At noon, the fire is at the foot of the mountain.

Four young men and women came in groups, surveying the woods in the mountains.

"This is Huohe Mountain."

Zheng Weirong glanced at the woods on the mountain, turned back and raised his voice to his companions.

"The mountain spirits are here?" Bai Xiaotong asked.

"It should be true, I heard that it has been several months since those mountain spirits appeared in Huohe Mountain, and even the Meritorious Service Institute has issued a clean-up task, but because there are too many mountain spirits and the difficulty of clearing them is too high, no one has completed them."

Bai Xiaotong pursed his lips when he heard this: "That must be too low a reward, otherwise a heaven-level disciple would have made a move." ”

Zheng Weirong smiled and didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence to Bai Xiaotong's statement.

As far as he knew, the reward for the task of clearing the mountain swarm was only three small tasks.

And the tasks that the heaven-level disciples receive, the remuneration is at least based on the middle merit, of course, it is not worth the three small merits.

Not to mention heaven-level disciples, even earth-level disciples are often not very enthusiastic about the task of paying for the three small merits.

Zheng Weirong glanced at Ai Jingting and Yan Dao behind him.

Otherwise, these two wouldn't have been unaware of the mission.

Bai Xiaotong came to Ai Jingting's side, smiled and said:

"Since there are mountain spirits on Huohe Mountain, most of them also have mountain charms, if you are lucky, maybe Senior Sister Ai will be able to get the hair of mountain charms today!"

Ai Jingting smiled gently: "Inherit the auspicious words of senior sister." ”

The mountain charm is also known as the mountain ghost king, and there are mountain spirits attached everywhere he passes.

Therefore, where there are a large number of mountain spirits, there are often mountain ghosts.

Because the refining of the Flame Spirit Pill requires the hair of the Mountain Charm, Ai Jingting has been looking for the Mountain Charm during this time, but unfortunately the number of Mountain Charms is scarce, and it is often infested in the depths of the dangerous mountain ranges, which is extremely difficult to find, so there has been no harvest so far.

It just so happened that yesterday she accidentally learned that there were a group of mountain spirits in Huohe Mountain, so she hurried over.

"Without further ado, let's hurry up the mountain."

Yan Dao also spoke at this time, looking at Ai Jingting with a smile.

"Senior Sister Ai, don't worry, I will definitely help you get the Mountain Charm Hair today!"

There is a lot of confidence in the words.

Yan Dao does have the confidence to say this.

As a ground-level disciple of Jiuyang Dao Academy, he has a seventh-level cultivation of long-term breath, and he also has superb martial arts skills, and he has magic weapons, and his strength is definitely among the best among his peers.

And the mountain charm on Huohe Mountain is at most in the middle of the Feather Realm, and with his strength, killing the mountain charm is just a matter of being captured.

Hearing this, Ai Tingjing just smiled slightly and pursed her lips.

Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong on the side glanced at each other, and a smile flashed in their eyes.

Yan Dao's devotion to Ai Jingting is well known, and it is precisely because of this that when he heard that Ai Jingting was going to go to Huohe Mountain with someone, Yan Dao ran over as soon as possible to volunteer, and the purpose was self-evident.

It's a pity that this Senior Sister Ai has a plain personality, and she doesn't mince words about men on weekdays, in addition to cultivation, she is dedicated to alchemy, and she is dedicated to alchemy, and she is only respectful and far away, and she has not let Yan Dao hold the beauty so far.

Despite this, Yan Dao still persevered and never gave up.

"The Yan Ling Pill is a real grade elixir, if Senior Sister Ai can get the hair of the mountain charm this time and successfully refine the Yan Ling Pill, then the promotion to the official alchemist is just around the corner, and at that time, Senior Sister Ai's status is not inferior to that of the disciples of the upper court, and the future is immeasurable!"

Zheng Weirong glanced at Ai Jingting, and it was hard to hide the envy in his heart.

A skilled alchemist has a status not much lower than a monk in the Jiuyang Sect.

Even because he can refine many precious pills, his status is faintly transcendent, and even a monk does not dare to slack off and despise it.

Therefore, becoming an alchemist is also a bright road that is not inferior to the path of a monk.

It's a pity that the industry of alchemy is too talented, and those who lack talent, no matter how hard they try, their achievements are ultimately very limited.

Many people with insufficient qualifications will not be able to become even the lowest-grade alchemists in their entire lives, and they can only be alchemy apprentices for the rest of their lives.

Ai Jingting can step into the threshold of an alchemist with half a foot at this age, which shows how amazing her qualifications are!

After a moment of conversation, the group set off for the mountain.

Although the four of them were all strong, even the weakest Bai Xiaotong had a fourth-level cultivation of long-term breath, but they were still cautious along the way, concentrating on the surrounding situation to prevent strange surprise attacks.

But after walking for a distance, Yan Dao suddenly let out a low sigh, and his eyes fell on the ground fifty or sixty meters away in front of him.

The other three followed his line of sight and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

I saw that there was a humanoid monster with extremely long limbs and a hideous face lying motionless, and it was a mountain spirit.

Zheng Weirong hurriedly walked a few steps, stepped forward to check, and was surprised after a while.

"It's already dead, judging from the wounds on his body, it should have been done by a cultivator!"

Bai Xiaotong also walked over, and after a few glances, he said in surprise:

"Traces of the Molten Soldiers! It's a disciple of our monastery! ”

Yan Dao nodded, stared at the corpse of the mountain spirit for a while, and muttered:

"Looking at the size of this mountain spirit, it should be a strange monster in the early stage of the Feather Transformation Realm, only the head is wounded on the top and bottom, and there is no blood stain on the claws, which means that the killer is a mountain spirit that kills with one hit, and the mountain spirit has not been given a chance to resist from beginning to end."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong showed surprise together.

Kill the early stage of the Feather Transformation Realm with one blow, even they can only barely do it, could it be that the person who took the lead is also a Xuan-level disciple of the Dao Academy?

"Oh no, the mountain charm won't fall into that person's hands, right?" Bai Xiaotong suddenly worried.

Yan Dao said with a smile: "Don't worry, judging from the traces around you, there is only one person who makes a move, and the mountain charm itself is a strange monster in the middle of the Feather Realm, not to mention, there are many mountain spirits around him, and he wants to kill so many strange monsters by one person, unless it is a ground-level disciple who makes a move!" ”

Prefecture-level disciples generally have a sixth- or seventh-level cultivation that has a long breath, and if they have a magic weapon in hand, it will not be a problem to deal with a group of mountain ghosts.

However, unless there was a special reason, the prefecture-level disciples would usually experience in the deeper depths of the Longyuan Mountain Range, and would not run to the outer peaks of Huohe Mountain.

Therefore, it is more likely that that person is just a Xuan-level disciple.

And with the strength of a Xuan-level disciple, it is indeed impossible to deal with a group of Mountain Charm Mountain Spirits single-handedly.

Thinking of this, Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief.

Ai Jingting's slightly frowning eyebrows also loosened.

Seeing this, Yan Dao smiled slightly and took the lead towards the mountain.

"Let's go, let's go over and see which junior brother and sister are one step ahead of us."

The four of them immediately sped up and went up the mountain.

And on the next road, it is not surprising that many corpses of mountain spirits were seen one after another, most of them were in the early stage of the Feather Transformation Realm, and the number of them also changed from being single at the beginning to appearing at the same time in the back.

And no matter how many they were, all of them were killed with a single blow, and their heads were scorched black by the heat.

Seeing the back, not only Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong were secretly speechless, but even Yan Dao and Ai Jingting also showed a trace of solemnity on their faces.

"Dacheng, no, this is the melting soldier of the Consummation Realm!"

Yan Dao's expression was slightly solemn, and he didn't care about it at the beginning.

You must know that the cultivation of the Melting Soldier Hand is extremely difficult, and many disciples of the Long Breath Realm have been immersed in this martial art for a year or two, but they can only reach the mastery realm.

As far as Yan Dao knew, there were only two disciples who could cultivate the Melting Soldier Hand to the Consummation Realm.

And those two are both heaven-level disciples!

Yan Dao was shocked in his heart, and for a while he was a little shaken by his guess just now.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, the person on the mountain was not a Xuan-level disciple, but actually one of the two heaven-level disciples?

Coming back to his senses, he involuntarily quickened his pace up the mountain.

The other three also hurriedly sped up their feet.

It didn't take long for the four of them to reach the vicinity of the summit.

More than 100 meters away, Yan Dao and the others heard roars and howls in the distance.

The four of them glanced at each other, and they all hurried away in the direction where the sound came from.

Soon, they came to the place where the battle had taken place.

What caught my eye was a fierce and unusual battle.

On one side of the battle is a bunch of weirdos.

The leader is a spirit riding a white-fronted tiger with a shrugged nose and wide lips, a tree with leaves tied under his waist, and his body is covered with indigo skin of a strange color, and his breath is fierce and fierce.

And around it, there are seven or eight mountain spirits.

On the other side of the battle was a young man who looked to be about twenty years old, with his bare hands, even with more than one enemy, his face was still calm and unflustered.

On the ground around them, there were already four or five corpses of mountain spirits, all of which had scorched black heads, exactly the same as the corpses of mountain spirits that Yan Dao and the others had seen just now.

It was clear that it was the young man in front of him who killed the mountain spirits.

"Why does this person look familiar?" Zheng Weirong hesitated.

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xiaotong had already exclaimed.

"Lin Shen! That person is Lin Shen! ”

"Lin Shen?"

Zheng Weirong was stunned, and then reacted quickly, his eyes widened in shock.

"That Lin Shen who was promoted to a Xuan-level disciple as soon as he entered the Dao Academy?"

"Who else? I didn't expect to meet him here! ”

Bai Xiaotong's eyes were shining, and his face was full of excitement.

Even Ai Jingting, who had always been indifferent and elegant, looked moved, and her clear eyes stared at Lin Shen for a moment, obviously very interested in this rumored genius.

At this time, Zheng Weirong suddenly spoke.

"No, didn't you hear that Lin Shen had just been promoted to the Long Rest Realm not long ago? It stands to reason that cultivation should only be based on one layer of long-term rest, but looking at this situation, there are also three-layer cultivation of long-term rest! ”

After Zheng Weirong said this, Bai Xiaotong and Ai Jingting also reacted, and surprise appeared on their faces.

Truly.

It is rumored that Lin Shen's martial arts attainments are extremely superb, and he has a variety of powerful martial arts in his cultivation, and his realm is not low, even enough to fight beyond the level.

But no matter how superb the martial arts are, if the cultivation is only one level of long-term breath, it is impossible to single-handedly defeat a group of mountain charms and mountain spirits!

Apparently either the rumors are wrong.

Or in this short period of one month, Lin Shen's cultivation has made rapid progress.

If it's the latter. That Lin Shen's qualifications are simply terrifying!

"I didn't expect Lin Shen to hide so deeply, many people are still saying that Lin Shen will definitely not be able to keep the quota of Xuan-level disciples, I really want them to see the current situation."

Bai Xiaotong's pretty face was full of amazement.

Zheng Weirong nodded approvingly, just by virtue of the strength that Lin Shen had shown at the moment, he was more than a step stronger than many Xuan-level disciples.

At least he and Bai Xiaotong are far inferior.

It seems that the rumors are wrong, although Lin Shen is a freshman, his true strength level has already reached the level of a proper Xuan-level disciple.

It's no wonder that the master of the academy will specially break the green shen to be a xuan-level disciple, and sure enough, he is still the master of the academy!

Thinking that many Yellow-level disciples had been gearing up recently, preparing to challenge Lin Shen in the next level challenge, Zheng Weirong couldn't help but want to mourn for them for a few seconds.

I don't know what kind of expression they will have when they meet Lin Shen and discover his true strength?

With emotion in his heart, Zheng Weirong was about to open his mouth to echo a few words, when he caught a glimpse of Yan Dao's gloomy face out of the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly chuckled, and the words that came to his mouth were suddenly taken back.

"I almost forgot, the Yan family and Lin Shen have a big holiday!"

Zheng Weirong said secretly in his heart, and hurriedly glanced at Bai Xiaotong.

Bai Xiaotong also reacted at this time, stuck out his tongue and said no more.

And at this time, the battle not far away has come to an end.

Under the powerful power of the melters, seven or eight mountain spirits had turned into charred corpses and lay on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only one of the noisy strange monsters was left, and he was beaten left and right under Lin Shen's hands, and he was embarrassed, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

And so it is.

After five or six breaths, Lin Shen opened his mouth and stopped drinking, and the dragon's voice permeated his ears, shaking the mountain charm's head and dizziness, and his body shook again and again as if he was drunk.

And he took the opportunity to flash behind the mountain charm like a gust of wind, stretched out his hand to the back of the mountain charm, and spit out violently.

In an instant, I saw that Shan Mei's body trembled violently, her eyes were round and convex, and all the vitality in her body had been wiped out in an instant.

Thump!

The mountain charm fell to the ground and lost her life.

Lin Shen slowly withdrew his palm and turned to look at Ai Jingting and the others.

As early as the moment the four of them came to the top of the mountain, Lin Shen had already noticed it, but when he saw that they had no other actions except to stop and watch the battle, he ignored it.

His eyes swept over the weapons in the hands of several people, and Lin Shen's heart was slightly clear.

All the weapons produced by the Qiaogong Pavilion of Jiuyang Taoist Academy are all unified and have exclusive logos.

And the weapons in the hands of these four people are precisely produced by Qiaogong Pavilion, obviously they are also disciples of Jiuyang Dao Academy, but they don't know which level.

Lin Shen had no interest in exploring, and after a few glances, he withdrew his gaze, took out the dagger and began to cut the hair of the mountain charm.

The most valuable thing on the body of the mountain charm is the hair strand, which can be used for medicine, and can also be used to refine special weapons such as whips and ropes, which are widely used.

Lin Shen remembered that there was a corresponding collection task in the Meritorious Academy, and the reward seemed to be three or four hundred merit points.

Therefore, when Lin Shen fought with the mountain charm, he deliberately avoided the hair.

Otherwise, with his strength, he would have solved the mountain charm a long time ago.

As for the hair of those mountain spirits, they were worthless, and their flesh and blood did not contain aura like many demon beasts, and they could not provide the essence needed for cultivation if they ate them, so they were directly ignored and abandoned by Lin Shen.

After a while, Lin Shen cut off the hair of the mountain charm, cut off the head of the mountain charm, and prepared to go back as a mission certificate.

After doing all this, he got up to leave, but was stopped by a soft voice.

"Senior Brother Lin, please wait a minute."

Lin Shen looked back and found that it was the gentle woman among the four who spoke.

"My name is Ai Jingting, a ground-level disciple of Jiuyang Dao Academy."

Seeing Lin Shen coming, Ai Jingting hurriedly introduced herself.

Lin Shen bowed slightly, even if he heard that the person in front of him was a ground-level disciple, his face did not change in the slightest.

"Is there something wrong?"

"I want to ask Senior Brother Lin one thing, can you transfer those mountain charm hairs to me, I can exchange them with you with pills."

Ai Jingting said slowly, her sincere expression and gentle tone made people feel good involuntarily.

After hearing this, Lin Shen raised his eyebrows and asked:

"How do you want to exchange?"

"If you don't mind, I can exchange it with Hun Yuan Dan for you."

Seeing that Lin Shen seemed to be a little moved, Ai Jingting breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and with a flip of her wrist, there was already a delicate porcelain bottle in her white palm.

"Here are ten Hun Yuan Pills, which are used to exchange the hair of the Mountain Charm with you, how about it?"

Ai Jingting's eyes were full of anticipation.

The hair of the mountain charm is one of the indispensable materials for refining the Flame Spirit Pill, and it is very important to her.

Whether or not he can be promoted to a formal Dan master depends on this time.

Lin Shen was suddenly a little moved when he heard this.

Ten Hun Yuan Dan is worth five hundred merit points, which is already a lot more than the actual value of the Mountain Charm Hair, and he still took advantage of it.

Anyway, it's useless for him to take the hair of the mountain charm, at most he can exchange it for meritorious service, it is better to directly exchange it with Ai Jingting for Hun Yuan Dan.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Shen already had a plan in his heart and was about to speak.

But at this moment, Yan Dao suddenly spoke.

"Ten Hun Yuan Dan for the hair of the mountain charm, you took advantage of this deal, what is there to hesitate about?"

As soon as these words came out, Ai Jingting's brows frowned slightly.

Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong also secretly said bad at the same time.

Sure enough, I saw Lin Shen turn his head to look at Yan Dao, looked him up and down a few times, and said with a smile:

"Who is this?"

(End of chapter)