Mysterious mirror hanging high

Two spiritual plant husbands, both of whom were at the second level of Qi training, entered the belly of the statue one after another. As Lin Yun had expected, they passed the two tests very smoothly. Fire-type magic weapons are inherently very powerful, and they are also mid-grade magic weapons. Even for a cultivator at the second level of Qi training, all the magic power in his body is only enough to control the magic weapon two or three times. But in fact, to deal with a puppet at the third level of Qi training, the Fire Yang Ring can only hit it with one strike, and the fault tolerance rate is already very high.

Watching the two spirit plant husbands give Lin Yun five spirit stones each, Hu Yiming, who was standing beside Jing Yu, felt a little jealous: "It's a pity that I was so reckless in trying it once before and was seriously injured and still hasn't recovered. Otherwise, I could have earned five spirit stones at least!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Gate held in the statue's hand shook slightly, and the twelve gems inlaid on it shone brightly at the same time, and the surrounding space began to fluctuate.

"Uncle, be careful! This wave seems to be randomly transmitted!" Mu Shan only had time to put one hand on Jing Yu's shoulder. A random wave swept over, and Jing Yu felt that the people around him were stretched again, and even the palm of Mu Shan's hand on his shoulder began to become illusory!

After a dizzy spell, Jing Yu found himself in a primeval forest.

"Is this... the Wushan Mountains?" Jing Yu surveyed the area, muttering to himself, "I wonder how deep this is. This mountain range stretches endlessly, and there are foundation-building monsters within."

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sudden twist around him, and a circle of tangled silk threads suddenly appeared in the air. The threads entangled and gathered in a random pattern, and finally condensed into a human figure.

"Hiss--" Jing Yu took a breath of cold air. For the first time, he intuitively felt the appearance of a cultivator being teleported through space. He didn't expect it to be so strange and bizarre.

The cultivator who was teleported here opened his eyes and almost instantly got rid of the dizziness. After seeing Jing Yu, his expression was stern, but when he felt the spiritual pressure of the second level of Qi training, he was obviously relieved, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"Lin Feng?" Jing Yu said in surprise, "What a coincidence."

The cultivator who happened to be teleported in front of him was one of the two cultivators who finally entered the secret realm, the younger brother of the Yunfeng Twins!

"You recognize me? Are you the spiritual plant husband from Wushanfang Market?"

Lin Feng calmly smoothed his slightly messy hair and said calmly, "Since you recognize me, would you like to hand over the storage bag yourself, or would you like me to do it myself?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, if I hand over the storage bag, I wonder if you will spare my life?" Jing Yu asked curiously.

“Tsk… Although I, Lin Feng, am a Tribulation Cultivator, I have always been upright and honest, unlike those sinister and cunning people.”

Lin Feng said proudly: "To be honest, if you don't hand over the storage bag today, you will die. If you hand it over, you will still die!"

"What a ruthless cultivator!"

Jing Yu sighed, "You are so short-sighted. A spiritual plant husband like me with low cultivation only has a few things on me. You robbed me of all my spiritual stones today. At least you spared my life. Can't you rob me again next time we meet?"

"Even a robbery cultivator shouldn't exhaust all resources like this, right?"

Lin Feng laughed heartily: "What a joke! You are only at the second level of Qi training now, but you won't be able to train there forever. What if your luck improves in the future? Besides, the world of immortal cultivation is experiencing a period of great expansion. Since the popularization of instruments for detecting spiritual roots, low-level cultivators have been cropping up like leeks. Why should I be afraid of exhausting the resources? The river is overflowing with fish and there are not enough hooks!"

"Your elder brother always knew that he would only take 50% of the spirit stones when he lent people magic tools. You are far behind him." Jing Yu shook his head.

"Hey, do you think my big brother is really kind enough to lend you the magic weapon? Those 50% spirit stones are not easy to swallow!"

Lin Feng smiled playfully: "The Fire Sun Ring is considered extremely powerful among mid-grade magic tools, but it has a drawback. Every time the user uses it, a small amount of fire energy will be contaminated in the meridians. It takes a few days of meditation to refine and eliminate it..."

"In the next few days, as long as those two spiritual plant husbands infected with the fire vein energy step into the area within a radius of dozens of miles of the Fire Sun Ring, my eldest brother will sense it. At that time, the first level of the test will be tested, and all the spiritual stones and wealth of those two unlucky guys will be returned with interest!"

"Do you really think that the magical weapons of the Yunfeng Twin Devils are so easy to borrow?"

"So that's how it is... I said it's not so easy to take advantage of the robbery cultivators." Jing Yu was stunned, then sighed:

"I think I know why the two of us were teleported together."

"Oh? Why?" Lin Feng asked with interest. He was not in a hurry to deal with the spiritual plant husband who was at the second level of Qi training. Instead, he was willing to chat with him for a few more words. Compared with his elder brother's decisiveness, he preferred the feeling of toying with and torturing his opponent like this.

"It's just that I've received the care of an elder, and this is providing me with the resources for cultivation!" Jing Yu laughed. "They were afraid that I might be pedantic, so they specially selected a treasure-delivering boy of undisputed character... You should have all your wealth with you, right?"

"You..." Lin Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes wide. The spiritual plant man who was at the second level of Qi training in front of him suddenly sank into the ground and disappeared!

"Tudun!"

Lin Feng vaguely felt a huge danger approaching. After all, he was a battle-hardened cultivator. Almost instantly, he slapped a top-grade [Thick Earth Talisman] on his body, and a thick, khaki light shield immediately protected him tightly.

However, the next moment, Jing Yu's figure rushed out from the underground beside him, and a fist with a gray glow instantly penetrated the khaki light shield, and still with undiminished momentum, it penetrated Lin Feng's chest!

"Ho...ho..."

Lin Feng lowered his head in a daze, looking at his empty chest. His throat was hoarse and he wanted to say something, but it was blocked by a mouthful of blood and phlegm. In the end, he just opened his mouth and made a few meaningless strange noises, then fell to the ground with a bang, completely dead.

After shaking off the blood plasma on his hands, Jing Yu muttered, "This person's reaction is really quick, but it's a pity that he used the wrong talisman."

In fact, Lin Feng's reaction was indeed not slow. The sense of danger made him subconsciously use the best defensive talisman on his body. However, Jing Yu's [Ku Du Xuan Guang] was usually mediocre in power, and was naturally weak against earth-based magic. Even the light shield condensed by the top-grade [Hou Tu Fu] of Qi training could not withstand a blow.

Jing Yu actually suspected that when Lin Feng saw his earth escape technique, he also had the idea of ​​using defensive talismans of other attributes in his mind, but unfortunately, earth-based spells are best at defense, and the wood-based spells that restrain earth-based spells are not known for their power. Generally, talisman masters like to draw [Thick Earth Talisman] as a defensive talisman to sell, so Jing Yu estimated that the only defensive talisman in Lin Feng's hand was the [Thick Earth Talisman], which was also a matter of time and fate.