Immortal Renegade

Chapter 374
All of a sudden, the surroundings immediately became quiet.

"Where is Liu Fulin?" the old man shouted, for a long time, no one responded, he frowned, and flew into the mountain with the two people around him.

Liu Fulin is the middle-aged man who was greedy before.

As for the three old men, they are the inner disciples of the Soul Refining Sect and also the peripheral deacons of the Soul Refining Sect.

Wang Lin's gaze flashed undetectably. Among the three, except for the old man who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, the other two were all in the late stage of alchemy.

The three of them flew into the mountain peak, and after a short while, the old man flew out alone with an ugly expression. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but amidst the doubt, there was more shock.

"You peripheral disciples, practice on the spot, and no one is allowed to leave!" The old man shouted with eyes flickering, then slapped the storage bag, and immediately took out a jade slip to sacrifice.

Yu simplified it into a streamer, and flew into the inner gate of the Soul Refining Sect in a blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Most of the peripheral disciples showed signs of surprise, but there were also those who ignored the crowd and sat cross-legged alone, and Wang Lin was one of them.

He sat cross-legged on a big branch beside him, exhaling his inner breath.

After the old man sacrificed the jade slips, his eyes were piercing, and he scanned the peripheral disciples one by one.

He entered the mountain peak with two fellow disciples just now, and he was horrified when he saw it. The spiritual veins of the entire mountain were all abandoned, especially after entering the depths of the spiritual vein spar mine. It immediately turned into dust, obviously caused by the instantaneous absorption of spiritual power.

This matter is quite strange, since the Soul Refining Sect was founded, he has never encountered such a phenomenon among the things he knows.

His gaze moved one by one, without stopping at Wang Lin, and swept past. In his opinion, Wang Lin's cultivation was only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and there was nothing to pay attention to.

After Wang Lin's primordial spirit has recovered a little, no one can see through his cultivation unless he is a cultivator in the transformation stage.

Not long after, more than a dozen sword lights quickly flew out from the inner sect of the Soul Refining Sect, and in a blink of an eye they came to the old man and turned into a figure. There are actually five, and the others are at least in the middle stage of alchemy.

There is also a middle-aged scribe, this person is in the late Nascent Soul, he is wearing a black robe, his whole body exudes bursts of cold air, as if surrounded by countless innocent souls, after walking out, the surroundings immediately become cold.

His eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the mountain coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, you sent out the jade slip, what did you find out?"

The old man from before immediately looked respectful, and said: "Senior brother, this mountain's spiritual veins were consumed in an instant and turned into useless veins. I suspect it has something to do with these peripheral disciples!"

The middle-aged scribe flashed his gaze, and shouted: "Seal the surrounding area, anyone, if there is any abnormality, kill him!" He glanced at the old man, and said: "Junior brother, go up the mountain with me to meet the suzerain."

After finishing speaking, he moved his body, turned into Changhong, and went straight to the inner gate of Soul Refining Sect.

The old man hurriedly followed behind, and the two entered the inner door in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, his eyes were calm, he glanced coldly at the monks guarding him, he made a move at this moment, summoned the mosquito beast, and could escape from this place in an instant, but, unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to give up this excellent practice place.

Although the primordial spirit has recovered, it has not been fully retracted. After trying, he found that the Tianni Bead still could not be taken out. After pondering for a while, Wang Lin did not act rashly.

At this moment, the sky was a little brighter, Chu Yang gradually raised his head, and the warmth enveloped the earth. The light dispelled the darkness, and as the surrounding gradually brightened, at this time, the middle-aged scribe flew out from the inner gate of the Soul Refining Sect.

Behind him, there are nine people who are all wearing red robes, and they are of different ages, but they are similar in one thing, that is, they are surrounded by a large number of ghosts. As soon as the sun shone, bursts of purple-black air radiated, rising into the sky like magic flames.

"Everyone, divide into ten parts and accept the inspection!" The middle-aged scribe shouted with gloomy eyes.

The nine red-robed monks behind him stepped forward slowly, and the nine of them cast spells at the same time. As they waved their sleeves, several bursts of red energy burst out and landed on thousands of peripheral disciples. Immediately, all the peripheral disciples, Immediately and involuntarily, it was cut and divided into ten parts.

Together with the middle-aged scribe, each of the ten presided over a portion, and one by one called the peripheral disciples to undergo inspection.

They didn't even need to ask questions. Every time the peripheral disciples stepped forward, they would press their right hands on the center of each other's eyebrows, and then changed after a few breaths.

Wang Lin was assigned to the third group. His eyes were calm and there was no abnormal expression. These nine people were all in the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Now that the soul of Wang Lin had recovered, he naturally ignored them.

Whenever a peripheral disciple is passed, he will let go of his breath. After a long time, the surrounding atmosphere is quite depressing.

At this moment, suddenly in the fourth team, a cultivator wearing a green shirt moved his body and galloped backwards as fast as a shooting star.

In the surrounding area, the inner disciples of the Soul Refining Sect had been paying full attention. When the person moved at this moment, a disciple in the middle stage of alchemy immediately stepped forward, trying to stop him.

"Go away!" The green-clothed cultivator yelled, and slapped his right hand forward, and suddenly a strong impact came out. The disciple of Jiedan snorted softly, and his body involuntarily moved sideways.

Without saying a word, the monk in green shirt rushed forward, and was about to rush out. At this moment, the monk in red robe, who was in charge of the fourth team, gave a soft drink and grabbed the air with his right hand.

"return!"

Immediately, five black lights flew out from his five fingers, galloping away as fast as lightning, overtook the green-clothed monk almost in the blink of an eye, and burrowed into his body.

The green-clothed monk let out a miserable snort, and his body went limp. He was grabbed by the red-robed monk and dragged back from a distance, still in the open space in the middle.

After finishing all this, the red-robed monk didn't even look at the man in green, but said flatly, "Next one, come up."

Among the peripheral disciples, all of them were anxious, especially those disciples who sneaked into it with ulterior motives, and their complexions immediately became ugly at this moment.

At this time, the red-robed monk in charge of the eighth team flashed his eyes and glanced at the pale disciple under his finger, who was even begging for mercy. on the clearing.

Gradually, there were more and more peripheral disciples above the open space in the middle, and there were already more than [-] disciples.

"In the past, this method was only used to identify disciples who had obtained the qualifications to enter the inner sect in the big competition. Today, you should feel honored to fall on you peripheral disciples." The red-robed monk of the third team lowered his finger The outer disciples threw it into the open space in the middle, and said slowly.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but his heart was moved. This Soul Refining Sect is also strange. There are so many people with purpose in the peripheral disciples. However, under the other party's search, they can't hide.

As for the reckless man who was originally in the 743 cave, Wang Lin had left a restriction in his body before, and he was not afraid of being discovered by others. Although his cultivation base had not fully recovered, the mystery of the restriction was not something these Nascent Soul cultivators could see through.

From Wang Lin's point of view, this person is quite interesting. He is apparently at the late stage of foundation establishment, but in fact, he has already reached the early stage of alchemy.However, there are many hidden cultivations among the peripheral disciples, which is not too surprising.

"You, come up!" The red-robed monk in charge of the fifth team pointed at the reckless man.

The reckless man trembled, and hurried forward.

The red-robed monk put his right hand on the brow of the reckless man, and after a while, he took a look at this man and waved his hand.

The reckless man breathed a sigh of relief, and walked aside, he didn't dare to look at Wang Lin, standing there he was shocked and suspicious.Just now, when the old man touched it, he suddenly felt a chill in his body, as if a chill had penetrated into his body. At that moment, his mind went blank, and at the same time, it seemed that there was an invisible big hand looking through his memory.

This feeling came and went quickly, and before he could react, the cold air flowed along his body and returned to where the opponent's finger pointed between his eyebrows.

After a short time, it was Wang Lin's turn.

The red-robed monk in charge of the third team tapped Wang Lin's eyebrows with his right hand, and said after a while, "Next!"

Wang Lin looked as usual, and walked aside.

At noon, thousands of peripheral disciples were checked one by one. In the end, more than 100 people were still in the open space in the middle.

"Have you found anything?" The middle-aged scribe asked after throwing the last person in the team he was in charge of to the open space.

"Except for these people with other purposes, I haven't found anything related to what happened last night." One of the red-robed monks said coldly.

The rest of the people also shook their heads.

"You peripheral disciples, go to the nearby mountain to practice, someone will arrange for you." The middle-aged scribe pondered a little and ordered.

The peripheral disciples who passed the inspection left respectfully one after another, and flew towards other surrounding peaks.

As for the more than 100 people in the open space in the middle, no one went to take a look, and no one cared about their consequences.

On a short mountain nearby, Wang Lin was assigned a cave. He was sitting cross-legged in the cave, his eyes flickering.

"Cultivation has returned to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Although the effect of absorbing spiritual veins is very good, it is too dangerous. If it is frequent, it is likely to attract the cultivator of the transformation god or the old baby monster. At present, it has attracted attention and cannot be tried again. But just now When absorbing the spiritual veins, it was discovered that there was actually one of the largest main veins in the surrounding area. What was absorbed before was just a branch of the main vein.

This main vein is the inner sect of the Soul Refining Sect. I must have arrived there. If I can find an opportunity to absorb the breath, I will be able to restore my cultivation in one fell swoop. At that time, even if someone finds out, I will still escape The most important thing is to tear the cracks and leave with the star compass. "Wang Lin pondered for a while, he knew that the Soul Refining Sect was a sect of the fifth-level cultivation country, and there must be monks at the Infant Transformation Stage in it. Thinking of this, he already had an idea in his heart.

(End of this chapter)