Lin Qingyin also knew about her situation, she took out a necklace engraved with a formation and put it on, and then the imperial sword landed.

The mist on the periphery of the island was like light smoke, blurry and hazy, Lin Qingyin's eyes were clear, and she quickly entered the interior of the island.

"Yin Han? You're a little slow. ”

Not long after Lin Qingyin entered the island, he met Chen Xun's friends and Chen Xun.

Chen Xun's little friend was eager to try: "Hey, you are a wood-based spiritual root, it should be more handy to use magic on this island where all plants are used, right?" ”

Chen Xun pulled off his partner's sleeve.

"Oops!" The little friend looked at Chen Xun with a look on his face, don't be willful.

Lin Qingyin also looked puzzled.

Chen Xun: ......

"You go on." Chen Xun's face was indifferent.

The little friend pulled Lin Qingyin excitedly: "You are the first thing I met!" Let's make a bet! ”

"What bet?"

"There is a task to find herbs in the secret realm of the sect, let's bet on who will find the soul nourishing grass first, if you lose, you will have to partner with us for a month!"

It's us!

No one else!

Only we can spar with Yin Han!

Chen Xun refused to face.

No, it's you, not me! Without me!

As soon as Chen Xun was about to speak, he was slapped on the mouth by an excited little friend.

Chen Xun: ......

Lin Qingyin sorted out the jade pendant on his waist: "Let's compare." ”

The elder of the Blue Sect is estimated to be the person in charge of the Blue Sect's external exchanges.

If you want the sect to prosper, you need to be vigorous and vigorous, and you have learned.

"Then I'll go find herbs."

Lin Qingyin said goodbye.

"Huh? There are two of us, she is alone, why are there no objections? ”

Chen Xun calmed down his breath and walked past the pensive little friend: "Let's go." ”

The soul nourishing herb that you need to find is not a rare herb, but it is not so easy to get for an outer disciple who has just entered the path of cultivating immortals.

There are mutualistic demon beasts near the Soul Nourishing Grass, this demon beast has a gentle personality, but if you want to collect medicine, it's a different story.

Lin Qingyin searched around.

She doesn't have a spiritual root, so of course she can't find it with magic.

The rustle of the leaves makes the island peaceful and quiet.

Tong Yao followed behind Lin Qingyin incognito.

Stupidity!

In the secret realm, he dared to act alone!

And the scope of action has been expanding meaninglessly.

But it was also because Lin Qingya was so stupid that he let him see her!

Roar –

The roar of the beast sounded in one part of the island.

The vines tied to the fierce beast were broken, and Lin Qingyin didn't dare to resist the sword, for fear of attracting the attention of more demon beasts.

She has been using various magic weapons made by the Manchu Han to get out of trouble, trying to escape from the perception range of the fierce beast.

After all, he is a novice who has only stepped into the immortal path for a few months, and no matter how many magic weapons there are, he is still locked by the fierce beast.

Lin Qingyin was already panicking, and ran deeper and deeper into the island.

Now, the place where she stayed was so remote that if she was killed, no one would collect the body!

A flash of silver light struck the beast.

The beast roared.

It couldn't find anyone who was sneaking up, so it could only attack Lin Qingyin who was in its field of vision.

Tong Yao lifted his invisibility.

"Senior Brother Tong Yao? If the sect knew that you killed your fellow sect, it would definitely not allow you! ”

Tong Yao condescendingly looked at Lin Qingyin's struggle: "Who would know that I killed you?" I didn't do it. ”

"Senior Brother Tong Yao, why are you doing this!"

Tong Yao raised his eyebrows: "Fansen royal family, don't miss it." ”

When the words fell, the fierce beast suddenly roared again, and Tong Yao was surprised.

The beast's body glowed with a white light, and it surrounded its fierce wind blade.

Trees are coming down.

The ground trembled.

Lin Qingyin stared blankly at the white-clothed figure stepping on the sword in mid-air.

"Senior Brother Qinghe?"