Chapter 3 Get the Iron Spirit!
The Immortal Ascension Conference, which takes place once every ten years, is in full swing.
And Han Li, who has the Order of Immortality, is obviously laughing secretly somewhere.
Having the Yellow Maple Valley Immortality Order, Han Li naturally does not need to waste time participating in the arena competition like others, and can directly enter the Yellow Maple Valley.
And you can also get a foundation-building pill that monks in the Qi training period are eager to get.
Lin Mo put on a black shirt today. After getting dressed, he opened the door.
“Come back!”
Lin Mo pointed with his right hand, and the puppet wolf lying in front of the door was instantly taken into the storage bag.
Compared with the refining of talismans, the production of puppets is much more complicated.
In addition to needing spiritual wood as the puppet's body, it also needs to make an energy core for it.
Generally, a low-grade spiritual stone can be used by an eighth-level puppet wolf to fight with half a cup of tea.
In addition, in order for the puppet wolf to cast spells, a restriction must be placed on it.
The disciple of Qianzhu Sect doesn’t have many books on him.
The restriction of only knowing one fireball technique.
Therefore, the puppet beast you made can also shoot fireballs.
The explosive puppet previously sold to Han Li.
It was developed by Lin Mo himself and is a one-time puppet.
The core restriction is unstable, as long as spiritual power is poured into it.
After five breaths, it will explode.
It is quite a good tool.
"Whoops!"
In the dark night, a sharp sound breaking through the air suddenly sounded in the distance.
Escape quickly towards the distance.
“Huh?”
Looking at the movement in the distance, Lin Mo let out a soft sigh.
Lin Mo was greedy for cheap. The small house he rented was close to the back mountain. It was deserted and no one would come here.
“Go there and have a look!”
Lin Mo became curious, jumped up and disappeared into the night.
"Haha! Brother Xiaoshan, don't run away!"
"Just wait for us to take your life!"
As Lin Mo approached, wisps of black light appeared on the face of Han Li who was guiding the way.
The steps were frivolous and he stopped and walked, obviously he was seriously poisoned.
Behind Wan Xiaoshan, there were two people, a man and a woman.
The two of them are not low in cultivation, reaching around the eighth level of Qi training.
A trace of green aura flashed across the man's right hand.
Obviously, the poison Wan Xiaoshan was exposed to was the result of Wu Jiuzhi's method
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo frowned slightly.
"There should be a mastermind behind the scenes, Taoist Qingwen, who hasn't appeared yet!"
Lin Mo gently touched the storage bag with his right hand.
Two elementary and intermediate-level ice stab spells are already in hand.
"Deal with these two first!"
Among the three, Taoist Qingwen is the strongest, having reached the ninth level of Qi training.
Although this Qingwen Taoist is usually righteous and awe-inspiring, he uses the excuse that the casual cultivators are weak and need to stick together to go further.
Monks like Wan Xiaoshan who are new to the world of immortality are often coaxed into joining the group.
Then he would suddenly attack and steal the magic weapon and spirit stone from his body.
It is really much more disgusting than the so-called demon cultivator.
"Crash!"
As the spiritual power poured into the body, two light yellow talismans were seen, and streams of cold mist instantly emerged.
Under the cold fog.
In an instant, it turned into ice thorns as long as arms.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
With the harsh sound of breaking through the air, the ice thorns instantly appeared behind the man and woman.
“Not good!”
Hu Pinggu reacted a little faster and quickly turned sideways.
That dense moment stabbed Wu Jiuzhi to his heart.
Although Hu Pinggu retreated first, half of her body was pierced by several pieces of ice.
“You!!!”
Hu Pinggu turned away and pointed at Lin Mo, her eyes full of disbelief.
“You’ve done too much killing and cheating, so you’re not afraid of capsizing in the gutter?” Lin Mo sneered, but stepped back.
Hu Pinggu was badly injured and had no chance of survival.
In this case, why should I waste my spiritual power on him?
As strands of blood continued to flow, Hu Pinggu's face turned pale.
After struggling for a while, he knelt down weakly.
Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked forward slowly, and picked up the storage bags of the two monks.
"No wonder these casual cultivators like to kill people and swindle goods, and gain so much in the blink of an eye."
"Buzz!"
Lin Mo's keen consciousness immediately noticed a strange noise coming from behind him, He quickly patted the storage bag on his waist.
"Whoosh!"
Three red lights flashed, and three puppet wolves fell in front of him instantly.
The three puppet wolves with the eighth level of Qi training were made by Lin Mo who spent a lot of energy and strength.
For this reason, Lin Mo didn't even have a magical weapon in his hand.
“It’s you!”
When he saw the face of the visitor clearly, Lin Mo’s face showed surprise.
“Han Li!”
The visitor was none other than Han Li, who had been deceived by him a few days ago.
“Brother Xiaoshan!”
Han Li looked at Wan Xiaoshan at Lin Mo’s feet and exclaimed.
"Brother Han, I was plotted by Taoist Qingwen!"
Wan Xiaoshan was dying and pointed weakly at Lin Mo: "Thanks to this senior brother for saving me!"
Hearing this, Han Li felt relieved and quickly stepped forward to Wan Xiaoshan.
“Here!”
A dark green pill was stuffed directly into Wan Xiaoshankou: “This is Qingling Powder, you will be fine after eating it!”
< br>Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the green elixir, and said lightly: "That elixir of yours is for mortals. It may be useful in dealing with common poisons!"
As he spoke, Lin Mo He directly opened the poison cultivator's storage bag.
A hissing sound.
A white porcelain bottle appeared in the hand.
"If my guess is correct, this should be the antidote!"
As he spoke, Lin Mo handed it to Han Li.
Seeing this, Han Li quickly opened the bottle cap, sniffed it gently, and took out a white elixir after not noticing anything unusual.
Stuffed into Wan Xiaoshan Pass.
I have to say, this elixir is really magical.
As soon as he finished his stomach, the black air on Wan Xiaoshan's face dissipated a lot.
People can also stand up tremblingly.
“Thank you, brother, for coming to the rescue!”
Wan Xiaoshan entered the world of immortality for the first time, and he was very innocent. He quickly raised his hands to Lin Mo and thanked him: "There is no way to repay a life-saving favor!"
While speaking, Wan Xiaoshan patted the storage bag on his waist.
Several red lights flashed.
Scattered to the ground.
“These are all my net worth, and I would like to thank my brother for your life-saving kindness!”
Hearing Wan Xiaoshan's sincere words, even Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed.
"No... no need!"
Lin Mo just wanted to wave, but his attention was attracted by an object.
It was a piece of jet black fine iron, and it should be an ordinary object.
But even Lin Mo, who practices Dayan Jue, cannot see through this item.
"This item?"
Lin Mo pointed at the fine iron-like item.
“This is the iron mother I got unexpectedly, it’s like being a brother...”
“I don’t know my brother’s name yet!”
Lin Mo Weiwei A smile: "Lin Mo!"
As Wan Xiaoshan put the "Iron Mother" into Lin Mo's hand, a crisp system prompt sounded.
"Ding Dong! Get an Iron Essence!"
"Iron Essence: The elixir fire of the monks in the elixir formation stage is condensed, which can increase the power and hardness of the magic weapon!"
(End of this chapter)