"Every day, at three o'clock, the Boundary Shuttle will wait here. Whoever wants to go back after the mission can come here. ”

"Finally, I would like to remind you: Fighting is forbidden in Zhongyin Mountain, and violators will be severely punished!"

The cardinal waved his hand and motioned for everyone to disembark.

"Brother Zhao, there will be a period later."

"Brother Wei, goodbye."

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi said goodbye, each found a direction, and rushed down the mountain.

Although the two have walked all the way and have a lot of close relationships, it is better to pick spirit grass separately, otherwise it is easy to get dirty.

In the world of cultivating immortals, in order to compete for treasures, there are many examples of brothers turning against each other and friends becoming enemies, and there is no need to test human nature.

Bang!

The fat monk jumped down from the Boundary Shuttle Boat and shouted, "I'll ask you again......"

Halfway through the words, seeing that Zhao Lin and Wei Shi didn't care about themselves at all, and had already run out of more than twenty zhang, he couldn't help but be furious, pinched the magic trick in his hand, waved his cross arm straight, and instantly sent out a spell.

"If you want to get rid of our family, I'm afraid you're thinking too much!"

Two streamers like arrows shot at Zhao Lin and Wei Shi respectively.

Zhao Lin was taken aback, as soon as the red-clothed monk finished saying that fighting was forbidden in Zhongyin Mountain, this person cast a spell, could it be that the rules were ornamental?

Turning around to take a closer look, I saw that the streamer was actually a ball of yellow gas, and a ray of purple light came out of the yellow gas.

"Divine Seal!"

Zhao Lin understood, the fat monk wanted to put a tracking mark in his body!

The air mass on the outer layer of the spell is used to break through the defensive spell, and the purple light on the inner layer is the monk's divine imprint.

Once he was hit by this spell, within a hundred miles, no matter where he was, the fat monk could sense and track him with his divine sense.

Strictly speaking, the Divine Seal Technique was not an attack spell, so it was no wonder that the Fat Great Monk dared to blatantly use it.

"Rock Armor!"

Zhao Lin snapped, a yellow light rose in front of him, and the earthy aura gathered, turning into a rugged rock shield in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

The Divine Seal Technique hit the rock shield and immediately exploded in the middle, and the Divine Sense Seal also dissipated without a trace.

The result on Wei Shi's side was the same, although the body cultivation was not good at spells, there was no shortage of defensive means.

I saw layers of blue light behind him, as if he was wearing a fish-scale armor.

The Divine Seal Technique hit it, but it failed to penetrate, and it flew out directly.

"What?"

The fat monk was stunned for a moment, but he actually missed on both sides, hesitated, and forcibly didn't catch up.

If you want to leave the two of you, you must use an attack spell, and the cardinal is next to him, so it's not easy to start for the time being.

"You can run fast this time, but sooner or later it will fall into our hands!"

The fat monk cursed, and at the same time had doubts in his heart: the spells in the Yin Wind Realm have been weakened, and it is just a matter of protecting the body that can't penetrate the body cultivation, why can't even a small martial cultivation be cleaned up?

Judging from the perception, Zhao Lin's rock armor technique seems to be more than a small level, is it a proficient level?

"Impossible, I must have read it wrong, how could the third layer of qi refining cultivate a mastery-level spell."

……

Zhao Lin ran for a while, but he didn't see the fat monk chasing after him, and his heart was a little fixed, but he still didn't stop under his feet.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour had passed, when ultrasonic waves were used to detect that no one was nearby, that the pace gradually slowed down.

Facing the ninth-level Qi Refining Cultivator, Zhao Lin felt a lot of pressure.

Although he had just defeated the eighth-layer Qi Refining Bandit cultivator two days ago, the two were not the same.

The bandit cultivators have no fixed place to live, and they have been cultivating in the wild for a long time, and their strength is somewhat different from that of the serious sect monks of eight hundred.

The fat monk looked to be at least forty years old, which meant that he was likely to cultivate one or two great spells.

If this is the case, it will be difficult for one's mastery-level spells to compete with it, not to mention that the mana of the two sides is not at the same level.

After this painstaking observation, Zhao Lin had a deeper understanding of the Yin Wind Realm.

Because of the thin aura, casting spells here will consume more mana, and the effect is also discounted, and the rock armor technique released just now is significantly lower than expected in terms of thickness and sturdiness.

Zhao Lin released his divine sense and found that the distance that could be detected was shortened a little, by about two percent.

Originally, the range that the divine sense could reach was 30 zhang, but now it is only about 20 zhang.

In this environment, low-level monks and high-level monks will face the dilemma of not being able to see, fight, and prevent.

Besides, I came to collect Yin Wind Grass and perform the task of the sect, so it was best not to have a conflict.

Zhao Lin froze and looked around, vaguely seeing the rolling hills in the near distance and the towering peaks in the distance.

The Yin Wind Realm is not large, shaped like a fist with its thumb outstretched, and its length and width are only a few hundred miles, which is about the same size as a province in the mortal world.

But the terrain here is complicated, there are high mountains, there are low lands, if you stretch out, the area is not small, if you want to go through the entire Yin Wind Realm, it is definitely not a month or two to do.

Zhao Lin walked cautiously while scanning with ultrasound.

An hour passed, and not a single wind grass was found.

"This is also normal, there are monks in the Yin Wind Realm looking for Yin Wind Grass all year round, and the places that are easy to reach have long been lighted, and Yin Wind Grass mostly grows in the horns and ......."

Zhao Lin secretly pondered, quickened his pace, and hurried towards a mountain peak not far away.

The peaks are not high, and there are thick vines everywhere.

Because there are no large trees to wrap around, most of these vines grow horizontally, or intertwined with each other, cross-twisted together, and look weird.

Zhao Lin had the intention to fly into the air to check, but after thinking about it, although he could see it at a glance from a high place, others could see him as soon as he looked up.

And after all, this is a small world full of unknowns, so you should be cautious.

At this moment, Zhao Lin suddenly became vigilant in his heart, suddenly raised his head, and looked around.

Five Yin Spirits slid silently over them, less than twenty feet away from them!

Zhao Lin snorted, the yin spirit was so close, why didn't he notice it at all?

Although this thing doesn't have a strong attack power, it suddenly appears and makes people's hearts furious.

Divine consciousness and ultrasound swept through, and immediately understood what was going on.

The Yin Soul is tangible and substantial, almost transparent, and it is difficult for the divine sense to perceive it at a distance.

When the ultrasound encounters the ghost, it also penetrates through it easily, and only very few ultrasonic waves return.

Zhao Lin encountered the Yin Spirit for the first time, and he had no experience in this area, and he didn't realize it until the other party got closer.

"Fortunately, it's an ordinary Yin Spirit, and it didn't give birth to spiritual intelligence."

Whether or not a yin soul gives birth to spiritual intelligence mainly depends on two points: appearance and divine sense.

Ordinary Yin Spirits are silvery-white, generally no more than three feet wide, and the Yin Spirits that give birth to spiritual wisdom are larger, and their color is blue.

Although he did not give birth to spiritual intelligence, it seemed that out of instinct, the five yin spirits actually formed a circle and surrounded Zhao Lin.

"Flame Arrow!"

Zhao Lin waved his hand and released the spell without thinking.

(End of chapter)