The colorful carriage was very eye-catching. Especially under the sunlight, it looked like it came from the world of immortals. What was even more exaggerated was that the flowers and plants on the carriage were all rare spiritual plants that could only be found in the Country of Zhao.
Apart from that, there were also many bright spots on the flower carriage. These bright spots were densely packed and covered the entire flower carriage. When the sunlight shone, it was like a resplendent star. In fact, if one were to look at it from a direct angle, the bright spots would be so bright that one would feel a piercing pain in their eyes.
Even with Wang Lin's willpower, he couldn't help but be stunned. All of these shiny objects were low-grade Spiritual Stones.
It wasn't that these Spiritual Stones were precious or that there were a lot of them. In reality, with the amount of Spiritual Stones Wang Lin had, if he were to place them on the carriage, he would be able to place at least a hundred of them.
However, Wang Lin had lived for so long and seen so much, but this was the first time he had seen someone so extravagant … The young men and women around the carriage were all very handsome. They were only at the second or third level of the Qi Condensation Stage, but their expressions were extremely arrogant. They were even more arrogant than some of the low-profile Original Soul Cultivators.
As the carriage got closer, Wang Lin's eyes were calm as he observed.
"Great Immortal Ji Mo is here. Unrelated people, please make way!"
A sharp voice came from a young man. He stared at Wang Lin and didn't even look at the corpses behind Wang Lin.
"Ji Mo …" Wang Lin pondered for a while. This name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before. After thinking about it carefully, his eyes suddenly flashed. He stared at the carriage and said slowly, "Old Man Ji Mo?"
"How dare you!"
Almost all the young men shouted in unison. Their voices were very orderly. It was obvious that they had practiced this many times. Perhaps it was because there were so many people, but this shout was somewhat intimidating.
However, to Wang Lin, it was really insignificant.
"Impudent! All of you, back off!"
An equally sharp voice rang out from within the flower carriage. Soon after, the front of the flower carriage slowly parted to reveal a rather luxurious bed.
Lying on the bed was a fat man who looked like a mountain of meat. His face was covered in grease and he was so fat that he was almost out of shape. There was a blanket on his body that was decorated with hundreds of mid-grade spirit stones.
"You know the Old Man?"
The fat man glanced at the numerous corpses behind Wang Lin and frowned. "Dao friend, did these mortals offend you?
How can you kill as you please? "
To him, Wang Lin was the same as him, at the beginning stage of the original level. Though the beast beneath his feet looked scary, he didn't think much of it.
Ji Mo had dominated Zhao for many years. Ever since he reached the nascent soul stage, aside from a few late stage nascent soul cultivators, he didn't care about normal cultivators. This had a lot to do with his Dark Light Art. This person's cultivation method focused on refining puppets. Although he was only at the early stage of the nascent soul stage, he had a lot of ancient corpse puppets in his bag of holding.
In reality, old man Ji Mo had been studying this for many years. He often found demonic corpses and refined them.
Wang Lin let out a cruel smile. He waved his right hand and the dragon tendon behind him threw out a head. Wang Lin grabbed the head and asked, "Do you know this person?"
Old man Ji Mo was startled. He didn't look carefully before and thought he had just met a cultivator who killed mortals. Now that he looked closely, the face of the head was very ferocious and hard to recognize. However, as he looked, old man Ji Mo's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Teng Gao?"
Teng Gao was the person with the highest status in Wu Feng Valley. He was the next head teacher of Wu Feng Valley. Even in the Teng family, Teng Huayuan valued him a lot.
The country of Zhao was not big, so old man Ji Mo had seen such a person before.
Then, he spread out his divine sense. This time, he looked very carefully. His expression became very ugly. At this moment, the difference between these corpses was like heaven and earth.
He sucked in a breath of cold air as he stared at Wang Lin and slowly said, "These people are all from the Teng family?"
He became 120% cautious and no longer dared to underestimate this person. Although these Teng family members didn't have high cultivation levels, to be able to kill so many and tie them up, they were either idiots or arrogant enough to not fear the Teng family ancestor coming for revenge. As a result, old man Ji Mo became very cautious.
He immediately decided that this person was not someone he could easily provoke.
It has to be said that Teng Huayuan was already at the late stage of Nascent Soul and had many powerful cultivators in his family. This person's actions clearly showed that he didn't put the Teng family in his eyes.
Old man Ji Mo immediately smiled and said, "Good, good kill.
The Old Man didn't like the Teng family for a long time. Fellow cultivator, good kill. This … Fellow cultivator, take your time. The Old Man still has things to do, so I'll be leaving first. "With that, he quickly controlled the carriage to move away from this fiend.
The coldness in Wang Lin's eyes became even stronger as he slowly said, "Do you know why I killed the Teng family members?"
Old man Ji Mo's body trembled. He had a bad feeling. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to know. Fellow cultivator, I'll be leaving now."
With that, he didn't hesitate at all and the carriage quickly moved away. The young men and women didn't even have time to pay attention to him.
Wang Lin didn't stop him. Instead, he slapped his bag of holding and the restriction flag appeared in his hand. With a wave of the flag, everything within 1,000 kilometers of him was shrouded in darkness.
Old man Ji Mo's expression became ugly. He suddenly turned around and stared at Wang Lin. He yelled, "Fellow cultivator, I have no intention of interfering with the matter between you and the Teng family. What is the meaning of this?
Our cultivation levels are the same. Don't think the Old Man is afraid of you! "
Wang Lin calmly looked at Old man Ji Mo and revealed a sarcastic smile. He calmly said, "400 years ago, your little disciple died in an accident. I wonder if you still remember."
Old man Ji Mo was startled after hearing this. But very quickly, he stared at Wang Lin and didn't say a word.
"Your little disciple was killed by me. He had a disciple named Zhang Hu. This person was from the same sect as me." Wang Lin's voice was calm as he spoke.
The fat on Old man Ji Mo's face twitched. He forced a smile and said, "So what if I killed him? The Old Man has already forgotten what happened 400 years ago."
Although he said this, his right hand was already on his bag of holding. Suddenly, four clouds of black smoke came out and surrounded him.
The four clouds of smoke revealed four mummified corpses. Normally, when old man Ji Mo fought with others, he rarely used this technique. But now, before he even made a move, he had already summoned four mummified corpses. It was clear that he was very afraid of Wang Lin.
Each of these four mummified corpses had a cultivation level close to the early stage of Nascent Soul. However, Wang Lin didn't even look at them. He continued, "After that, Zhang Hu and I were chased by Teng Huayuan's grandson, Teng Li. I think you must have remembered what happened back then."
Old man Ji Mo's face was green and red. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Actually, that Zhang Hu, I …" Just as he said this, his eyes lit up. His mountain-like body immediately flew off the bed and quickly retreated. At the same time, his right hand shot out four drops of blood and landed on the four mummified corpses.
The four mummified corpses suddenly opened their eyes. They let out a few beast-like roars and pounced at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's eyes were calm. His right hand formed a seal and he shouted:
"Restriction!"
Suddenly, eight restrictions appeared from the black screen and wrapped around the four mummified corpses. At the same time, Wang Lin's body moved and chased after old man Ji Mo.
Although old man Ji Mo's body was fat, his speed was not slow. He quickly ran and sometimes teleported. However, Wang Lin's shadow was like a bone that followed him. No matter how much he ran, he couldn't shake Wang Lin off.
Old man Ji Mo gritted his teeth and stopped. He formed a seal with both hands and his body began to shake. Then, the layers of fat on his body began to move strangely. It was as if they were being absorbed and quickly shrunk. At the same time, his aura became stronger. His hair moved without any wind and waves of spiritual energy emitted from his body. His cultivation level, along with the shrinking of the fat on his body, increased from the early stage of the original level to the middle stage of the original level.
Finally, what appeared in front of Wang Lin was a middle-aged man with a strong body. This person was quite handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes. There was a sense of righteousness around him.
His cultivation level had already reached the peak of the middle stage of the original level. He was only one step away from the late stage of the original level.
He stared at Wang Lin and said in a low voice, "You should feel honored. Ever since the Old Man formed his nascent soul, you are the first person to see the true face of the Old Man.
Alas, in this world, there are too few people who can withstand the full power of the Old Man's technique. It is hard to find a master. The Old Man really doesn't want to kill you. If you have another hundred years, maybe you will grow up.
How about this, you cut off one of your arms and the Old Man will not kill you within a hundred years. I hope that after a hundred years, you will have the ability to fight against me. The Old Man can't wait for that day to come. "
After Old Man Ji finished speaking, his face revealed a sense of arrogance. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. His entire person exuded an aura that looked down on the world. At the same time, there was a deep sense of loneliness in this aura.
After sighing, he stared deeply at Wang Lin. He turned around and slowly flew away. When he was about a hundred meters away, his speed suddenly increased and he didn't look back as he flew away.
Wang Lin had a strange look on his face. A red light flashed in his eyes and his Undefeatable Realm suddenly moved. It turned into a series of red lightning bolts that flew out.
Without any suspense, Old Man Ji's eyes darkened and he revealed a look of disbelief. His body tilted and he fell from midair. Under the impact of several restrictions, his entire body was torn into pieces.
At the same time, a storage bag flew out from the pieces of flesh and landed in Wang Lin's hand.
Wang Lin's body flashed and he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was next to the four dried corpses. The moment Old Man Ji died, the four dried corpses stopped moving.
Wang Lin took a few looks. After pondering for a bit, he scanned Ji Mo's bag of holding with his divine sense and took out a few pieces of jade. After a while, he saw the method to refine puppets in one of the pieces of jade.
After reading the jade, Wang Lin's right hand formed a seal. Following the instructions on the jade, he shot out a few rays of light that landed on the foreheads of the four puppets. Immediately, the four puppets turned into black smoke and went back into the storage bag.
Wang Lin put the storage bag in his chest pocket. His body moved and he stepped on the back of the mosquito beast and headed back to the He Huan Sect.
At this moment, inside the He Huan Sect, the first ancestor, old man Yin Yang, had a gloomy expression. He had his hands behind his back and was pacing back and forth in the main hall of the He Huan Sect. He was hesitating and didn't know if he should make a decision or not.
Inside the main hall, there were three people sitting around. There was one man and two women. The man was handsome and the women were charming. They were all at the Original Soul Stage. Right now, the three of them were frowning and it was obvious that they had a lot on their minds.
The woman wearing the yellow silk dress softly said, "Senior apprentice brother, is that demonic cultivator really at the Soul Formation stage?
Junior Martial Sister doesn't believe it! "The woman in the yellow silk dress said softly. Her voice had a soul-stirring feeling to it.
This woman's clothes were tight-fitting, outlining her curvaceous figure that caused one's heart to palpitate. If it wasn't for the dense worry between her brows, she would definitely be extremely charming and charming.
Old man Yin Yang snorted, stopped walking, and said, "Tian Dao Sect's Huang Dashan was at the early stage of Nascent Soul. That person only took one look at him and he died. With that kind of cultivation, even if he's at the Soul Formation stage, he's still too weak!"
The woman wearing the yellow dress immediately became silent and frowned even more.
"Senior apprentice brother, why don't we send the Teng family disciples out? That way, that demonic cultivator won't come looking for the He Huan Sect."
The middle-aged man, who hadn't spoken yet, suddenly spoke.
Old man Yin Yang rubbed his brow and shook his head. "Then wouldn't we completely offend the Teng family?
That Teng Huayuan's cultivation is already at the late stage of Nascent Soul. Although we are both at the late stage of Nascent Soul, if we were to fight, I know my own limits. "
The hall was completely silent. After a while, old man Yin Yang's eyes lit up and he made a decision. His voice was gloomy as he slowly said, "That old thief Punnan Zi still hasn't appeared, so there must be a problem. Forget it, that old man Teng Huayuan is a vengeful person. If we hand over the Teng family members today and he doesn't die in the future, we will have a lot of trouble. Junior apprentice brother, go tell everyone to open up the sect protection formation. I will personally take charge of it and stop that demonic cultivator!"
The middle-aged man nodded and hesitated for a moment.
He hesitated a bit and said, "Senior apprentice brother, what if that old thief Teng … dies in the end?"
Old man Yin Yang's eyes lit up and he smiled. "Junior apprentice brother, don't underestimate Punnan Zi. He will definitely try to stop us. Even if his cultivation level isn't high enough, is the person at the Tower of Heaven's cultivation level not high enough?"
The middle-aged man was startled, but his eyes immediately revealed a look of understanding and he quickly nodded.
At this moment, in the Joyful Union Sect, a middle-aged man with a face full of exhaustion walked out of a house while coughing rapidly. He held a pile of clothes in his hand and slowly walked out with his back bent.
This person was only middle-aged, but his hair was already white and he was staggering as he walked. At this moment, the sound of a bell echoed across the He Huan Sect. The bell rang nine times, which meant that all the He Huan Sect disciples had to gather at the main hall in half an incense stick of time. If they were one breath late, they would be severely punished.
When he heard the bell ring, he originally didn't pay much attention, but when the bell rang nine times, he raised his head and looked toward the main hall. His face revealed a surprised expression. He had been in the He Huan Sect for many years, but this was the first time he had heard the bell ring nine times.
He hesitated for a moment before grabbing the clothes in his hands and quickly running towards the main hall. However, his body was far too weak. After just running a few steps, he began to pant. By the time he arrived at the main hall, almost all the Acacia Sect disciples were already sitting cross-legged outside the main hall.
The entire square was densely packed with countless disciples. Apart from that, even the surrounding courtyards were filled with disciples of the Joyful Union Sect.
Beneath each disciple was a faint circle of light. The middle-aged man quickly found a circle of light in the corner and sat down cross-legged. After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly heard cries of surprise from his fellow disciples around him. He quickly looked around and saw that everyone was looking up at the sky. He couldn't help but raise his head, and instantly, he was stunned.
In the air above the Joyful Union Sect, an extremely ferocious-looking Demonic Beast had appeared out of nowhere. This Demonic Beast had a huge mouth, and within that mouth was a rope. At the end of that rope, there were countless corpses tied together.
There was a person standing on the head of the beast. This person had a head full of white hair. Although his appearance was ordinary, he gave off a powerful killing intent.
The moment the middle-aged man saw this person, he frowned. He had a feeling that he had seen this person before, but he couldn't remember where.
Wang Lin looked at the He Huan Sect. He could feel that there was a protective formation above the He Huan Sect that was several times stronger than the one at the Tian Dao Sect and Wu Feng Valley.
This protective formation was very powerful. Unless one's cultivation level was at the Soul Formation stage, it would be very difficult to break it in a short period of time.
The key to this array formation was the spiritual energy within the bodies of the several thousand Harmonious Bond Sect disciples. As long as they sat within the circle of light, they would automatically become the Spirit Bearers of the array formation. As a result, breaking the array formation was the same as directly fighting against several thousand cultivators.
The Teng family disciples were inside the main hall. It was clear that the He Huan Sect was planning on fighting to the end. Wang Lin calmly looked at the ground. His gaze landed on an old man in the middle of the square and he slowly said, "If we don't open this formation, blood will flow like a river."
The old man was old man Yin Yang. When he saw Wang Lin, he frowned even more. When he heard Wang Lin speak, he immediately asked, "Fellow cultivator, what are you here for?"
Wang Lin let out a sneer and red lightning appeared in his eyes. Although this formation was powerful, if the person guarding it died, the formation would break by itself.
His Ji Realm Divine Sense turned into a ray of red lightning and landed on the formation. The formation didn't even shake, causing old man Yin Yang to be startled.
However, a dozen or so disciples in the hall let out miserable groans as they fell to the ground, dead. The moment they died, the rings of light under their bodies glowed brightly, but they quickly dimmed and disappeared.
Wang Lin's voice was cold as he slowly asked, "Are you going to open it or not?"
Old man Yin Yang sneered but didn't say anything.
Wang Lin's Ji Realm moved again. This time, ten bolts of red lightning landed on the formation. Suddenly, more than 100 disciples coughed out blood. Their bodies twitched a few times before they fell to the ground dead.
A sense of fear immediately spread among the remaining disciples.
Wang Lin calmly looked at old man Yin Yang and said, "Are you going to open it or not?"
Old man Yin Yang's expression was gloomy. He sat down cross-legged and circulated his spiritual energy into the formation without saying a word.
The three Nascent Soul cultivators next to him also clenched their teeth and sat down cross-legged.
Suddenly, more than a hundred strands of Ji Realm Divine Sense turned into red lightning. They formed a string and landed on the array. At the same time, nearly a thousand disciples in the square exploded, turning into a mist of blood. The remaining disciples didn't dare to continue sitting down. They ignored the scoldings of their elders and crawled up in fear.
"Are you going to open it or not?" Wang Lin's voice was like a death sentence.
Old man Yin Yang coughed out blood. His face was green and red as he struggled internally.
The man and two women next to him were injured, their bodies slanting to the side.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and slapped his bag of holding. He casually took out a jade bottle and crushed it. Immediately, three Nascent Soul essences floated out. Under everyone's shocked gazes, Wang Lin swallowed them one by one. Then his eyes became cold as he slowly raised his right hand and a red ball of lightning formed in his palm.
This ball of lightning was completely formed by Ji Realm Divine Sense. Gradually, the ball of lightning became bigger and bigger until it was the size of a fist. Then, it floated down from his hand.
Old man Yin Yang was terrified. He had lived for many years, but this was the first time he had seen someone consume a Nascent Soul like a pill. He looked at the ball of lightning and immediately shouted, "Fellow cultivator, stop! I'll open it, I'll open the formation now. I, Old Man, don't care about the Teng family anymore!"
As he spoke, he immediately stood up and quickly took out a jade. He threw it into a spell and the Harmonious Union Sect's formation began to tremble. Almost at the same time the ball of lightning fell, the formation disappeared without a trace.
Old man Yin Yang wiped the sweat off his forehead. After opening the formation, he had thought it through and respectfully said, "Senior, everyone from the Teng family is in the main hall.
Wang Lin didn't even look at him. He turned around and walked into the main hall. There was no sound coming from inside the main hall, but the smell of blood came from inside.
After half an incense stick of time, Wang Lin walked out with a calm expression. He waved his hand and the dragon tendon in the mosquito beast's mouth flew into the main hall, bringing out hundreds of corpses.
The faces of these corpses were filled with hatred and fear.
They were all very young. If it wasn't for Wang Lin's appearance, then a Core Formation cultivator or even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have appeared among them.
However, they shouldn't have been named Teng.
In other words, Teng Li shouldn't have chased after Wang Lin. If Teng Li knew about this, he wouldn't have chased after Wang Lin.
Or maybe Teng Huayuan didn't want to wipe out the entire Wang family. Otherwise, Wang Lin wouldn't have come for revenge because there was no hatred!
He killed Teng Li once and Teng Huayuan killed him once. All of the hatred had been wiped out. What Wang Lin was doing now was not for himself, but for his parents.
Just as Wang Lin was about to leave, a soft voice came from the square. "Wang Lin?"
The voice was very soft and the tone was filled with uncertainty.
I'm not satisfied with today's chapter. Ah, there's a reason for this. My family and friends all have flu symptoms. I just don't know if it's really the flu or not. I went to the hospital with them today, but the hospital said they didn't have the equipment to test it. I hope this damn plague will pass quickly.
I hope the readers of my book stay healthy and don't go to crowded places. I hope we can safely get through this winter … Finally, I want to summon my monthly ticket …