Jin Ziming slowly withdrew from his cultivation state and began to test the results.

He released his divine consciousness and slowly spread it around, seven miles, eight miles...... Sixteen miles, seventeen miles...... It wasn't until twenty-three miles that it stopped.

"It's a success!" The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a small smile.

This kind of soul lotus, which is effective for the combined powers, is indeed a treasure, not only easily helping himself to remove the obstacle of entering the tomb to explore the treasure, but also elevating the primordial spirit to the realm of the middle stage of the triple stage.

Satisfied, he stood up, broke through the wall of the cave and walked out.

The rising sun is reflected on the face, glowing with orange-red brilliance, and with the inhalation of fresh air, I feel refreshed.

Self-confidence spreads in the chest, only to feel that I am embracing the world and the future, "Jinli Mountain, I'm coming!" ”

Jin Ziming returned to the inn, and after checking out, he went straight to the teleportation circle.

When I saw that it only took 1,800 low-level spirit stones to go to Huangyan City, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, if I didn't get out of the black forest, how poor I would be now.

The formation was quickly activated, and soon arrived at Huangyan City, and after leaving the city, he flew towards Jinli Mountain with his sword, and did not land until he was close to the foot of the mountain.

Not long after moving forward, he saw several groups of monks forming a team, and Jin Ziming was about to bypass them, when suddenly a petite young female cultivator came over and took the initiative to greet him:

"Hello, my name is Jin Lingling, we are teaming up to go up the mountain, would you like to join us?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the eight people next to him, Jin Ziming glanced at those people, and after a little thought, he replied:

"It's no problem to go up the mountain together, but after you go up, I won't be traveling with you, there are other friends waiting for me on it."

Jin Ziming likes to hide in the crowd in a low-key manner, not showing the mountains and water, and can wait for the opportunity to move.

"It's okay, you can move freely after going up the mountain, don't worry about us.

Now everyone is teaming up to deal with the brute guys who are blocking the rest of the mountain from going up the mountain.

They are all disciples of the big sects, and they say that there are already too many people above, and they can't let the people of the cultivators and the third and fourth level sects go up. Jin Lingling explained.

"Okay, let's go together, my surname is Kim." Jin Ziming readily agreed.

The group then gathered two more young monks, made up a total of twelve, and began to enter the mountain.

Jinli Mountain is about 3,000 zhang high, and the mountain is steep.

The road up the mountain is foggy, and white satin of different sizes, lengths, and shapes floats around, and people often only show a few parts of it.

Fortunately, they were all monks, and if they were mortals, they would probably stumble and fall off the cliff.

Walking through a mountain, I saw that the opposite mountain wall was golden under the sunlight, and there was white mist floating on the periphery, which was a scene of steaming clouds.

Walking out of the fog area, the dense vegetation on the mountain is revealed, which is all kinds of green, yellow-green, gray-green, dark green, emerald green, purple green, you name it.

Jin Ziming was fascinated by this beautiful color picture, but Jin Lingling beside him said to him:

"Brother Jin, can I introduce you to the other teammates? Let's get familiar with it, and we can cooperate later. ”

Jin Ziming had actually scanned these people with his divine soul a long time ago, there were five people in Jindan, and the aura of the strongest one was also significantly weaker than Shi Kaiqiang, Jin Lingling was an early stage of Jindan, and the rest were in the realm of the middle stage of foundation building to the Great Perfection.

"It's okay, I don't need to introduce it, I'll just listen to your arrangement."

"Okay then." Jin Lingling hesitated for a moment, then didn't say anything more.

After more than an hour of detouring through the winding mountain road, everyone walked out of the jungle and suddenly their eyes lit up.

This is a canyon, the humidity is very heavy, a thick mountain stream falls, and the splash of water is scattered on the hands, and it feels cold and refreshing.

After entering the valley, I looked at the top of the mountain, and saw the cliff and the cliff, which plunged into the sky.

At the foot of the treacherous peak, there is only a narrow stone staircase, and the staircase is full of verdant vines and dark brown old tree roots.

More than twenty monks, many of them dressed in the same costumes and obviously from the same sect, blocked the entrance to the stone staircase, and they were jokingly watching the group who had just entered the valley.

There were still a few people lying on the ground, who seemed to be not lightly injured, and although the onlookers were indignant, they had obviously been "educated", and they only dared to complain in a low voice, and they did not dare to retaliate.

Among the twelve newcomers, the leader was a late Jindan period, named Wang Jiafeng, who was a thin mustache.

I saw him come out of the crowd and say loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you see that there are more and more monks here, and sooner or later you will not be able to stop it, so why don't you let everyone go up?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, if you have the ability, you can hit it, or prove that your soul can detect a distance of twenty miles, otherwise you will get out."

A young man in white reprimanded impatiently.

Wang Jiafeng looked at the people who seemed to be the leaders of the first few groups of teams, but these guys all looked evasive and didn't dare to look at him.

He wanted to pull everyone to storm the passage in front of him, but when he saw this situation, he suddenly lost his confidence.

Gloomy back to his teammates, spread his hands, showing a helpless look, and explained that everyone continued to wait patiently, and when there were more people, there might be variables.

"Why don't we just fly up?" One of the team members muttered in a low voice.

"Then if someone shoots it down, it will be broken bones if it falls, you look at the ferocity of these people, most of them can do it."

When Jin Ziming saw this situation, he knew that he couldn't fish in troubled waters, he couldn't afford to wait, and he didn't want to wait.

When he came out, he asked the whitefriar:

"Brother Dao, may I ask what you just said about fighting, doesn't you mean fighting against all of you?"

Jin Lingling, Wang Jiafeng and the others looked at this little cultivator in the late stage of foundation building in surprise, thinking to themselves, how could this guy be so reckless and bold?

"Yo, so domineering, and beat us all? Don't scream, if you can defeat me, I'll let you go. ”

The man in white said contemptuously.

Jin Ziming turned his head to look at the others, and saw that they were either looking at him defiantly, or nodding playfully, or silent, so he assumed that these people acquiesced to the proposal of the man in white.

"Okay, since everyone agrees, let's go to war."

"You just make a move, and I'll do it."

The white-clothed young man held a sword in his hand, stood casually on his feet, and said with disdain on his face.

"Okay, then I'll do it."

Jin Ziming didn't take out Leng Yue, but looked at the opponent with a smile, and suddenly sent out a soul knife, which instantly stabbed into the opponent's brain.

Under the severe pain in the white clothes, he couldn't help but snort, desperately mobilizing the soul power of the Triple Yuan God to block this sudden attack of the flying knife.

He had just defeated it, and before he could catch his breath, three more throwing knives shot at the opposite side, and they flew at different speeds and directions, two of which were still flying in an arc.

The young man in white screamed miserably, his face became hideous, and a little blood had overflowed from his ears, he mobilized his soul power and conjured up a soul shield, blocking the advance of the three swords.

In the flash of lightning, a "bang" sounded in his ears like thunder, and immediately four more flying knives drilled in, and together with the previous three, the shield was shattered in an instant.

He didn't even have time to cry out, so he lay straight down.

Jin Ziming summoned the soul knife to fly back, and did not hurt the other party's primordial spirit, after all, it was just a roadblock, and there was no deep hatred.

"Don't worry, he's fine, he can wake up after a stick of incense, and now I can go up, right?" Jin Ziming said with a smile.

"Are you a soul cultivator?"

"Sort of."

"Okay, you go up, you need someone like you up there."

"I found here, and thanks to a friend's guidance, I needed to take her with me."

"Yes, but only one person." The other party hesitated slightly, and then agreed.

Jin Ziming turned his head to look at Jin Lingling and said with a smile:

"Miss Jin, do you want to go up together?"

Jin Lingling was not stunned, but immediately reacted, immediately looked at her senior brother, saw the other party nodding imperceptibly, and hurriedly said:

"Thank you, Brother Jin, my little sister will go up with you to open her eyes."

"Okay, let's go."

Everyone got out of the stone ladder and let the two of them pass, they kept climbing in the white mist, and when they were still more than 200 zhang away from the top of the mountain, there was a clearing that had just been reclaimed.

The white clouds are ethereal all around, the ancient trees are towering, and there is a sense of otherworldliness, but it is a pity that the loess and mountain stones piled up in the open space destroy this artistic conception.

A large mountain wall had been torn open, revealing a heavy gate outside which stood more than a hundred young monks.

Jin Ziming glanced around, and soon found Shi Kaiqiang chatting with someone, so he turned his head and said to Jin Lingling:

"Miss Jin, be careful, take care of yourself, I'm going to go over and meet a friend."

Jin Lingling nodded in agreement, and found an inconspicuous lawn on the periphery to sit down.

Jin Ziming walked straight to Shi Kaiqiang and greeted with a smile:

"Senior Brother Shi, I'm here."

"Senior Brother Jin, come, let me introduce you, these are all disciples of our Lingyun Sect.

Senior Brother Jin has just passed the interview of our branch, and he will definitely be able to pass the assessment of the headquarters in October this year.

Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Sister Qi arrived first, and I took Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Brother Wang to rush over today.

Now it is determined that the monk must be under the age of thirty, and the divine soul can detect twenty miles before entering the tomb.

Wang Qingxiang's junior brother is twenty-nine years old, he is a soul cultivator, and he can detect a distance of twenty-five miles.

Senior Brother Jin, how are you, can you detect twenty miles? You only reported seven miles during the branch test, tell me, how much else did you hide? Shi Kaiqiang said with a smile.

"I can now detect a distance of twenty-three miles." Jin Ziming told the truth.

"Good boy, hide deeply, then you and Senior Brother Wang should take care of each other after they go in.

Senior Sister Qi, you go and re-declare the people of the first-level sect who are leading, and say that there are already two people in the Lingyun sect who are eligible. ”

The young nun agreed, turned and walked forward.

The remaining few people continued to chat, and Jin Ziming was also talking to the fat Senior Brother Wang, after all, the two of them were going to go in together, so it was best to get acquainted with each other.

He finally confirmed that the opponent was good at supporting the Divine Soul attack, and his strong attack ability was average, but he could cooperate with his own frontal combat.