In Yuntian Sect, the Nascent Soul Cultivators are mainly concentrated in the outer courtyard. As for the inner courtyard, although there are not many, there are still some. However, these Nascent Soul Cultivators are all focused on alchemy and rarely fight with others. They are all in seclusion and alchemy for a long time.

For example, there is a Nascent Soul cultivator in this Nanyuan Garden. He is currently at the closest place to the earth fire in the underground secret room of Nanyuan. He uses his own infant fire to combine earth fire to refine a furnace of elixirs that can improve his cultivation.

On the way to Nanyuan, Wang Lin restrained his breath and acted like a ghost, so no one noticed it. At this time, he stood outside Nanyuan, looked at the white fog, raised his steps, and stepped in without hesitation.

Cheng Xian once mentioned his location to Wang Lin. At this time, the white mist in the Nanyuan had no effect in Wang Lin's eyes. He just needed to scan his spiritual sense and immediately saw the entire Nanyuan clearly.

Near the center point, Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness suddenly noticed a fluctuation of the Nascent Soul energy in the ground. Based on Wang Lin's experience, it was obvious that there was a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

The moment Wang Lin's spiritual sense swept over, the man also noticed Wang Lin's existence. The monk was shocked and was about to walk out of seclusion, but soon, he paused and looked at the alchemy cauldron that was emitting the fragrance of medicine on the side, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

As for Wang Lin, he didn't say anything. When he found that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator here, and his cultivation level was only in the early stage, he immediately waved his right sleeve and a small black flag rushed out of his cuff.

Almost instantly, this flag was rising in the wind, wrapping the retreat of the Nascent Soul monk in it.

Wang Lin showed a sneer on his lips. If the other party's cultivation level reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, then he would give up helping Cheng Xian without hesitation and immediately retreat to Beiyuan.

But now, since the other party is in the early stage, Wang Lin is not afraid at all. Although the Forbidden Banner is much less powerful than him, it is still possible to trap cultivators in the early stage of Nascent Soul for a quarter of an hour.

This quarter of an hour is enough for Wang Lin to accomplish everything he wants to do.

No one noticed the Nascent Soul monk, Wang Lin walked calmly in the white fog. He released the forbidden banner and trapped the Nascent Soul monk. No one noticed it.

Wang Lin calmly shuttled through the white mist and soon arrived at Cheng Xian's residence. After scanning his spiritual sense, Wang Lin had already discovered that Cheng Xian was inside, but his current state was a bit dangerous.

Cheng Xian lay on the bed in the house, looking at the roof with dull eyes, tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes, and his spiritual power in his body was in a mess, running around in his body.

Next to him, a middle-aged man with a fat body stood. The man frowned, pinched Cheng Xian's mouth with his right hand, threw the pills into it, and cursed while filling the medicine: "Little bastard, I have told you that the beauty is so bad, but you just don't listen. Humph, especially the girl, who is very scheming. How could you be the one who subdued you? Now, don't worry about it all the time. From now on, be careful to refine elixirs with your teacher in the future is the right way!"

Cheng Xian turned a blind eye. As the elixir entered his body, the spiritual power in his body slowly calmed down.

The master sighed and said, "I know you are unwilling to give up. How many times have you been there? If it weren't for the master's face, your life would have been gone long ago. Then Dongyuan wouldn't be able to break into the place? This time, don't blame the master for restricting your body. Dongyuan has heard from him. If you go and make trouble again, your cultivation will be deprived." The middle-aged fat man shook his head and turned around and left the room.

Wang Lin stood outside the courtyard, and saw this scene in his spiritual sense. After pondering for a moment, he jumped and entered the courtyard. Cheng Xian's teacher did not notice at all. Wang Lin had already walked into Cheng Xian's room.

He looked at Cheng Xian, waved his right hand and immediately broke the ban on restricting his movements. Cheng Xian's body trembled and immediately sat up, stared at Wang Lin, with hatred in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "You are the bitch who sent me to kill me, do it, I'm not afraid!"

Wang Lin was wearing a mask, and at this time, both his aura and his cultivation were very different from his previous clones, so Cheng Xian could not have noticed it at all.

Wang Lin glanced at Cheng Xian, moved his left hand, and a shadow of the forbidden image appeared in front of him, and instantly spread out, wrapping the entire house.

Cheng Xian's eyes were fixed, then he smiled miserably, and said, "That bitch is a good method. He can actually invite seniors from the outer courtyard to deal with a small person like me. Come on, kill him if you want to kill him. Frown, I won't call him Cheng Xian."

After setting up a ban around, Wang Lin said slowly in a cold tone: "I am indeed entrusted by someone, but I am not here to kill you, but to help you. Tell me, what's going on, let's take a closer look."

Cheng Xian was stunned, looked at Wang Lin and said hesitantly: "Who is the entrusted by Senior?"

Wang Lin frowned and said coldly: "I will only give you three sentences. The first sentence was just now. If the last two sentences are not explained clearly, this matter will be considered."

Cheng Xianyi gritted his teeth, showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and said, "It's her that Gongsun Tong in Dongyuan, she is the one who has caused all this. She is the purpose of contacting me, this bitch, is for the big ape and the two apes."

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and said, "Is this spiritual ape yours?" Wang Lin asked this question very skillfully. You should know that there are many spiritual beasts in the Yuntian Sect. The functions of these spiritual beasts are originally intended to allow the alchemy to take elixirs and medicine. In this way, Gongsun Tong's method is understandable.

Cheng Xian nodded and said, "I know what my predecessor means, but the Great Ape and the Two Apes are not spiritual beasts of Yuntian Sect, but have already obtained them before I entered Yuntian Sect. I brought them with me. According to the rules of the sect, everyone of these two spiritual beasts is me."

Wang Lin's eyes were calm and he said slowly: "Then Gongsun Tong first approached you, and then asked you for this spiritual ape. In order to please the beauty, you gave these two spiritual apes, right?"

Cheng Xian showed regret on his face and said excitedly: "But... but I thought she wanted to use the Spirit Ape as a mount. I didn't expect that her purpose was the Spirit Ape's inner alchemy! The Great Ape was missing after being taken out of the inner alchemy. It must have been dead. Now there are only two apes left. I went to Dongyuan to ask for that bitch, but every time I was blocked, there was also Lu Song, a disciple of Mr. Muda of the outer sect, who injured me many times."

Wang Lin frowned slightly. He was unwilling to participate in this matter, but Cheng Xian helped him get the foundation-building pill recipe, which was reasonable and needed to help.

After a little silence, Wang Lin glanced at Cheng Xian and said calmly: "How do you want to take revenge?"

Cheng Xian's eyes were red and he said gritting his teeth: "If the Er Yuan is fine, then forget it. I, Cheng Xian, admit defeat, but if the Er Yuan is dead, then I want them to be buried with you!"

Wang Lin nodded and said in a gentle tone: "As you wish!"

After saying that, he retreated back and left the house in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

Cheng Xian looked blankly at the location where Wang Lin was standing before, with a confused look in his eyes.

Let’s talk about Wang Lin. After he left Cheng Xian’s house, he was very fast all the way, but just as he was about to leave Nanyuan, he suddenly paused and suddenly turned his head to the distance.

There, he felt a trace of spiritual fluctuation, and was silent for a little. Wang Lin turned around and retreated. With a wave of his right hand, his body immediately turned into white mist, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye.

His body had just disappeared, and Li Muwan was like lightning and immediately came here. Behind her was a middle-aged man with a gentle face.

"Junior sister, what are you looking for?" The man frowned and said slowly.

Li Muwan stopped and through the spiritual sense at her eyebrows, she could clearly feel that the person was here, but why could not see him... Li Muwan smiled bitterly. She was originally a smart person in the snow. At this time, she naturally knew that the other party was unwilling to see her.

Li Muwan bit her lower lip, her face showed a sad look, and said softly: "I know you are here, why don't you even agree to meet me?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his spiritual sense suddenly swept around, but he found no abnormality. He frowned between his eyebrows, looked at Li Muwan suspiciously, and said, "Junior sister, who is here? There is no one here!"

Li Muwan didn't even look at the middle-aged man. He closed his eyes and his face slowly calmed down. Although his voice was low, it was filled with a hint of despair. He said softly: "Wan'er doesn't ask for anything else, I just hope to see you. For the past two hundred years, Wan'er has relied on the bottle of spiritual liquid you gave to maintain his vitality. If you don't show up today, Wan'er will commit suicide on the spot, which will be considered a kind of obsession in her heart."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he looked around cautiously.

At this moment, a sigh came from the white fog, and then a vague figure slowly walked out of the fog. This person was Wang Lin. As soon as he appeared, the middle-aged man's face immediately became extremely ugly, but he did not act rashly, but slowly touched the storage bag with his right hand.

Li Muwan stared at Wang Lin in a daze, and tears flowed in her eyes. Although the other party was wearing a mask, she could conclude that the person in front of her was exactly who he was back then!

Li Muwan said softly: "You are here."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you?" After saying that, a cold light appeared in his eyes, his eyes were on the middle-aged man, and he said in a plain tone: "When you put your hand in the storage bag, it is the moment you die!"

The middle-aged man immediately paused with his right hand, and his expression changed again and again. The feeling that the other party gave him was too strange. It was obviously only in the late stage of the Killing Pill, but it gave him a sense of oppression that only faced a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

He had no doubt at all at this time. If his hand touched the storage bag, he would definitely be ruthlessly killed by the other party. Beads of sweat were secreted from his forehead. He forced a smile and said, "Since my brother is the old friend of Junior Sister Li, I think he is my friend of Yuntian Sect. How can I be arrogant? Brother has misunderstood."

Li Muwan looked at Wang Lin, and had thousands of words in her heart, but now she couldn't say a word. She was silent for a little and whispered: "Do you still keep that jade slip?"

Wang Lin looked at the beauty in front of him, was silent for a little, shook his head and said, "Give it aside!"

Li Muwan's body trembled, and her eyes showed sadness. She tried to calm down, pursed her lips, and whispered: "Just throw it away, it's not a valuable thing." Despite this, there was a severe pain in her chest, which seemed to be a tide, flooding her body and mind.

The jade slip of the Qinglong was successfully portrayed by her efforts to spend her life at the cost of spending too much effort. If it weren't for the excessive effort, the pills she had taken over the years could not reach the Nascent Soul stage, at least it would be a fake baby realm.

How can you stop making no progress in the early stage of forming the elixir?

At this moment, she heard that the jade slip was ruthlessly thrown away by the man, and her heart hurts very much... so much that although she was so calm that her body trembled uncontrollably, and her pretty face turned pale and without any blood.

Wang Lin turned his head and did not look at Li Muwan. After a little silence, he whispered: "I'm leaving..." After that, Wang Lin slowly turned around and walked slowly forward step by step.

Li Muwan felt ache in her heart. She looked at Wang Lin's back and smiled softly. Although it was a smile, it was clearly a silent cry in people's eyes.

"The ancestor of Yuntian Sect, I asked me to form a dual cultivation partner with this person. I had a reason to shirk it before, but now, I have no reason... If you are still in Chu in three months, I hope you can attend this dual cultivation ceremony..."

Wang Lin's feet immediately trembled, and complicated thoughts emerged in his heart, and he was silent.

A bright look flashed in Li Muwan's eyes, and she was waiting for the other party's reply.

The middle-aged man had already understood why Li Muwan was so determined about dual cultivation. The answer came from this person. His eyes were calm, but a trace of murderous intent flashed through his heart.

Wang Lin was silent for a long time. He carried his body behind his back and said in a low tone: "Congratulations!" After that, his figure gradually faded away...

Li Muwan's body trembled. After a long time, tears couldn't stop flowing down her face. She murmured to herself: "I hate you... I hate you!!!!"

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief at this time, stepped forward and whispered gently: "Junior sister, he has left."

Li Muwan bit her lower lip, ignored the middle-aged man's eyes, turned around and walked towards her residence without looking back.

The middle-aged man's face was still gentle, but he sneered in his heart and said to himself: "Bitch, if you had not had Yuanyin for more than 200 years, I would not have been able to make the ancestor agree to the dual cultivation. With the help of your Yuanyin, and the elixirs I have collected over the years, it is just around the corner. If you agreed early in the first year, I would still be more polite to you, but now, after I reach the Nascent Soul, I will definitely be insulted to you in every way to repay your hatred of rejection!"
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