Chapter 40: The Alarm Bell

Murong Linzhi took out a teacup, scooped a cup of green solution in the bucket, put it to his lips and smelled it.

A fragrant fragrance came to his nose, Murong Lin Zhi involuntarily closed his eyes, his nose inhaled gently, and the fragrance entered his nose and quickly spread to his whole body.

"Ahh

"Absolutely good. Murong Linzhi stared at the teacup and frowned.

An Dahai brought twenty wooden barrels from the miners, each filled with clean water.

Murong Lin Zhi held a teacup filled with green liquid, came to the bucket, and carefully poured the liquid in the teacup into the bucket slowly.

As soon as the liquid came into contact with the clear water, it was like a piece of hot coal, and it entered the oil pot, and the sound of "Zizi" was endless, and a stream of hot air rose to the sky, and the clear water began to boil.

The clear water, which had been cleared to the bottom, turned a faint green in the blink of an eye.

Murong Lin Zhi did not pour all the liquid into this bucket, but divided it into four parts, and poured one bucket into one bucket.

"Who wants to try it?" Murong Linzhi raised the empty teacup, looked at the mine guards, and asked.

The fragrance had already filled the entire array, and the mine guards were already hungry and thirsty, and when they heard Murong Lin shouting, everyone raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Young master, I'll come, I'll come first!"

Murong Lin pointed to the big man who was making the most trouble in front of him and said, "Okay! ”

"Thank you, young master!" the big man strode and grinned, walking towards Murong Linzhi.

took the teacup in Murong Linzhi's hand, bent down, scooped up a cup of mixed liquid, straightened his waist, raised his neck, and drank the liquid in the teacup.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ahh

"Young master, this is a good thing!" said the big man excitedly, he had been bitten by a bat in the previous fight with the flying bat, and the residual poison left in the body was all excreted from the body at this time.

Even the dark wounds in the body healed instantly. The exhausted flesh, as well as the hunger, all disappeared, and at this time, the spirit of the tall man became full and radiant.

"Next!" Murong Lin shouted, and before the words fell, the mine guards had already lined up in a long line, taking turns scooping up a glass of liquid and drinking it all.

Four buckets of water were drunk in a short time, and Murong Linzhi blended four more buckets, allowing more than a hundred mine guards to drink a cup of blended liquid.

Suddenly, a "squeak" scream came from far and near, and Murong Linzhi looked up and saw that a group of flying bats flew madly towards the big array, like moths to a fire, "bang" into the big array.

"Prepare for battle!" Murong Lin Zhi shouted, while putting the bucket of Demon Pill Mother Liquid into the ring.

The mother liquor disappeared, and the bat swarm became quiet, without the madness of the past, no longer as crazy as it was, crashing into the big array.

"Something?" Murong Lin Zhi scooped out the mother liquor from the bag, and the flying bat became restless again, and went crazy again.

Murong Lin Zhi stuffed the mother liquor into the bag, his face was full of spring breeze, and he shouted: "Let the animals enter the battle." ”

Mo Dazhi, Mo Dayong raised his hands, and the big array immediately revealed a big hole, and the bat swarm that had just become quiet, under the leadership of several innate demon beasts, was overwhelming and rushed towards the mine guard.

At the beginning of the fight, this is a one-sided battle, whether it is the congenital bat king or the flying bat, it is the target of everyone's sword practice, the more the mine guard fights, the more brave he becomes, and the more skilled he is in flying swordsmanship.

After killing a batch, the battlefield is cleaned up, and a group of bats are released into the battle, and the fight begins again, and the actual combat training begins again and again, and the cycle repeats.

When there is not a single flying bat outside the formation, the mine guards will rest for two hours, exchange swordsmanship experience, summarize lessons and lessons, and enter the mine guards group with their followers, instruct and correct the mine guards' incorrect sword assassination techniques, and use various sword skills.

At this time, Murong Lin Zhi took out the demon pill mother liquor and began to mix it with clear water, and the mine guard drank it to restore his strength, and at the same time, let the mother liquor attract the flying bat swarm, and the fight continued.

Time passed, and when Murong Linzhi's cultivation broke through from the second layer of the day after tomorrow to the peak of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, Murong Lin Zhi knew that this kind of day of using actual combat as training had passed for another three days.

The main soul has undergone the tenth soul split, and the cultivation will break through one layer. The spiritual consciousness of the main soul descends on each doppelganger, and the cultivation of its doppelganger will be synchronized with the main soul.

At this time, the distance of the spiritual consciousness descending on the clone has reached twenty miles, which is a great joy.

However, an urgent problem has arisen, the amount of spirit jade used when splitting souls has risen from Wu Bai to 1,000.

Every time the soul splits, the consumption of spirit jade will increase, the next split, the consumption will reach two thousand, the next time, it will reach the terrifying four thousand, and then continue, the increase will reach eight thousand, and the further back, the greater the number.

The nearly 10,000 pieces of Luo's swordsmanship that Cui Dazhuang dedicated to himself will all be exhausted when they are divided thirteen times, but fortunately, there are still nearly 100,000 spirit jades of the Hua clan that burn the cultivation technique, and they have not used much.

One hundred thousand spirit arts, which seems to be a huge number, but it can't withstand the consumption of double the spirit jade every time it splits.

Without the spirit jade, it would be impossible to divide the soul into two, and Murong Linzhi's cultivation would stagnate.

Cultivation is stagnant, which means that it is impossible to practice the demon pill evil qi, and without a pure demon pill, it will affect the clone's rapid breakthrough and advancement, and increase its strength, it will become very slow.

Murong Lin has been coming to the Spirit Mine for thirty-two days, and the ten major clones have all entered the Innate Qi Cultivation Realm, among which Long Chunfeng and She Xiayu are already at the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, and Ma Qiushuang has broken through to the fourth layer of Qi training.

The twelve great followers are all innate Qi realm cultivators.

Murong Lin Zhi's strength at this time far exceeded that of other peers in the family, but these powers were far from enough for him.

Not to mention that the beast tide in three years later requires strong strength, even the current dilemma, he can't solve it.

Outside the mine defense array, four core-gathering monks were eyeing each other, so that Murong Linzhi's forces had to retract into the mine.

In the mine, the doppelganger can only train the mine guards in the lava cave, and in the face of the bat emperor of the bat community, he is still helpless, and he reaches the forbidden land of Luo's, which is far away.

Murong Lin longs for great power, and the generation of strong power has to make the soul constantly split as a premise.

One hundred thousand spirit jade, before the soul splitting twenty-nine times, will basically be consumed. And this time will not exceed three months.

Thinking of this, Murong Lin couldn't help but sigh: "Hey!"

Let go of long-term worries and solve near-term worries first. Murong Lin Zhi knew that he had to improve his strength as soon as possible. There are two most basic ways to increase strength, one is to increase the number of innate monks, and the other is to improve the cultivation of innate monks.

Increase the number of innate monks and rely on Tsukidan. Zhuji Dan, Murong Lin Zhi is not lacking, he has obtained a total of fifty-eight Zhuji Dan, used twenty-three, and there are still thirty-five in his hand at the moment.

Thirty-five Zhuji Dan, Murong Lin Zhi didn't dare to use all of them on his followers, because he didn't have a blood contract.

Making a blood contract with followers, this is the rule of the Murong family, the rule of dozens of families in Yunjun, and at the same time, it is also the rule of inheritance for tens of thousands of years, and the rule of making a contract with followers, Murong Lin Zhi does not want to break it.

Although there is no blood contract, Murong Lin Zhi has a more advanced soul contract.

The yellow gold thread, Murong Lin Zhi still has seventeen in his hand, which means that Murong Lin Zhi can cultivate seventeen more innate cultivators without breaking the rules.

Murong Lin Zhi got up from the ground and took three steps forward, bringing his body close to all the mine guards.

When the mine guard saw Murong Linzhi walking towards him, he immediately stopped talking, and those who practiced swordsmanship also returned their long swords to the sheath, and all eyes looked at Murong Linzhi, and there was silence in the big array.

Murong Lin coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Listen, Young Master Ben is now ready to choose followers. ”

As soon as Murong Lin opened his mouth, he went straight to the point, without a little mud and water, and when all the guards heard this, they all straightened their chests.

Becoming a follower of a certain disciple is equivalent to entering a certain family, which is like getting an iron rice bowl, which is the dream of every acquired monk outside the family.

Every mine guard opened his eyes wide and looked at Murong Linzhi, with a look of eager anticipation on his face.

"Young Master Ben's followers will undergo a life-and-death test, which requires the spirit of not fearing death, the will to move forward, and the friendship of unity and mutual assistance. ”

Murong Lin said excitedly;

"Young Master Ben is a fool, not only does he need his follower to be a bloody man, but he also needs to have the feelings of taking the rise of the human race as his own responsibility, everyone, can you do it!"

"Young master, the slave swears to follow!" the tall man who was the first to test the liquid shouted loudly.

"Young Master, the minion swears to follow!" the voices began to rise and fall, and finally they were uniform, and the entire molten cavern was an echo.

Murong Lin Zhi pressed his hands down to stop the group of people from shouting loudly, and said in his heart: "Don't die, this is the Bat Emperor's community, alarm the Bat Emperor, look for death." ”

The mine guards stopped shouting, but the enthusiasm was still the same, and everyone's blood was boiling.

Murong Lin Zhi said lightly: "This time, Young Master Ben will choose seventeen followers, and nine more in five days, I hope you will practice your swordsmanship well and accept Young Master Ben's selection at any time." ”

"Yes, young master!" each of the mine guards replied excitedly, fighting day after day, they had seen Murong Linzhi's personality and heart, and they had long thought that they had regarded themselves as his followers.

"You!" Murong Lin pointed his finger at the tall man, and the tall man suddenly burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, young master!"

"You!"

"You!"

With Murong Linzhi's fingers, one by one the mine guards stood up from the ground, and everyone was excited and wept.

Seventeen mine guards were quickly chosen, and they entered the small chamber one by one to be tested for life and death.

After Murong Lin Zhi finished casting the three golden threads in his soul, he withdrew from the small room, and then with a pair of bright eyes, he looked at the direction of the bat colony and began the next step of planning.