Wonderland

Chapter 155
Through cultivating in this burrow rich in aura, and with the help of that water elixir, Xiao Lin finally broke through the seventh level of Qi refining and entered the eighth level of Qi refining.

Xiao Lin's face was filled with a happy smile, which also made him full of confidence in his future cultivation path. This trip to the burrow was very fruitful for him.

Xiao Lin looked at the stone wall at the mountainside and fell into deep thought.

Now not only has the Purple Spirit Flower been obtained, but the cultivation level has also been raised to another level. Calculating the time, there are only less than six days left.

If it is according to the normal return speed, it will take at least five days in advance to return to the first floor of the crypt, but Xiao Lin does not intend to return to the first floor through the second floor in a regular manner, but intends to pass through the passage when he came.

Xiao Lin didn't know if that channel was still there, if not, then it would be a little tight for him, but even if he passed the second floor and returned to the first floor, Xiao Lin was quite sure, and now he was entering the eighth floor of Qi Refining after.

His magic power has more than doubled again. Even if he encounters a group of monsters, he is still somewhat sure of escaping with his own wind control technique without fighting hard, not to mention that Xiao Lin still has Huo Yunpei's hole card.

From Xiao Lin's point of view, the fighting on the third floor of the crypt should have stopped. Regardless of whether he got the purple spirit flower or not, he had to go back the same way. The reason why Xiao Lin dragged it to only six days was because he wanted to spend less time on the road. trouble.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lin stood up, and after shaking away the broken rocks at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Lin re-entered the valley.

Breathing the fresh air outside, Xiao Lin felt refreshed.

After identifying the direction, Xiao Lin turned into a cloud of green smoke and flew towards the distance.

When Xiao Lin returned to the mountainside that came down from Fengbo Lake, he found that the restrictions set by the white-robed woman above had expired, but there was one thing that made him feel a little strange. Apart from the monk's corpse and bones, there was not a single monster.

This made Xiao Lin even more surprised. Now that the way he came here was impassable, Xiao Lin could only turn around and fly towards the entrances of the second and third floors of the crypt with all his strength.

Along the way, in order to guard against sneak attacks from cultivators, Xiao Lin sacrificed the Green Gold Shield, and also cast the Void Spirit Shield to protect his whole body.

One day later, Xiao Lin came to the entrance from the third floor to the second floor. To his surprise, all the monsters on the third floor of the cave seemed to have disappeared suddenly. Originally, he estimated that it would take at least two days' journey, but they were in the cave. It took more than a day to go.

This made him have a surprised expression on his face, and he guessed what happened in this cave?But after thinking for a while, I couldn't think of a possible reason.

Since he couldn't think of the reason, Xiao Lin stopped wasting his mind and plunged into the portal on the third floor to the second floor of the crypt.

After Xiao Lin's eyes lit up, he appeared in front of a hill over a hundred feet high.

The terrain here is relatively unfamiliar, mainly because when Xiao Lin entered the third floor of the crypt, he took a shortcut with the help of the white-robed woman's water-dividing cold light flag formation, and did not pass through the second floor of the crypt.

However, Xiao Lin knew the general route. He first flew to the halfway up the hill, and after finding out the direction, he turned into a blue light and flew towards the distance again.

On Xiewei Mountain, there are countless half-foot-sized caves, pitch-black, and I don't know how many there are.

The black poisonous flying scorpions that had been wandering up and down the mountain had all disappeared, but the monks who passed by here could still sense that in the dark cave, strange thoughts came out from time to time.

This shows that the black poisonous flying scorpions on Xiewei Mountain did not disappear, but they all hid.

And at the foot of the Xiewei Mountain, two monks were looking at a man and a woman opposite with smiles on their faces.

Of the two monks, one of them was 25 and six years old, wearing a white robe and holding a paper fan. He really looked like a scholar in the secular world.

The other person looked to be about 30 years old, with short stature and extremely ugly appearance. He was wearing a dark green robe and held a magic formula in his hand. In front of him, there was a pale golden ring magic weapon constantly spinning around him.

There is a man and a woman on the opposite side. The man is 27 or [-] years old, with a slightly fat body and a dark complexion. The woman is [-] or [-] years old, with fair skin, delicate and agile.

However, the dark-faced man's face was sluggish, and the corner of his mouth was still overflowing with blood, and his left arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, revealing only miserable red flesh and blood.

The girl's face was pale, and her eyes were full of despair, but her lips were tightly closed, and the hand holding a light green flying sword also burst out with veins due to the force.

"Hey, you two can really run, so that Su has been chasing you for two days, why? Can you still run?" The scholar monk shook the paper fan lightly, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were very cold .

"Do you really want to kill them all? Forget it, even if my brothers and sisters don't have this opportunity, I am willing to give the purple spirit flower I got to Your Excellency. I just hope that the two fellow Taoists can let my sister survive." The dark-faced man fiercely He coughed twice, and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Take your lives? Haha." The scholar monk seemed to hear a very funny joke, and couldn't help laughing, but the laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the two in front of him coldly.

"It's too late. If you were on the second floor of the crypt, if you obediently presented the Purple Spirit Flower on the spot, Su might still let you go back into reincarnation. Now, it's better to lose both body and spirit."

"you?"

"Brother, you don't ask him anymore. We are fighting him now."

"Brother Su, what are you talking about with them? Although most of the surviving monks have left this Xiewei Mountain, there is no guarantee that some people will pass through here, so we should kill these two as soon as possible and take the purple spirit flower. It can be said that the merits and virtues have been completed." The five-short monk beside him showed impatience on his face, and urged the scholar monk to say.

"What you Huang Daoyou said is very true, then please ask Huang Daoyou to spend some time to send their brothers and sisters a ride." The scholar monk said with a look of surprise on his face.

"So, Huang will send the two of you on the road. Don't blame Huang after you go down. You can only blame your bad luck. We happened to meet you when you were picking purple spirit flowers." The ugly monk surnamed Huang said coldly. After finishing speaking coldly, he pointed to the golden ring in midair.

The ring immediately let out a "woo", and then turned into a ball of golden light, shooting towards the dark-faced man.

The dark-faced man suddenly turned pale. Two days ago, he and his sister were already planning to give up, but they never thought that they would stumble across a purple spirit flower in a remote valley on the second floor of the crypt, which made them ecstatic .

Immediately picked it happily and put it away, but never thought that this scene happened to be seen by two people who appeared not far away. The dark-faced man didn't want to be too entangled, so he took his sister and fled all the way, hoping to be able to escape before the crypt closed. , out of the burrow.

According to the rules of previous years, as long as you leave the burrow, you need to pay the purple spirit flower to the five major sects on the spot, and the five major sects will also register their names on the spot to determine the list of candidates for admission.

But with the cultivation base of the seventh level of Qi refining, they are naturally not the opponents of those two, they were chased by them twice along the way, after experiencing the fight, they continued to flee, all the way to the Xiewei Mountain.

The dark-faced man was at the end of his battle, and his internal organs were also seriously damaged, and even an arm was cut off by the white-faced scholar monk. If it wasn't for his obsession, he might have died already.

His face was full of unwillingness, and his eyes were full of reluctance, looking at the girl beside him.

The girl let out a mournful cry, and the flying sword in her hand turned into a ball of green light, and went up to the ball of golden light.

However, the mana in the girl's body had also been exhausted, and as soon as the two instruments collided, the green flying sword let out a mournful cry, the aura collapsed, and fell to the ground.

After the ugly monk surnamed Huang sneered, he pointed at the golden light in the air, and the golden light shot towards the dark-faced man again, and the speed was even faster by three points.

The dark-faced man couldn't help sighing softly and closed his eyes.

But at this time, a soft "Hey." came from the side, followed by "Qing Qiang." A series of sounds of metal and iron clashing came out, accompanied by an angry roar of the ugly monk surnamed Huang.

The dark-faced man couldn't help opening his eyes. He saw a young man with short hair about 20 years old standing in front of himself and his sister. At this moment, the young man was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Lin?"

"Brother Xiao?" The moment he saw Xiao Lin, the dark-faced man showed surprise on his face.

"Brother Luo, Sister Luo Shuang, we meet again." Xiao Lin smiled, but when he saw Luo Shou's severed arm, his smile suddenly subsided, and he took out a somewhat spicy panacea from his pocket , and put it in Luo Shou's hands.

"Brother Luo, quickly swallow this Nei Hua Dan." In Xiao Lin's eyes, it was natural to see that Luo Shou's injury was extremely serious, and if he delayed for a while, he might really die.

The moment Luo Shuang saw Xiao Lin, his tears could no longer be held back, rolling down like beads.

When Luo Shou heard the word Neihua Dan, he was slightly taken aback, and then his face showed surprise. He didn't say anything, and directly threw the panacea that Xiao Lin handed him into his mouth.

"Fellow Taoist, are you really going to take this muddy water?" Looking at Xiao Lin, the ugly monk surnamed Huang looked gloomy, but he could also see that although the person in front of him only had the eighth level of Qi Refining, The weird magic weapon in his hand is a genuine top-quality magic weapon.

And just now he also noticed that the emerald green spirit shield that kept flashing around this person should be the elementary magic Void Spirit Spirit Shield, which made him very afraid of the person in front of him, so after Xiao Lin blocked the attack, he did not continue shot.

"Sister Luo Shuang, help brother Luo to the side to rest for a while, I just want to catch up with an old friend."

Hearing this, Luo Shuang suppressed her tears, nodded, obediently helped her elder brother Luo Shou, and retreated more than ten feet away.

Hearing the word old friend, the ugly monk surnamed Huang showed surprise on his ugly face. He was very sure that this was definitely the first time he had met this young man in front of him.

Only then did Xiao Lin turn around, but he didn't look at the ugly monk surnamed Huang, but at the white-faced scholar monk, with a cold smile on his face: "We meet again."

It turned out that the white-faced scholar monk was one of the three cultivators who intercepted and killed him with the young man surnamed Naqu outside the Chixia Immortal City, and Xiao Lin clearly remembered that this person was named Su Wencai.

"So it's you? You haven't died yet. Su really wants to know whether the two friends Qu Gang and Feng Ling died at your hands?" Su Wencai looked at Xiao Lin with doubts on his face.

"You want to know?" Xiao Lin sneered: "Then take Xiao's Seven Blades first."

The seven blades in Xiao Lin's hand directly chopped out seven phantoms in the shape of blades, and chopped towards Su Wencai.

At the same time, Xiao Lin didn't let the ugly-faced monk surnamed Huang idle, Xiao Lin patted the glove bag on his waist, and shot a black light from it, shooting towards the ugly-faced monk surnamed Huang at the moment it rose against the wind.

The ugly-faced cultivator surnamed Huang suddenly jumped into a rage. The guy in front of him, who was only at the eighth level of refining, actually attacked both of them at the same time.

No matter how you look at it, the ugly monk surnamed Huang felt that the young man in front of him was seeking his own death. As for the brother and sister who got the purple spirit flower, they couldn't run away anyway.

(End of this chapter)