After all, this is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
No matter where you are, this is something people look up to.
What's more, these are two monks in the Nascent Soul stage.
What made Lin Mo's expression slightly change belonged to the young Taoist priest wearing a crane shirt!
He is extremely young, but he is quite similar to the master Miaohe who hunted him back then.
Obviously this man has been reborn.
His appearance remained unchanged, so he wasn't too surprised.
There is nothing strange about Lin Mo. Secret techniques for permanently changing the appearance and figure are common in the world of immortality.
Moreover, usually monks who are reborn will subconsciously adjust back to their original appearance.
On the one hand, people discover the matter of seizing the body.
Although seizing one's body is not forbidden among high-level monks, spreading the news will have some impact on reputation.
Although this Master Miaohe looks similar to before, he is much younger.
Looking at this look, it is obviously playing a role in fixing the appearance.
Along with several bright purple lights flashed through the pitch black night.
Lin Mo's expression remained as usual, his body swayed, and he disappeared in an instant and settled in place.
And when the figure reappeared, it was already outside the Sixth Company Hall.
Not far away, Master Miaohe and another monk in yellow robes kept looking at Lin Mo.
It was obvious that he was quite curious about Lin Mo's dress.
Especially Lin Mo's great strength.
Even so, the two of them didn't think much about it and led several monks in the alchemy stage behind them.
Walk towards the city center.
It was as if we were really just passing by the Liuliandian shops.
At the same time, Master Miaohe and the old man in yellow robe not far away moved their lips slightly, but did not make any sound.
They were obviously talking about something using the art of sound transmission.
Naturally, these voices were not hidden from Lin Mo.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Master Miaohe who was walking away in the distance, smiled and shook his head.
Then a majestic attic appeared in front of him.
Without any delay, Lin Mo entered these attics and exchanged some magical materials that he did not need into spiritual stones one by one.
For Lin Mo, the best way to improve his strength now is to use a large amount of spirit stones.
When Lin Mo walked out of the fifth store with satisfaction, he had collected magic weapons, high treasures and more than a hundred high-level stones in exchange for some precious materials.
But as soon as they came out, there were many unidentified decisive investigators around. Although they all acted as if nothing had happened, their eyes looked a little strange.
Lin Mo sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, and walked out of the room arrogantly along the road. Finally, he walked out of Shicheng.
Most of the monks followed Lin Mo out of the city gate in seclusion, but soon began to look at each other in confusion.
Later, he said: "I am your master, I am your master."
These monks naturally fell into chaos.
They saw Lin Mo frequently going in and out of many stores and being sent away respectfully by the shopkeepers every time, so they were following him in their hearts.
Although Lin Mozhang's old man is a decisive late-stage rhetorician, these people will not really stand by and watch the temptation of big interests. There are even people who have discussed joining forces in advance.
After Lin Mo's mysterious disappearance, several monks were dumbfounded. They searched nearby for a while, but found nothing, and returned to Shicheng gloomily.
Not long after they left, in the sky where Lin Mo disappeared, blue light flickered, and a figure appeared vaguely. Soon, the light converged from the body and the shadow solidified. Surprisingly, Lin Mo appeared again
The original face was restored.
Ren Mo looked at Shi Cheng with a smile on his lips.
If he had no other plans, he didn't want to know of its existence before then. He would never let go of the monks who followed him.
It's a good thing that they failed to see through Lin Mo's concealment skills. But these decisive investigators will not shy away from annihilating the entire army.
Lin Mo looked around in the sky, determined a direction, and turned into a blue light.
After a while, blue light fell on the flat land between the two mountains surrounding the village.
Not only are the birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers is strange, but there is also some dense mountain mist.
Lin looked around and nodded slightly.
When he raised his hand, colorful flags were raised and ten rays of light were emitted, disappearing one after another around him, and not even the shadow could be seen.
The white mist soared from the ground and merged with the mist on the mountain plains, and could no longer be separated.
Clouds are buried in fog.
Laying down the hidden Hōzhen Rinmo, a pocket of a spirit cloud beast slapping its waist in the mist. "Park Jong Hwa, Imjin Japanese Rebellion"
As soon as the buzzing sound was heard, thousands of gold-eating bugs came out of the pocket like a swarm of bees, forming a cloud of gold and floating around.
Lin Mo sat cross-legged and murmured quietly to himself. His body was shining with green light.
With a "boom" sound, the insect cloud turned into golden flowers and flew in all directions.
Almost at the same time, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes flickered strangely at first, and then darkened strangely.
This was a "great expansion technique" performed by Lin Mo when he fell into the Devil's Valley.
This is a magical power that he only realized with the help of Dayan Jue.
It can evolve most of its consciousness into thousands of them. A brief stay on Jin Tanzhong's body is like thousands of extra eyes and ears in an hour.
This new type of Huatian Stele Technique is similar to Lin Mo's previous Divine Memory Technique.
One is to divide the knowledge of many gods into many small gods at once. Through exploration, things that the gods cannot do must be completed under the command of the gods and cannot exceed a certain range. Otherwise, the gods can recycle them on their own.
The other is to attach the clone to the spiritual object, and the clone will direct the spiritual object to work flexibly according to the previous order. The original god will not interfere, and can even directly command the sacrificial spirit insect or beast to attack the enemy. To a certain extent, it has the same effect as the incarnation technique.
The same subtleties.
Moreover, if time is insufficient, no matter how far away you are from the perpetrator, you can do it.
The god of God is difficult to use when it is inconvenient for the God of Hwachuan. It feels like useless. The art of spiritual object sustenance is a great minister skill that few monks in the late Yuanying period have mastered. It is unavailable at the same time.
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Lin Mo, who was sitting on the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his face cold and dazed.
The sun sets from the sky, and at night, the entire island plunges into darkness.
But the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white thread flew back from a distance. After circling, it turned into a snow-white thin needle and fell into his hand. At this time, he slowly said
:
"I don't know, it seems to be some kind of spiritual insect, whether it is wild or domesticated. But this insect has not been pierced by my 'White Mourning Needle', and it is really hard. You go and pick up the corpse of this insect, I will
Let’s see what kind of spiritual insect it is.”
The last word was when the man turned around and gave instructions to the two monks behind him.
Immediately, the two people behind them respectfully agreed, turning into two rays of light and shooting straight into the dark underground in the distance, looking for the killed golden spirit insect.
But after a long cup of tea, the two men flew back depressed.
"Reporting to the sect master, the spirit insect does not seem to be dead, and its body has not been found over there!"
One person replied with some anxiety.
"What?"
The monk's eyes widened and he looked very shocked. He couldn't help but said: "How could he not be dead? Do you think my white mourning needle is an embroidery needle?"
"How can you kill a tiny spiritual insect without success?"
At this moment, another monk wearing a cloak beside him suddenly showed a solemn expression and said:
"Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really fine, and I didn't find the body of that spiritual insect!"
"It's true, let me see it!"
The monk who released the fine needle treasure was suddenly startled, and hurriedly cast his consciousness into the distance, searching carefully.
And at the same time.
Inside the stone city, the lights were brightly lit.
The moonstones filled with spiritual power shine with dazzling brilliance.
The whole city is illuminated extremely brightly.
In this way, it seems that it is pitch dark outside the stone city.
And in that darkness, the sea breeze kept whistling by, as if there were countless demons lurking in the darkness.
For a monk, there is not much difference between night and day.
Even at night, you can still use your spiritual energy to see clearly what is coming.
But in terms of distance, it is naturally far less than during the day.
But it's different in the alien sea.
Those sea beasts hide in the sea, plus some monster beasts who are good at secretive techniques.
Hide in the dark and make a sneak attack.
Even an ordinary monk cannot release his spiritual thoughts all the time.
Therefore, countless monks die every year.
Far more than the number of demonic beasts that were officially hunted and killed.
Therefore, unless there is an emergency or a high-level monk with great magical powers.
Otherwise, these monks would be on heightened alert at night.
Therefore, all the monks who did not go to sea returned home.
In the stone city surrounded by mountains, eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a layer of light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city to prevent any monsters from sneaking into the city for a sneak attack.
But on such a night, several men wearing cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.
The gatekeepers were a pill-forming and several foundation-building monks. The leader just opened his cloak slightly, revealing his true appearance. The guarding monks took one look and immediately opened a crack in the city protection restriction.
, respectfully send a few people out of Shicheng.
As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into a few rays of light and disappeared into the dark night sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The few people fled very quickly, but no one spoke, they just hurried on.
But just before leaving Shicheng for more than a hundred miles, a soft "eh" sound suddenly came from a ray of light. After a pause, a slender white line shot out from the ray of light and disappeared into the void behind him in a flash.
middle.
The other monks were startled, and couldn't help but stop escaping the light, and turned their heads to look back.
With a "Zhi" sound, a ball of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted in the black sky in the far distance. The white line faintly hit something. After a weird hissing sound, a fist of golden light fell straight down from a distance.
"What is that?" Another monk asked in surprise.
As a result, after a while, his face under the cloak became extremely ugly, and as expected, no trace of the golden spirit insect was found in that area.
In surprise, he moved his lips slightly and said a few words, and then another monk raised his hands without saying a word. One released a small green hammer, and the other raised his hand with countless slender white threads. Two treasures appeared in the blink of an eye.
They protected themselves within it.
"There seems to be someone following me. Stop making trouble and come out to meet me." The lion sprayed with white rain feet shouted loudly, and at the same time he glanced around easily with his eyes, and suddenly an astonishing aura burst out from his body.
It was quiet all around, there was not a single figure in the darkness, it seemed empty.
The drunken monk suddenly became furious, snorted on the spot, made decisions with both hands, and used some magic trick to force the opponent into a desperate situation.
But at this moment, the buzzing sounds from all directions became louder and louder, as if they were approaching quickly.
The monks suddenly felt chilled and opened their eyes wide.
After a while, a golden object appeared in the darkness, and the golden object was filled with golden beetles.
The masked monk then caused a commotion.
The two leaders were also quietly startled.
In particular, if you are a monk who has attacked the same spirit insect, you will know how difficult it is for such spirit insects. But when many spirit insects suddenly appear, it is not easy to deal with them.
As a result, his face hidden under the cloak instantly became gloomy, and the believers kept scanning around in order to find the monks who had driven away these spiritual insects.
But no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find his reclusive whereabouts.
This made his heart sink!
In other words, the other party either has the secret to hide his whereabouts, or has magical powers based on this. No matter which case it is, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.
"You have forced us into a desperate situation. Please give me a reason. You are still unwilling to show up until now. Is your Taoist friend a hidden person?"
The masked cultivator who presented the jade hammer also scolded, and at the same time shook the treasure in front of him, which suddenly glowed green.
Hey, it's easy to meet me. We're almost here. Mr. Miao Xuedao, Lin is here for you, how can we not meet you." Suddenly, the darkness became sarcastic, and a man's calm voice sounded from all around.
From the tone of voice, it seems that the person is still far away.
"Your surname is Lin? Who is your fellow Taoist? When did Pindao offend you?"
At the man's words, the masked monk trembled and tore off his disguise.
His young face was revealed, and there was an obvious look of surprise on his face wearing Taoist uniform.
It was the Master Miaohe who took away the body!
And at the same time.
The monk who was refining white silk at the side also tore off his cloak.
But it was the monk wearing a yellow robe who accompanied Master Miaohe during the day.
His face was gloomy, and his eyes were constantly looking at the darkness around him.
As for the monks behind him, they are naturally the disciples of these two Nascent Soul monks.
I just don’t know why these people left Biling Island in the dead of night and looked so sneaky.
Upon hearing Miaohe's inquiry, only a burst of wild laughter from an unknown man could be heard from all directions, and then it stopped without any intention of answering.
This made these people look at each other for a while!
"Fellow Taoist Miaohe, is this person your enemy?" The old man in yellow robe asked the Taoist priest with a frown.