Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

"This is……"

Yingshan took the vial, looked at it carefully for a moment, and looked a little confused.

"Although it's not a precious elixir, it's enough to improve your physique!"

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly:
"Take the pill. If you are lucky, it may help you make further progress on the path of cultivation in the future."

This kind of elixir that can cleanse the marrow and change the classics for low-level cultivators is not worth mentioning to Wang Lin.

But for Yingshan, it is enough to make her journey smoother in the early stages.

"Thank you for the reward, Master Immortal!"

Yingshan was delighted and bowed again quickly to express her gratitude.

"Get up! How far you can go in the future depends entirely on yourself."

Wang Lin waved his hand, turned his eyes away from the girl, and suddenly asked:
"The river in front of us is so wide, could it be a tributary of the Tianshui River that runs through the south?"

"Master Immortal is right. This is indeed a branch of the Tianshui River."

"After walking a hundred miles further, you can see the main trunk of the Tianshui River. That is the real Tianshui River."

Yingshan carefully put the pill into her arms, her face full of joy.

If memory serves me correctly, Tianshui River is one of the longest rivers on Tianlan Grassland.

One end of it is connected to the Shun River in the territory of Dajin, and the two form an upstream and downstream relationship.

At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly raised his head, looked towards the sky across the river, and said calmly:

"Go inform your clan leader that something is flying towards us. We don't know if it's just passing by or heading for us."

Wang Lin's expression was calm, without any fear at all.

Hearing this, Yingshan was startled and nodded quickly, then ran towards Yinglu by the river.

Wang Lin didn’t have to wait long.

It only takes half a cup of tea.

There was chaos at the riverside in an instant, and everyone rushed back.

However, before most people had time to return to their vehicles, green lights flashed in the distant sky.

Then, a low and eerie sound was heard, and a huge bat emitting green light gradually appeared.

The ferocious and terrifying appearance of the bat made the mortals in the convoy tremble with fear.

Several Tuwuren immortal masters who stayed in the vehicle also walked out and looked into the distance with serious expressions.

Wang Lin's gaze passed over the bat and stared at a group of cultivators on the back of the giant bat.

Although the distance was still far, he was able to clearly identify the features of the figures with the help of the flashing blue light in his pupils, and his heart suddenly started to tremble.

This team of immortal cultivators consisted of eight people, half of them were men and half were women. The men were dressed in brocade robes and jade belts, and their clothes were extremely gorgeous.

The woman was wearing a white robe and was barefoot, with a golden belt around her waist, which was obviously not the traditional dress of the Tuwu people.

The cultivation levels of these cultivators are not high. Except for the two leading ones who are in the Jindan stage, the rest are only Qi training cultivators.

Just as Wang Lin was looking at it from afar, he saw that the giant bat, which was about five or six meters long, had flown over the convoy, flapped its wings violently a few times, and then stopped steadily.

Immediately, a strong hurricane swept towards the convoy, and several carriages in the foreground were overturned in an instant.

The leather bags, boxes and other items on the car were scattered all over the ground, including minerals and herbs.

There were quite a few mortals who were blown down by the strong wind.

This scene made the immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe, whose faces had already changed slightly, even more terrified, and they looked at each other in silence.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere on the field became particularly bleak.

The Tuwu people and the immortal cultivators faced each other in silence.

From the Tuwu tribe, a man in his forties walked out and looked at the giant bat in the distance without daring to speak.

"Whoever is the leader among you, come out and speak up."

At this moment, a cold sound came from the giant bat.

This man has reached the Jindan stage of cultivation, and next to him is a woman in white who is in her twenties. Although she is pretty, her face is as cold as ice.

When Ying Lu heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly walked out of the crowd, bowed and was about to answer.

However, the man in the Jindan stage looked gloomy and said impatiently:

"I don't mean mortals, I mean you immortal masters."

After he finished speaking, the giant bat under his feet flapped its wings and a strong wind blew up, instantly blowing Ying Lu away from his stable position. He retreated repeatedly and almost fell to the ground.

The other Tuwuren immortal masters became more frightened upon seeing this, realizing that the other party seemed to have ill intentions.

The next moment, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Lin.

After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, the one with the highest cultivation automatically becomes the leader. This is an unwritten rule.

Wang Lin walked forward slowly and took off his cloak.

Wang Lin knew that these people came here for a purpose other than his own.

So as long as the cloak is pulled off, these people will change their target.

Several men and women on the giant bat turned their eyes to Wang Lin at the same time.

Wang Lin could even feel the spiritual energy coming from the man's eyes, as if he was using some secret technique to observe him.

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he said to the Jindan woman beside him:

"This man is not a traitor."

The woman nodded in agreement, and after glancing at the other Tuwu cultivators, she also shook her head.

Then the man turned to Wang Lin and said calmly:

"Call out all your companions. We are looking for a man we suspect is hiding in your convoy. Once we find him, we will leave immediately and will not embarrass you."

Even so, the man whispered and quickly waved his hand.

The other six Foundation Establishment stage men and women on the giant bat immediately flew up.

It was parked above the vehicle carrying Feng Yue and another unseen person in the dark, and it was obvious that the target's location had been confirmed.

The two carriages remained silent, and the rest of the people did not dare to speak, and the atmosphere was tense.

The face of the big man surnamed Ba and the tribal leader who hired the other person suddenly changed and looked extremely pale.

Wang Lin had a blank expression on his face. He was not a saint, so there was no need for him to rescue these people.

Seeing that there was no movement in the carriage, the man standing on the giant bat sneered.

Then turn your palm over.

Several fist-sized fireballs appeared, and with a slight wave, all the fireballs flew straight towards one of the cars.

At this time, a bitter laugh came from the carriage, and Commander Gu's voice echoed in it:

"I have already fled to the Tianlan Grassland, far away from here. Why do you still want to kill me so desperately?"

Before he could finish his words, the entire carriage exploded instantly, and a gust of cold air rushed towards the fireball, extinguishing it instantly.

A sturdy young man in his twenties appeared at the spot, holding a crystal white round bead in his hand, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

The monks on the giant bats all showed joy when they saw this scene.

"Jiang Jianying, you really ran away with the Snow Crystal Pearl."

"The Palace Master ordered you to go to Beihan Mountain to invite Elder Beixuan, and you dared to run away with this pearl."

The man's face was full of ferocity, and the joy on his face was restrained. He said in a cold voice:

"What else is there to say now? If you know what's best for you, go back obediently. Maybe I can still save your soul."

At the same time, six cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage moved and quickly blocked the two sides and the back of the burly young man, surrounding him.

How could Jiang Jianying not know the real purpose of the old man Xuanbing? Wasn't it that he wanted to use his ice spirit root as a blood sacrifice to refine the orb for the Northern Xuantian demon? If he didn't escape, the end would be death.

"Humph!"

Jiang Jianying snorted coldly, looked at everyone, and said, "Don't you think I don't know what they are thinking? Don't they just want to kill me?"

"Your cultivation and realm were built up by the resources of the palace. Without the support of the palace, you would have turned into a pile of bones long ago."

The woman in palace dress sneered: "Besides, the palace also let you marry and have children, leaving descendants, so why not repay them with your body?"

"You have long harbored rebellious thoughts in your heart. No wonder you even ignore your wife and children."

The woman snorted coldly:
"Today I can only take you back to the palace for punishment. Do you think you can fight us with just a snow crystal bead? That's wishful thinking."

As she spoke, the woman waved her right hand.

The six Foundation Establishment cultivators simultaneously raised the scarlet flags in their hands, which shot out and transformed into six balls of flame that merged into one.

It was obvious that he knew that the man had ice spiritual roots and that his ice magic was extremely powerful.

So he used fire formation to fight the enemy.

A fire cloud about an acre in size appeared above the cold fog and slowly pressed down.

Ever since the young man showed up, these people began to speak in the language of Dajin.

The other strangers were confused, but Wang Lin did not hinder them at all.

Although these Tuwu people could not understand the language of the Dajin, they realized that the situation was not good and retreated and hid.

However, those immortal cultivators did not dare to leave rashly and put up protective shields to prevent accidental injuries.

The fire cloud collided violently with the cold fog below, and the hot and cold air intertwined, turning into bursts of cold steam that swept in all directions. The scene was quite shocking.

Although the Snow Crystal Bead is extraordinary and miraculous, the sturdy young man is only a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He has not refined this treasure and therefore cannot activate its power.

In the confrontation, Han Wu quickly fell into a disadvantage.

The sturdy young man in the cold fog knew that something was wrong, and tried his best to control the cold fog to rush into the fire cloud, but he was trapped in it by six monks.

Soon, the cold fog gradually dissipated.

The sturdy young man tried his best to inject magic power into the bead, but it was still difficult to resist the consumption of fire cloud.

After a meal, the cold fog was only a few feet in size.

"Commander Gu, please take action. He is still useful and needs to be captured alive."

Seeing this, the Jindan woman turned around and said to the man.

"Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to Gu."

The man nodded indifferently, then leaped into the cold fog, transformed into a white rainbow.

Upon seeing this, the six foundation-building monks cast a spell at the same time to retract the surrounding fire clouds.

It rolled unsteadily in the cold fog, and after a moment a loud bang and a muffled groan were heard.

Then the cold fog gradually dissipated, revealing the situation inside.

Between the sky and the earth, the man stood proudly, holding the unconscious young man steadily in one hand.

The other hand tightly grasped the snow crystal bead that emitted a unique cold light.

At this time, the opponent's cultivation was greatly damaged due to the fierce battle. The man decisively took action relying on his profound cultivation in the Jindan stage.

He succeeded with just one strike, and the whole process was smooth and flowing, fully demonstrating his superb strength and decisive style of action.

The Jindan woman nearby witnessed this scene, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a look of satisfaction emerging on her face.

"Make sure to keep a close eye on this person. This operation has finally paid off and it has not been in vain."

The man waved his arm and threw the unconscious young man casually to one of his men, while giving serious instructions.

Then, he slowly turned his gaze and looked at Wang Lin and others who had been watching the battle silently, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

"Don't make things complicated. This is Tianlan Grassland, not the territory of our Jiuxian Palace."

"Although we have already informed the Tianlan Holy Temple, we still need to act with caution to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Seeing this, the woman frowned slightly and said seriously:

"The Tuwu tribe has always been protective of its people, so we must not easily get into conflict with them."

"Okay, got it. Let's leave now. Eh..."

The man nodded slightly, and was about to cast a spell to fly back to the giant bat.

He glanced casually and suddenly saw an object on the ground, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His eyes inadvertently swept across and suddenly fell on an object scattered on the ground, and he couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation.

I saw a translucent pebble-shaped stone lying there quietly, as if it contained some mysterious power.

Its appearance is crystal clear, like crystal carved by time.

And inside the stone, there was a faint golden light in the shape of a flame flowing. The light flickered and emitted a strange aura.

The surface of the stone is mostly covered with dirt, making it look quite ordinary and inconspicuous, as if it is just a piece of ordinary stone in the mountains.

However, after being washed by hydrothermal steam, some of its original appearance gradually emerged.

"Golden Flame Stone! It's actually the precious Golden Flame Stone in the legend!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows. This golden flame stone is the most critical material in making the Seven Flame Fan.

This precious material has been extinct in the Tiannan region for many years, but I didn’t expect to encounter it here.

Although Wang Lin knew that there would be golden flame stones in this area, this stone could not be detected by spiritual sense.

So we can only follow the plot.

Wait until these people arrive.

The man opposite had sharp eyes and recognized the extraordinary nature of the Golden Flame Stone.

With an expression of ecstasy on his face, he flew towards the Golden Flame Stone.

Can't wait to pick up this precious golden flame stone.

A golden light suddenly flashed, and the golden flame stone in front of the man rose into the air without any warning and shot out at an angle.

The man was caught off guard and was a beat slow to react. When he hurriedly reached out to grab it, he was already a step too late.

The Golden Flame Stone instantly turned into a golden light and fell into the hands of another person not far away.

The scene before them stunned all the monks present.

The one who took the Golden Flame Stone was none other than Wang Lin.

Wang Lin grabbed the stone with one hand and looked at it carefully, as if the other people did not exist.

The Jindan man's face instantly turned pale, and he said gloomily: "Give that thing to me, and I'll cut off one of your arms and spare your life."

Hearing this, Wang Lin glanced at the man and then chuckled:
"I also like this thing. How about you cut off one of your arms and I will spare your life?"

The man's expression changed instantly, and he was filled with anger.

His face sank, and aura surged around him.

"Commander Gu, what exactly is going on? What exactly is that strange object? If it is not extremely important, do not act rashly."

The Jindan woman at the side vaguely sensed Wang Lin’s extraordinaryness and suddenly spoke.

When Commander Gu heard this, he hesitated for a moment, moved his lips slightly, and secretly transmitted the message.

After a moment, the woman in white robe looked shocked and fell into deep thought.

"Is there really such a thing? Are you sure?"

The white-robed woman looked solemn and incredulous. (End of this chapter)