Chapter 311 Assassination
This is normal.
After all, this is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
No matter where you are, this is something people look up to.
What's more, these are two monks in the Nascent Soul stage.
What made Lin Mo's expression change slightly was the young Taoist priest wearing a crane shirt!
He is extremely young, but he is quite similar to the master Miaohe who hunted him back then.
Obviously this man has been reborn.
His appearance did not change, so he was not too surprised.
There is nothing strange about Lin Mo. Secret techniques for permanently changing the appearance and figure are common in the world of immortality.
Moreover, usually monks who take their bodies and are reborn will subconsciously adjust back to their original appearance.
On the one hand, people discovered the matter of seizing the body.
Although seizing a body is not forbidden among high-level monks, spreading the news will have some impact on reputation.
Although this Miao He's appearance is similar to before, he is much younger.
Looking at it like this, it’s obvious that it has the effect of fixing the appearance.
Along with several bright purple lights flashed through the pitch black night.
Lin Mo's face remained as usual, his body swayed, and he disappeared in an instant and settled in place.
When the figure reappeared, it was already outside the Sixth Company Hall.
Not far away, Master Miaohe and another monk in yellow robes kept looking at Lin Mo.
Obviously he was quite curious about Lin Mo's dress.
Especially Lin Mo's powerful strength.
Despite this, the two of them didn’t think much about it, and led several monks in the alchemy stage behind them.
Walking towards the city center.
It seems that we are just passing by the Liuliandian shop.
At the same time, the real Miaohe and the old man in yellow robe not far away moved their lips slightly, but did not make any sound.
Apparently they were talking about something using the technique of sound transmission.
Of course these voices were not hidden from Lin Mo.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Master Miaohe who was leaving in the distance, smiled and shook his head.
Suddenly, a majestic attic appeared in front of us.
Without any delay, Lin Mo entered these attics and exchanged some magic materials that he did not need into spiritual stones one by one.
For Lin Mo, the best way to improve his strength now is to use a large number of spirit stones.
When Lin Mo walked out of the fifth store with satisfaction, he had collected magic weapons, high treasures, and more than a hundred high-level stones in exchange for some precious materials.
But as soon as he came out, there were many unidentified decisive investigators around. Although everyone acted as if nothing had happened, there was something strange in their eyes.
Lin Mo sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, and walked out of the room arrogantly along the road. Finally walked out of Shicheng.
Most of the monks followed Lin Mo out of the city gate in seclusion, but soon began to look at each other in confusion.
Later, he said: "I am your master, I am your master."
The monks naturally fell into chaos.
They saw Lin Mo frequently going in and out of many stores, and being sent away respectfully by the shopkeepers every time, and they were following him in their hearts.
Although Lin Mozhang’s old man is a decisive late-stage rhetorician, these people will not really stand by and watch the temptation of big interests. There were even people who had discussed joining forces beforehand.
After Lin Mo's mysterious disappearance, several monks were dumbfounded and searched nearby for a while without any results, so they returned to Shicheng gloomily.
Not long after they left, high in the sky where Lin Mo disappeared, blue light flickered, and a figure appeared vaguely. Soon, the light converged from the body and the shadow solidified. Surprisingly, Lin Mo returned to his original face.
Ren Mo looked at Shi Cheng with a smile on his lips.
If he had no other plans, he didn't want to know of its existence before then. He will never let go of the monks who follow him.
It is a blessing that they failed to see through Lin Mo's concealment skills. But these decisive investigators will not shy away from annihilation.
Lin Mo looked around in the sky, determined a direction, and turned into a blue light.
After a while, green light fell on the flat land between the two mountains surrounding the village.
Not only are the birds chirping and the flowers smell strange, there are also some dense mountain fogs that linger together.
Lin looked around and nodded slightly.
When you raise your hand, a colorful flag rises and emits ten rays of light, which disappear around one after another, and even the shadow cannot be seen.
The white mist rises from the ground and merges with the water mist on the mountain plains, and can no longer be separated.
Clouds are buried in fog.
Lay down the hidden Buddhist linmo, and slap a certain spirit cloud beast pocket on your waist in the fog. "Park Jonghwa, Imjin Japanese Rebellion"
As soon as the buzzing sound sounded, thousands of gold-eating bugs came out of the pocket like a swarm of bees, forming a golden cloud and floating around.
Lin Mo sat cross-legged and murmured quietly to himself. The body glows with green light.
With a "dong" sound, the insect cloud turned into golden flowers and flew in all directions.
Almost at the same time, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes flickered strangely at first, and then darkened strangely.
This is a "great expansion technique" performed by Lin Mo when he fell into the Devil's Valley.
This is a magical power that he only realized with the help of Dayan Jue.
It can evolve most of its spiritual consciousness into thousands of pieces. A brief stay on Kim Tan Chung is like having thousands of extra eyes and ears in an hour.
This new type of Huatian Stele Technique is similar to the divine memory technique that Lin Mo used to implement.
One is to divide the knowledge of many gods into many small gods at once. Through exploration, things that gods cannot do must be completed under the command of gods and cannot exceed a certain range. Otherwise God can recycle it on his own.
The other method is to attach the clone to the spiritual object, and the clone can direct the spiritual object to work flexibly according to the previous orders. The original god does not interfere, and can even directly command the sacrificial spirit insects or beasts to attack the enemy. To a certain extent, there are the same subtleties as incarnation.
And if time is not enough, no matter how far away you are from the perpetrator.
The one who is God, it is difficult to use if it is inconvenient for Hwacheon God, and it feels like useless. The art of entrusting spiritual objects was a great minister skill that even the monks in the late Yuanying period had barely mastered. It was unmatched by its contemporaries.
Now all the gold bugs just flew up from the white mist, some dug into the ground, some flew into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Lin Mo, who was sitting on the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his face cold and dazed.
The sun fell from the sky, and at night, the whole island fell into darkness.
But the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white thread flew back from a distance. After circling, it turned into a snow-white needle and fell into his hand. At this time, he slowly said:
“I don’t know, it seems to be some kind of spiritual insect, I don’t know whether it is wild or domesticated. But this insect was not pierced by my ‘White Mourning Needle’, and it was still alive. It's really hard. Go and pick up the corpse of this insect, and I'll see what kind of spiritual insect it is."
The last sentence was when the man turned around and ordered to the two monks behind him.
Immediately, the two people behind him respectfully agreed, turning into two rays of light and shooting straight into the dark underground in the distance, looking for the killed golden spirit insect. But after a full cup of tea, the two men flew back depressed.
“To report to the sect master, the spirit insect seems not to be dead, and its body has not been found over there!”
One person replied with some anxiety.
“What?”
The monk's eyes widened and he looked very shocked. He couldn't help but said: "How could he not be dead? Do you think my white mourning needle is an embroidery needle?"
"Kill a mere little bird. How could the spirit insect return without success?"
At this moment, Another monk wearing a cloak next to him suddenly showed a solemn expression and said:
"Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really fine, and I didn't find the body of that spirit insect!"
“It’s true, let me see it!”
The monk who released the fine needle treasure was suddenly startled, and hurriedly cast his consciousness to the distance, searching carefully.
At the same time.
The stone city is brightly lit.
The moonstones filled with spiritual power shine with dazzling brilliance.
The whole city will be illuminated extremely brightly.
In this way, it seems that it is pitch dark outside the stone city.
And in that darkness, the sea breeze kept whistling by, as if there were countless demons lurking in the darkness.
For monks, there is not much difference between night and day.
Even at night, you can use spiritual power to see clearly.
But in terms of distance, it is naturally far less than during the day.
But it's different in the alien sea.
Those sea beasts hide in the sea, plus some monster beasts who are good at secretive techniques.
Hide in the dark and attack by surprise.
Even an ordinary monk cannot release his spiritual thoughts all the time.
Therefore, countless monks die every year.
Far more than the number of demonic beasts that were officially hunted and killed.
So unless there is something urgent or a high-level monk with great self-control.
Otherwise, these monks will be on guard at night.
Therefore, all the monks who did not go to sea went back.
As for the stone city surrounded by mountains, eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a layer of light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city to prevent monsters from sneaking into the city for a sneak attack.
But on such a night, several men wearing cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.
The gatekeepers were a pill-forming and several foundation-building monks. The leader just opened his cloak slightly, revealing his true appearance. The guarding monks took one look and immediately hurriedly guarded the city. The restriction opened a crack and sent several people out of Shicheng.
As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into a few rays of light and disappeared into the dark night sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
A few people escaped very quickly, but no one spoke, they just hurried on.
But just before leaving Shicheng for more than a hundred miles, a soft "eh" sound suddenly came from a ray of light. After a pause, a slender white line shot out from the ray of light, and in a flash, He disappeared into the void behind him.
The other monks were startled, and couldn't help but stop escaping the light, and turned their heads to look back.
With a "Zhi" sound, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in the black sky in the far distance. The white line faintly hit something. After a weird hissing sound, a fist of golden light shot straight from a distance. Fall down.
“What is that?” Another monk said in surprise.
As a result, after a while, his face under the cloak became extremely ugly, and as expected, no trace of the golden spirit insect was found in that area.
Astonished, he moved his lips slightly and said a few words, and then another monk raised his hands without saying a word. One released a small green hammer, and the other raised his hand with countless slender white rays. Silk, the two treasures protected themselves within it in the blink of an eye.
"There seems to be someone following me. Stop making trouble and come out to meet me." The lion sprayed with white rain feet shouted loudly, and at the same time he glanced around easily with his eyes, and suddenly an astonishing aura burst out from his body.
It was quiet all around, there was no one in the darkness, it seemed empty.
The drunken monk suddenly became furious, snorted on the spot, made a decision with both hands, and used some magic to force the opponent into a desperate situation.
But at this moment, the buzzing from all directions became louder and louder, as if it was approaching quickly.
The monks suddenly felt chilled and opened their eyes wide.
After a while, a golden object appeared in the darkness, and the golden object was filled with golden beetles.
So the masked monk caused a commotion.
The two leaders were also quietly startled.
Especially, if you are a monk who has attacked the same spirit insect, you will know how difficult it is to attack such a spirit insect. But many spiritual insects suddenly appeared, and it was not easy to deal with them.
As a result, his face hidden under the cloak instantly became gloomy, and the believers kept scanning around in order to find the monks who had driven away these spiritual insects.
But no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find his reclusive whereabouts.
This made his heart sink!
In other words, the other party either has the secret to hide his whereabouts, or has magical powers based on it. Either way, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.
"You have forced us into a desperate situation. Please give me a reason. I am still unwilling to show up. Is my fellow Taoist a hidden person?"
The masked cultivator who presented the jade hammer Shi Ye scolded and at the same time shook the treasure in front of him, which suddenly glowed green.
Hey, it's easy to meet me. Almost there. Mr. Miao Xuedao, Lin is here for you, how can we not meet him. "The darkness suddenly became sarcastic, and a man's calm voice sounded all around at the same time.
Judging from the tone, the person seemed to be still far away.
" Surnamed Lin? Who is this fellow Taoist? When did Pindao offend you? "
In the man's voice, the masked monk trembled and tore off his disguise.
Revealing a young face, the face wearing Taoist uniforms clearly showed surprise. Look.
It was the Master Miaohe who took over the body!
At the same time.
The monk who was refining white silk on the side also tore off his cloak.
But it was the monk wearing a yellow robe who accompanied Master Miaohe during the day.
His face was gloomy, and his eyes were constantly looking at the darkness around him.
As for the monks behind him, they are naturally the disciples of these two Nascent Soul monks.
I just don’t know why these people left Biling Island in the dead of night and looked so sneaky.
Hearing Miaohe's question, only a burst of laughter from an unknown man could be heard from all directions, and then stopped without any intention of answering.
This made these people look at each other for a while!
"Fellow Taoist Miaohe, is this person your enemy?" The old man in yellow robe asked the Taoist priest with a frown.
(End of this chapter)