Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

It is a gold-attributed escape technique, which is not very suitable for Wang Lin.

As for Mingyang Valley, it is a secret technique with enormous power, but its power limit is limited, and it can only threaten cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at most.

Wang Lin’s figure turned into a shadow and sped away.

After flying for more than ten days, it finally stopped over an uninhabited spiritual island.

"If I remember correctly, the Divine Mud should be on this spiritual island."

The magical mud, also known as the shape-shifting ointment, is said to be able to transform at will and be refined into an artifact.

Even if damaged, it can repair itself, making it a rare material for refining complex magical instruments.

Likewise, it is also an excellent material for making puppets.

Wang Lin's body flashed and soon he landed in front of several broken monuments.

“Who would have thought that the magnificent Huayi Divine Mud would be refined by an ancient cultivator into a broken stele and placed here!”

Wang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled.

In ancient times, this magical mud was also called Chiling Soft Jade. This kind of magical mud was carefully refined.

Its deformation repair effect can be brought to the extreme.

Not only that, it also has the amazing property of absorbing the monks' magical attacks.

When a powerful attack containing full spiritual power touches this object, its power can be reduced by more than half. "

Of course, while it has so many advantages, it also has certain disadvantages.

That is, it is afraid of the physical attacks of sharp magic weapons, but is not afraid of spiritual attacks at all, because it is essentially still mud and is restrained by sharp weapons.

The fusion of Huayi Divine Mud and Gangyin is the material for refining the puppet body.

It not only possesses the defensive capabilities of Gangyin, but also has the reshaping ability of Huayi Divine Mud.

Even without the help of any defensive magic weapon, there are few people in this human world who can easily destroy it.

With this in mind, Wang Lin immediately opened up a cave on the island.

"call out!"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Wang Lin instantly sank into the cave.

A ten-foot-long white jade bed flew out of the storage bag and landed in front of him.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged, and wisps of surging spiritual energy continued to flow out from the cold jade.

Wang Lin waved his long sleeves.

A ball of red light emerged.

Seven or eight jade tablets containing materials appeared before his eyes.

His mouth opened slightly and a golden fire spirit flew out of his mouth.

I saw it spreading its wings and flying, and instantly disappearing into the materials.

With the help of the fire spirit in refining the weapon, Wang Lin saved a lot of trouble.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies. For a cultivator, more than a year is just a blink of an eye.

During this period, in addition to concentrating on refining puppets, Wang Lin also asked Yin Yue to use the Palm of Heaven Bottle to cultivate dragon scale fruit.

As Wang Lin continued to swallow spiritual fruits, his body continued to grow stronger.

The effect of dragon scale fruit on the physical body continues to grow as time goes by.

This is a process of gradual improvement. The longer the time, the better the improvement effect.

a few days later.

Wang Lin slowly stood up and looked at the human-shaped body in front of him that was shining with silver light.

Wang Lin pinched his hands and performed some magic formulas, and then he saw golden threads instantly sinking into his body.

The fire spirit flapped its wings and kept flying beside the silver body.

"It's finally done!"

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly, looking at the silver puppet in front of him, his face full of joy:

"Everything is working fine, and all parts are integrated perfectly."

As Wang Lin’s spiritual power continued to sink in.

Then he saw the aura of the silver puppet in front of him growing stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

"This puppet has great potential. Who knows, it might have a chance to make further progress in the spirit world in the future."

Wang Lin waved his sleeves and put the puppet in front of him directly into the storage bag.

Then he stood up and looked at the rough sea.

"Next we have to go to Kuzhu Island."

There is not only the sacred Tiansang tree, but also the black phoenix.

However, unlike Han Li in the original novel, Wang Lin not only wants the black phoenix feather, but also the sacred mulberry tree.

……

Kuzhu Island, an unnamed island in the sea adjacent to Dajin, is shrouded in blue mist all year round.

Although the island owner, Old Man Kuzhu, is unknown in the inland immortal cultivation world, many inland mid- and late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are wary of him.

In the overseas world of cultivating immortals, Old Man Kuzhu is very famous.

With 365 cold bamboo flying swords and a sacred Tiansang tree, he has long been regarded as one of the three overseas immortals.

The Ten Thousand Trees Formation on Kuzhu Island, with the Tiansang sacred tree as the center of the formation, is mysterious and has been feared overseas for tens of thousands of years. It is one of the most amazing formations in ancient times.

Even if a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage breaks in, his magical powers will be weakened by three points.

On this day, an uninvited guest appeared in the sky above Kuzhu Island.

In the distant sky, after a sudden flash of spiritual light, a red rainbow light that was about two meters long rushed over at lightning speed and hovered above the sea of ​​fog that stretched for hundreds of miles.

When the light faded, a handsome monk in a white robe appeared, floating in the air.

This person was none other than Wang Lin. He was seen staring at the sea fog in front of him. All he could see was a white mist, and he could not see clearly what was inside.

Immediately afterwards, a faint blue light flashed in Wang Lin’s eyes, and he saw through the pale white spiritual mist.

"It is indeed an ancient formation. It is quite magical. An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would not be able to see through it."

Wang Lin is not an ordinary cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. If he wants to hide it from his eyes, it would be difficult to do so without the sophistication of the Spiritual Transformation level.

"It just so happens that I can use this formation to test the power of the puppet I made."

As Wang Lin finished speaking, a light red shadow flew out from the storage bag.

As a vermilion light flashed, a figure who looked 70% like Wang Lin appeared in front of him.

Originally, this puppet could be made to be exactly the same as oneself.

However, looking at a puppet that looked exactly like himself, Wang Lin always felt a little creepy.

Therefore, I chose to make a puppet with a somewhat similar appearance.

“You can try it now!”

As soon as the words fell, the puppet quickly raised its hands with its five fingers slightly spread.

In an instant, scarlet flames quickly gathered in the palm of his hand.

Two huge balls of light as big as heads condensed into shape, with dazzling light and astonishing momentum.

Two beams of light shot out from the puppet's wrists and quickly disappeared into the sea mist.

Wang Lin quietly observed the changes in the sea fog without saying anything.

Soon after, a shocking explosion erupted on the sea, and the fog rolled violently, forming two huge wind columns that rushed straight into the sky.

The nearby sea fog was instantly dispelled, revealing a vast blank area, like a vicious dragon leaping out of the sea.

At the same time, a sharp and angry whistle came from below.

Wang Lin looked down and saw a huge island vaguely visible in the thin mist. The island was covered with a layer of green light, almost surrounding the entire island.

Suddenly, more than a dozen colorful rays of light shot out from the light curtain and flew towards Wang Lin's position with great momentum.

Obviously, the attack just now alarmed the monks on the island.

Wang Lin could tell at a glance that the cultivation levels of this group of cultivators were uneven, some were in the Foundation Establishment stage, and some were in the Core Formation stage.

The old man who was the leader among them had even reached the late stage of Jindan.

"My two Taoist friends, please forgive me for being so rude. I wonder what brings you to our island?"

When everyone used their spiritual sense to scan, they immediately found that the cultivation levels of the two people in front of them were impossible to detect.

Thinking about the powerful force of the previous attack, it was obvious that this was not an ordinary cultivator.

Wang Lin put his hands behind his back, expressionless: "I came to Kuzhu Island for two things!"

"Let old man Kuzhu come to see me!"

The leading monk was slightly startled, and seeing that Wang Lin had come with bad intentions, he quickly said:

"It's really unfortunate. My master has been in seclusion for several years and no longer receives visitors."

"If you two seniors really have something important to tell me, you might as well tell me first. I can still make some decisions on matters on Kuzhu Island."

Hearing this, Wang Lin glanced at the man and said calmly:

"If you can make the decision, that would be great. Give me the ancient spiritual bird, the black phoenix, and also give me a branch of the sacred mulberry tree!"

"Wu Feng? What do you mean by this, senior?" The leading cultivator felt nervous when he heard this.

"I am currently refining a rather extraordinary treasure, which has extremely strict requirements on materials."

"Among them, we need three phoenix feathers from Wu Feng's tail as key refining materials."

Wang Lin said without hesitation, "Besides, I also have some interest in fire-type spiritual birds, so just give it to me."

"this..."

If you were to give me a root of the sacred mulberry tree, that would be nothing.

But what the visitor actually wanted was the black phoenix.

The man hesitated and couldn't help but said:

"The black phoenix is ​​not only a seventh-level spiritual bird, but also cultivated by my master himself. I cannot make the decision..."

"Why, even so, Takashima won't agree to it?"

Wang Lin's tone suddenly became gloomy, and his cold eyes stared at the cultivators in front of him.

"This matter is of great importance, and I, the younger generation, really have no right to make the decision."

"How about this, Senior, please wait for a moment. I am willing to risk being punished by my master and send a sound transmission note to the retreat room to ask for my master's opinion."

The leading monk shuddered under Wang Lin's gaze, then glanced at the humanoid puppet next to him and finally spoke through gritted teeth.

If he caused powerful enemies to Kuzhu Island due to improper handling, he would not be able to escape severe punishment when he returned.

"Okay, I'll wait here for a moment." Wang Lin nodded, his expression slightly relaxed.

Then the old man released a sound transmission talisman and described what had happened here in detail.

He let it go, and naturally emphasized the terrifyingly powerful cultivation of Wang Lin and the humanoid puppet, as if he was forced to do so by the situation.

Wang Lin didn’t have to wait long.

After just half a cup of tea.

Then, an old voice was heard coming from the restriction above Kuzhu Island.

"It turns out that a fellow Taoist in the Nascent Soul stage is here to visit. I was unable to greet you from afar. I hope you two fellow Taoists will forgive me."

"Please go to Yingfeng Pavilion on the island to rest for a while. I will come out to meet you immediately."

The first sentence was said to Wang Lin, and the second sentence was naturally said by his disciple.

After hearing this, the old man bowed respectfully to Wang Lin without any hesitation:

"Two seniors, please follow me. Master has already planned to meet with you two in person."

"Okay. I have heard of your island for a long time and I want to go there to see what it is all about."

Wang Lin glanced at the man and nodded slightly.

Not to mention that his cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage, even a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation stage cannot defeat him.

What’s more, he is just an old man from Kuzhu.

Maybe it is not even as good as the puppet he made.

After all, the puppet that he had spent so much effort to make had reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Without any hesitation, he followed the old man and flew towards the island.

As soon as he stepped onto the island, a strong wood-type spiritual energy rushed towards him.

In addition, what attracted Wang Lin's attention most were the lush and tall trees here.

These trees are extremely tall, often thirty or forty feet high, and there are many species, all of which are rare tree species rarely seen in the outside world.

In the woods, there are more than a dozen trees that are significantly taller than other trees. They are a kind of strange purple mulberry trees, scattered throughout the woods, and their arrangement is in line with the mystery of heaven and earth.

“Is this the Tiansang sacred tree?”

Looking at these spiritual trees, a gleam of light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

Hearing Wang Lin speak, the old man smiled and bowed quickly: "Senior, you have a sharp eye. This is the sacred Tiansang tree."

Wang Lin nodded slightly, his gaze lingering briefly on the Tiansang spiritual tree.

Within a few breaths, everyone found themselves in a seemingly ordinary jungle.

There were flashes of light all around and the scene before my eyes changed rapidly.

A towering mountain suddenly appeared before their eyes, surrounded by pavilions of various sizes, among which many monks were busy shuttling back and forth.

"Everyone, please continue to do your own things. Two seniors, please follow me." The old man waved his hand, signaling the other monks to retreat.

The other monks immediately took the order and left.

Wang Lin and the puppet followed the old man straight to the top of the mountain, where there was a magnificent hall built with huge wood.

In front of the hall door, four monks in green armor stood with long spears in their hands, their postures uniform.

The old man and Wang Lin went straight to the entrance of the wooden hall.

The four monks had no expression on their faces and stood still like puppets.

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling a little surprised.

Although these four are only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, the essence of the wood spiritual energy emanating from their bodies far exceeds that of cultivators of the same level.

Wang Lin had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that the armor they wore and the spears they held were all top-grade wood-attributed spiritual weapons, extremely rare.

As if noticing Wang Lin’s surprise, the old man took the initiative to explain:

In a mysterious place in the world of immortals and heroes, the master carefully trained a team of Wood Spirit Guards.

These Wood Spirit Guards use the supreme power of the Tiansang sacred tree to practice unique and mysterious special skills.

Although their cultivation has not yet reached a very high level, they have outstanding attainments in the art of combined attack.

If you happen to have some free time at this moment, you might as well give these Wood Spirit Guards some careful guidance.

Wang Lin nodded slightly and responded: "Well, they are indeed different from ordinary cultivators."

His attitude was calm and he did not reveal too much of his emotions. The old man was quite tactful when he saw this and stopped talking.

There is a wooden temple here, with a simple and elegant structure. In addition to the spacious hall, there is only one side hall.

A group of people slowly walked into the hall, and their eyes were instantly attracted by a tall figure with his back to them.

This person was wearing a green robe and his white hair was as white as frost and snow, giving people an otherworldly feeling.

When the old man saw this person, his expression suddenly changed. He bowed deeply and then stood aside silently, respectfully. (End of this chapter)