Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 156: The Soul-Crying Beast! The Body of the True Spirit!

After changing to the White Cloud Shuttle, white mist surged and Wang Lin's figure disappeared out of thin air.

The White Cloud Shuttle turned into a stream of light and came in front of the light curtain of the formation.

A formation plate flew out from the storage bag and hovered in front of him.

Wang Lin pinched his fingers and pointed at the formation plate.

"Buzz!"

As a buzzing sound was heard, the array plate was instantly attached to the array light curtain.

The white light curtain slowly extends outward from the array plate.

Eventually, a gap was formed that was wide enough for one person to pass through.

Wang Lin nodded in satisfaction. White cloud shuttle and white mist surged under his feet, carrying Wang Lin into the island.

The island is not big, and with Wang Lin’s spiritual sense, he can easily cover the entire island.

What is strange is that a bronze pagoda in the center of the island has the function of isolating spiritual consciousness.

No matter how Wang Lin used his spiritual sense to explore, he could not detect the scene inside the pagoda.

The white cloud shuttle under his feet turned into a stream of light and fled towards the pagoda.

As Wang Lin approached, a pitch-black bronze pagoda appeared before his eyes.

The pagoda is about a hundred feet high, and is filled with a faint green flame.

At the bottom of the tower, one could see several Qingyang Sect’s foundation-building monks dragging several female corpses that had been raped to death out of the tower.

It was like dragging a few dead branches and casually throwing them to a mass grave behind the black bronze tower.

Wang Lin frowned slightly and stared at the black bronze tower in front of him.

The pagoda in front of you is a magical tool made of special materials.

The ability to isolate spiritual consciousness is due to the special material of the material, not the power of the magic weapon.

With this in mind, Wang Lin felt relieved and disappeared into it with a flash of his body.

After entering the black pagoda, Wang Lin found a number of beautiful women dressed in gorgeous clothes twisting their waists in the pagoda, and there was also a woman playing music not far away.

On the second floor of the pagoda, there was a pale, extremely thin man wearing a green silk robe, with women on his left and right.

There was evil in his eyes and eyebrows.

"what?"

Wang Lin’s sudden appearance startled the young master of Qingyang Sect.

He sat upright, staring at Wang Lin with his eyes, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?"

If he was unable to detect Wang Lin's cultivation level, how could he be so kind to him given his personality?

Wang Lin looked around and scanned the crowd with his spiritual sense. There were only two Jindan cultivators present.

The one with the highest cultivation level is a white-haired old man behind the young master of Qingyang Sect.

The first one is at the middle stage of Jindan, and the second one is the young master of Qingyang Sect, whose cultivation level is only at the early stage of Jindan.

"die!"

Wang Lin had a blank expression on his face, his lips moved slightly as he spoke softly.

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

Two orange-red flames appeared in succession, and the Flame Splitting Technique condensed from between the fingers.

The orange-red flames and the purple flames intertwined, flowing with brilliant flames.

"Huh! Huh!"

Two fireballs cut through the void and instantly appeared in front of the young master of Qingyang Sect.

"Master, be careful!"

The white-haired old man's expression changed slightly, and he quickly moved in front of the master.

Its mouth opened slightly, and an emerald green shield flew out of its mouth.

The shield grew in the wind and in an instant it expanded to a size of several feet.

Completely covering himself and the young master of Qingyang Sect behind him.

If you encounter an ordinary late Jindan cultivator, you can completely resist the Flame Rift Spell with the help of this defensive magic shield.

But unfortunately, Wang Lin is not an ordinary cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

"Boom!"

Two sharp roars were heard in succession, and orange-red flames exploded outside the shield, mixed with purple flames, sweeping over.

The shield and the two people behind him were completely covered.

Wang Lin opened his lips slightly, and saw a purple-red fire spirit flying out of his mouth.

It turned into a purple-red flame and instantly plunged into the flames.

"what!!!"

As the shrill screams were heard, the two of them gradually disappeared in the flames.

Eventually a pile of ashes formed and scattered on the ground.

The fire spirit flapped its wings, picked up two storage bags, and a spirit beast bag flew in front of it.

Wang Lin looked at the spirit beast bag, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he silently said in his heart: "Crying Soul Beast, I finally got you."

Then he took the storage bag and the spirit beast bag, and couldn't wait to immerse his spiritual consciousness into them.

At this moment, the fire spirit beside him flapped its wings, turned into a stream of red light, and flew towards the Qingyang Sect disciples present.

Amid the screams, Wang Lin slowly said to those innocent women, "Let's go."

Those poor women looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

After ten breaths, a slightly older woman kowtowed and said softly, "Thank you, benefactor!"

The other girls then realized what was happening and followed the woman in haste to flee out of the tower.

Wang Lin opened his lips slightly, and the fire spirit in the air flapped its red-purple wings and flew into his mouth.

"Huh! Huh!"

The storage bags of the Qingyang Sect disciples turned into green streams of light and were stored in Wang Lin's storage bags.

After doing all this, Wang Lin looked at the black pagoda in front of him that could withstand the detection of Jindan spiritual consciousness.

"This should be considered a special treasure. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is perfect for storing things."

Wang Lin muttered to himself, then pinched the magic formula with one hand and pointed towards the pagoda.

The black pagoda, which was nearly a hundred feet in size, was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, it turned into a size of one foot, suspended in Wang Lin's palm, and kept rotating. From time to time, a dark light flowed through it, which was quite strange.

……

Half a month later.

Tianxing City, cave.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the cushion and opened the storage bag of the young master of Qingyang Sect.

There were a lot of miscellaneous items in the storage bag. In addition to spirit stones and elixirs, three green beads, two jade slips, and a magic weapon attracted Wang Lin's attention.

The magic weapon looked like a strange fiery red hammer with blue flames flowing around it, but it was a bit strange.

However, no matter how strange it was, it was just a low-level magic weapon and was not worthy of Wang Lin's attention.

However, that green bead contained surging fire power.

“Could it be the Qingyang Sect’s Sanyang Patriarch’s Green Fire Thunder?”

A hint of joy flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he was shocked.

In the original novel, Yuan Yao, who had obtained the Green Fire Thunder, threw out a Green Fire Thunder when facing an attack from the barbarian bearded men.

He withstood the attack from Man Huzi.

This also means that the power of this green fire thunder is enough to rival the full-strength attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"In this way, it can be considered as an extra trump card."

Wang Lin was delighted, and with a flick of his wrist, he directly put the magic weapon and the green fire thunder into the storage bag.

As for why the young master of Qingyang Sect did not use the Green Fire Thunder against him, it was because Wang Lin acted so quickly that he did not have any time to react.

When he reacted, Wang Lin's attack had already reached him. If he were to activate the Green Fire Thunder in that environment.

Not to mention resisting Wang Lin's attack, that powerful force was enough to backfire on him, let alone resisting.

Wang Lin placed the two jade slips on his forehead one by one, and slowly immersed his consciousness into them. The first jade slip recorded the cultivation method of Qingyang Magic Art, from the initial stage of foundation building to the late stage of Nascent Soul, in great detail.

In addition, it also records the method of practicing the Qingyang Sect's magical power - the Qingyang Demon Fire.

Wang Lin slowly put down the martial arts technique. This martial arts technique was extraordinary. Although it was not as good as the Xuanyin Sutra, it was stronger than the Kuishui Magic Skill.

Putting down the jade slip in his hand, Wang Lin looked at the last pitch-black jade slip with anticipation.

A thin yin energy emanates from it, making it look quite mysterious.

Wang Lin was looking forward to it and placed the jade slip between his eyebrows.

This lasted for a full half cup of tea before Wang Lin slowly put down the jade slip.

As expected, the jade slip recorded the method of refining and controlling the Soul-Crying Beast.

The method of refining the Soul-Crying Beast is extremely evil and complicated, and the process involves nearly a thousand steps.

The refining process is extremely complicated. Not only will the slightest mistake result in failure, but luck is also required.

In other words, even if you follow all the steps correctly, you won’t be able to refine it if you lack a little bit of luck.

This soul-crying beast is a spiritual beast that was refined by True Man Sanyang for this young master.

Now I've gotten a bargain.

Although the method of control is recorded in the jade slip, I possess the Xuanyin Eye, so there is naturally no need for that kind of trouble.

Just by using the technique of binding souls and sending zombies away, you can easily control this newborn soul-crying beast.

As Wang Lin patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.

Then a gray light flew out of the spirit beast bag and landed in front of him.

The Soul-Crying Beast is shaped like a monkey, with a turquoise body and an extremely large nose that almost takes up half of its face.

"It can copy the physique of the Soul-Crying Beast!"

"Absorbing souls and devouring ghosts: can devour spirits, ghosts and corpses to improve cultivation!"

Listening to the system prompt sound coming from his ear, Wang Lin touched his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The physique of this Soul-Crying Beast is quite similar to one of the abilities of his Star Pupil.

Xingtong has three major abilities.

First: Xuanyin and Xuanyang, devouring Yin energy to improve cultivation.

Second: Eye-popping divine light, soul attack. For opponents of the same level of cultivation, as long as their spiritual awareness is not higher than one's, the outcome will be decided immediately after this magical power is used.

It also has the ability to instantly kill ghosts of the same level.

Third: Capture souls and send away zombies, you can control evil ghosts and zombies.

Even if he copied the physique of the Soul-Crying Beast, it would not improve his soul-devouring and ghost-swallowing abilities much. Instead, it would be somewhat useless after copying, as he lost an opportunity to copy.

Moreover, after he perfectly controlled the Soul-Crying Beast with the art of binding souls and sending zombies away, the Soul-Crying Beast was under his control, which meant that he had gained the abilities of the Soul-Crying Beast.

"It seems that the opportunity to copy at the Jindan stage can only be left to the True Spirit."

Wang Lin clenched his fist, revealing the light red bones of his fist under the crystal clear flesh and blood.

The Soul-Crying Beast and the Gold-Eating Bug are both growing spiritual pets.

Although they will all stand at a very high position in the future, their strength will even far exceed that of the real spirits.

But for now, the improvement in Wang Lin's strength brought by copying the two is really too low.

If the body of a true spirit is copied, the flesh, blood, and bones will all transcend into the body of the true spirit. The lifespan will be long, and the cultivation level will increase dramatically with every breath.

Even if I lie down and hide in one place until I reach adulthood, perhaps I can possess the strength to transcend the Mahayana stage.

As for potential?

We can only talk about it when we live to that time.

Moreover, after ascending to the fairyland, he had several more opportunities to copy.

By the time you reach the fairyland, there will be quite a few with special physiques that transcend the gold-eating insects and soul-crying beasts.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and gradually calmed down his inner emotions.

A faint blue light flashed in his eyes, and then sank into the center of the Soul-Crying Beast's eyebrows.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Only whimpering sounds were heard, and the Soul-Crying Beast kept rolling on the ground, appearing to be in great pain.

Wang Lin had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at the Soul-Crying Beast, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he watched its movements gradually subside.

"call out!"

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and as blue light spread, the Soul-Crying Beast disappeared from the spot in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

……

After taming the Soul-Crying Beast, Wang Lin was in a good mood and walked into the medicine garden.

The Tianlei Bamboo, which was originally about an inch long, is now completely different.

It has grown to three feet long, is emerald green all over, and is surrounded by a faint glow.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, flicked his right hand, and a thumb-sized fire bomb flew to the side of the bamboo.

A pale yellow arc of electricity flashed across the Tianlei Bamboo.

With a "crackling" sound, the electric arc hit the fireball directly, turned into wisps of green smoke, and disappeared on the spot.

It takes about 700 days to cultivate a thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo.

And a part of it is reserved for the dragon scale fruit, and there is still a bright moon in the weather.

It took an estimated 1000 days of accumulated fortune-making fluid to cultivate a golden thunder bamboo.

At this time, there are less than 30 years left before the opening of Xutian Palace, and the Golden Thunder Bamboo needs to be refined into a magic weapon.

This means that in a short period of time, he can refine up to ten golden thunder bamboos into magic weapons.

In the original novel, one golden thunder bamboo can be used to refine twelve Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword embryos.

As for what kind of magic weapon he wants to make, Wang Lin has not yet thought about it.

Anyway, the more golden thunder bamboo magic weapons you have, the more evil-repelling divine thunders you can store.

For Wang Lin, the more the better.

With this in mind, Wang Lin turned back to the alchemy room and patted the storage bag on his waist.

A vermilion alchemy furnace flew out from the storage bag.

The alchemy furnace rose up into the wind and grew to a size of ten feet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three words "Yun Dan Lu" are engraved above the furnace.

Wang Lin's lips moved slightly, and purple-red flames flew out of his mouth.

The fire spirit flapped its wings and flew under the elixir furnace.

The blazing purple sun true fire completely lifted up the entire alchemy furnace and suspended it in mid-air.

The originally red alchemy furnace, under the illumination of the Purple Sun True Fire, emitted a dazzling red glow.

Wang Lin waved his sleeves, and the materials for refining the Snow Lotus Pill fell in front of him one by one.

Wang Lin held his breath, concentrated, exhaled lightly, and then lightly pointed with his crystal clear index finger.

Then the medicinal herbs on the ground turned into a white stream of light and fell into the alchemy furnace.

……

Time flies, and twenty years pass in the blink of an eye.

A crystal clear snow lotus pill flew out of the furnace and fell into the white jade bottle.

Wang Lin raised his right hand, took the jade bottle in the air, and looked down.

In the jade bottle were Wang Lin’s five Snow Lotus Pills.

"With these five Snow Lotus Pills, it should be almost certain that She Shen will be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Wang Lin muttered to himself, and the snake's long, twisting tail appeared in front of him.

The bright eyes stared straight at Wang Lin, the pink snake tongue stuck out, and the soft and cold body lay naturally in Wang Lin's arms.

"This guy."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head, pinching Shexun's cold cheek with his right hand.

During the past twenty years, Wang Lin fed the snake with rare snow lotus pills every year.

Not only did his cultivation level increase greatly, but his spiritual intelligence also improved greatly.

(End of this chapter)