I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

As Han Yue said, the second level illusion is directly in the cave.

It stands to reason that at this time, several red-robed monks should be talking silently to him, and finally kill him in anger——

But Tian Lin was different from other people's illusions. He could hear the voices of the red-robed monks.

"You've eaten two blood pills in a row and still can't refine the blood essence. Why do you have the nerve to beg for food? Next time if you can't refine it, just eat cow dung!"

Sure enough, the ancestor of the Yue Yue Sect crossed the sea to Cangzhou and became a demon of the Blood Sect.

Even though the ancestor of the Yao Yue Sect was forced to practice the blood sect's demon ways, Tian Lin felt inexplicably ironic when he thought of the Yao Yue Sect shouting and killing the blood sect.

"Brother, I think it's a waste of time for you to take blood pills. It's better to leave the blood pills to me. When I reach the first level of Qi Refining, I can save your life."

Beside him, an old man also dressed in white came over, holding a red pill in his hand and spoke to Tian Lin.

Tian Lin turned his head to avoid the breath coming out of the old man's mouth, only looked at the red pill in his hand and said, "Okay, you have to exchange it with me for the spiritual stone."

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed angrily:

"Brother, we are a blood sect, who has nothing to do with spirit stones? Besides, our blood sect uses mortal blood refining pills to practice because we can't afford spirit stones. Do you think my identity will be like that of a spirit stone?" Something?"

Tian Lin wandered around the cave. There were only many mortals in white clothes and the six red-robed Qigong practitioners.

Tian Lin did not see Manager Qiao. According to the experience he learned from others, as long as he killed the six red-robed Qi Masters in the cave, he could get out of the illusion.

But his degree of freedom in the illusion is higher than others, and it is very likely that one or two other Qi Practitioners will walk in outside the cave.

Tian Lin therefore asked the old man: "Have there been any powerful qi refiners in our valley recently?"

The old man said: "Are you talking about Hall Master Jiao? Manager Qiao has gone to welcome him. I estimate it will take a few days before he can reach the valley."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a young man suddenly stood up in the cave and said excitedly: "I've reached the first level of Qi Refining!"

After the young man finished speaking, one of the red-robed monks walked up to the young man first. After the young man circulated his true energy to confirm his cultivation, the red-robed monk's attitude improved a lot.

"You are young, and you are the first among this group of people to reach the first level of Qi Refining, which shows that you have good talent. From now on, you and I will be worthy of fellow Taoists."

But the young man said: "No, you are my senior, how can I be so rude?"

"In the world of cultivation, regardless of seniority, only cultivation is considered. Not to mention that I am not much older than you, even if we are different in seniority, we must be ranked according to cultivation."

After the red-robed monk finished speaking, another red-robed monk came up and said:

"Yes, cultivators have transcended the world and are no longer bound by ethics and morals. As long as your cultivation level is higher than that of the other person, he is your biological father, and he is the one who should bow to you."

"Now that you have become a Qi Refiner, you must know that the immortal world is forever separated, so you can no longer wear the same white robe as the mortals. I will help you get the red robe. This "Bloodline Curse" is the top-grade spell of our Blood Sect. , please don’t spread it!”

"There is also meat. Our kitchen just happened to hunt a relief sculpture today. Although its spiritual meat cannot help us improve our blood and true energy, it is also quite beneficial to our body's energy and blood."

Although immortals and mortals are separated forever, Tian Lin always feels that the most intuitive expression of this sentence is the difference in treatment.

Not long after, the young man had changed into a red robe and served an exquisite porcelain bowl.

Tian Lin's eyes rested on a piece of meat in the porcelain bowl, and he approached the young man and said, "Master Immortal, can I exchange the blood pill for you for some meat?"

The young man had just become a Qi practitioner, but he still could not understand the 'true meaning' of eternal separation between immortals and mortals. He actually asked Tian Lindao: "I have eaten your blood pill, what should you do?"

The red-robed monks in this valley only give out two low-quality blood pills to mortals every day.

If mortals want to survive and practice, they all have to rely on those two blood pills.

Tian Lin himself wanted to taste the blood pill to see if it had any effect, but when he thought that it was made from mortal flesh and blood, he couldn't bear to take it.

"I'll only change this once!"

After Tian Lin finished speaking, the young man hesitated for a moment. Seeing that several red-robed monks did not oppose him, he actually tore a piece of meat to Tian Lin.

Tian Lin handed the two blood pills to the young man, then walked towards the corner of the cave with the meat in the porcelain bowl.

A red-robed monk over there snorted coldly and followed Tian Lin unhurriedly, his right hand already touching the whip at his waist.

There was a 'pop' sound, and when the whip hit Tian Lin's back, Tian Lin had already poured out the blood and fire poison from the gauze in the corner.

He opened the stopper of blood and fire poison that was contained in a wooden gourd and sprinkled it on the meat in the porcelain bowl.

Then I heard the red-robed monk behind me sneer: "You can bear the pain, let's see how long you can bear it!"

He whipped Tian Lin twice again, causing Tian Lin's clothes to break and two more whip marks on his back.

It stands to reason that a cultivator's body is not much stronger than that of a mortal without physical training.

But Tian Lin had taken several body-refining elixirs, and although he had not deliberately practiced body-refining techniques, his skin and flesh were not comparable to those of ordinary people.

The monk was stunned for a moment, and finally transferred his true energy into the whip, and then fell on Tian Lin's back with the whip.

There was a "snap" sound, and the whip did not hit Tian Lin, but beat the porcelain bowl containing the meat into powder.

The red-robed monk's expression finally changed. He didn't know when Tian Lin disappeared. He only saw a white shadow in front of him, and there was only an empty bowl left in front of him.

With a 'chi' sound, the red-robed monk suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but no sound came out.

As the body fell to the ground, Tian Lin walked out of the darkness.

"The combination of the relief sculpture and the poison of blood and fire is indeed effective. The things in this illusion can indeed be eaten as long as there are entries showing it."

Tian Lin didn't wait for the body of the red-robed monk to be discovered, and turned into a white shadow and rushed towards the other five red-robed monks.

He had verified his thoughts, and now he killed another person first.

It would be a long night with many dreams, so it would be better to strike first.

After a while, the whole cave was in commotion.

As the last red-robed monk fell, Tian Lin's eyes flashed and he appeared on the second stone step of Dao Dao Mountain again.

At this time, Han Yue's figure had disappeared, and only the few outer disciples were still there.

When the outer disciples saw Tian Lin come out of the illusion alive, their faces were somewhat disappointed.

But seeing that Tian Lin's clothes were torn and there were wounds on his back, they all laughed.

That Qian Ping even said: "How about it, although you have obtained mid-level spells from several companies, but you only have the secrets of spells, but you can't understand the true meaning of the spells, what's the use?"

Tian Lin ignored Qian Ping, but stepped down the stone steps and entered the first and second stone steps again.

However, he tried several times, but without exception, he could not find the spirit stone on the red-robed monk.

Only the first stone step saw the spirit stone, but once he wanted to take action on the spirit stone, Manager Qiao would fight for his life.

Tian Lin tried to knock Steward Qiao unconscious, but found that once Steward Qiao lost consciousness, the illusion would collapse.

After struggling for more than ten times, Tian Lin himself was tired.

At this time, his true energy was exhausted and he could no longer enter the illusion to experiment. However, when he turned around, he found that the few outer disciples who were drinking on the platform had dispersed.

After looking at the moonlight, Tian Lin walked down the stairs and asked Old Man Gou, "What are they doing here to ask the mountain?"

Old Man Gou hesitated for a moment and then said truthfully:

"The sect recently ordered the disciples in the sect to go out and capture the blood sect demons. These outer disciples were afraid of being caught as 'strong men', so they simply used the excuse of climbing mountains to practice, so they came to Taoist Mountain."

The sect has always encouraged handyman disciples and outer disciples to climb mountains, but after Zhong Wuji went crazy, only a few Zhangfeng disciples among the outer disciples dared to climb Tao Mountain.

Apart from this, there are no people in Daoshan on weekdays.

"Did they say anything bad about me behind my back?"

Tian Lin asked again, and Old Gou quickly shook his head and said, "Except for the man named Qian who scolded Master Tian, ​​no one actually said anything bad about you, Master Tian."

Tian Lin nodded and walked down the mountain.

At this time, Lianshui Peak was quiet and no one was around. He lit the lantern, took a pen and paper, and copied out the "Blood Curse" he saw in the illusion according to his memory.

This spell is different from the spells Tian Lin has seen because it consumes blood energy and involves something called the 'power of the curse'.

Tian Lin doesn't know what the power of the curse is. He only knows that this spell is more like a poison than a spell -

He can take human blood to refine it, and use human blood to curse his close relatives.

This kind of magic that can hurt people from a distance without directly confronting them makes Tian Lin quite envious.

It's a pity that this is a spell of the Blood Cult, and it requires cultivating blood energy to cast it.

Tian Lin couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and reason told him that he must not break through the bottom line of being a human being.

"That's all, I can't practice this technique, and I have to prevent others from using my blood to refine Gu!"

Tian Lin grabbed the paper on the table, and the white paper spontaneously ignited instantly.

After Tian Lin threw away the 'fire', the white paper quickly burned to ashes.

At this time, Tian Lin really felt the crisis of Yueyue Sect!

If it were an upright duel, with the accumulation of several generations of Yue Yue Sect, and the masters of foundation building from other sects, the Blood Sect could not be the opponent of decent people.

But what if someone in the Blood Sect knows this "Bloodline Curse"?

At that time, thousands of blood sect demons were casting this "Bloodline Curse". How could there be enough disciples of the Yaoyue Sect to kill them?

Even those foundation-building ancestors would probably die if they were cursed by the demonic blood sect that also built their foundations.

"Fortunately, this spell requires taking a living person's blood to refine elixirs over a long period of time before it can curse their relatives - and I am an orphan."

In the next half month, Tian Lin did not rush to climb mountains, but simply meditated in the house.

He stayed in seclusion for half a month this time, and even food was brought up the mountain for him by people from down the mountain.

It was also in the past month and a half that he finally raised his cultivation level to the third level of Qi Refining.

On this day, Zhao Si, who delivered him a food box, knocked on the door and entered the house. Tongtian Lin said:

"Since Master Tian is going out of seclusion, why not leave the sect for a walk? If you can catch two demons, you can exchange them for some spiritual stones."

Tian Lin touched the beard on his chin and asked: "Where did the news of exchanging demon ways for spiritual stones come from?"

"Master Tian has not come down from the mountain. I don't know that too many people have died in Lin'an and Qinghe counties in the past half month. The sect ordered the disciples to go out to catch demons, but who is willing to do something that is not beneficial?"

"The sect saw that all the disciples in the peak were disloyal, so they had no choice but to place a reward and set a task. As long as you do the task of killing demons, you can get a spirit stone reward. Why don't Master Tian give it a try?"

Tian Lin's heart was moved, but his face was very calm: "This matter is not urgent. I will go down the mountain and take a look later."