Chapter 97

When Bai Fu heard this, he also laughed and said, "I can't see it, Lin Xiaozi is a good hand at Fu Zheng." However, I didn't use all my strength to find the Wind Chopper just now, and I struck with all my strength to see if you couldn't catch it. ”

Lin Muyi also laughed, and said the same thing: "Seniors will know when you try it." ”

The white talisman hooked the corners of his lips, looking quite happy, but his hands were not relaxed at all, the magic of his hands changed very quickly, and the wide sleeves of his dark robe were puffed up by the huge wind and waves, and then he saw a huge whirlpool in the void quickly formed, but in an instant, it was already the size of a zhang, for example, it was several times faster than that time.

But more than that, the vortex grew extremely rapidly and continued to expand.

Lin Muyi stood opposite, looking at the huge whirlpool, expanding rapidly, and getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and in a short time, it was more than ten zhang in size, and it was more than ten times bigger!

Lin Mu's face couldn't help but become solemn, his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, seeing the huge whirlpool coming with a piercing whistling sound, he had already pinched a new rune paper in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and the spiritual power quickly filled the entire rune paper, and countless complicated lines were drawn, cross-linked, and interspersed on the rune paper, forming a formation at a faster speed than just now, catching up with the huge whirlpool with incomparably powerful power.

Yin Wujian only felt that the heart he had just put down was lifted again, and he saw that the whirlpool was pressing towards Lin Muyi like the top of Mount Tai, but it was like being leaked by an invisible colander, quickly shrinking and disappearing, and finally all of it was included in the small rune paper in Lin Muyi's hand.

"Senior ......" Lin Mu pinched the violently vibrating rune paper in his hand, only to feel that his wrist was shocked by the incomparably surging power, and he was about to be unable to pinch the rune paper, he just raised his head and called Bai Fu, but he was frightened by the scene in front of him and broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw that Bai Fu didn't wait for the previous recruitment, nor did he look at what the situation was on Lin Muyi's side, but this side was actually sealed with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, an equally huge whirlpool had been formed!

Lin Muyi was a little nervous at this time, his face was a little pale, but he didn't care about saying anything more, and quickly pinched a new rune paper in his hand.

Because the whirlpool didn't stop at all, it was already rushing towards Lin Muyi!

Lin Muyi pursed his lips tightly, urging the spiritual power in his body to run wildly, and the array formed by countless spiritual powers flowed extremely quickly on the rune paper, and the formation had been formed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the whirlpool that was rushing quickly was already dozens of zhang in size, but it suddenly disintegrated on the way to Lin Muyi, one turned into two, two into four, and in an instant, it had disintegrated into countless small whirlpools, and they were all shot towards the same target.

Lin Mu's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that this was the full force of the white rune, but there was no other way but to hold the rune paper in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body was even more crazy to rush towards his hand holding the rune paper, and the countless dense small arrays on the rune paper were colluded and fused with each other, and with the spiritual power that Lin Muyi continued to infuse, it emitted a dazzling light.

At this time, thousands of swift vortex wind blades had already arrived in front of Lin Muyi.

"Master!" Yin Wuxian couldn't bear it anymore, shouted, and flew in front of Lin Muyi, wanting to take Lin Mu Yihu behind him.

Lin Mu felt that his eyes were dark, and he was blocked by Yin Wuji's figure, and he was so angry that he wanted to scold, but he didn't care about these at all, stretched out his left hand and pressed Yin Wuji's head into his arms, and his right hand held the colorful rune paper that was already so dense that he could barely see the patterns on it, and met the thousands of wind blades.

As if he had been smashed by a huge hammer, Lin Muyi could barely stand. He gritted his teeth, and then felt as if thousands of such heavy hammers had been smashed down on his face door again and again, and the huge shock made him feel as if his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were about to be shaken out.

"Master......" Yin Wuxian was pressed into his arms, his voice was a little vague, and he tried to raise his head from Lin Muyi's arms to see the situation outside, but Lin Muyi pressed his head with more strength. And Lin Muyi's stiff body and violently vibrating chest made Yin Wujian dare not move anymore, for fear of interfering with the master and making him injured, so he could only bury his head in Lin Muyi's chest, only in front of him was Lin Muyi's snow-white clothes, and in his ears were countless whistling wind blades flying by, and around him was the air flow rolled up by the huge wind waves that made him feel pain all over.

Lin Muyi no longer had time to care about Yin Wuji's feelings at this time, he pressed Yin Wuji's head tightly with one hand at this time, but his right hand was holding the rune paper tightly. But the huge coercion slammed into the rune paper, and the rune paper trembled violently, shaking his entire arm numb.

"Master!" Yin Wujian felt that his chest was as hard as an iron plate, and he hugged Lin Muyi's waist worriedly, calling in a low voice, but he didn't dare to move again, for fear of causing him any more trouble.

Lin Muyi lowered his head, looking at the clothes on the little apprentice's body were cut by the wind blade, and the tattered clothes revealed the honey-colored skin inside, as he hugged his own movements, the solid muscles under the skin bulged, undulating like a smooth wave, but a wound was cut by the wind blade that followed, leaving a bloody wound.

Lin Muyi frowned, at this time, the rune paper went through another wave of heavy blows, and finally came out of his hand, Lin Muyi simply let go, and held Yin Wujian in his arms with both hands, protecting him to the death, and the rune paper was suspended in mid-air, bearing the full force of a Mahayana cultivator.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how long it will be. The sound of the wind in my ears was constant, and the sound of thumping and banging was also constant. Lin Muyi simply stopped looking at how long the rune paper in the air could last, hugged the little apprentice in his arms tightly, pressed his head to his chest, and closed his eyes.

After a long time, the wind finally became quieter and gradually stopped. The wind blades blowing on the body are also becoming less and less, and they are getting smaller and smaller.

Yin Wuxian put his ear against Lin Muyi's fiery chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, his heart gradually calmed down, and he whispered, "Master?"

Lin Muyi didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't move.

Yin Wujian was a little scared, for fear that the master would be hurt again. wanted to raise his head from his chest to see if anything was wrong with him, but Lin Mu's whole body seemed to be frozen, still holding him stiffly and not moving.

Yin Wu panicked, hurriedly broke free from his arms, and raised his head to see Lin Muyi's face.

I saw that Lin Muyi's face was pale, the hairband on his head had been cut by countless wind blades at some point, the hair that was originally tied at the back of his head was scattered, and the ink-like hair was flying in the wind, reflecting Lin Muyi's miserable white face, looking extremely haggard.

Seeing that the master winked at him, but he was still motionless, Yin Wuxian was very distressed, so he boldly stretched out his hand to Lin Muyi's face.

The wind whistling around him gradually stopped, and just as his fingers were about to touch Lin Muyi's face, a small wind blade swept over his fingers, cutting off a strand of dancing hair on Lin Muyi's forehead, cutting across his face, leaving a small wound on his white cheek, and the red blood left down his cheek.

Yin Wuji's fingers touched the warm blood on the master's face, and he was stunned when he saw the dazzling red staining his fingertips, and then he waved his spirit sword as if he was crazy, and turned around to rush towards the white talisman.

Lin Muyi, who was behind him, grabbed his sleeve in time. Although Lin Muyi was almost out of strength, it was extremely difficult to even lift his arms, although his fingers pulling Yin Wuyi's sleeves hardly needed any strength, Yin Wuyi, who had been growing up under Lin Muyi's prestige, stopped at the first time, held Lin Muyi's hand tightly, and looked at him pitifully: "Master......"

Lin Muyi frowned, and said angrily: "Don't measure yourself! Just because you dare to swing a sword at your seniors?"

At this time, he didn't make a sound, but Bai Fu, who was watching like a colleague who didn't care about himself, looked up to the sky and laughed, and shouted repeatedly: "Good! good!"

He took a step forward, and with a flicker, he had already come to Lin Muyi's master and apprentice, and he didn't look at Yin Wuxian, who was still glaring at him with cross-eyebrows, but just looked at Lin Muyi deeply, and his expression looked quite interesting.

"Since the Miao Qi True Immortal Feathered a thousand years ago, I am afraid that there has never been such a subtle talisman in the Yunlan Realm again. However, with just a few Jindan stage cultivations, you can use the charm to receive the full force of the Mahayana stage cultivators. Okay!good!good!" Bai Fu said hello three times in a row, staring at Lin Muyi's eyes with a deep light.

Hearing him mention the Miao Qi True Immortal, Lin Muyi's heart moved, but he didn't reveal the matter of the Miao Ji Collection, but just smiled a little tiredly and said, "The juniors can't afford to be praised like the seniors." The blow of the seniors can simply destroy the world, and the juniors only relied on the momentum of the talisman to get away with it, thanks to the mercy of the seniors. ”

Hearing him so humble, Bai Fu only smiled and said nothing. Naturally, he knew that he would not be able to leave any force behind this final blow. This wind slashing knife is a unique study in his life, the changes are unprovoked, the power is huge, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can move mountains and reclaim the sea.

And Lin Muyi used the so-called Spirit Talisman, which could seal the spiritual power, tricks, and even huge power of the cultivator. And when the spirit talisman is taken out and used, it can release all the huge spiritual power sealed in it, which is very powerful. When Lin Mu went down the mountain ten years ago, Zhuo Yangming and Qu Mingxuan, the two senior brothers, were worried that his cultivation would be lowly and being bullied, so they sealed their tricks in the rune paper and handed it to Lin Muyi, and these two rune papers did save Lin Muyi's life in times of crisis. At that time, the two rune papers were the spirit talismans made by Lin Muyi's two senior brothers.

However, although the spirit talisman is huge, it is not easy to make. If it was like what Zhuo Yangming and Qu Mingxuan did back then, all that was needed was for the talisman maker to pour his spiritual power into the drawn talisman paper. But if, as is the case today, the spiritual power of a cultivator who has cultivated so much higher is poured into the rune paper, it also depends on the precise control of the spiritual power of the white talisman. If it were in an actual battle, where would anyone gather all their spiritual power in one place like this, without half a point of killing intent, and put all their spiritual power into the rune paper?

And the spirit talisman that Lin Muyi used today was much more complicated than the one he had obtained from the two senior brothers back then. Although the spirit talisman can seal the spiritual power, if the spiritual power sealed is too great, it is not something that ordinary spirit talismans can afford. The spirit talisman that Lin Muyi made today, among which there are arrays of arrays and talismans, is unimaginably complex, and the power that can be accommodated is of course very huge. As Bai Fu can see, even the full force of the Mahayana cultivator can be sealed!

Such a profound rune, Bai Fu has only been seen in his life, except for the Miao Zhen Immortal who feathered and ascended to the immortal thousands of years ago, I am afraid that there is only Lin Mu in this world now.

Bai Fu sighed: "One Fu enters the Dao...... For thousands of years, the entire Yunlan Realm was only one Miao Zhen Immortal. As he spoke, his expression was quiet, and he looked up at the reckless ice field in the distance, as if he was missing someone.

Lin Muyi looked at him, but he was a little surprised that he behaved like this. I don't know who he is missing, could it be that he has seen the wonderful true immortal of the past? But looking back, judging from the cultivation of Bai Fu, it is also a demon cultivation, and he has lived in the world for thousands of years. Maybe he really saw that wonderful true immortal back then.

Bai Fu looked a little distracted, but it was only for a moment, he came back to his senses, looked at Lin Muyi again, thought about it, took out something from the Qiankun bag on his waist, and said, "That's it, I originally wanted to give this thing to you after you successfully got the Qilin blood for me, in exchange." Now that I think about it, I might as well give it to you today, and I can help you in that black ruin fantasy world. As he spoke, he handed over the object in his hand.

Lin Muyi took it with some doubts, but saw that it was a pen, which had a lot of weight, it looked ordinary, inconspicuous, and even a little gray, but the appearance was simple, the tentacles were warm, the pen was gathered and strong, and the pen barrel was not made of what material.

Bai Fu saw him holding the pen and looking at it over and over, so he spoke: "This pen name is Hanging Hua Pen, and it is an immortal magic weapon. ”

Lin Mu was shocked when he heard this, and felt that the pen in his hand was heavier than a thousand catties, and he felt that he couldn't accept such a valuable magic weapon, so he said: "The seniors are too valuable, and the younger generations really can't accept it." As he spoke, he wanted to return the hanging pen to Bai Fu.

Bai Fu waved his hand, didn't take the pen he handed back, and said: "I have treasured this for thousands of years, and it is useless to me, but it is related to you." This was used before Miao Zheng Zhenxian ascended, and it was made for him by his master Xuanji Zhenren himself. Its rod is Langya jade, its edge is eared rat whiskers, and countless inscriptions and spells on it are carved by Xuanji real people. ”

When Lin Mu heard this, he was even more surprised. I don't want this to be handmade by Xuanji Zhenren for Miao Zhen Immortal, and it is the magic weapon used by Miao Zhen Immortal back then!

And listening to what Bai Fu said, Langya jade, eared rat whiskers, these are rare treasures in the world, Xuanji Zhenren collected these treasures for his beloved disciples to make magic weapons, naturally not ordinary.

At this time, Bai Fu continued: "Back then, Xuanji's predecessors could be described as unborn geniuses, and all of them were excellent in witchcraft and several formation runes, but it was a pity that the tribulation failed, and he cultivated to scatter immortals, but there has been no news since then. And this is made by his own hands, it is a fairy magic weapon, back then Miao Zhen Immortal has been using this magic weapon to walk the world, until the catastrophe and soaring, before the magic weapon was handed over to me, entrusted me to the destined person. At present, I am afraid that no one in this world can be above you in the talisman, so this hanging pen will be given to you, and it can be regarded as a thank you for taking the blood of the unicorn for me. ”

When Lin Mu heard this, he couldn't help but shake the pen in his hand, feeling the delicate runes on it, as well as the faintly flowing spiritual power, listening to the white rune explain the origin of this item in detail, but he couldn't refuse anymore.

He thought about the book of wonders that was still lying in his bag, and then glanced at Yin Wuji, who was listening intently to the two of them. Lin Muyi couldn't help but feel that he was really destined for the master and apprentice.

It sounds like this, but this white talisman is familiar with the Miao Zhen Immortal back then. It's just that I don't know what his relationship is with the master and apprentice?

Bai Fu looked at his expression and knew that he had accepted this magic weapon, but he sighed again and said regretfully: "It's a pity that your qualifications are only in the middle and upper ranks, and the road to seeking immortals will be even more difficult." However, back then, Miao Zheng True Immortal was only a dual spirit root qualification, but he had a great opportunity, and finally proved the way of heaven and ascended through the tribulation. I don't know if you have such luck, boy Lin. ”

As soon as Lin Mu heard his words, a glimmer of hope flashed in his heart for a while. Cultivating immortals pays the most attention to qualifications, and a person's qualifications can basically determine how far that person will go on the road of pursuing the way of heaven in this life. In the previous life, Lin Muyi was most convinced of this, relying on his single-line Lei Linggen qualifications, he felt superior to others, practiced in a hurry for quick success, and was anxious and rash, and finally failed to cross the tribulation, and was wiped out by the thunder tribulation.

In this life, he found that he had changed from the qualification of a single-lineage thunder spirit root to an ordinary qualification like a wood-fire dual-lineage, and he couldn't accept it for a while. Although the dual-line spiritual root is extremely good in the eyes of ordinary people, it is quite a chicken rib for Lin Muyi. Imagine a person who only thinks about the future, let him suddenly fall from the top, how can he accept it?

But since he was reborn, he has experienced so many things along the way, and he doesn't seem to value his qualifications so much. - Even if he still values it, it's not something he can change.

As Bai Fu said, the only Miao Qi True Immortal who has successfully ascended to the Immortal for thousands of years is only the Twin Spirit Root Physique. This made Lin Muyi also have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

It's just that Lin Muyi, who has been to the blessed land of Huanzhang, knows very well in his heart that the reason why Miao Qi True Immortal was able to successfully cross the tribulation and ascend back then was probably because he relied on his master, Xuanji Zhenren, who now only had a wisp of divine consciousness left and lived in the illusion at the bottom of the lake. Xuanji Zhenren personally compiled the collection of Miao Zheng for his disciples, which allowed Miao Zhen Immortal to embark on the road of Fu cultivation and enter the Tao with Fu Zhen.

With such an opportunity, Lin Muyi thinks that it cannot be compared. But right now, the collection of Miao Zheng compiled by Xuanji Zhenren for his beloved disciples is in his hands, since Miao Zhen Zhen Immortal can use this to preach, why can't he Lin Muyi?

Lin Mu thought about it, since he was reborn, he also liked the treasure, he also refined the natal magic weapon, and once he had an epiphany, his cultivation was a breakthrough, and overnight, the natal magic weapon was destroyed, his cultivation was damaged, and everything returned to the starting point, stagnating. What he gains always seems to be unkept, and what he gains is always lost. He can't be compared with Yin, qualifications, chance, and even luck, even cultivation, I'm afraid that the kid will soon catch up with him and surpass him.

But only the wonderful book, which remained with him, and no one could take it away.

Lin Muyi is now riddled with illness, his hard work has been lost, and his natal magic weapon has been destroyed, but at this time, hope has rekindled in his heart.

If someone has done it, he can do it too.

Clenching the hanging pen in his hand, Lin Muyi secretly made up his mind. What he has to do now is to enter the Wuxu Illusion Realm and find the Qilin Blood as soon as possible! 166 Reading Network