It was an indescribable ancient sword, with a strange aura spreading on it, making people unable to help but be addicted to it. After a long time, Wang Lin gradually woke up, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have some enlightenment.

Three days later, the Tengjia City was full of flowers and many people who practiced Taoism came and went, making it very lively. Zhang Hu and Wang Lin left the inn early in the morning and wandered in the city.

Zhang Hu discussed with Wang Lin and left alone because he wanted to sell ginseng.

Wang Lin wandered in the city, watching from stall to stall. There were many magic weapons that made him excited. Unfortunately, the other party asked for a price too high, and Wang Lin was short of money and had to leave.

While walking, he suddenly stopped and there was a stall of a cultivator in front of him, with some jade talismans and flying swords scattered on it, and a thread-coated booklet.

A few small words are written on the cover of the booklet - "Basic Formation Research Experience"

"Formation?" Wang Lin touched his chin, picked it up and saw that the booklet was very thick, about fifty or sixty pages, with many small characters written in it, and some illustrations.

"If you don't buy ten medium-grade spirit stones, don't move around." The owner of the stall was a young man in his thirties. He raised his eyelids and said slowly.

Ten medium-grade spirit stones are all his property now. Wang Lin pondered for a little while and flipped over it for a few more times. Seeing that the other party was a little impatient, he took out ten medium-grade spirit stones and placed them on the ground, took the formation booklet, and turned around and left.

After walking around the stalls, Wang Lin saw a lot of wood-based materials, most of which were expensive, and there was a piece of iron wood, which was even more expensive.

A day passed without realizing it. Before nightfall, Wang Lin returned to the inn. Outside the inn, he was about to enter, but suddenly his eyebrows raised and his steps stopped.

In the past, the inn was very lively at this time, but today it was quiet and extremely quiet.

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness swept away, and his face changed slightly. The entire inn was covered with a mysterious aura, like a fog, blocking Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin's body suddenly burst out and retreated quickly. Gravitational techniques wrapped around his body, and flew dozens of feet away in a blink of an eye like an arrow from a string.

"Huh? The reaction was quite fast." A slightly surprised voice sounded leisurely, and then a person walked out of the inn. The man was twenty-five or six years old, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and a white dress like snow. A black rattan was embroidered on the cuffs of his clothes.

He looked at Wang Lin who was quickly away, sneered, and said, "Teng Jia, Teng Yi, you two wait for Zhang Hu to come back here, and have his cultivation deprived him of him and sent him to the prison. I will capture this clever boy back."

As soon as he finished speaking, two phantoms suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, gradually solidifying and turning into two wrinkled old men. One of them said in a deep voice: "Young Master, these two are in my Tengjia City after all. Doing this is a violation of the rules set by the old master. If the old master asks..."

The young man in white frowned and stared at the direction of Wang Lin's escape, saying, "If my great-grandfather asked, let's tell the truth. Zhang Hu colluded with an outsider to kill his mentor and did such a tragic thing, how could I let him go?"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and his body instantly took off, and he quickly chased Wang Lin in the direction of running away.

After watching the young man leave, the two old men turned into two phantoms, disappearing without a trace.

Wang Lin extended his limit, exerted all his speed, flew away, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the periphery of Tengjia City, and was about to rush out, but suddenly several figures emerged from the city wall and shouted loudly from afar: "Flying is strictly prohibited in Tengjia City, fellow Taoists stop!"

Wang Lin didn't say anything. At the moment of crisis, he didn't care about exposing the spiritual liquid. He flipped his right hand and took out a spiritual gourd, took a big sip. The spiritual power in his body increased immediately. He took a deep breath and paused, but immediately rushed out like lightning at a speed twice as fast as before.

The Teng Family disciples who were blocking the front changed their expressions and wanted to stop them. Wang Lin waved his hand and the gravitational technique spread around. He grabbed all the disciples in front and threw them to the side.

As if he was unstoppable, Wang Lin rushed out of the Teng Family City. Behind him, more than 100 Teng Family disciples, who had taken various magic weapons, chased him.

Wang Lin felt bitter in his heart. He was still confused. He didn't know what was going on in the inn. The situation just now was obviously the other party waiting for him to go back in the inn. If he hadn't made a quick decision and ran away immediately, he would have been in danger at this time.

As for Zhang Hu, Wang Lin is unable to protect himself now and doesn’t care much about it. I hope he will be blessed with it.

After leaving Tengjia City, Wang Lin rushed southward. Many Tengjia disciples behind him were chasing each other. At this moment, a long rainbow suddenly came from the direction of Tengjia City, bringing a huge aura. In a blink of an eye, he surpassed the team pursued by Tengjia School and slashed at Wang Lin with a sword.

A huge flying sword that was almost condensed into a body transformed out and slashed from the sky with a strong murderous intent. At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and countless purple thunder balls suddenly condensed in the sky and fell down along the flying sword.

Wang Lin's scalp was numb, and Situ Nan roared: "Fuck, this is a magic weapon at the level of the Nascent Soul. Wang Lin, tighten his mind, I will take you to teleport and fight."

The blue crystal instantly spread rapidly from Wang Lin's chest and spread throughout his body. At this time, the giant sword slashed down, and a huge crack appeared on the ground. The purple thunder ball fell down, forming a lightning-ray wave within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Wang Lin's body disappeared at the moment the giant sword swung down, and when it appeared again, it was already 300 meters away. As soon as he appeared, Wang Lin quickly fled forward without saying a word.

Situ Nan's voice was a little weak, and he cursed angrily: "This little bastard is young and has the cultivation level of the late stage of foundation building. If you reach the foundation building stage, I can still use your body to exert some great magic. But now, with your strength in the Qi Condensation Stage, no matter how much I help, I can kill at most one middle stage of foundation building."

Teng Li frowned, but immediately stretched out and smiled, "As below the Dan stage, you can avoid it without any damage from my Teng Li sword. You are the first one. What I didn't expect was that you actually have a treasure that can teleport. This treasure belongs to me!"

Wang Lin didn't look back and flew away quickly. At this time, his spiritual power was consumed too much. Without saying a word, he took out the gourd and took a big sip, and his speed suddenly increased a little.
Chapter completed!