Chapter 177 Mo Yin Lingzhou
In the valley, Chen Lin took back the Burning Lotus True Fire and looked at the people he had killed in front of him with a gloomy expression.
At this time, it had been more than half a month since he left the Chihuomen station. Along the way, he walked on remote mountain roads, but he still met several groups of people from the God of Prayer Sect, although they were all at the Qi training level. The existence was easily destroyed by him, but the situation made him unable to be optimistic.
After the decisive battle began, in just over a month, the alliance was already showing signs of defeat, and the Qishen Cult began a massive offensive.
This situation shows that the war has become worse.
Chen Lin walked up to the corpse, put away the storage bags of several people, and then checked them one by one, his face getting more and more ugly.
The skin of these people has black lines to varying degrees. Even if they are dead, they still exude an evil aura.
The same was true for the previous waves. It was obvious that these monks had been subjected to certain methods after joining the God of Prayer Cult.
Originally, Chen Lin still had some thoughts. If the alliance failed and he did not have the means to go to sea, he would temporarily join the Qishen Sect and try to find a way out. But now this situation has made him He was very thoughtful.
After burning the bodies of several people into ashes, he quickly left the place.
After flying away for a while, Chen Lin landed in a hidden place on a hillside.
I first set up the isolation array, then took out several people's storage bags and checked them carefully. After making sure there was nothing abnormal, I poured out the contents one by one.
Then he took out another jade slip from his storage bag.
What was recorded in the jade slips was the method of refining a small sea-crossing boat that Huang Yiyi copied for him. The name was called Mo Yin Lingzhou.
After he threatened to search for the soul, the girl dutifully made a copy of the jade slip for him, and swore an oath to ensure that the content was not false at all.
He used the ecstasy spell on him again, and after repeated confirmations, he knocked him unconscious and took him to an inn in a small mortal town a hundred miles away, where he placed him and then left quickly.
Originally, he wanted the other party to copy the drawings of the big ship, but the other party said that the structure of the big ship was too complicated and used too many materials. She only participated in the production of part of it and could not remember all the drawings, so she had to give up.
Even this small one contains an extremely large amount of content. The cumbersome refining process and the variety of materials used dazzled Chen Lin. It has been more than half a month and he still cannot fully remember it.
After comparing them for a while, Chen Lin picked out two bright yellow stones from a pile of items and couldn't help but feel happy.
This is called Huangjiao Stone, one of the materials for refining the Mo Yin Spirit Boat.
Adding these two pieces together, the number of Huangjiao Stones comes to five, which is one step closer to refining the spirit boat.
The value of this item is not too high, but it is not common either. Those before were all obtained from Huang Yiyi’s storage bags.
After all, he gave the opponent two sets of 'Monkey Four' combinations, and he took the risk without killing the opponent to silence him, so he should receive some benefits.
The other party is indeed a disciple of Zhou Jiutong. He has a lot of Qi training materials on him, and most of them are used to refine the Mo Yin Spirit Boat. They should be the leftover materials left by Zhou Jiutong when refining them and gave them to him. disciple.
Although there is no main material, ink gold, there are many auxiliary materials, which saves him a lot of time in collecting.
Chen Lin put away his things, put away his formation, and continued on his way.
There is still a frown on his face.
Even though he got a batch of materials from Huang Yiyi, there were still a lot of them. The key was that he needed five copies before he could use his talents and abilities to synthesize them.
The auxiliary materials are okay, but the main material, ink gold, is a very precious thing. It is not easy to get even one copy, let alone five copies, unless you enter the three major cities and exchange it with meritorious deeds.
“It’s really no good, we can only go to Danding City, the other two main cities are too far.”
Chen Lin shook his head, feeling that it was unrealistic to gather the materials outside.
After such a long time, Ye Jingyun probably won’t continue to look for him. The only thing he’s worried about is being forcibly recruited into the battlefield.
He planned to find the lone monk, ask about the current situation of the alliance, and then make a decision.
“Kill!” Not far away, I heard a cry of killing.
Chen Lin stopped, changed direction, and circled around from the other side, arriving at a high ground to check the situation from a distance.
The two teams were fighting fiercely, with at least fifty people on each side. Various spells were radiating one after another, and people kept dying.
After watching for a while, Chen Lin found that most of the two sides were qi-training monks, and there was only one foundation-building master on each side. However, the foundation-building monks of the Qishen Sect were obviously stronger, facing the alliance's foundation-building monks. If they fight hard, it will only be a matter of time before the alliance loses.
“Huh?”
Chen Lin, who was hesitating whether to take action or not, suddenly let out a startled expression. Then he patted his storage bag and took out the three spiritual weapons: Qinglong Sword, Heavy Water Bead, and Shadow Dagger. Take it out.
Condensing the fluctuations of the spiritual weapon, he quietly approached the direction of the battle group.
Outside the battle group, two foundation-building monks were fighting back and forth. One was slightly old, and the other was about thirty years old.
"Mu Yuan, you are also a righteous monk, why did you sell yourself to the devil? It's too late to repent now!"
The man in his thirties panicked and dodged the opponent's flying sword, and immediately spoke out shouted.
"Hmph, I don't need your advice on what I'm doing. How can there be distinction between good and evil in the world of immortality? If I hadn't joined the divine sect, I would have been a withered skeleton. Qian Li, I advise you to give up. Struggle, join me in the Divine Religion and seek immortality. The alliance is about to collapse, so why are you so stubborn?”
This man in his thirties was actually Chen Lin’s neighbor when he was in Qingyang Zongdong Mansion, Qian Li who liked to go to Hantan to see beautiful women!
Qian Li heard this and said in a cold voice: "Evils are evils, so what if the foundation is built, it makes them neither human nor ghosts, and even their minds will be lost. I would rather not have such an immortal."
< br>When the old man saw that he could not persuade him to surrender, his face suddenly became ferocious.
"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink the wine as a penalty. Since you don't know how to show appreciation, don't blame me for not caring about our friendship."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly changed. Red, black lines appeared on his body, and his aura became powerful and strange. Qian Li was suppressed and trembled all over, making it difficult to move.
"Jie Jie, go to hell!"
The old man laughed strangely, transformed into a giant scarlet claw, and grabbed Qian Li!
At this moment, a huge black ball suddenly fell from the sky, with thunderous momentum, and hit the old man's head!
The old man was so frightened that he did not care about killing Qian Li and fled in a hurry.
But as soon as his body moved, he saw a green light mixed with bursts of dragon roars, slashing towards him, blocking his escape route.
The old man roared angrily, his robes billowed, and a purple Ruyi hanging on his waist suddenly swelled, blocking the green light.
"Why don't you get out of here, you rat!"
The old man looked furious, his voice was like thunder, and he was looking for someone to attack him.
Suddenly, a red light flashed.
The red light disappeared in a flash, but there was a line of blood on the old man's throat.
"Ho ho..."
The old man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but failed to make a sound, and fell to the ground with a look of unwillingness.
As soon as he died, the cultivator Qi, who had the upper hand, suddenly lost his fighting spirit, and the cultivators from the alliance became more energetic and began to fight back.
Chen Lin's figure appeared, and when he pointed at the Qinglong Sword, he heard a dragon roar. The sword's light rushed into the Qi-training monks of the Qishen Sect like a rainbow, and with one twist, he took away the lives of more than a dozen people. !
The remaining people scattered like birds and beasts, and were all killed by the alliance monks in an instant.
(End of this chapter)