Unexpectedly, as soon as his body reached mid-air, Wen Ming let out a short cry of pain, and then his upward strength was exhausted and he began to fall.
The rising flames illuminated the tower as if it were daytime. Wei Lin squinted his eyes. The blazing flames were filled with intertwined silk arrays. Under the burning of the flames, the thin silk threads faded away from their original gray-white color and turned red.
His heart shrank, it was the silk of a flower-backed eight-eyed spider!
This kind of spider silk is thin and hard. When they entered Canye Pavilion for the trial, they were almost tied into blood tofu by the third-level flower-backed eight-eyed spider's spider silk. As the flower-backed eight-eyed spider's cultivation improved, the spider's spit Spider silk will also become thinner and stronger.
The fineness of the spider silk in the observation tower is at least that of a seventh- or eighth-level flower-backed eight-eyed spider.
Wei Lin made a quick decision, picked up Yue Yi and threw it to the crack of the door: "Go and guard outside, don't let the monks from Yuan'an Temple come over!"
After a pause, he added another instruction: "Unless there is a critical moment, try not to harm mortal lives."
After saying that, he stepped heavily on the tower wall and pulled out the Moli Sword from the wall. At the same time, he used this force to temporarily break away from the control of the Heavy Earth Technique. He stepped on the tower wall and rose sharply. After catching the falling Wen Ming, Mo Li's sword inserted into the tower wall again.
Wen Ming fell from the spider silk array, and his body was almost cut into pieces. Because the spider silk was extremely thin, the wounds caused were extremely small, and the wounds were still bonded. The middle-grade earth-level robe on his body protected him. He touched the key parts and gave him a breath.
Wei Lin stood on Mo Li's sword, gave him a rejuvenation pill, and sealed his main meridians to stop the bleeding.
Wen Ming cannot move at will, let alone continue to explore the pagoda and pick up Buddha relics, even if he makes any big movements.
Wei Lin decisively took him out of the tower, placed him on the ground, and told Yue Yi to protect him while he returned to the tower.
The fire in the middle of the Yanming Pagoda is as bright as day. The monks on night watch in the temple will soon find out that they must fight quickly!
After getting out of the heavy soil in the same way, he walked quickly on the tower wall. When he approached the silk array, he swung out the Moli sword in his hand, ding ding ding, and the flower-backed eight-eyed spider silk, which was so hard that it could easily cut through the monk's flesh and bones, fell under the Moli sword. He broke off.
After cutting out a comrade that could allow him to pass through, he continued to tap his toes on the tower wall and quickly passed through the fire layer to reach the top partition.
He waved the long sword in his hand, and after a few blows, a big hole was cut out in the partition. He jumped up from the hole to the partition with a slight jump.
A long sword was wrapped in sword energy and forced towards his throat. Wei Lin subconsciously used Jinghong Footwork, which was able to avoid the fatal sword energy, but there was still a trace of bright red on his neck.
After pulling away, he raised his eyes and saw a male cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment in white clothes standing in front of him holding a sword. His eyebrows were cold and stern. His sword was surrounded by spiritual power, and he was obviously able to use spiritual power.
"Humph! I didn't expect someone to come to die again! Over the years, you are -"
Regardless of being surprised, before he could finish his words, Wei Lin stepped forward with his sword, and Mo Li's sword struck straight at him.
Disdain flashed in the man's eyes. Here, he was the only one who could use spiritual power. Even if Lord Nascent Soul came, he would still be an ant in front of him, vulnerable.
With a slight stroke of the long sword, he didn't bother to use all his strength. He could force the opponent to give up just by relying on the sharp sword energy on the sword.
Over the years, the number of people who have broken through the barriers below and come here, although few, is not unavailable. Sacred objects such as Buddha relics are more tempting to those monks in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. The test of inner demons during the birth of a baby is the Golden Elixir Tong. One of the major obstacles to the Nascent Soul is that many Jindan monks are stuck in this part.
Speaking of which, this is the first time in these years that a Foundation Establishment Stage monk has come here, but it doesn't matter. He has killed so many Jindan Daoist and Nascent Soul Lords, so one more Foundation Establishment stage is nothing to worry about.
Thinking of this, the disdain in his eyes became even greater, and his movements were casual, as lazily as swatting mosquitoes, and he said coldly: "Huh, if you can die by my sword like all the Jindan Nascent Souls, you are considered your kid. of glory."
Wei Lin held the sword and moved forward steadily, with a wooden sign in his left hand blocking the vital part of his heart.
Seeing him coming up to him, the male cultivator was a little surprised and said, "Crazy."
Li Qiye pierced his heart without stopping at all, and the sword energy from the opponent's sword was also cutting violently on Wei Lin. He still refused to dodge, flipping his wrist, and before the opponent could react, he used lightning to cover his ears. The force crushed his heart.
There was a trace of bright red blood on the corner of the male cultivator's mouth. He tilted his head and slowly fell to the ground. As the master fell, the sword energy disappeared and the sword fell to the ground.
Wei Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the Buddha relic beside him. The round yellow beads were crystal clear and radiant, with a bit of gold inside that was even more radiant. He stretched out his hand to take it, but paused. , bent down and turned over a formation card on the dead male cultivator.
This is the reason why he can use his spiritual power in the Forbidden Spirit Array. He dripped his own blood into it, and after recognizing the master, his spiritual power was restored. His spiritual power wrapped the Buddha relics and put them into the jade box, and quickly collected the stored items on the male cultivator. After taking off the bag, he turned around and jumped down.
With his spiritual power and Li Moli around, the two formations below were no longer a threat to him.
He suddenly remembered Yunli's words, cannon fodder died from talking too much. Although he didn't know what cannon fodder was, it unexpectedly suited the monk stationed there.
After leaving the Yanming Tower, the lights outside were already bright. A group of monks forced Yue Jie to retreat step by step. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and with a move of his finger, the fingertips were covered with white mist, and the spiritual pet mist appeared with a buzzing sound.
At this time, the door behind opened. Wei Lin picked up the unconscious Wen Ming. Green vines wrapped around Yue Yi's waist and pulled him onto the flying sword. The sword passed over the heads of the monks.
"No! Buddha's relic! He took the Buddha's relic!"
Seeing him coming out with his sword, an old monk wearing a Zen crown, white eyebrows and long beard looked anxious and shouted.
As the abbot of the temple, he clearly knew that there was a monk stationed in Yanming Pagoda, and he also knew that the monk was able to use spiritual power because of the array cards. Now that someone came out with a sword, the result was self-evident.
However, facing the monks who had recovered their spiritual power, no matter how high their martial arts skills were, they were useless and they could only watch them fly away.
After leaving Yuan'an Temple, Wei Lin stopped on a high peak. Wen Ming's injury needed to recover for a while, otherwise, even if he was lucky enough to survive, it would affect the foundation behind him.
In addition, he couldn't hold on to the poison on the door and the sword energy of the male cultivators stationed behind him. Not to mention Yue Yi, who was afraid of death. As soon as he left the Yuan'an Temple, he recovered his spiritual power and immediately put it under his The flying sword uses energy and poison, making people want to kick him down.
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The sky is dimly bright, and the fish belly is white in the east.
On the small wooden peak, the quiet courtyard was quiet. Next to the two side-by-side bamboo huts, there was an additional small wooden hut that was incompatible with the courtyard.
The gentle sound of opening the door broke the tranquility. As the door opened, a bewildered girl in green clothes walked out. She tilted her head and closed her eyes as she staggered open the bamboo house on the left.
She shook her head, and after she regained consciousness, she took out a bowl from her storage bag and waved to the basket containing the spiritual rice with her right hand, and crystal clear spiritual rice flew into her bowl.
After a while, Yunli woke up completely and felt something was wrong with the weight in her hands. She lowered her head and saw that there was only a shallow layer of rice on the bottom of the bowl. Then she looked at the spiritual fruits and vegetables next to her. There were only a few pieces left at the bottom of the empty basket. A vegetable leaf and three ounces of fruit stems.
She lowered her head and looked at the spiritual rice at the bottom of the bowl. This amount was definitely not enough, so she had no choice but to take out her own medium-grade spiritual rice and make do with it.
At noon, Yunli stopped practicing transforming leaves and had to go to the deacon hall to get food.
I took a look at the little black chicken sleeping soundly with its neck hidden in its wings. Well, I have to take it with me.
"Xiao Hei, get up and go out."
The little black chicken opened his eyes in a daze and looked up at her blankly. Yunli was speechless. He ate and slept, and slept and ate. No wonder he gained weight in just one month.
She got up and walked down the mountain. The little black chicken waddled behind her. Yunli glanced at it. This listless look was unacceptable.
All the way to immortality
