Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 16: Fu Family Children
It has been six years since I came to Biyun Mountain again.

A tea boy wanders among the tea forest, picking the tender green leaves.

Thick mountain fog covers Biyun Mountain. Looking from outside, it feels like being in a fairyland.

Wang Lin, who was revisiting the old place, was distracted for a moment when he looked at the tea forest in front of him.

Who will know.

Six years ago, he was just an ordinary mortal, but now he has become a monk traveling between heaven and earth.

"Look, it's a cultivator!"

Looking at the two people falling from the sky, the tea boys quickly handed over the tea baskets, hoping that the magical tea they picked would catch their eyes.

"I plan to pick some spiritual tea myself today."

Xin Ruyin ignored these mortals and said to Wang Lin, "Please accompany me."

Picking magical herbs is Wang Lin’s forte, so it is naturally not a difficult task. He then led Xin Ruyin to the top of the mountain.

There are tea trees everywhere on Biyun Mountain. The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more spiritual energy there is, and the higher the quality of the tea.

However, the mountain road is difficult to travel on, and few ordinary mortals can climb to the top of the mountain.

The two of them once again used their flying magic weapon and reached the top of the mountain.

The mountain was filled with fog and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, and wisps of spiritual consciousness surged out from between his eyebrows.

Since his cultivation entered the tenth level of Qi training, Wang Lin’s spiritual sense detection range has greatly improved.

It has grown from three meters at the fourth level of Qi training to more than twenty meters now.

Enough to detect the thick mountain fog in the distance.

There are three family members in the mountain fog, and their cultivation is not low.

The weakest one is at the eighth level of Qi training, and the remaining two are at the ninth and tenth levels of Qi training.

The leader was dressed in gorgeous white clothes and wore gold and jade on his waist. It was obvious that he was not a child of an ordinary family.

"It can't be a member of the Fu family."

An uneasy thought came to my mind and I couldn't help but mutter it silently.

Just as Wang Lin was investigating the three people with his spiritual sense, the family member who was at the tenth level of Qi training also discovered Wang Lin.

"Humph!"

The leading man snorted, glanced at the two people behind him, and said, "Interesting, do you still remember the formation master I told you about before?"

After saying that, the man stopped explaining and led the two of them straight towards Wang Lin and the others.

"This must be Master Xin, right?"

The leading man walked through the thick fog, staring at Xin Ruyin with his eyes fixed: "I just happen to have a set of formations that need to be refined. Why don't you come back with us!"

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and gently stroked the storage bag on his waist with both hands.

Xin Ruyin felt a little annoyed, but when she thought about the family power behind this person, she could only smile awkwardly: "Sorry, I have something else to do today. I will come to visit you in person in a few days."

"Xin, are you not giving Brother Qin face?"

Before Fu Qin could speak, the skinny man at the eighth level of Qi training behind him quickly stepped forward and shouted, "You have no say today. Come with us now!"

"call out!"

Along with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a red cloud flashed by.

A scarlet spiritual sword suddenly appeared in front of the thin man.

There was red flame flowing on it, and before it could react, its head was chopped off.

The expressions of the remaining two people suddenly changed. They never expected that Wang Lin would act so decisively and even be bold enough to attack his own family.

"court death!"

Although Fu Qin was filled with anger, he did not dare to be careless when facing an opponent who was also at the tenth level of Qi training.

With a flick of his wrist, a golden bowl flew out of the storage bag.

The golden bowl grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it had grown to a size of ten feet, completely covering it.

The golden bowl was obviously not an ordinary magic weapon. Golden light was flowing on it, and the brilliance was dazzling.

It turned out to be a very rare top-level defensive weapon.

Look at another member of the Fu family, who is holding a khaki talisman.

A thick rock wall condensed in front of Yu. His face flushed red as he stared at Wang Lin and said, "You are dead, boy. You actually dared to kill our Fu family." Wang Lin stepped on the red spirit silk, which was floating around him. He held the Fire Cloud Sword in his left hand and swept a cold gaze over the two of them.

A scarlet spirit bird flapped its wings and danced on the body.

"You are bullying us too much, so you won't allow us to resist?"

Seeing Wang Lin taking action, Xin Ruyin did not persuade Wang Lin to stop, but took off the white jade hairpin from her hair.

As spiritual power poured into the hairpin, bits of cold light of light blue entwined around the white hairpin.

The white jade hairpin flew out of his hand and hovered in front of him.

As soon as Wang Lin opened his mouth, he started fighting.

Listening to Xin Ruyin's words, Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and said, "Since Sister Xin said so, you deserve to die."

“What a loud tone!”

Fu Qin sneered, relying on the golden bowl in front of him, full of confidence: "As a fellow Qi training tenth level cultivator, do you think I will be killed by you like that loser?"

In Fu Qin's opinion, Wang Lin was just a casual cultivator, even though they were both at the tenth level of Qi training.

He is definitely not his opponent.

But soon, Fu Qin's face suddenly turned pale.

The firebird floating above Wang Lin's body suddenly began to breathe heavily at this moment.

The aura that was emitted in an instant was actually comparable to that of a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The fire spirit flapped its wings and turned into a red shadow, pouncing towards the remaining member of the Fu family.

Xin Ruyin understood, and lightly pinched the white jade hairpin in front of her. The light suddenly increased, and turned into a blue arc of light, which flashed away.

"Crack!"

A fist-sized hole appeared out of nowhere on the rock wall.

The Fire Spirit followed closely behind.

The blazing flames instantly shattered the broken rock wall and enveloped the Fu family member in an instant.

"what!!!"

He only had time to let out a hysterical scream.

He was dead in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Qin's face changed suddenly. Without thinking too much, he immediately took out a blood-red talisman.

Fu Qin bit his finger and broke through directly on the talisman.

The talisman, which was already red, was shining with an even redder glow at this moment.

"not good!"

Seeing Fu Qin take out the talisman, Xin Ruyin beside him changed her expression slightly, and quickly reminded him: "This is the Fu family's bloodline talisman, which can transmit messages thousands of miles away!"

"You have good eyesight, little bitch, but it's too late now."

Fu Qin sneered and threw the talisman in his right hand directly.

"call out!"

In an instant, it turned into a streak of blood-red light, flashed by, and disappeared in an instant.

After doing all this, Fu Qin couldn't help but say complacently: "It will only take half an incense stick of time for my uncle to come and save me."

"When the time comes, I will make sure you live a life worse than death!"

"Especially you!"

Fu Qin pointed at Xin Ruyin, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes: "I will torture you and make you live a life worse than death."

"This is a high-level defensive magic weapon. If you want to break it, you need at least a top-level magic weapon."

Xin Ruyin frowned slightly and looked at Wang Lin:
"Wang Lin, I will use the formation to trap him here!"

"Half an incense stick of time?"

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, staring at Fu Qin in front of him, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Are you betting that we can't kill you in one stick of incense?"

(End of this chapter)