Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Based on my understanding of Han Li.

He practiced the third level of Dayan Jue.

There should be no fourth layer.

Therefore, judging from spiritual awareness alone, it is slightly weaker than in the previous life.

However, considering that Nanlonghou's purpose was to test Han Li's spiritual sense, Han Li's current spiritual sense strength was more than enough.

As Nanlong Hou finished speaking, a golden light flashed on the beast cart, and then quickly dimmed.

The golden light on the beast cart also slowly dissipated at this moment.

Three figures appeared on the beast cart.

One man and two women.

The man was wearing a purple python brocade robe, a jade crown on his head, a chest-length beard, and was sitting with a woman on his right. The two women were wearing white palace gowns and were as beautiful as flowers.

However, the two maids' cultivation was not high, they were only at the foundation-building level.

Seeing that Nanlong Hou wanted to compete with Han Li, Lu Luo became anxious and did not care about his fear. He quickly persuaded him:
"You are joking, my Lord. Although Junior Brother Han's spiritual sense is stronger, he is no match for you."

"hey-hey!"

Nan Longhou sneered and ignored him. Instead, he turned his gaze to Han Li and said, "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Han?"

"This place is already within a thousand miles of Tiantian City. If Fellow Daoist Han refuses, I can force a deal with you."

"Forced transaction?"

Lu Luo's eyes changed slightly, and a hint of uneasiness arose in his heart.

Han Li, who was standing beside him, obviously sensed the uneasiness and couldn't help but look at Lu Luo.

Looking at Lu Luo's pale face, he felt a little uneasy.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Senior Brother Wang behind him.

But I saw his lips moving slightly, and the sound came into my ears.

"Han Li, don't worry, just go ahead and compete!"

Hearing Wang Lin's comforting words, Han Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He then bowed to Nanlong Hou and said with a smile:

"There's nothing wrong with the spiritual consciousness contest. Han has just condensed his Nascent Soul and wants to test how much his spiritual consciousness differs from that of other Nascent Soul cultivators."

"He's quite a straightforward person!"

Nanlong Hou laughed, then glanced at Lu Luo not far away and said with a smile: "It's much more straightforward than him."

"Hey!"

Seeing Han Li made the decision, Lu Luo could only sigh: "In this case, Junior Brother, you must be more careful. If it doesn't work, just admit defeat!"

"After all, Nanlong Hou is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

Han Li nodded slightly and said nothing more.

At this time, the Marquis of Nanlong, who was in the beast cart, pushed away the concubine beside him and flicked his sleeves.

The whole body rose up out of thin air and floated in the air.

At this moment, Han Li also emitted a green light and went towards him.

Seeing that the two were ready, Nangong Wan beside them asked with interest: "How long do you think Han Li can last?"

Nangong Wan had no idea who would win or lose.

Even though Han Li was good at spiritual awareness, the Marquis of Nanlong was, after all, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The gap in cultivation is so huge that it is not easy to make up for it.

Wang Lin did not answer, but said calmly: "It's just a test."

Nangong Wan was slightly startled and couldn't help but look at Wang Lin again.

"Did the Marquis of Nanlong communicate with you just now?"

Nangong Wan opened her red lips slightly, transmitting the sound into her ears.

The two of them were close to each other, so naturally nothing could be hidden from Nangong Wan.

Wang Lin did not hide it and nodded: "We have something to discuss. I will know the purpose after we meet."

While Wang Lin and Nangong Wan were talking, two people in the distance officially started competing.

"Well done!"

Nanlong Hou just shouted loudly, and then released his spiritual consciousness. Two spiritual powers that were almost visible to the naked eye met in the middle of the two of them.

"Boom!"

As the ear-piercing roars rang out one after another, the two of them were in the middle of each other.

The powerful explosion even formed a layer of white airflow between the two, sweeping the two of them in out of thin air.

The two figures blurred in an instant.

Two black shadows that were imperceptible to the naked eye formed in mid-air.

"Han Li's spiritual consciousness is truly extraordinary. He can actually transform his spiritual consciousness into a human form."

Nangong Wan's eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Wang Lin and whispered.

Wang Lin nodded, and replied: "If not, how could he have the confidence to compete with him."

After hearing what Wang Lin said, Nangong Wan suddenly understood.

At the same time, the explosion sounds in the air became more and more frequent.

It even formed a strong wind that was visible to the naked eye, constantly spinning and circling.

It even formed a white circle of wind, completely covering the two of them.

Such a scene made Lu Luo's eyes widen.

He obviously didn't expect that Han Li could be evenly matched with Nanlong Hou.

"Boom!"

A powerful gale covered the sky and swept towards the two of them.

Mu Peiling, who had the weakest cultivation on the field, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw the surging wind.

Lu Luo thought to himself that something was wrong, and without taking time to think, he quickly stood in front of Mu Peiling.

With a wave of his hands, a ball of light blue light instantly enveloped the two of them.

In comparison, Wang Lin just took a step forward and stood in front of Nangong Wan.

The extremely powerful air wave came to an abrupt stop the moment it touched Wang Lin.

A blank area formed three feet away from Wang Lin.

No matter what kind of aura it was, it came to an abrupt end in front of Wang Lin.

In comparison, the Jin Ge monks and maids in the Foundation Establishment stage in the convoy were in a miserable state.

When the strong wind of spiritual consciousness blew, these cultivators immediately held their heads and screamed, bleeding from all their seven orifices.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort sounded.

A ball of golden light slowly fell from the sky, exploded in the air, and turned into golden light spots, completely covering his subordinates.

The monk who had been holding his head and screaming, now stood firm again.

After doing these actions, Nanlong Hou turned his gaze to Han Li again, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

However, no one expected that Han Li, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, would have such a strong spiritual sense.

Seeing this scene, Han Li suddenly smiled, bowed to Nanlong Hou, and said:
"Let's stop the competition here. If we continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it."

Listening to Han Li's words, Nanlong Hou suddenly understood.

Naturally, he knew that this was Han Li's self-deprecation.

During the competition between the two, Han Li's spiritual sense did not show any sign of weakness.

However, seeing Han Li admit defeat, Nanlong Hou naturally would not force him. He laughed and sent a voice message to Han Li:
"Haha, I have a map here. On the fourth day, fellow Taoists can gather at the place marked on the map. Then I will have something great to share with you."

After he finished speaking, two streaks of light flashed in his sleeves.

They were suspended in front of Wang Lin and Han Li respectively.

Wang Lin, who knew the plot, had no expression on his face. He quietly raised his right hand and put the jade slip into his storage bag.

Han Li's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw Wang Lin put the jade slip away, he didn't ask any more questions and put the jade slip into his storage bag.

Watching the actions of Wang Lin and Han Li, Nanlong Hou laughed, and then his body turned into a golden stream of light and quickly fell towards the convoy below.

When Nanlong Hou fell into the convoy, all the monks holding spears surrounded the carriage and fled towards Tiantian City.

The music started again.

As Nanlong Hou left.

Wang Lin couldn't help but look at Han Li and said, "Brother Han, Fellow Daoist Lu, how about you and I go into the city together?"

The Yanyue Sect does not have a high status and has no connections in Tiantian City.

Nangong Wan had no place to stay here, so she could just go into the city with the two of them.

A hint of joy appeared in Han Li's eyes. He bowed and turned to look at Lu Luo beside him.

Lu Luo's eyes moved slightly, and then he nodded: "Then let's follow what Junior Brother Han said and enter the city together."

After ten breaths.

A group of four people stood on a hillside.

Tiancheng

A few miles away is a huge city wall, towering high.

Lu Luo looked at the tall city in the distance, with a look of emotion on his face, and said:

"How are you all? Have you never seen such a large stone city? Although it is not the largest in Tiannan, it can definitely be ranked among the top five."

Looking at the city built entirely of huge stones, Wang Lin smiled without saying a word.

Although Tiantian City is very large, it is still quite inferior to Tianxing City in Chaos Star Sea.

Although the Tiantian City in front of them is a huge city of a hundred miles, it is far inferior to Tianxing City.

"Flying is prohibited in the city. We can only walk into the city like ordinary people."

Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she opened her mouth to remind him.

Wang Lin waved his hand and chuckled: "There are so many high-level cultivators. If they all fly into the city, how will the city be managed?"

“I didn’t expect that Fellow Daoist Wang is so open-minded!”

Lu Luo looked at Wang Lin and seemed to be getting familiar with him.

Immediately afterwards, a group of five people walked towards the Tiantian City ahead.

Maybe it’s because it’s closer to the trade fair.

Monks kept walking towards the city from all directions.

It seems quite popular.

Since they were all Nascent Soul cultivators, they were able to enter the city easily.

Enter the city.

What comes into view are rows of stone houses, arranged neatly.

Long bluestone streets of varying widths are interspersed throughout the city, and are extremely densely populated, with many monks coming and going.

This was not Lu Luo's first visit to Tiantian City, but he was familiar with the place. He said to the few people:

"We are all Nascent Soul cultivators, so we can go to the VIP building."

Wang Lin nodded slightly, and walked towards a corner of the giant city with Lu Luo behind him.

It took half a cup of tea.

Passing through many streets, we finally passed through a layer of white light curtain.

Behind the light curtain are rows of quaint attics of various styles and very luxurious.

The Jindan foundation-building cultivators outside the light curtain looked towards the attic inside the light curtain with envy on their faces.

These cultivators naturally knew that the attic in the light curtain was the place where only Nascent Soul cultivators could live.

Not daring to stay too long, they all left quickly.

"You don't need a token here. As long as your cultivation is above the Nascent Soul stage, you can step through this layer of light curtain."

Lu Luo turned around and explained to the two of them, then stretched out his right hand and touched the light curtain.

And the moment the right hand touched the light.

With a "rip" sound, the white light curtain seemed to be torn apart alive.

A gap appeared, large enough for one person to pass through.

Lu Luo's figure flashed and turned into a phantom, disappearing directly into the light curtain.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but look at Mu Peiling behind him.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, escaped into the light curtain.

Wang Lin's figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When Wang Lin appeared again, he was already standing in the light curtain.

He turned his gaze to the attic in front of him.

Some of the attics here flashed with faint light, while others were dim.

Some of them had bright lights, indicating that there were already Nascent Soul cultivators living there.

If the house is dim, it means that there is no owner in it and you can move in.

Wang Lin and Nangong Wan could choose two houses, but they had a close relationship, so there was no need to choose two houses.

Just live in one house.

"Let's just pick this house."

Wang Lin looked at Nangong Wan beside him, and then chose a more remote room.

Han Li and Lu Luo chose two adjacent attics.

"call out!"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a short figure suddenly flew out from an attic in the front left.

Wang Lin looked carefully and found that the man was very young, just like a child.

It was none other than the Fire Dragon Boy that he had seen in the secret place of the Spirit Eye Tree that day.

Wang Lin had been coveting his sword energy turning into silk magic, but he didn't expect to encounter it again today.

"Isn't this Brother Lu?"

The Fire Dragon Boy bowed to Lu Luo, and his eyes stared at Wang Lin and Nangong Wan.

Obviously, he was quite curious about these two unfamiliar faces.

Lu Luo laughed and bowed in return: "So it's Fellow Daoist Lan, this is Elder Han, the new member of Luoyun Sect."

At this point, he pointed at Wang Lin and Nangong Wan and said, "These two Daoists are Fairy Nangong and Daoist Wang from the Yanyue Sect. They are both good friends of Elder Han."

"I see!"

The Fire Dragon Boy suddenly realized and nodded slightly.

"Since we are all good friends, I just happened to make an appointment with two familiar channels to go to Jinglong Pavilion to participate in a small trade fair."

"How about the four of you go together?"

The Fire Dragon Boy was very straightforward and said to Lu Luo and Wang Lin.

Lu Luo was slightly startled, then his face showed joy: "I didn't expect that there would be a trade fair so soon, it seems that we came at the right time!"

Exchanges among Nascent Soul cultivators are rare, so Lu Luo naturally doesn't want to miss it.

Han Li felt something strange in his heart and turned to look at Wang Lin, wondering what Wang Lin was thinking.

"It just so happens that I have a lot of useless things in my hands, I can exchange them with my fellow Taoists!"

Wang Lin smiled and nodded.

If I remember correctly, the method of making a Nascent Soul puppet can be obtained at this trade fair.

Wang Lin naturally didn't want to miss it.

Now Wang Lin has a large number of soul stones in his hands, as long as the resources are sufficient.

It is entirely possible to create several powerful Yuanying stage puppets.

Seeing Wang Lin's agreement, Han Li smiled and said, "Everything is up to Senior Brother Lan!"

Next, several people set up restrictions in the selected attic, and then left the light curtain with the Fire Dragon Boy.

As everyone walked, the Fire Dragon Boy explained the trade fair:

"Jinglong Pavilion was opened by a good friend of Lan. My friend has a wide range of friends, so he can hold a trade fair here!"

"However, in order to avoid some trouble, all participants must wear masks to cover their faces!"

Wang Lin nodded slightly, this was also reasonable.

After all, if you take out some shameful things at a trade fair, it will inevitably cause unnecessary disputes.

This explanation took him half a cup of tea.

A jade-like attic appeared in front of the five people.

The attic has three floors and is quite large. A silver plaque hangs above the attic.

"Jinglong Pavilion"

Looking at the attic in front of him, Wang Lin touched the bulging storage bag around his waist.

Among them are the high-level demon beast inner pills that he had collected in the Chaos Star Sea over the past hundred years. (End of this chapter)