After leaving the pub, Chen Lin returned to his residence and began to sort out the information from the proprietress.
The other party did not elaborate on why this person went to the ancient ruins and how he got out. He just said that it looked no different from a normal country, but everyone inside was extremely dangerous.
Everyone is still alive, but has become a product of the rules. Even if I am just a child, within the scope of the rules, I am very powerful.
The most crucial thing is that because the rules inside the ruins are different from those in the outside world, the strength of the monks is severely suppressed. After a long time, those who enter will unknowingly integrate into it and become a part of it.
This is a demonic scene that is not in the demonic world!
The more he learned, the more Chen Lin feared this relic. He decided to hire an old cultivator to explore it first, at least to confirm whether Luo Qinglan was inside, and then decide whether to enter.
He looked at the dragon fish cup in his hand, shook his head and put it away.
If it's really as the boss lady said, even if we hire more veterans to explore, I'm afraid there won't be much hope.
Three days later.
Chen Lin received a message from the female manager of Ruyi Pavilion, saying that everyone had arrived.
He immediately got up and went there.
"Senior, this time there are a total of twenty late Qi training cultivators and eight foundation building cultivators to take on this mission. If they are not enough, we can continue to recruit."
The female shopkeeper is the manager of the Blood Knife Sect, and the people she is looking for are all from the Blood Knife Sect.
The Blood Knife Sect practices techniques related to blood. Even when they are old, each of them carries a bloody aura.
This cheered up Chen Lin. He thought it was the right decision to ask the other party for help in introducing candidates. These disciples of Blood Knife Sect were obviously experienced in practical combat and might be able to bring him a glimmer of hope.
"Senior." The female shopkeeper continued, "These eight foundation-building cultivators all have their own specialties. One of them has a special physique, and another has a natural ability. They all meet your requirements."
"oh?"
Chen Lin looked surprised.
A special physique is nothing. This thing is mixed, some are good and some are bad. The good ones are extremely powerful, while the bad ones are of no help to cultivation and may even be harmful.
However, talents and abilities are very rare, and each one is extraordinary. All those he has met since he traveled through time are outstanding talents, much stronger than the cultivators of the same period.
Such a chosen one should not be unable to make the Seven Star Pill, and any sect that has such a disciple will do its best to cultivate him, and there should be no need to use such a method to obtain the Seven Star Pill.
"Who are they? What are their physiques and talents? Tell me about them."
Chen Lin looked at the eight foundation-building people, five men and three women. Most of them were very old, and only two looked younger.
The female shopkeeper nodded immediately, and then said to two of the eight foundation-building cultivators: "You two should introduce yourselves to Senior Chen!"
Unexpectedly, these two people were not the young ones, but two old people, a man and a woman.
The two looked at each other, and the old woman took a step forward.
She bowed and said, "My name is Zhou Rong. I have a Yin-transforming physique, which is beneficial to practicing Yin-attributed techniques. However, my Yin-transforming physique is not obvious, so it was not discovered since I was a child. It was only after I opened my spirit through the Blood Spirit Ritual of our sect that it was stimulated. But it was too late. The Blood Spirit Technique of our sect is Yang-oriented, which conflicts with my Yin-transforming physique. As a result, my training speed is much slower than that of normal cultivators."
Chen Lin was also deeply moved when he heard this.
The Yin Ling physique is a superior physique and is rare. The other party should have been a favorite of God, but turned out to be like this. No wonder he looks so depressed.
If it were someone with poor psychological endurance, they might have collapsed directly, but the other party was able to build a foundation, which showed that he had a strong will.
But he just sighed.
In this vast world, everyone has his own destiny. Although he has the talent to change his destiny, he does not have the ability to change the destiny of others, nor can he help everyone.
Putting aside his thoughts, Chen Lin looked at another skinny old man.
The old man immediately stepped forward and said, "Senior, I am Zhou Shiwu, and I have a strange innate ability. I have never seen a being of the same type. I call it Huafan."
"How?"
Chen Lin raised his eyebrows and asked.
The old man smiled bitterly and continued, "It can transform spiritual objects into mortal objects, and its ability is not strong. Currently, it can only erase the spirituality of items at the primary level of magic tools."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other monks showed expressions of pity, obviously knowing the old man's situation.
There are only one person with gifted abilities in ten thousand. When one is finally chosen by God, he or she only has useless abilities that are rarely seen in a thousand years. This is more painful than having no abilities at all.
If it can turn mortal things into spirits, then it is a magical skill, but if it can turn spiritual things into mortals, I really don’t know what the use is.
Chen Lin looked thoughtful.
He himself has innate abilities, and he knows very well that there is a huge difference between innate abilities and special physiques, because innate abilities can be advanced!
Even though it is useless now, if other abilities are extended after advancement, it may explode. It is for this reason that he spared no expense to help Yang Zishi implant spiritual roots and make him a cultivator.
But advancement is very difficult.
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Lin glanced at the female shopkeeper, then looked at Zhou Shiwu, and asked, "What is your position in the sect, and how far have you practiced the Blood Spirit Divine Art?"
The situation in the Blood Knife Sect is different from that of ordinary sects. Disciples will undergo a spiritual awakening ceremony to awaken their spirits, causing essential changes in their bodies, which is extremely consistent with the Blood Spirit Divine Art inherited by the sect. They make rapid progress, whether building the foundation or forming the elixir, more than twice as fast as those with the same spiritual roots.
But the disadvantages are also great.
Once the spirit is awakened, one can only practice the Blood Spirit Divine Art and cannot switch to other techniques. This is why the old woman with Yin constitution is depressed.
The old cultivator didn't know why Chen Lin asked this, but he intuitively felt that something would happen that would change his life.
He immediately said, "Reporting to the senior, I have not awakened my spirit because I have not entered the sect. I am a disciple of a family affiliated with the sect. My ancestor was a Yuanying elder of the sect who died thirty years ago. Now, the head of my Zhou family is a Jindan perfect cultivator."
Chen Lin glanced at the other person.
As expected, the old man is very shrewd and cunning. I just asked casually, but the other party was sensitive about it and almost told me all his family assets.
But he really wanted to keep the other person by his side.
He firmly believed that there was no such thing as wasted talent, only untapped methods of use.
After thinking about it, Chen Lin called the female shopkeeper aside.
"Manager Zheng, if I want to recruit Zhou Shiwu as my subordinate, will the Blood Blade Sect have any objections?"
Although the other party is not an entry-level disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, he is under the sect's jurisdiction after all. If one wants to recruit him, one still has to ask clearly.
The female shopkeeper was very surprised and asked, "Senior, have you noticed something unusual? Zhou Shiwu is only in the middle stage of foundation building now, and his life span is only a dozen years. He has no value in training. Could it be that his innate ability is useful to you, senior?"
Chen Lin shook his head and said, "It's useless, but I have a strong interest in talents and abilities, so I just want to study it."
The female shopkeeper's face changed when she heard this.
When the word "research" appeared in the monk's mouth, it meant a lot of things. Many unbearable scenes appeared in her mind.
But for those who are nearing the end of their life span, it is nothing, and entering the ruins of an ancient country is also a life-threatening situation.
So she said bluntly: "Zhou Shiwu is not a disciple of the sect, so he can stay or leave as he pleases. Senior, you don't have to worry about the sect. As long as he is willing, you can at most ask for the other family's opinion."
Chen Lin nodded in satisfaction, took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to the other party, "Thank you very much, Manager Zheng. You have been in trouble these days. This bottle of medicine is just right for you. It is a small token of my appreciation."
The female shopkeeper's eyes lit up, she took the bottle of pills and bowed.
"Thank you for the elixir!"
The help from a Divine Transformation cultivator certainly couldn't be too shabby, so she thanked him without even looking at him.
Chen Lin waved his hand and said nothing more.
After returning to the old cultivators, Chen Lin explained the mission content, and then said: "No matter whether they live or die, Qi training cultivators can get two foundation building pills, and foundation building cultivators can get a three-pattern seven-star pill. If they die, the reward will be given to the designated heir. If they can come out alive, the reward will be doubled. If they can find out the information I have given them, the reward will be doubled again!"
Rewards must be progressive in order to motivate people.
Then, Chen Lin looked at everyone and saw that no one raised any objections. He said, "If you have any objections, please raise them quickly. If there are no objections, then let's sign the spiritual contract!"
No one spoke, and everyone signed the spiritual contract silently.
I was well prepared before coming here, so I won't regret it at the last minute.
"Very good. As long as everyone works hard, rewards are not a problem. Let's go outside the city first. Then I will personally send you to the edge of the ruins. I will also explain the mission content and precautions in detail along the way!"
After another encouragement, Chen Lin separated from the female shopkeeper, brought his men to the outside of the city gate, and guided the spirit boat towards the ruins of the ancient country.
There are several dangerous places in the middle, but they are not too dangerous for a Jindan cultivator. With him and Xiaocao here, there is no need to worry.
The spirit boat moved forward steadily. Chen Lin handed the control to Fat Tiger, and then called Zhou Shiwu to the bow.
After casting a shielding spell, he looked at the other party and asked directly: "Are you willing to follow me?"
Zhou Shiwu replied immediately and excitedly without saying anything: "Junior is willing!"
Chen Lin nodded slightly.
No one can resist the temptation to live. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, one must strive for it with all one's strength. The other party's behavior is very normal.
"Okay, then you don't have to participate in this operation. Later, you and I will sign a soul contract. You will be my subordinate and stay by my side. I will provide you with sufficient resources. If you can form a pill, I will accept you as my disciple."
That's all he had to say for now. He would have to do more research on the other party's character and personality, as well as whether he had any troubles, etc. He couldn't just believe what the Ruyi Pavilion owner said.
After all, they are people around us, and it is not safe enough to just restrict them by a contract.
"Yes, I will follow your instructions!"
Zhou Shiwu had already realized this and had no resistance to signing the soul contract. He was even a little surprised that Chen Lin promised to accept him as his disciple.
Disciples and subordinates are different in terms of status and the resources they enjoy.
"Who is it?"
While communicating with Zhou Shiwu, Chen Lin's face darkened, and then his body exploded and rushed out of the shield of the spirit boat!