Immediately, the surrounding area became quiet.
"Where is Liu Fulin?" the old man shouted. After a long time, no one responded. He frowned and flew into the mountain with the two of them.
Liu Fulin was the middle-aged man who had been greedy before.
As for the three old men, they were the inner disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, and at the same time the outer deacons of the Soul Refining Sect.
Wang Lin's gaze flickered slightly. Except for the one who was always in the early stage of Yuan Ying, among the three, the other two were all in the late stage of Dan formation.
The three of them flew into the mountain, and after a while, the old man flew out alone with an ugly expression, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, but in this confusion, more shocked.
"You peripheral disciples, right here, no one is allowed to leave!" The old eyes flashed, he shouted, and then he patted the storage bag, and immediately took out a jade slip to sacrifice.
Yu simplified his work, and in a blink of an eye he flew into the inner gate of the Soul Refining Sect and disappeared.
Most of the peripheral disciples showed their colors, but some ignored the crowd and meditated cross-legged alone. Wang Lin was one of them.
He sat on the big branch with his knees on the side, breathing in his breath.
After the old jade slip. His eyes are piercing. Sweep through these peripheral disciples one by one.
He just entered the mountain with the two of them. I was immediately shocked. The spiritual veins of this entire mountain. Actually all abandoned. Especially after entering the depths of the spirit vein spar mine. Under a touch. Those spirit mines suddenly turned into scraps. Obviously it was caused by spiritual power being absorbed instantly.
This thing is weird. Since the founding of the Soul Refining Sect, he had never encountered such a phenomenon in the things he knew.
His gaze. Sweep down one by one. He didn't stay on Wang Lin. Swipe past. In his opinion. Wang Lin's cultivation base. It's just the late stage of foundation building. There is nothing to pay attention to.
After Wang Lin's primordial spirit recovers slightly, unless it is a monk in the transformation stage. Otherwise, one can see through the cultivation base.
not long time. The inner door of Soul Refining Sect. More than a dozen sword lights flew out quickly. In a blink of an eye, I came to Lao Jin to make a personal shadow. All of these people have a good eye. Among them, the Yuanying monk. There are actually five. other people. At least it is also the middle stage of the formation of alchemy.
There was also a middle-aged scribe. This person was wearing a black robe in his late Yuan Ying, and his body was filled with cold air, as if countless souls surrounded his body. Zhou immediately became cold after he walked out.
His eyes were electric, and he glanced at the mountain coldly and said, "Junior Brother, what happened to you when you heard the jade slip."
The old man immediately looked respectful and said: "Senior Brother, this mountain's spiritual vein was consumed in an instant and became a waste vein. I have something to do with these peripheral disciples!"
The middle-aged scribe flashed his eyes and shouted: "Seal the surroundings. Anyone, if there is any change, kill them!" After that, he glanced at the old one and said, "Junior, go up the mountain with me and meet the lord."
After finishing speaking, he moved and turned into a Changhong, and went straight to the inner door of the Soul Refining Sect.
Lao quickly followed behind, and the two entered the inner door in a blink of an eye.
Wang Lin looked as usual and his eyes were calm. He coldly glanced at the monk who was guarding him. At this moment, he shot and summoned the mosquitoes. He could escape from here in an instant, but, as a last resort, he really didn't want to give up this good practice. The place.
Although the primordial spirit has recovered, it has not been completely closed. After he tried, the Tianni beads still couldn't be taken out, and Wang Lin didn't act rashly when he pondered a little.
At this moment, the horizon was a little bright, and the first sun gradually raised his head, and the warmth enveloped the earth. The light dispelled the darkness. As the surroundings gradually became brighter, at this moment, from the inner gate of the Soul Refining Sect, the middle-aged scribe flew out.
Behind him, there were nine people who were all wearing red robes. They were of different ages, but they were similar in one thing. They were surrounded by a large number of evil spirits outside of the body. From a distance, When the sun dangled, bursts of purple and black gas dissipated, rising up like a demon flame.
"Everyone, divide them into ten, and accept the inspection!" The middle-aged scribes shouted with gloomy eyes.
The nine red-robed monks behind him slowly stepped forward. The nine of them cast spells at the same time, waving their sleeves, and suddenly several red spirits waved out, falling on thousands of peripheral disciples. All of the peripheral disciples suddenly, Immediately involuntarily was cut up, divided into ten parts.
Including the middle-aged scribes, ten people each presided over a copy, and one by one, the peripheral disciples were called in for inspection.
They didn't even need to ask questions. Every time the peripheral disciples stepped forward, they pressed a little with their right hand to the center of each other's eyebrows, and then changed after a few breaths.
Wang Lin was divided into the third part. His eyes were calm and there was no abnormal color. All of the nine people were in the middle stage of Yuan Ying. Now that Wang Lin has recovered his soul, he naturally does not pay attention to it.
Whenever a peripheral disciple is passed, he will relax his mouth. After a long time, the surrounding atmosphere is quite depressing.
At this moment, suddenly in the fourth team, a monk wearing a blue shirt moved, like a meteor, galloping backwards.
In the surroundings, the inner disciples of the Soul Refining Sect had been paying attention all the time, and when that person moved at this moment, the disciple in the middle stage immediately stepped forward, trying to stop him.
"Get away!" The cultivator in the green shirt yelled, slapped his right hand forward, and suddenly came out with a strong impact. The Dan Jie disciple snorted softly, and his body leaned aside involuntarily.
Without a word, the monk in Qingshan 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 his right hand.
"return!"
Suddenly, from above his five fingers, five black lights flew out immediately, rushing away like lightning, and almost caught up with the monk in the green shirt in the blink of an eye, and got into his body.
The green shirt monk snorted, his body softened, and he was grabbed by the red robe monk and pulled back directly from a distance, still on the open space in the middle.
After doing this, the red-robed monk didn't look at the person in the green shirt, but said flatly: "Next, come up."
Among the peripheral disciples, all of them are inwardly worried, especially those disciples who have intentions and ghosts and are mixed into them, and their complexions are immediately difficult to look at at this moment.
At this moment, the red-robed monk in charge of the eighth team flashed his eyes and glanced at the pale, even begging peripheral disciple under his fingers. With a fan on his right hand, the disciple immediately flew out and landed in the empty space in the middle. On the ground.
Gradually, there were more and more peripheral disciples above the open space, and there were already more than thirty.
"In the past, only disciples who obtained the qualifications to enter the inner gate in the Big Competition would use this method to distinguish. Today, you should feel honored to fall on you peripheral disciples." The red robe monk of the third team put his finger down. The outer disciples of, threw them into the open space, and said slowly.
Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but his heart was moved. This Soul Sect was also strange. There were so many purposeful people in the peripheral disciples. However, under the other party's search, he couldn't hide himself.
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 exposed to others. Although his cultivation level had not been fully recovered, the mystery of the restriction was not something that these Yuanying monks could see through.
In Wang Lin's opinion, this person is also interesting. His face is the cultivation base of the late stage of foundation building, but in fact, he has already reached the early stage of alchemy. However, there are many hidden cultivation bases among the peripheral disciples, and it is not too bad. Surprisingly.
"You, come up!" The red-robed monk in charge of the fifth team pointed at the brash man at one point.
The reckless man trembled and hurried forward.
The red robe monk tapped his right hand at the center of the man's eyebrows. After a short while, he glanced at this person and waved his hand.
The reckless man was relieved and walked aside. He did not dare to look at Wang Lin, standing there with surprise and suspicion in his heart. Just now, when he was a little older, he suddenly felt a cold inside his body, as if a chill had penetrated into his body. At that moment, his brain was blank, and at the same time, it seemed that there was an invisible big hand looking through his memory.
This feeling came quickly, and went quickly. Before he could react, the cold air flowed along the body and returned to the point where the opponent's finger was on the center of his eyebrows.
Not long, it was Wang Lin's turn.
The red-robed monk in charge of the third team, with his right hand on Wang Lin's eyebrows, after a short while, he said, "Next!"
Wang Lin looked as usual and walked aside.
At noon, thousands of peripheral disciples were inspected one by one. In the end, more than one hundred people were still in the open space in the middle of the inner circle.
"Can you find anything?" the middle-aged scribe, throwing the last person in the team in charge into the open space, asked.
"Except for these other purposeful people, I haven't found anything related to the events of last night." One of the red robe monks said coldly.
The others also shook their heads.
"You peripheral disciples, go to the mountain nearby to practice. Someone will arrange it for you." The middle-aged scribe groaned a little and ordered.
The peripheral disciples who passed the inspection left respectfully one after another and flew towards the other mountains around them.
As for the more than one hundred people in the open space, no one took a look, and no one cared about their consequences.
On a lower mountain nearby, Wang Lin was assigned to a cave mansion. He was sitting cross-legged in the cave mansion at the moment, his eyes flashing.
"The cultivation base has returned to the middle stage of the Nascent Infant. Although the effect of absorbing the spiritual veins is very good, it is too dangerous. If it is frequent, it is likely to draw out the cultivator of the gods or the infants and old monsters. It has attracted attention right now and cannot be tried, but just now When absorbing the spirit veins, it was discovered that there was actually one of the largest main veins in these surroundings, and what had been absorbed before was just a branch of the main vein.
This main line is located at the inner gate of the Soul Refining Sect. I must have arrived there. If I could find a chance to absorb Tuna, I would be able to restore my cultivation level in one fell swoop. At that time, even if it was discovered by someone, if a baby became an old monster, I would run away. The method, the big deal is to tear apart the seam and leave with a star compass. "Wang Lin pondered a little. He knew that this soul-refining sect was a sect of the fifth-level cultivation nation, and there must be infant change stage monks in it. Thinking of this, he already had an idea in his heart.