Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 210 Meeting!

Han Li sat upright under the stone pavilion, with two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building behind him.

Both of them respected Han Li, and it was obvious that Han Li was the person in charge of recruiting disciples for the Luoyun Sect this year.

"I haven't seen you in a hundred years."

Wang Lin put his hands behind his back, looked at the thick fog ahead, and said silently in his heart: "I didn't expect to meet here."

Wang Lin’s spiritual consciousness surged, and after careful investigation, he discovered that Wang Lin’s cultivation had now reached the late stage of Jindan.

"Tsk tsk!"

After finding out Han Li's cultivation level, Wang Lin couldn't help but click his tongue.

Unexpectedly, without the opportunities of Chaos Star Sea and Xutian Palace, Han Li was able to break through to the late stage of Jindan in a hundred years.

It seems that he has also gained a lot of opportunities during this period of time.

Looking at the fog ahead, Wang Lin fell into deep thought.

Should I meet Han Li?

If Han Li cooperated with him, it would be extremely smooth for him to seize the Spirit Eye Tree this time.

Of course, all this was done with the cooperation of Han Li.

But if Han Li does not cooperate or reveals his identity, then it will be a lot of trouble.

This matter still needs careful consideration.

"Uncle Han! Although the time has not yet come, the number of independent cultivators coming to join the sect seems to be less than expected, and more than half of them seem to be unqualified."

A pale-faced young man who looked to be only about 27 or 28 years old said as he pointed at several people in the crowd:
"You are only at the seventh or eighth level of basic cultivation, yet you dare to come here to learn. Do you really think that we in Luoyun Sect will accept anyone?"

There was dissatisfaction in his words and a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Han Li took a sip of tea and said calmly:
"We just accepted a group of disciples three years ago. It's already very good to have so many people coming now."

At this point, Han Li put down his teacup and said calmly, "But this time I can't accept a disciple the same way I did three years ago. It's better to have fewer than too few."

"Uncle Han is right, but there might be some undiscovered geniuses among these disciples."

The white-faced young man said to himself:
"Brother Sun Huo also joined our sect as a casual cultivator. But after only five or six years, Brother Sun succeeded in building his foundation."

Several more hours passed like this.

More and more monks came up from the stone steps at the foot of the mountain.

The platform, which was originally a little empty, gradually became lively.

Finally, when the sun was about to set, nearly a hundred Qi Refining monks were already sitting cross-legged on this platform square.

At the same time, a light red light was seen emanating from the stone pavilion.

The light was dazzling, completely covering the entire stone pavilion in an instant.

Then the stone pavilion in the rosy glow suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a huge building over ten feet tall, and Han Li and others in front of it.

Han Li led the two foundation-building monks to the front of the crowd and spoke calmly:
"Welcome everyone to our Luoyun Sect!"

"Now, I will be in charge of the selection of disciples this time."

Han Li swept a sharp gaze over the people in front of him. That gaze seemed to be able to see through everyone's thoughts, making people dare not slack off in the slightest.

But when his eyes swept over Wang Lin, they couldn't help but freeze.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This person looks familiar, I think I've seen him somewhere before?"

Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he silently thought to himself: "Why does he look so much like Senior Brother Wang?"

But as Han Li's spiritual sense continued to explore.

However, he discovered that this person's cultivation was only at the eighth level of Qi training, and there was nothing abnormal about him.

"Could it be that he simply looks like Senior Brother Wang?"

Han Li muttered to himself.

At this moment, a hint of surprise flashed across the faces of the monks below.

Then they came to their senses, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and stood up one after another, paying homage to him.

Han Li withdrew his gaze from Wang Lin, turned to look at the crowd, and said solemnly:
"I think you all should know the criteria for our sect to accept disciples, so I won't say much."

"Any Daoist friends who have two or three spiritual roots, special spiritual bodies, basic skills above the sixth level, and are under the age of twenty, can step forward first."

Han Li's voice was not loud, but it was extremely steady and powerful, and was heard by every cultivator.

Upon hearing this, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and everyone began to whisper to each other.

But after a while, only four young people stood up, three men and one woman.

They all looked quite young, and their faces showed signs of nervousness.

Han Li put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"Junior Brother Liu, please take them away and check their cultivation qualifications!"

As Han Li finished speaking, the white-faced young man behind him took lotus steps forward.

I saw a ray of white light shooting out from his sleeve at an extremely fast speed. After circling, it turned into a huge brocade handkerchief.

The brocade handkerchief emitted a soft glow, floating gently several feet above the ground.

"Come up, everyone. I'll take you to another place and check your qualifications. Those who fail will be sent back naturally."

The white-faced young man flashed and stood on the brocade magic weapon, saying expressionlessly.

He stood there, his posture upright, a hint of indifference in his eyes.

The four men and women looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and then obediently put on the brocade handkerchief.

The young man in white then made a hand gesture and a bright white light appeared, covering the entire brocade handkerchief.

Then the brocade handkerchief turned into a ball of white light and flew away like a meteor, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

After watching the white-faced young man leave, Han Li turned to look at the remaining Wang Lin and others, and continued with a slightly slower expression:
"All cultivators below who have reached the tenth level of cultivation, regardless of their spiritual aptitude or age, please come out. Follow Junior-Martial-Nephew Yu."

"As long as there are no major problems with your origins, you can join our sect."

"As for the remaining fellow Taoists, if you want to join our sect, you must go through some tests."

Han Li's eyes moved slightly, and he continued, "Only those who can pass the test will be accepted by our Luoyun Sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became agitated.

Everyone had different expressions. Except for a few individuals, most of the cultivators looked disappointed.

The selection criteria this time were obviously much stricter than the last time, which greatly frustrated those monks who had originally held out for a glimmer of hope.

Wang Lin stood in the crowd without moving, but his lips moved slightly, transmitting sound into his ears.

Han Li, who had originally had a serious expression on his face, suddenly changed his expression and his pupils shrank slightly.

He quickly turned his gaze towards Wang Lin, a hint of joy in his eyes, and then he could not hide his inner excitement. He then looked deeply at Wang Lin, his lips moved slightly, and he replied in a voice transmission.

At the same time, five monks walked out of the crowd.

Obviously, this group of cultivators all meet the conditions that Han Li just mentioned.

Seeing this, the heroic young man behind him released a flying magic weapon without delay.

A huge round copper bowl appeared in front of the five people.

Carrying five people, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.

As the five people left, Han Li looked at the remaining cultivators and said calmly, "Wait here, someone will come here later."

After saying this, Han Li's eyes moved slightly, and finally fell on Wang Lin, saying: "You, follow me."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of the monks present.

They all turned their eyes to Wang Lin, their faces full of envy.

Facing the fiery gazes of the crowd, Wang Lin remained calm and walked slowly towards Han Li.

Han Li waved his sleeves, and a green flying sword flew into the air, hovering in front of the two of them, emitting a dazzling green light.

This magical flying sword was unusual. Wang Lin scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that it was a mid-level magical weapon.

It can be seen that Han Li is living a very good life in the Luoyun Sect.

Han Li's figure flashed and turned into a phantom, landing steadily on the spirit sword.

"Come up."

Han Li looked at Wang Lin and spoke lightly.

He also realized that Wang Lin came here to conceal his identity, so he treated Wang Lin as an ordinary cultivator.

Wang Lin walked forward slowly and stepped on the spirit sword.

"Buzz!"

Along with a buzzing sound, a light green shadow enveloped the spirit sword.

"call out!"

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The two people who were here just now disappeared from the spot in an instant.

……

After half a cup of tea.

A valley covered by dense forests appeared in front of the two.

A layer of emerald green light curtain of the formation completely enveloped the entire valley.

Han Li pinched the magic formula with one hand, and a stream of emerald green light flashed by and instantly landed on the light curtain.

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sounds continued, the green light curtain in front of him kept shaking.

Then ripples appeared, revealing a gap that was big enough for several people to pass through.

"call out!"

Han Li activated the spirit sword under his feet again, transforming it into a phantom and escaping into the valley.

As the two of them entered the valley and landed.

Han Li then turned his gaze towards Wang Lin, a look of joy on his face, and said with a bow, “Han Li greets Senior Brother Wang!”

Wang Lin smiled slightly and bowed to Han Li.

Han Li was as cautious as ever and didn't say a word along the way.

It was not until they reached the valley that they began to speak.

Yes, my origin is unknown, and if I were discovered by the elders of the sect, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Han Li was very enthusiastic. He looked at Wang Lin and asked:
"Brother Wang, where have you been all these years?"

"After I settled down here, I went back to look for you, but found nothing."

Wang Lin waved his hand without further explanation, but sighed, “This is a long story.”

"Since Senior Brother Wang is unwilling to say more, I will not ask any more questions."

Han Li was also very sensible and did not ask any further questions.

As Wang Lin's magic power surged, Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Brother Wang, your cultivation..."

Wang Lin waved his hand and smiled faintly: "I got some opportunities and successfully broke through to the early stage of Yuanying."

Han Li quickly bowed and saluted: "Congratulations, Senior Brother Wang!"

Looking at Han Li who was so reserved, Wang Lin smiled and said, "There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

Han Li frowned slightly, looked at Wang Lin, and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Wang, since you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage, why did you come to Luoyun Sect and disguise yourself as a Qi training cultivator?"

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "Doesn't Luoyun Sect have a Spirit Eye Tree?"

"The alcohol that flows out can be used to make Dingling Pills, which is of great help to Nascent Soul cultivators."

Hearing this, Han Li frowned slightly and couldn't help but said: "The Spirit Eye Tree is guarded by masters from the three major sects all year round. Although you, Senior Brother Wang, have reached the Nascent Soul stage."

“But it is really difficult to seize the Dingling Pill in front of them.”

Listening to Han Li's words, Wang Lin smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, Junior Brother Han, I have my own plan."

"If this trip is successful, not only can we obtain the Dingling Pill, but we may even get the recipe."

Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and a barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Having stayed in Luoyun Sect for so long, Han Li had already obtained the roots of the Spirit Eye Tree.

Even in the deepest part of the cave, a spirit eye tree has been cultivated.

But I never had the chance to get the recipe for the Dingling Pill.

Now that he heard that Wang Lin actually had a way to get the recipe for the Dingling Pill, he was naturally extremely happy.

With this in mind, Han Li immediately said, "I wonder how Senior Brother Wang needs me to cooperate?"

Han Li cupped his hands, his expression firm, and said, "Junior brother will definitely cooperate with you to the fullest."

Looking at Han Li's reply, Wang Lin smiled and said, "Just arrange for me to join Luoyun Sect."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Han. You should know clearly what Wang does. There won't be any mistakes."

To be honest, the reason why Han Li was willing to help Wang Lin was not only because of the relationship between the two, but also because Wang Lin was cautious and would not reveal his true colors.

Moreover, Han Li has been in Luoyun Sect for so many years, and he is not the kind of person who practices hard.

When he cultivates to the late stage of Jindan, he naturally has his own power.

It is easy to place a disciple in quietly.

"Why did Senior Brother Wang say this?"

Han Li tapped the storage bag on his waist, then took out a white jade token and handed it over: "But from today on, I will have to inconvenience Senior Brother Wang."

Wang Lin took the jade token and saw a word "Mu" engraved on it.

"From today on, Senior Brother Wang will change his name to Mu Lin and declare himself a disciple of the Mu family."

Listening to Han Li's words, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mu? Mu Peiling?
The only person he remembered this name was a woman named Mu Peiling.

In the original novel, in order to avoid the trouble of dual cultivation, this woman claimed to be Han Li's Taoist partner.

Although he got rid of the trouble, Han Li was still a little unhappy.

Although she eventually became Han Li's concubine, she did not end up being with Han Li.

As he spoke, Han Li took out another jade slip and handed it to Wang Lin:
"This is the map of Luoyun Sect. There is a marked place on it, which is where you will go next."

"After you go there, someone there will accept you as a disciple."

At this point, Han Li chuckled and said, "I will have to inconvenience Senior Brother Wang when the time comes."

Han Li found it very interesting when he thought that Wang Lin, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, wanted to take a woman in the Foundation Establishment stage as his master.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Han!"

Wang Lin didn't care at all. After taking the jade slip, he bowed to Han Li.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the Huangfeng Valley Flying Leaf magic weapon floated in front of him.

Looking at the magic weapon in front of him, Han Li was slightly stunned.

(End of this chapter)