The disciple of the Lingyin Sect gritted his teeth, then slapped the storage bag with his left hand, and with a flip of his palm, a green incense candle appeared in his palm, and then he inserted the incense candle into the incense burner without thinking about it.

I saw that the incense candle was no more than the size and thickness of chopsticks, and it looked no different from the incense candle in the mortal temple.

However, at the moment when the disciples of the Lingyin Sect inserted it into the incense candle, a cloud of smoke curled up from the incense candle, and it ignited spontaneously without fire.

"Demon beast, I spent a lot of money to get this incense candle in the sect, and I only got three in total, and you should be proud of it when it is used on you today. The Lingyin Sect disciple muttered to himself in a deep voice, his left palm was tightly pressed against the incense burner, and large beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Almost at the moment when the incense candle was offered, the eight-clawed scarlet pot-bellied spider that could have been controlled suddenly trembled violently, and the huge cobwebs were also driven to tremble violently. Finally, the eight-clawed scarlet-bellied spider couldn't bear the pain anymore and let out a roar.

With a series of "bang" sounds, all the spider silk in the ancient wood was broken, and the spider also fell to the ground, and its body was about to crawl in the direction of the Lingyin Sect disciple.

"It's done!" The Lingyin Sect disciple showed a look of ecstasy on his face, his eyes stared at the spider deadly, and he urged the incense candle even more desperately, and the beast bag on his waist opened a small opening at some point, just waiting for the spider to approach and put it into it.

Just when the disciples of the Lingyin Sect thought that something big was about to happen, suddenly, the cocoon in the middle of the ancient tree actually moved.

The cocoon was tiny, slight, at first, as if something was trapped in it and trying to break free.

Although the disciples of the Lingyin Sect saw the cocoon in their eyes, they didn't take it to heart, and only thought about subduing the spider first before thinking about anything else.

After struggling for a long time, the things in the cocoon seemed to find that they could not break free, or maybe they were tired, and there was no movement. At this time, as if under control, the spider walked towards the beast bag of the disciple of the Spirit Hidden Sect step by step......

Seeing that such a monster was about to become his own, no matter how scheming the Lingyin Sect disciples were, they couldn't help but breathe faster at this time, and their chests rose and fell violently.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The straight smoke from the incense candle bent and drifted in the direction of the wind.

The Lingyin Sect's disciple's face changed suddenly, and he flipped it with one hand without thinking about it, and opened a pale green barrier around him, protecting himself in it.

Almost at the moment when the Lingyin Sect disciple opened the barrier, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the Lingyin Sect disciple couldn't help but shiver, and there was an inexplicable coldness behind him.

"Is it the cocoon?!"

The Lingyin Sect's disciple's gaze turned away from the spider and looked at the only strange place in front of him.

The people who can come here to participate in the inheritance trial are all the inner disciples of various families and sects, and their cultivation will naturally not be bad, and they can't count how many lives they have left behind, all of them have broken through life and death, so they have a keen sense of danger.

But at the moment when the Lingyin Sect disciple looked at the spider cocoon, a scene that shocked him appeared.

The thick, sticky spider silk decays and becomes brittle at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if it has been dried for decades, and its luster is as dull as the white hair of a mortal man, dry and chapped, as if it would be broken with a slight twist of the hand.

With a crisp "snap", two human hands suddenly stretched out from the spider silk, and then unceremoniously broke the spider silk to both sides, and a person came out of it.

The disciples of the Lingyin Sect suddenly changed their complexions!

Before, he only thought that the spider cocoon was the prey of the spider, but he didn't expect that there was a person inside.

I saw that the man looked tired, his eyes were half-open as if he had not woken up, and the whole person was half-sitting in the spider silk cocoon, looking around blankly, and then his eyes fell on the spider's body.

"Who is this?!"

The disciples of the Lingyin Sect trembled uncontrollably with their fingers, as if they were shocked by what they had just seen, and they couldn't believe what they had seen.

He had never seen such a strange Dao method since he had cultivated the Dao.

And what is even more terrifying is that he can't feel the existence of any spiritual power in the other party at all, no matter how his divine sense probes, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and he can't see that the other party is a cultivator at all, but more like an ordinary mortal.

This discovery alarmed him even more.

The only one who can appear in this inheritance place is definitely an immortal cultivator, and he can't see through the other party's cultivation, plus the Dao method that the other party has just cast, I'm afraid it can only be described by the word "unfathomable".

"Come back. Suddenly, the man reached out and beckoned at the eight-clawed scarlet-bellied spider. "When I just went to bed, I felt that you kept calling me and making me sleep...... Fortunately, I woke up by force, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten lost if you weren't careful. ”

The man's voice was weak, and his upper body was shaky, as if he could fall asleep with his eyes closed in the next moment, it was Zhao An, whose spiritual power was all overdrawn.

Strange to say, although he has no spiritual power in his body, he still has a trace of connection with the spider in his mind, and since the beginning he faintly felt that the spider has been restless, as if calling to him, so he forced himself to wake up.

Seeing Zhao An wake up, the fluff on the eight-clawed scarlet belly spider suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to return to Zhao An's side.

But helplessly, it had been deeply controlled by the incense candle, Rao was conscious that Zhao An was his master, but his body still couldn't control and walked towards the disciple of the Lingyin Sect, but his eight eyes looked at the man helplessly, and a low whimper came out of his mouth.

Zhao An's complexion changed slightly, and the sleepiness on his face was three points less.

At this time, no matter how dizzy he was, he couldn't figure things out, but he also found out that something was wrong from the spider's reaction, and his expression sank at the moment, his eyes slowly swept over the forest in front of him, and he shouted "not good" in his heart!

I'm really afraid of something!

Although this eight-clawed scarlet belly spider is only a machine spirit, but what it devours all the way is a high-grade evil thing, if it encounters an ordinary demon beast, at most it will be a fight, and it will never show such a painful look.

If Zhao An didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid that there were other monks who had taken a fancy to this eight-clawed scarlet big-bellied spider and were casting spells to keep it for themselves!

It's just that now he has half of the spiritual power in his body, and the whole person seems to be prostration, unable to lift a trace of strength, and can't even open the storage bag, let alone use his divine sense to find out where the other party is.

Originally, I wanted to find a quiet and secluded place to recover my strength first, and then look for a way to bring my spiritual power back, but I didn't expect to meet a monk next to me here, how can this be good?!