Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 226 Spirit Infant

As soon as Wang Lin released that powerful aura, Zhishui Lingying immediately panicked, like a frightened little rabbit.

Its head was still frozen in ice crystals, and it was shaking like a drum.

His face was distorted beyond recognition. He stared at Wang Lin with his eyes fixed, and screamed miserably, "No! No!"

Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged as he accelerated Xingtong's control over Zhishui Lingying.

After a short cup of tea

The Zhishui Spirit Infant, which had been struggling continuously, calmed down at this moment.

Obviously he had been tamed by Wang Lin.

An attribute bar visible only to oneself appeared before his eyes.

【Water Spirit Infant】

[Cultivation: Early stage of Nascent Soul]

[Constitution: Water Spirit Body (Water spell power triples, cultivation speed triples, and the power of practicing specific water skills increases)]

[Spells: Advanced Water Spells, Water Escape]

[Magic Powers: Possession, Soul Devouring]

After reading the attribute column of the Water Spirit Infant, Wang Lin nodded slightly.

It has to be said that its attributes are exactly the same as those of the Wood Spirit Infant.

"Crash!"

Wang Lin rushed out of the cold pond like a dragon breaking out of the water, splashing water everywhere.

As for the two female cultivators, they were still in a coma at this moment.

Yin Yue had been guarding the two women. Seeing Wang Lin coming, her figure flashed and turned into a stream of silver light.

It fell into Wang Lin's arms.

Wang Lin nodded slightly and patted the storage bag on his waist.

One by one, formation flags flew out from the storage bag.

"Huh! Huh!"

As the sharp sounds of breaking through the air rang out, the formation flags turned into several streams of light.

Deep underground.

A layer of translucent light curtain of the formation completely covered the entire yard.

"Spirit-isolating array!"

After this formation is set up, no matter how loud the noise is here, it will not be noticed outside.

Of course, this is only limited to the fluctuation of spiritual power. If a real fight occurs and a big noise is made, this formation will not be able to cover it.

However, the two girls had already been bewitched, so Wang Lin was naturally not worried.

"uh-huh!"

Following a muffled groan, the female cultivator in the Jindan stage on the ground was seen rubbing her head.

He stood up unsteadily and stared at Wang Lin with fear in his eyes.

and……

I felt like something was stuffed in my body, and my life seemed to be in someone's hands.

It's as if someone wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning and you will definitely not live to see five o'clock.

"As a Jindan cultivator, you should be aware of your current situation!"

Wang Lin glanced at the female cultivator and said calmly as if nothing had happened:

"My purpose of coming here is the Five Elements Spirit Infant. As for the two of you, I will not harm you."

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Wang Lin, as well as the extremely well-behaved Zhishui Spirit Infant suspended in the air.

The two girls dared not breathe and could only nod in agreement.

"Everything is subject to your instructions."

Wang Lin nodded in satisfaction at the two women's attitudes, then raised his right hand, pointed at the young woman and asked:

"May I have your name."

Seeing this, the young woman quickly stepped forward and bowed: "My name is Han Jingyi."

Wang Lin nodded, his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring straight at Han Jingyi, and asked:

"Where are the remaining Supreme Gold Spirit Infant and Supreme Fire Spirit Infant?"

You should know that in this entire sect, there are ten forbidden areas that are like iron walls and copper walls, specifically designed to isolate spiritual consciousness.

Even if Wang Lin had great abilities, once he probed with his spiritual sense, it would be like a drop in the ocean, and he would find nothing.

If he searched everywhere, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, which would be extremely troublesome.

"..."

When Han Jingyi heard this, she immediately became like an eggplant hit by frost. She wilted and remained silent.

After a long while, she finally gave a bitter smile, which was uglier than crying, and said weakly:
"I know the location of the two spirit infants. But if I tell it, I will die!"

She knew very well in her mind that if this matter were to be leaked out, the truth would be revealed in the future.

If those Yuanying elders of Yuling Sect get angry, they will eat her alive.

At that time, you will be unable to live or die, which is worse than going to hell.

Wang Lin glanced at Han Jingyi, his eyes showing a bit of impatience, and said lightly: "If you don't say it, I also have a way to make you confess!"

As he spoke, Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Yin Yue beside him.

Yin Yue's mouth moved slightly, and she let out a series of silver bell-like laughs.

Then a pair of fox eyes stared straight at Han Jingyi.

It made him tremble all over for a moment, and his mind collapsed instantly, like a collapsed dam, and he fell to his knees: "I...I say!"

Looking at Han Jingyi's embarrassed look, Wang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile: "Isn't this the best!"

In fact, if Wang Lin hadn't had to use Han Jingyi to find the Earth Spirit Infant, he would not have bothered to talk nonsense with her and would have wanted to extract her soul long ago.

Wang Lin doesn't have the patience to waste time here.

"Then... the Supreme Fire Spirit Infant is in the hands of Master Fang, the weapon refiner at Nanming Peak!"

Han Jingyi panted for a long time before she recovered and stammered:

"The Supreme Golden Spirit Infant is in Elder Tang's hands. He is in seclusion and has not appeared for many years!"

Wang Lin listened to Han Jingyi's words, nodded slightly, raised his chin, and asked:

"Both of them are at the Nascent Soul stage?"

Han Jingyi nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice: "Master Fang is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and Elder Tang is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul?"

When Wang Lin heard this, he touched his chin with his hand, frowned slightly, and thought to himself:
"If it's the early stage of Nascent Soul, it's easy to deal with it, but if it's the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it will be difficult not to alert the Yuling Sect if the commotion gets too big."

Thinking of this, Wang Lin turned to ask about the Supreme Earth Spirit Infant that he had discovered first: "Where is the Supreme Earth Spirit Infant?"

"The Earth Spirit Infant is placed in the Thunder Nether Tower and is guarded by an elder in the early stage of the Nascent Soul!"

Han Jingyi quickly replied: "It is buried thousands of feet underground, on the ninth floor of the Thunder Nether Tower."

As she spoke, she curled her lips and looked hesitant, like a child who wanted to speak but didn't dare to.

After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and continued, "With my status, I can only go to the eighth floor at most."

"Eighth floor?"

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "A cultivator in the late stage of Lianjiedan is not qualified to go to the ninth floor?"

"Cough cough!"

Han Jingyi coughed lightly and said awkwardly:
"This is because when the Wood Spirit Infant escaped a few years ago, these Five Elements Spirit Infants were previously guarded by Jindan-stage cultivators!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Lin, and then continued, "This Zhishui Lingying is also in a special place because of the cold pond it is in. Otherwise, it would not be my turn to take care of it!"

"..."

When Wang Lin heard this, he laughed inwardly: "It seems that I am the so-called culprit."

"But in a month, it will be the sect's once-a-century spirit beast competition!"

Han Jingyi suddenly changed the subject, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, as if she had discovered a treasure:

"Except for Elder Tang who is in seclusion, the other two uncles will go to watch the game!"

As she spoke, she looked at Wang Lin eagerly, her eyes full of expectation: "If you want to plot against the spirit infant, you can only do so in a month!"

After a pause, she seemed to have made up her mind and added: "Of course, if you succeed, I hope you can take us away from the Yuling Sect!"

She knew the hope in that look.

After betraying the sect this time, if he still stays in Yu Lingnian, he will really be dead.

If you want to survive, you can seek refuge with this senior in front of you, and maybe you will have a glimmer of hope.

"Can!"

After hearing this, Wang Lin nodded readily and thought to himself:
"This is not a difficult task. A cultivator in the late Jindan stage can be directly handed over to the Yanyue Sect without any problem."

"Thank you, senior!"

Han Jingyi showed a look of joy and quickly bowed, appearing very respectful.

Time is like quicksand on your fingertips; a month passes in a flash.

Han Jingyi was wearing a green robe and standing quietly at the door.

Her red lips parted slightly, like a breeze blowing across the strings of a zither, and she whispered:

"The one-month deadline has come, and the time for the sect spirit beast competition has arrived!"

The voice was soft and gentle, and it just fell.

The tightly closed door in front of me seemed to be slowly pushed open by an invisible and magical hand.

There was a "crunch".

A familiar figure in white suddenly appeared in front of Han Jingyi.

"Just go and participate in the Spirit Beast Competition as usual!"

Wang Lin looked relaxed and said leisurely, "I'll go get those spirit babies!"

Han Jingyi's life was in Wang Lin's hands, so naturally she would not have any objection.

Looking at Han Jingyi's departing figure, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

"Supreme Fire Spirit Infant!"

Wang Lin muttered to himself.

This extremely fiery spirit infant is currently in the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator named Fang who is refining equipment at Nanming Peak, and is being closely guarded by him.

Wang Lin pinched the magic formula with his right hand, and wisps of pale white spiritual mist instantly wrapped around his body.

As the white mist surged, Wang Lin's body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Nanming Peak, among the peaks of Yuling Sect, is like a giant with short stature but great power.

Although it is not high in altitude and is the shortest of the several mountains, its area seems like a vast plain.

At the bottom of the mountain, the raging fire was like a rushing, never-ending river of fire, burning violently and releasing endless heat and light.

With such unique conditions, as if it was especially favored by the gods, this place naturally became the holy land for refining weapons of the Yuling Sect.

According to Han Jingyi, the Nascent Soul cultivator named Fang is the master of Nanming Peak.

He is very famous in the Yuling Sect.

If one wants to refine a magic weapon, one needs to pay spirit stones and a large amount of "hard work fees" such as sect contribution points which are like precious stars.

However, compared to buying in markets outside that are like dangerous places, it is naturally much more cost-effective to customize them here.

"A bunch of trash!"

In Nanming Peak, it was as if a bolt of thunder suddenly exploded from the blue sky.

A short old man with gray hair that looked like he was stained by the frost of time exploded in an instant like a lit powder keg.

He pointed at several red-robed foundation-building monks and cursed at the top of his voice, his saliva flying everywhere like dense raindrops.

As for those disciples in the foundation-building stage, they lowered their heads like frightened quails.

Like an eggplant hit by frost, he dared not even make a sound, let alone say a word in rebuttal.

Anyone who dared to talk back would probably be swallowed up by his natal spirit beast, the red fire snake, as a delicious snack.

The outcome is terrifying to think about, as if falling into an endless abyss.

"roll!"

Seeing that everyone was silent as if they were dumb, Elder Fang shouted angrily as if he was shooing away a fly.

The Foundation Establishment monks retreated quickly, as if they were prisoners who heard an amnesty order and were given new life.

It was as if there was wind under his feet and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the entire stone hall seemed to be shrouded in a veil of silence, with only Elder Fang left.

Indistinctly, there was a fiery red baby that seemed to be conceived by the spirit of fire.

It was like a mysterious fire elf, suspended in the fire, exuding a mouth-watering scent as if it were a rare treasure.

"You actually asked me to guard this Fire Spirit Infant here!"

Elder Fang was like a child who had been assigned a tough job. He pouted, looked disgusted, and muttered:

"Is there anyone in the Yuling Sect who can snatch the Fire Spirit Infant from this Red Fire Snake of mine?"

As he was speaking, an orange-red fire snake that looked like it came from the depths of hell slowly crawled out from the fire like a ghost.

To others, it seemed as if a raging fire could burn and melt all the materials of the magic weapon, like an indestructible fire.

The energy surged onto the red fire snake, and the red fire snake was not only like wearing indestructible armor, but also remained unharmed.

It is like soaking in a warm and comfortable hot spring.

Some people enjoy it, open their mouths comfortably, and swallow the earth fire directly as if they were tasting delicious candy.

And soon after the arc of flame disappeared like a dream bubble, it appeared quietly like a ghost.

A young man in white suddenly appeared in the stone hall as if falling from the sky. It was Wang Lin.

"Crack!"

The blazing flames are like surging heat waves.

It pounced on Wang Lin like a hungry wolf, extremely fierce, as if it would swallow him up in an instant and turn him into ashes.

"It's worthy of being the Earth Fire Chamber for refining magic weapons!"

The corners of Wang Lin's mouth slightly raised as he looked at the underground fire that kept gushing out from the ground as if it were an endless life.

A fiery red Nascent Soul that seemed to be sealed by flames.

It was like a rare treasure hidden in a shrine, placed in the underground fire.

"what?"

Wang Lin let out a light exclamation and scanned the area with his spiritual sense.

Suddenly he turned his gaze to the underground fire.

There seemed to be a monster lurking in it.

"Eighth level monster!"

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the Nascent Soul in the Earth Fire. It was as if he could see through everything in an instant, and he understood in his heart:

"It seems to be the natal spirit beast of the elder surnamed Fang!"

Wang Lin patted the storage bag on his waist.

One by one, formation flags flew out from the storage bag.

"Huh! Huh!"

As the jade flags were drawn from their sheaths and stabbed into the ground one by one, like sharp swords.

In an instant, a layer of white formation light curtain completely enveloped the entire underground fire room.

"Got it!"

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, and a faint blue light appeared above his pupils at this moment.

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sounds were heard, a stream of light instantly penetrated into the body of the Fire Spirit Infant.

"what!!!"

Sharp screams kept coming from the mouth of the Fire Spirit Infant.