Lin Yan put Mo Xun's storage bag into the storage bag happily, and looked at the other people. .
Seeing Lin Yan glance over, Fang Rusu and Fulongshan looked at each other, smiled bitterly, pulled off the storage bag from his waist, and threw it to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan glanced at the results with his spiritual consciousness. He saw that there were many things and he put them away without counting them.
Mo Xun suddenly felt like he was on the receiving end of amnesty. He and Fang Rusu looked at each other at Fulongshan. With a slight struggle, he broke away from Dugu City's defense. His mind suddenly turned and his magic power fluctuated. With a simple spell, he turned into a stream of light. He rushed out and disappeared into the distance.
Fang Rushi and the two of them also took the opportunity to escape, not wanting to stay any longer.
"Asshole!" The formation cultivator yelled, his face turning green.
He was so worthless that he was actually threatened and robbed by a new disciple who had only just started training. Where was his pride as a senior brother? Where is the pride of being the gatekeeper of Yuheng Peak?
Apart from him, the remaining two monks were also struggling and hesitating. The blockade of Dugu City was too strong. They could not seal the seal, and the means they mobilized were limited, so they could not struggle to open it.
They could not hold on for long and quickly surrendered. Under the control of Dugu City, they regained some mobility, threw out their storage bags, and fled in confusion.
Only the formation monk is left.
Lin Yan looked at him with interest and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are the only one left."
The monk's face looked as if he had eaten shit, and he could not move. He could only stare angrily and say nothing.
Lin Yan smiled and said: "Senior brother, I admire your arrogance. With your ability, I guess you are not just an unknown person. I wonder which peak you are a disciple of?"
That monk sneered and said, "Damn, don't think you can make me surrender just because you have the support of the foundation-building monks. You're just a loser and don't deserve to know my name."
"Trash?" Hearing this, Lin Yan couldn't help but smile, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "You were at fault in this matter. If I hadn't been able to stop you, I'm afraid my end would not have been good. I It makes perfect sense to collect a storage bag to soothe my wounded heart.”
"Or do you mean that you, the gatekeeper of Yuheng Peak, are allowed to bully the disciples of other peaks at will and not allow others to fight back? Senior brother is really self-righteous." Lin Yan said calmly, "Senior brother called me a waste, I would like to ask Ask, how long did it take for senior brother to practice from the time he first entered the Immortal Way to the seventh level of Qi Refining?"
The monk snorted coldly and said proudly: "I'm afraid you will feel inferior if you tell me. It only took you three years to step into the realm of immortality and practice to the seventh level of Qi refining. You surpassed 99% of the outer disciples. Just because of you." , dare to compete with me?"
Lin Yan chuckled lightly and said with a smile: "Three years? Senior brother, do you know which year I started?" The monk frowned, as if he couldn't figure out what Lin Yan meant. Is he trying to compete with his talent?
"Two years ago, to be precise, less than two years ago, a year and a half ago, I participated in the Xuanjian Sect's sword trial meeting and tested the acquired spiritual roots. More than a year ago, I converted them into spiritual root mana, and then suffered a lot. After practicing for one year, I have been practicing till now and have been promoted to the seventh level of Qi refining."
He said proudly: "Although this speed is not top-notch, if senior brother wants to say that I am a waste, then it took me three years for senior brother to advance to the seventh level of Qi Refining. Isn't that a waste among wastes?"
The monks were at a loss for words and were shocked. They didn't expect that Lin Yan had only been in the sect for such a short period of time, but he had cultivated from a nothing mortal to his current state. This talent was so frightening that it rivaled the most evil one at the time. of several people.
There was once a person who only stayed in the Qi Refining Stage for less than three years before being promoted to the Qi Dynamic Stage. He became famous throughout the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm and ranked among the monsters. He is now a member of the top list of the Ten Thousand Immortals Heroes. , ranking very high.
Lin Yan has now spent more than a year cultivating from a mortal to the seventh level of Qi refining. Of course, he is far behind that genius, but he has also surpassed most of the outer disciples.
Such people cannot be considered trash.
"So what?" He sneered, "I will never be tied down. Kill me if you dare, otherwise you will never get my storage bag." His storage bag is special and has a special array set up. Due to the magic restriction, there is not enough power to erase the mark of the formation, or to master the corresponding formation, it cannot be opened at all, and if it is opened by brute force, the internal
The lines will be destroyed by the formation, and the contents in the storage bag will also be obliterated by the force generated when the lines are destroyed.
Lin Yan frowned. He originally wanted this person to hand over the storage bag, but he didn't expect this person to be so proud, so he looked down on him.
Although other people's storage bags contained a lot of spiritual stones, magic weapons, elixirs and the like, Lin Yan didn't care about it. However, this formation cultivator might have some fairy secrets that he was interested in, or even some. It is an introductory book on formations.
Immortal classics are what Lin Yan has been looking for, but such classics are in the hands of the sect. Only inner disciples can access them. Outer disciples rarely see complete immortal classics, let alone practice.
Among the entire outer sect, only those monks who come from cultivating immortal families and carry the inheritance of immortality themselves, or the outer sect disciples who are attached to the inner sect disciples, are qualified to have access to the immortal texts.
Lingxiao Tianzong almost always treats its outer disciples with a carefree attitude. Although these disciples have a higher status than the handyman disciples, they can't do much. If they don't reach the Qi Dynasty stage within a certain period of time, they will automatically be demoted, or they will become miscellaneous. If you serve as a disciple, you will either be demoted from the Lingxiao Celestial Sect. For such disciples who may leave Lingxiao Tianzong at any time, Lingxiao Tianzong will naturally not spread the true sect inheritance. Therefore, in the entire outer sect, except for those disciples with status, there are few higher-level spells. Appear.
Lin Yan controlled a mana and turned it into a mana light to knock down the storage bag from the monk's waist and hold it firmly at the first place. Just as his consciousness was about to penetrate it, he discovered that there was a light in the storage bag. The mysterious power blocked his consciousness.
Lin Yan injected a little bit of mana, and several immortal inscriptions appeared on the storage bag, forming a pattern and locking the bag tightly, making it impossible to take out anything from it.
Lin Yan frowned, and there was actually a formation on the storage bag. He was indeed a formation monk, and his formation cultivation involved various fields.
The monk's brows were furrowed, his eyes were as wide as two copper bells, and he seemed to be on fire. His expression looked like he wanted to eat Lin Yan alive.
The storage bag often contains a monk's entire net worth. To put it bluntly, the storage bag is equivalent to the monk's second life. Now, the monk's second life is in Lin Yan's hands. Then Lin Yan is equivalent to his life and death enemy.
"You can't open it. Among the entire outer gate, if there are no more monks who know the formation, I don't believe that with your cultivation, you can open my storage bag." The monk sneered and gritted his teeth as he spoke. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth.
"It's true that I can't open it." Lin Yan did not deny it. He was proficient in martial arts formations, but he did not understand the immortal inscriptions. He could not understand these immortal inscriptions. He did not know what the effect of the formation pattern formed by the arrangement of these immortal inscriptions was. Naturally, it could not be cracked. .
"I advise you to open the storage bag obediently, so as to avoid some pain." Dugu Cheng exerted a slight force, and his true energy suddenly shrank, and a powerful force compressed the bones of the monks, making a crackling sound. All the bones in his body were crackling.
"Ah..." He groaned loudly. It was in too much pain. All the bones in his body were squeezed, the pressure in his flesh and blood increased, and his face turned red from the pain.
"Kill me if you dare!" He yelled, his whole body turned red, blood seeped out from his pores, and bright red blood flowed from his seven orifices.
"Dugu." Lin Yan frowned and shouted.
Dugu City relaxed a little bit of his energy, and the monks in the group breathed a sigh of relief. The mana in their bodies was running, and the abnormal red color quickly faded away, and the blood that overflowed dried up.
This is the monk's recovery ability. After the magic power is activated, the recovery power is frighteningly strong.
"Senior brother, I respect you as a man. How about we make a bet?" Lin Yan said with a smile on his face, "In a few days there will be an outer sect competition. Since you and I are outer sect disciples, Naturally, I have to participate in this grand event. If we meet in a big competition and you and I fight, if I win, I won’t be greedy. I don’t want your storage bag, but you have to give me the classics about immortal literature in your hand. Me. What do you think, senior brother?"
"You want to defeat me in the outer sect competition?" The monk sneered, "You are only at the seventh level of Qi refining. My level is 30% higher than yours. Even if I only use basic spells, you can't." Not my opponent."
"Winning or losing depends on both sides. If senior brother is really confident,
So what if I agreed? Lin Yan said with a smile, "Senior brother, could it be that he is afraid and looks down on me, but actually thinks he is not my opponent and dare not challenge me?" "
He signaled Dugu City to release his restraints, and the monks regained their freedom. They covered the injured joints all over their bodies and used their magic power to slowly repair the injuries.
The cultivator looked at Lin Yan with a complicated expression and said, "Do you really want to make a bet with me?" His storage bag was already in Lin Yan's hand. Although he couldn't open it, it was still taken away. Lin Yan's words meant that the storage bag was returned to its original owner.
Lin Yan nodded and returned the storage bag in his hand to him.
"In that case, why not promise you? I don't believe it. A person at the seventh level of Qi Refining can still defeat me." The formation monk caught his storage bag, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lin Yan, and sneered. : "It seems that you are really conceited. Unfortunately, you underestimate me."
"I don't call this arrogance." Lin Yan shook his head and didn't say much, but sent a message to Dugu City, who put away his weapon, flew behind Lin Yan, and stood on the Lingxiao Sword.
"Since we have made a bet, let's wait and see." Lin Yan said with a smile, "I haven't asked my senior brother's name yet."
The monk hesitated for a few breaths before saying loudly: "Shaking Light Peak, Zhang Junhao."
Lin Yan nodded, and after learning the other party's name, he turned on the escape light on the Lingxiao sword and quickly flew away from here.
