The fat monk looked at Zhao Lin's hiding place and looked around, fearing that more than one person would come.
At this moment, Yinhun used illusion magic.
Two monks suddenly appeared in the fat monk's sight, less than twenty feet apart, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
There are no foundation-building monks in the Yinfeng Realm. If these two people can appear silently next to them, their cultivation level must be no less than his own.
What frightened him even more was that both monks were holding flying swords with cold light in their hands!
There are still two sword cultivators!
The fat monk's heart was beating fast, and the hairs all over his body were standing on end. He didn't bother to observe the cultivation of the two men, and immediately stepped away.
"Two fellow Taoists, if you have anything to say..."
The two sword cultivators didn't say anything. They raised their hands and threw the flying swords, and two cold rays of light came straight towards them.
The fat monk quickly took out the deer antler blade and faced one of the flying swords. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula with his hand and cast a wooden defense spell: Fence Technique!
The spiritual energy of the wood element condensed and turned into countless tough ink bamboos in an instant, densely packed, crisscrossed and overlapping.
The bamboo bushes were arranged in four consecutive layers from the inside to the outside, covering the fat monk like a cage.
Facing the two sword cultivators, he did not dare to spare any effort, and spent all his energy on controlling magic weapons and defensive spells.
The Thorn Technique that besieged Wei Shi lost its magic power and began to shrink and dissipate.
Wei Shi was still unaware, still staring blankly at the fat monk and the two sword cultivators, wondering in his heart: "Who are these two people? Why haven't I seen them before?"
"Brother Wei, come here quickly!"
Zhao Lin came out of the darkness and sent a message to remind.
When Wei Shi turned around and saw Zhao Lin, he immediately reacted and ran over.
"You are looking for death, how dare you lie to me!"
The fat monk released the magic weapon, but he did not hear the expected sound of metal collision. The flying sword that struck him disappeared as soon as it hit the bamboo bush.
Realizing that something was wrong, he used his Qi-gazing technique to see that the two sword cultivators turned out to be illusions. He knew that he had been fooled and couldn't help but become furious.
When he saw Zhao Lin on the hillside, he understood everything.
"Oh it's you!"
The fat monk was furious, but he was still very cautious. He scanned the area with his spiritual consciousness and made sure that no one else was present before removing the fence technique.
But because of this delay, Wei Shi had already run to Zhao Lin.
"Okay, I'll take care of you too!"
The fat monk was so angry that he spun the antler blade in the air and shot it straight at Zhao Lin.
When one has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, his spiritual consciousness can reach ninety feet, and everything within this radius is within his attack range.
This is the advantage of high-level monks. Zhao Lin can only be beaten passively, and his spells cannot reach the opponent at all.
Zhao Lin waved his hand to signal Wei Shi to step aside, while he stood still, his eyes fixed on the magic weapon that was shooting at him rapidly.
If you use the Rock Armor Technique, you can certainly defend against magic weapons, but if you have mastered the Rock Armor Technique to the first level, you can still only defend at a fixed location.
In other words, if you use the Rock Armor spell, you have to stand still. If you want to move, you can only withdraw the spell.
Facing a ninth-level Qi Refining monk, fighting in this way will inevitably consume his spiritual power quickly, putting him in a passive position.
The only option is to take a risk and use the iron ruler to knock Fabao away in order to get a chance to breathe.
The fat monk saw Zhao Lin's intention, smiled coldly, and controlled the magic weapon up and down, left and right, making it difficult to figure out its route.
The antler blade flew three feet away from Zhao Lin, suddenly circled outwards, then accelerated sharply, heading straight for Zhao Lin's left rib.
Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed, and he swung out the iron ruler with his horizontal arm, raised it again, drew an arc, and hit the antler blade hard with the mace.
Clang!
The two weapons collided with each other, making a harsh sound of metal clashing. The antler blade turned into a white light and flew high into the sky with a sharp trembling sound.
Zhao Lin was shocked and took two steps back. He felt numbness in his palms. Although the antler blade was not big, the force it produced was extremely amazing. The magic power of the ninth-level Qi Refining monk was indeed powerful.
"good!"
Wei Shi's eyes lit up and he praised it, thinking that he would also get a portable weapon in the future, so that he wouldn't have to use his body to resist the magic weapon every time.
The fat monk was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Lin was actually capable of knocking away his magic weapon.
Feeling frightened and angry, he immediately cast a magic technique on himself, recalled the magic weapon, and chased after the two of them.
"Walk!"
Zhao Lin gave a low shout, turned around and ran quickly.
Wei Shi knew that the time was urgent and immediately followed.
Although the fat monk was bulky and covered in fat, he was faster than a galloping horse after using the magic of magic.
However, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi are both martial arts practitioners and physical practitioners, so they can defeat magic with their physical bodies alone.
Seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther, the fat monk did not hesitate to pat the lock bag, took out a talisman from it, and slapped it with his palm.
"Wind Riding Talisman!"
Zhao Lin turned around and saw the movements of the fat monk, and immediately recognized the talisman used by the other party, and his heart sank.
As a disciple of the Spiritual Dao Academy, one of the lessons is to identify spells and talismans. Otherwise, during the fight, you would have to wait for other people's spells to take shape and then respond temporarily when they come over, which would be too late.
Moreover, Zhao Lin also seized two wind-riding charms from the bandit Xiusong Laosan, and recognized them at a glance.
"Haha, let's see where you run away!"
With the magic added to his body, the fat monk slowly rose into the air and shouted proudly.
The Wind Riding Technique consumes a lot of mana, and only monks at the ninth level of Qi Refining dare to waste it like this.
Zhao Lin frowned. The flying speed of riding on the wind is not very fast. If you are on flat ground, there is no need to worry at all.
But this is a mountainous area, and the road is rugged and undulating, requiring constant ups and downs. However, you can avoid all obstacles in the air, so it won't take long for you to be overtaken.
"what to do?"
Wei Shi asked while running. He was a physical practitioner and only knew a few auxiliary spells. He was helpless in this situation.
Zhao Lin raised his eyes and looked around, and saw a valley not far ahead. There were two mountain walls on the left and right, with only a path more than ten feet wide in the middle.
"See the valley ahead? Control the speed and wait for him there."
Wei Shi thought that Zhao Lin was preparing for a big fight, so he was heartbroken and said, "Okay, let's do it with him!"
The two deliberately showed that they were exhausted, slowed down slightly, and rushed into the gap between two mountains.
The fat monk passed over the two people's heads and landed thirty feet in front, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Let's see where you run now!"
Zhao Lin's cultivation level is at the third level of Qi refining, which is just out of range to attack him. As for his physical cultivation, there is no need to worry.
Seeing the fat monk withdrawing the Wind Riding Technique, Zhao Lin felt certain in his heart and made a secret to release a spell.
The spiritual energy gathered, and dozens of blue air balls flew out.
"Sky Trap Technique!"
The fat monk looked like a duck being strangled by the throat, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.
A martial artist at the third level of Qi Refining actually mastered such a difficult spell!
In the blink of an eye, the air mass rotated rapidly and turned into a huge cyclone.
Zhao Lin didn't hold back and directly pushed the mana to the top. He was worried that the fat monk still had the wind talisman, and the air mass he released would even be taken care of in the air.
Due to the thin spiritual energy of the Yin Wind Realm, the cyclone of the Sky Trapping Technique is smaller, but the power of the mastery level spell is still astonishing.
Zhao Lin and Wei Shi turned around and ran away. Before leaving, Zhao Lin injected another spiritual power into the spell to make it last longer.
Got fooled again!
The fat monk's face was bruised and purple. In anger, he used a thorn technique to block the way of the two of them, and at the same time shot out the magic weapon in his hand.
"Buzz..."
As soon as the deer antler blade came into contact with the cyclone, it was instantly sucked into it. He finally broke free and was sucked into another cyclone.
The fat monk had no choice but to calm down and stir the antler blade in the cyclone, breaking several cyclones in succession.
But by the time he broke through the cyclonic formation of the Air Trapping Technique, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi had already rushed out of the thorn bush, and there was no trace of anyone anywhere.
"I swear I won't be a human unless I catch you two brats!"
The fat monk looked up to the sky and roared.
…
An hour later, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi got into a dense jungle.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao."
Wei Shi saluted solemnly, "If Brother Zhao Lin hadn't taken action in time, I would have suffered today."
Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. This guy hates both of us and will cause trouble for me sooner or later."
"Now is not the time to talk. Let's restore our spiritual power first."
"good!"
The two of them each took out their spirit stones and sat down cross-legged.
The trapping technique just now consumed 40% of Zhao Lin's spiritual power, and he must recover as soon as possible.
Spiritual power is the source of strength for monks. Only when you have food in your hands will you not panic in your heart.
After about half an hour, Zhao Lin and Wei Shi finished their work one after another.
"After the last Dharma assembly, I was not convinced. But today, when we meet, Brother Zhao is much better than me."
Wei Shi came over and said sincerely.
"Brother Wei, thank you very much."
Zhao Lin said modestly, deliberately changing the subject, "How are your injuries?"
Wei Shi said nonchalantly: "I am a physical practitioner, so a small injury is nothing."
Then he said bitterly: "This kind of person is the scum of the world of immortality. It is estimated that he has never been able to break through the foundation. There is something wrong with his heart. He enjoys bullying low-level monks. Sooner or later he will become a demon!"
Zhao Lin nodded, "If the sky is mad, there will be rain, and if people are mad, there will be disaster. There is no need to compete with such a mad dog."
After talking for a while, Wei Shi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother Zhao, what happened to the two sword cultivators who suddenly appeared just now?"
"It's an illusion."
Zhao Lin looked around and thought that Yinhun was quite authentic. Before leaving, he cast an illusion spell as promised and did himself a big favor.
"I guess it's also an illusion..."
Wei Shi nodded, and then asked doubtfully: "How can Brother Zhao know illusion? Does your Spiritual Dao Academy still teach this?"
"actually……"
Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to explain it.
Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden rustling in the forest.
Zhao Lin and Wei Shi turned their heads together and saw in the dim light, a ghost with tentacles seven feet long and an umbrella cover more than ten feet wide floating over.
"Li sting?"
"Ghost!"
Zhao Lin and Wei Shi said simultaneously.
Wei Shi stood up in a hurry, clenched his fists, and was about to rush forward and start fighting.
Zhao Lin quickly stopped him, "Brother Wei, don't do anything. I know this ghost..."
"What?"
Wei Shi looked stunned, thinking he heard wrongly.
"Li Zhi, why are you back?"
Zhao Lin waved his hand, feeling strange in his heart. This ghost finally had a chance to escape and came back to look for him. Could it be that he really regarded himself as a human being?
"Let me see how you are doing. That person just now was very powerful."
Li Zhi answered naturally.
Wei Shi was so shocked that his jaw dropped when he heard that Yin Hun was speaking human words. He looked at Yin Hun and then at Zhao Lin. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Brother Wei, didn't you just ask where the illusion came from? It was created by it, and it's called Li Zhi."
Zhao Lin introduced.
Wei Shi was stunned for a long time, put down his fist, and habitually cupped his hands towards Yinhun and said, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome."
Li Zhi raised ten tentacles, crossed them into palms, and returned the gesture.
Wei Shi's mouth twitched and he turned to look at Zhao Lin.
"This is how it is. On the first day I came to the Yinfeng Realm, I met a Yinhun..."
Zhao Lin briefly explained the matter.
"So that's it."
After hearing this, Wei Shi found it strange, but he didn't ask any more questions, but asked, "Brother Zhao, what should we do next? That mad dog must be looking for us everywhere."
Zhao Lin thought for a while and said: "The monks at the ninth level of Qi Refining must have many tracking methods. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."
Neither Wei Shi nor Li Zhi had any objections, and the "three people" walked out of the forest together.
Just as he was about to step out of the woods, Zhao Lin suddenly heard a rushing sound above his head, as if something was flying quickly through the air.
"Wait a minute."
Zhao Lin raised his hand to signal Wei Shi and Li Zheng not to move. He took two steps forward and looked up at the sky through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
I saw a gray-white talisman, circling back and forth in the sky dozens of feet high.
"Brother Zhao, how are you? What's outside?"
Seeing Zhao Lin's gloomy face, Wei Shi asked in a low voice.
"Patrol charm."
"I'm afraid this guy is crazy."
When Wei Shi heard this, his face turned ugly.
The patrol talisman is similar to the wild goose talisman, which contains a jade slip with true meaning, which can record the sounds and sights along the way.
The difference is: there is a mark of the monk's spiritual consciousness on the patrol talisman, and the talisman will be returned to the monk before the spiritual energy is exhausted.
The monks can check everything they observe from the true meaning jade slips, which are mainly used for reconnaissance and patrolling.
The price of the patrol talisman is comparable to that of the wild goose talisman, and one talisman costs more than one thousand yuan in spiritual coins.
The fat monk spent so much money just to catch these two people, and his sanity could no longer be described as that of a normal person.
Wei Shi hesitated for a moment, then suggested: "How about we go back, it's okay if we don't do this task, we don't want to be like this mad dog."
Zhao Lin glanced at the stars in the sky, shook his head and said, "It's just past noon now. We won't be able to get back to Zhongyin Mountain before You hour, and it won't be until tomorrow at the earliest."
Wei Shi asked again: "How about we hide here all the time?"
Zhao Lin still shook his head, "I'm afraid not. We were just on our way, so we would leave some traces."
"Originally, it would take a long time to search for traces, but with the help of the patrol talisman, he should find it here soon."
"It's safest to just keep going."
Wei Shi thought it right and immediately agreed.
Li Zhi had been listening to the conversation between the two quietly, and suddenly said: "There is someone coming five hundred feet outside the woods." (End of Chapter)
