it carefully.

There are three alien sea islands that are home to a large number of dragons.

They are Longming Sea, Miyu Sea and Wanzhang Sea.

In the vast sea, there lives the most powerful group of dragons in the alien sea, as well as the golden dragon king whose strength reaches level ten.

Therefore, although the number of dragons in the Wanzhang Sea is the largest, the risk is too great. If you do not have a cultivation level above the Nascent Soul stage, do not consider going there.

The only choices left are between the Longming Sea and the Miyu Sea.

The leader of the dragons in the Longming Sea is a level nine Lihuo dragon, and the dragons exist in groups and are relatively dense.

Therefore, Wang Lin did not consider it.

As for the mysterious sea area, it is shrouded in a layer of fog that greatly restricts spiritual consciousness. The dragons living in it are relatively scattered, and there is no dragon leader.

Even if one is extremely unlucky and encounters a dragon in the early stages of transformation, one can still escape with his life.

With this in mind, Wang Lin immediately made a choice. After packing up his belongings, he drove the White Cloud Shuttle out of the cave.

Familiar with the route, Wang Lin soon arrived at the Starry Sky Palace.

There were already five Jindan cultivators waiting at the door. When they saw Wang Lin appear, they hurriedly called out, "Fellow Daoist, we are heading to Ningcui Island. Is this on our way?"

The teleportation array charges money based on the number of times used, not by the number of people.

These five Jindan cultivators obviously wanted to split the teleportation fee equally with Wang Lin.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand, and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm not going the same way as you guys."

After saying this, Wang Lin walked directly to an island on the far right without any hesitation.

"Purple Mist Island!"

This is the closest island to the Mysterious Sea. With Wang Lin's speed at the middle stage of the Jindan stage, it is estimated that it will only take one day and one night to fly to the Mysterious Sea.

Hearing Wang Lin’s words, the white-robed Star Palace cultivator was slightly startled.

The Purple Mist Island is a remote island, and there are mostly high-level monsters nearby. There are even many dragons in the mysterious sea area.

Most of those who go there are Nascent Soul cultivators, and as for the Core Formation cultivators, they also go in groups.

It is very rare to find someone like Wang Lin who keeps to himself.

However, looking at the spirit stone handed over by Wang Lin, the Xinggong cultivator could not say much. He could only take out the teleportation talisman, handed it to Wang Lin, and saluted: "Senior, please get on the teleportation array."

Wang Lin pinched the teleportation talisman and lightly jumped onto the teleportation array.

As soon as Fang stood on the teleportation array, he saw a dazzling white light emanating from it.

As a feeling of dizziness came over him, Wang Lin's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

And watched Wang Lin disappear on the teleportation array.

The five Jindan cultivators looked at each other and snorted coldly:

"This person is really arrogant. He even dared to go to Purple Mist Island."

"In my opinion, this person will definitely not come back alive!"

……

When Wang Lin opened his eyes again, what appeared before him was a simple stone house.

A monk from the Star Palace in white was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

Sensing Wang Lin's presence, he immediately stood up and bowed, "Senior, this is Purple Mist Island. Do you need a map of the nearby sea?"

Listening to the Star Palace monk's introduction, Wang Lin nodded and then asked, "How much is the price?"

"hey-hey."

The Xinggong monk chuckled, then rubbed his hands and took out a jade slip from his storage bag, saying with a smile: "Only ten low-level spirit stones are needed."

Wang Lin shook his wrist and directly handed over ten spirit stones.

Since he was a Jindan cultivator, he was not afraid that this Xinggong cultivator from the Foundation Establishment stage would deceive him.

After taking the jade slip, he placed it between his eyebrows and immersed his spiritual consciousness into it.

The jade slip depicts the sea areas near the Purple Mist Island, among which the mysterious sea area that Wang Lin is most concerned about is listed.

After finding the location of the mysterious sea area, Wang Lin nodded with satisfaction, put away the jade slip and walked out of the stone house.

After walking out of the stone chamber, what comes into view is a bluestone street.

There are simple stone houses on both sides of the street.

But among this group of stone houses, there is a white jade shop that is ten feet high, which looks particularly out of place.

There is white light flowing on it, and the lingering sound makes it look like a fairyland.

Wang Lin touched his chin and became interested in this shop.

Walking slowly forward, I saw a red jade plaque hanging on the shop with three words engraved on it: Hong Xiaoguan.

Looking at such an elegant name, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and strode into the building.

As Wang Lin entered the Jade Tower, he saw a maid in a white dress coming up to him quickly and bowing respectfully: "Senior, what do you need?"

Wang Lin glanced at the crystal clear attic in front of him, paused for a moment, and said, "What does your Hong Xiao Pavilion mainly sell?"

"information!"

The maid smiled and explained carefully, "Our Hongxiao Pavilion is the largest information sales building on Ziwu Island. If there is any information you want to find out, please feel free to ask."

Hearing this, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with surprise: "Selling intelligence?"

Although I have heard of this kind of shop, this is the first time I have seen it, and I can't help but become interested in the shop in front of me.

He looked at the maid and said, "It just so happens that I just want to ask for some information. Please lead the way."

A hint of joy flashed in the maid's eyes. She nodded quickly and led Wang Lin towards the attic.

The two of them walked one after the other and soon arrived at a small dark attic.

The room was pitch black, with only a white candle lit, emitting a faint green light.

The faint scent of sandalwood permeates the room.

An old Taoist with white hair and a very old face was sitting cross-legged.

There was only a black ribbon covering his eyes, but a hint of blue light flashed above Wang Lin's pupils, and he could clearly see that the old man's eyes had been picked out.

Obviously a blind man.

However, the old man’s cultivation was not low, having reached the middle stage of Jindan. After sensing Wang Lin’s entry, he pointed to the seat in front of him and said:
"sit."

Wang Lin glanced at the coffee table and saw two cups of hot tea on it, emitting a faint fragrance.

Wang Lin picked up the teacup, sipped the tea, and then asked, "How much is the information charged?"

"You tell me what information you want, and I tell you the price. I give you money with one hand and the information with the other."

The old man opened his mouth and made a series of hoarse sounds.

Seeing the old man so confident, Wang Lin touched his chin and asked a relatively simple question: "Where are the places where ghosts gather in the Lost Sea?"

"Five hundred low-level spirit stones."

After saying this, the old man took out a blank jade slip and waited for Wang Lin.

Five hundred low-level spirit stones are not many, but if you can get a place where ghosts gather, it is worthwhile. With the Star Pupil in your body, you can devour ghosts and absorb Yin Qi.

In addition, the strength of the two ghosts, Sheshen and Kiyaksha, has been stuck in the middle stage of Jindan for a long time. If they want to enter the late stage of Jindan, in addition to devouring a large number of level six demon pills, they must absorb Yin Qi.

The sixth-level demon pill was very valuable, and Wang Lin was reluctant to let the two ghosts devour it.

It would be great if you could devour ghosts and improve your own strength.

With this in mind, Wang Lin shook his wrist and directly sprinkled five crystal clear intermediate-level spirit stones on the table.

Listening to the tinkling sound of the spirit stones on the table, the white-haired old man's ears trembled slightly and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the spirit stone on the table disappeared in an instant.

Then, spots of spiritual light enveloped the jade slip, imprinting the information of the place where ghosts gathered on the jade slip one by one.

After half a cup of tea.

The white-haired old man handed the jade slip to Wang Lin.

Touching the still slightly warm jade slip, Wang Lin's consciousness slowly immersed in it.

"what?"

As soon as he examined the jade slip, Wang Lin couldn't help but let out a light exclamation, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This so-called gathering place for ghosts is actually a place called Guixu.

That is to say, before the death of an old dragon that is about to die, it will come to this place of Guixu and wait for death.

The level of the dragon is high, and the weakest dragon that enters the Guixu land is also a level six monster.

After his death, his body rotted but his soul lingered.

The Yin energy and the soul of the dragon formed a ghost dragon.

The body did not decay, and the ghost merged with the corpse to form a zombie dragon.

The ghost dragon is good at using sinister and fierce methods, and has the magic spells of the dragon clan, so its power far exceeds that of ghosts of the same level.

The zombie dragon has the body of a dragon, and its body is so strong that even dragons of the same level have to retreat.

Therefore, even the dragon clan in the mysterious sea area did not dare to approach the Guixu area rashly.

After learning about the Guixu area in the jade slip, Wang Lin took a deep breath to calm his inner excitement.

To others, this Guixu place is a desolate place, but to Wang Lin, it is a great treasure land.

The divine light that he displayed was enough to easily kill ghosts of the same level.

Although the ghost dragon is much stronger than ghosts of the same level, it cannot survive under the divine light.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, calmed his inner excitement, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and continued to ask: "Where is the dragon scale fruit tree!"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man paused slightly.

It is very likely that the white-haired old man does not know the whereabouts of the dragon scale fruit tree.

Otherwise, I would have been impatient to bid.

"Although this fruit is said to be miraculous, and it is even said that one can ascend to heaven in broad daylight after taking it, it is actually useless. Only the Jiaolong clan likes to take it to satisfy their appetite."

At this point, the white-haired old man changed the subject and said, "Although the dragon scale fruit is of average value, it is very rare, and where it grows there are dragons living there."

"So this information is worth a lot. Do you want to know?"

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that the old man really knew the whereabouts of the dragon scale fruit tree.

Even though Wang Lin was excited at the moment, there was no sign of anything strange on his face. He glanced at the white-haired old man and said casually:
"Since it is the whereabouts of a useless spiritual fruit, how expensive can it be?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man grinned and said, "One spiritual fruit tree falls, and one thousand low-level spiritual stones."

"???"

Wang Lin was shocked. A spiritual fruit, that is to say, this person knew the whereabouts of more than one dragon scale fruit?
"How many spiritual fruit trees do you know?"

Wang Lin tapped the storage bag on his waist, and a number of intermediate spirit stones appeared in his hand, tapping lightly on the table.

But his eyes looked towards the old man's ears.

His earlobes moved slightly, he stretched out two fingers, and spoke softly:
"I am not talented, but I know the whereabouts of the two dragon scale fruit trees."

Wang Lin waved his right hand and directly spread twenty mid-level spirit stones on the table, saying, "Go ahead."

The white-haired old man grinned, put the spirit stone into the storage bag, and said: "A dragon scale fruit tree should be in the hands of the Golden Dragon King. You also know that he is a tough guy, a level 10 monster of the Dragon Clan."

Wang Lin naturally knew about the dragon scale fruit in the Golden Dragon King’s hand.

He also plans to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in the future and seize the Dragon Scale Fruit Tree and its magic pill.

"wasted."

Wang Lin pondered in his heart, and then continued to ask: "What about the second dragon scale fruit tree?"

"This dragon scale fruit tree is controlled by a group of ice flame snakes."

The white-haired old man said calmly: "The leader is not simple either, he is an eighth-level monster in the early stage of transformation."

"As for the exact location, it's on Ice Flame Island!"

After receiving this information, Wang Lin remained silent for a long time, and then continued to ask: "Any news about the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo and the Weeping Soul Beast?"

"Crying Soul Beast?"

The white-haired old man murmured and shook his head slightly: "As for the Thunder Bamboo, it is one of the three sacred trees. At present, I have not found the whereabouts of this tree."

"call!"

Hearing that the white-haired old man didn't know, Wang Lin was relieved.

If this person knew everything, Wang Lin would have to suspect whether he was a divine cultivator traveling in the human world.

After getting the information he wanted, Wang Lin did not stay any longer.

He bowed to the white-haired old man and left the attic.

Standing on the bluestone street, facing the cold wind, Wang Lin silently said in his heart: "There is an eighth-level transformed monster next to the dragon scale fruit tree. Although I can fight against a higher-level monster, I am no match for a cultivator in the early stage of transformation."

“Unless you raise your cultivation to the late Jindan stage, the two ghosts will also break through to the late Jindan stage.”

"Only with the assistance of the formation can we have a chance of winning."

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, and then he made a decision in his mind.

The best plan for now is to go to the Guixu place first, kill the ghosts and improve your cultivation.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin waved his sleeves.

The White Cloud Shuttle flew out of the storage bag.

It turned into a stream of light and floated in front of him.

As Wang Lin stepped onto the White Cloud Shuttle, white mist began to pour out from it.

The mist surged, completely covering Wang Lin and he disappeared on the spot.

"call out!"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Wang Lin turned into a phantom and flew towards Guixu.

Time passed, three days later.

The Baiyun Shuttle suddenly stopped in mid-air, and what appeared before their eyes was an extremely thick fog.

With the naked eye, you can only see a distance of about three meters.

"It is said that divine consciousness will also be suppressed."

Wang Lin murmured, then used his spiritual sense to rush out towards the fog ahead.

As expected, the divine sense that could originally detect a range of dozens of miles could now only detect about one mile.

(End of this chapter)