I have all kinds of magical powers

The sun is shining, and the sky is bright.

At the westernmost part of the Black Mountain Kingdom, there is a continuous mountain range that covers hundreds of miles. The foundation of the Sun family, the most core place here, and the highest mountain, is called Lianlong Mountain.

The Sun family monks built countless pavilions and halls around this mountain, and set up a large array of restrictions.

The Sun family has a heritage of seven or eight hundred years in the Black Mountain Kingdom, with hundreds of monks and hundreds of thousands of secular people.

Lianlong Mountain is roughly divided into three layers. The surrounding areas are where secular people live, and some secular towns have also been built.

From the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain is where the low-level disciples of the Sun family live and practice.

From the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, only the elders who have established their foundation are qualified to enter.

Although the Sun family is gradually declining, it has retained 60% to 70% of its former territory with many foundation-building cultivators and some treasures at the bottom of the box. In this range, it is still the overlord.

The next day, a blue cloud flew down from the middle of Lianlong Mountain, and a middle-aged man named Sun Dekun stood on it. He had a mustache and looked a bit shrewd.

He was a manager who specialized in purchasing some spiritual objects used by low-level cultivators of the Sun family, and his cultivation level was the ninth level of Qi Refining.

He had some kinship with a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building in the family, so he was able to get this lucrative position.

In addition to purchasing, some small markets built nearby would also send some spiritual resources, which were also brought to the mountain by him and stored in the treasure house or uniformly allocated for use.

Fortunately, although Sun Dekun relied on his connections to get to the top, he never made any mistakes in these matters. He handled them in an orderly manner and was able to secure his position.

In the eyes of a group of Qi-refining cultivators, Sun Dekun's power was not small, and his status in the Sun family was only below those foundation-building elders.

Today was the day to go down the mountain to collect spiritual objects. There were some places in the secular towns below that were specifically for handling such matters.

Since the family spread that there was no Jindan ancestor in charge, the Sun family became more and more low-key, especially for those who went up and down the mountain, there was an extremely strict review.

After Sun Dekun got the spiritual resources sent from nearby at some secret places in the town, he left the town without too much delay and returned to Lianlong Mountain.

What he didn't notice was that when he was collecting those spiritual objects, a faint divine consciousness had already circled around him and left a mark.

It targeted a mere Qi-refining cultivator like him.

When he walked out of the secular town, he had three or four more bulging storage bags on his body, which were filled with resources for the low-level cultivators of the Sun family.

Sun Dekun pinched his fingers with one hand and pointed at the ground. Suddenly, a cloud of blue mist emerged. He jumped up and flew towards Lianlong Mountain.

But just as he flew more than ten miles away, a burst of green smoke suddenly floated in front of him. After a shake, a young man in a white robe appeared in front of him, looking at him with a faint smile.

"Foundation building period! I am the steward of the Sun family, and the senior is..."

Although Sun Dekun's cultivation was low, he had also seen the elders of the foundation building in the family. He understood it instantly after scanning the other party's aura, and hurriedly bowed and asked.

The young man in the white robe didn't listen to him at all. He just raised one hand and pointed at him. A golden light shot out and uttered the word "ding".

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sun Dekun immediately turned around and ran. The spell in his hand changed and he flew into the clouds instantly.

Unfortunately, with his insignificant cultivation, the speed of the golden light was too fast, and it hit his body in an instant. His body stiffened instantly, and the spiritual power in his body was completely sealed, and he fell from the cloud.

Seeing this, the young man in white robe hurriedly flew out on the cloud. He raised his hand, and a piece of green light flew out, rolled it up, and placed it on the cloud under his feet.

Next, he flew into a dense forest in the distance without hesitation, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After flying seven or eight miles, the white cloud fell in the dense forest, where four or five cultivators of different shapes stood, all of whom were in the foundation-building period.

One of the old men in his fifties saw the young man in white robe coming back and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is quick. He captured him so quickly. Didn't he alarm the cultivators of the Sun family?"

The young man in white robe said with a faint smile.

"He is just a Qi-refining cultivator, not worth mentioning. I will ask for some details, and it will be easier later."

These are naturally Li Yuan and Lin who came from afar.

Chen, Yan Meng, Feng Sanniang, the Wang brothers and others.

In the depths of the dense forest, there are several Yulonghui monks who are responsible for the response, but their cultivation is not high. There are three or four Qi Refining Stage monks who are responsible for getting information, and there is also a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

Lin Chen did not waste words. His consciousness turned into a big hand, picked up Sun Dekun, and walked into the dense forest.

Sun Dekun's eyes were wide open. His movements were restricted by the immobilization technique, but he could hear their conversation and cried.

His body trembled slightly. These foundation building monks came from afar and were definitely not guests of the Sun family.

It is conceivable what will happen later.

Lin Chen took him a few feet inside and put him against a towering tree.

He raised his left hand and pointed with one hand. A golden light shot out and temporarily untied the other party's head.

Then his face turned cold and he asked.

"Next, answer whatever Lin wants to ask. Knowing the answer may make you die more easily. Otherwise, you know the outcome..."

Sun Dekun narrowed his eyes, and then his expression turned into an extremely firm one, and he said slowly.

"The seniors and others came to the foot of Lianlong Mountain of my Sun family together, and they must be plotting against the Sun family. Although I am only a Qi Refining cultivator in the family, I also know right from wrong and will never betray the family."

"Oh, so tough, then I will fulfill your wish~"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then pinched the magic formula in his hand, activated the nightmare prayer technique, and stared at the other party's eyes.

A little bit of spiritual light first appeared in his eyes, and then turned into two black vortexes in an instant, like a magnet, firmly absorbing Sun Dekun's gaze.

Sun Dekun's face turned pale, and cold sweat ran down his forehead, but his eyes were still looking straight at Lin Chen, obviously he had no choice.

After Lin Chen saw that he had controlled the other party, he slowly opened his mouth and asked questions one after another.

"How many sentries does the Sun family have in Lianlong Mountain? What credentials are needed to enter the mountain? How many foundation-building cultivators are still in the Sun family today?"

Sun Dekun replied with a wooden face.

"There are three secret sentries and three open sentries at the foot of Lianlong Mountain. The credentials for entering the mountain are the token on my waist..."

After waiting for half an hour, Lin Chen stood up, his eyes flickered, and then walked towards Li Yuan, Yan Meng and others.

And the place where he had just interrogated was left with only a pool of black flying ash, which was blown away by the wind and disappeared without a trace.