I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

Tian Lin was not in a hurry to go to Baihua Peak. He was not sure whether to go or stay.

Besides, it was still more than two hours before dawn.

Elder Xiao was not like Elder Liu. He had no master-disciple relationship with him. Besides, Elder Xiao had a hot temper, and Tian Lin did not want to offend him.

At night, Tian Lin went to the Asking Mountain while knocking on the Xun bird eggs.

When Old Man Gou saw Tian Lin appear, he was obviously relieved and felt a lot more relaxed.

Tian Lin ignored Old Man Gou and went directly to the second section of the tenth stone steps.

"You and I are both people of the fifth level of Qi Refining. Now if we want to improve our cultivation, we can only think of those Qi Refiners-"

The familiar opening remarks sounded. In order to avoid affecting the progress of the illusion, Tian Lin did not interrupt the words of the red-robed monk on the right.

After the monk finished speaking, Tian Lin recited: "He has cultivated a top-grade spell to the realm of minor success. How can we fight him?"

"What are you afraid of? Zhou Qing was seriously injured. If he was fine at ordinary times, how much power can he exert now that he is injured?"

After the red-robed monk on the left finished speaking, Tian Lin was stunned.

He remembered that the lines were not like this. It was probably because his expression and movements were different from the last illusion, so the red-robed monk on the left changed the lines.

Fortunately, the change of lines did not affect the overall situation.

At this time, the creaking sound of wheels was heard on the official road, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves colliding.

"Here we come!"

After the red-robed monk on the right finished speaking, with only one word "up", the two quickly flew to the official road.

Tian Lin saw the red-robed monk waved his sword, and first the driver and the horse died one after another.

Seeing another red-robed monk waved his sword vigorously, the dozen strong men behind the carriage also died one after another.

But in the process, Tian Lin saw a hole in the carriage canopy, and then a young man flew out of the carriage and quietly entered the woods next to it like a light swallow.

Tian Lin was amazed by the young man's quick movements and clean movements.

If he had not anticipated it and had not been hiding in the dark to observe, he would have been kept in the dark like the two red-robed monks in the battle.

"Be careful behind you!"

Tian Lin saw Zhou Qing appear with his own eyes, and saw Zhou Qing fly into the woods with his own eyes.

Seeing Zhou Qing take out two black beads from the treetops in the forest and pretend to explode them on the two unsuspecting red-robed monks, Tian Lin hurriedly warned him.

The two red-robed monks were about to rush into the carriage, but after Tian Lin's reminder, they quickly retreated.

But the short red-robed monk was a step slower in reaction. Before he could turn around, a black bead appeared under his feet.

With a bang, the short red-robed monk was instantly blown into a cloud of blood mist.

Although the tall red-robed monk was one step faster, he was also blown away by the residual power of another bead and lost his lower body.

"You are so good, Zhou Qing. As a errand disciple of the Daodao Sect, you act so despicable. No wonder you were expelled from the Daodao Sect!"

This red-robed monk was also a ruthless man. Although his lower body was lost and his intestines flowed out of his stomach, he still fearlessly pulled out a talisman paper from his lapel and pretended to die with Zhou Qing.

It was a pity that he only knew that Zhou Qing was hiding in the forest, but he couldn't find Zhou Qing's location.

And Zhou Qing in the forest just hid his body and refused to show up. It was obvious that he was waiting for the red-robed monk to die of his serious injuries.

At this time, Tian Lin was a little embarrassed. He didn't know how many beads Zhou Qing had in his hand.

He was afraid of being blown to pieces by Zhou Qing's beads after showing up, but he was unwilling to leave directly.

Finally, the red-robed monk on the official road could not hold on any longer, and he shouted:

"Old Huang, are you waiting for me to die so that you can use my body to refine blood pills? Why don't you come and save me?"

His words made Tian Lin speed up his escape.

Tian Lin did not hesitate any more, turned his back and ran.

Although the perfect level of wind-walking technique is not a top-grade spell, it is enough for Tian Lin to be proud of among the Qi-refining masters.

Not long after, Tian Lin heard a thunderous sound on the official road.

Tian Lin guessed that it was the tall red-robed monk who detonated the talisman paper in his hand.

But he did not leave the illusion at this moment, which showed that Zhou Qing was still alive.

The forest was silent at this time. Tian Lin waited for more than an hour and finally turned around and walked back.

His wind-walking technique was silent, and he soon saw the official road.

Tian Lin was hiding on a treetop at this time, and was surprised to find that Zhou Qing's body was lying next to the tall monk.

But now that he was in an illusion, Tian Lin was sure that Zhou Qing on the official road was pretending to be dead, trying to lure him out!

He didn't know why Zhou Qing spent so much time luring him, but he knew that if he dragged it on like this, Zhou Qing would only become more and more embarrassed.

After another half an hour, Zhou Qing on the ground finally couldn't hold it anymore.

He sat up quickly and looked around vigilantly.

Tian Lin didn't show up to attack the other party because he didn't have the confidence to kill him with one blow.

"Your ability to endure anger seems to be higher than your cultivation. You know that Zhou is seriously injured and dying, but you don't dare to attack him. Such a rat dares to ambush me?"

No matter how he provoked him, Tian Lin just hid on the treetop and refused to show up.

Finally, Zhou Qing couldn't help it anymore, and flew away on the official road, covering his abdomen.

Seeing this, Tian Lin didn't chase him.

Half an hour later, he saw Zhou Qing staggering back onto the official road.

Tian Lin was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Qing's escape was actually a deception, and the purpose was to lure him out.

Finally, Zhou Qing seemed to be sure that the enemy was gone, and then he left boldly.

Tian Lin waited in the forest for several more hours, but this time he did not see Zhou Qing come back.

But he was not in a hurry, because he knew that Zhou Qing would come back sooner or later.

With this skill, Tian Lin went to the official level and began to refine the spiritual liquid.

He was convinced that he would not be able to improve his cultivation to the seventh level of Qi Refining this time, so he only drank water spirit liquid and gold spirit liquid.

After all the acupuncture points on the seventh meridian were filled with gold and water spiritual energy, Tian Lin looked at the sky and stopped practicing greedily.

Finally, a gust of wind sounded in the distance.

They saw Zhou Qing, with his chest exposed and a body of meat hanging from his body, crashing through the dangers arranged by Tian Lin along the road and rushing towards Tian Lin at high speed.

Tian Lin retreated while attacking with his Yaoyang Finger.

His Fengxing technique was so fast that Zhou Qing simply couldn't catch up.

In addition, Zhou Qing's injuries this time were more serious than in the last illusion, and it was obvious that his true energy had been exhausted.

The two of them chased and escaped, and the scene in front of Tian Lin suddenly changed after an unknown amount of time.

When he opened his eyes again, the person had appeared on the mountain.

"Did I consume him to death? It seems that Zhou Qing's weakness is also obvious."

Tian Lin breathed a sigh of relief and thought for a while. He went to the fourth level of stone steps to slay [Flying Dragon] to replenish the fire spirit energy. After recovering his true energy, he entered the tenth level of stone steps again.

After that, he entered the fantasy world more than ten times, and finally broke through to the seventh level of Qi refining.

After more than a dozen experiences, Tian Lin not only gained a clear understanding of the experience, but also gained a lot of understanding of Zhou Qing's combat prowess and character.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Tian Lin decided to enter the tenth stone step again.

"You and I are both at the fifth level of Qi Refining—"

As soon as the familiar opening words came out, Tian Lin glanced at the red-robed monk on the right and said before he finished speaking:

"It's better for us to stay on one side than to ambush on both sides. When Zhou Qing comes over, we will attack together to make him vulnerable from both sides."

Although the red-robed monk was interrupted, he was not angry. Instead, he said: "You old man, I never thought that you would also study the art of war in addition to practicing."

Tian Lin said: "You two just stay here and wait for me to go to the other side to guard Zhou Qing."

After Tian Lin finished speaking, he flew onto the official road.

I saw his figure flash again and appeared in the thorn forest on the other side.

After a while, the sound of wheels sounded on the official road.

The two red-robed monks over there signaled to Tian Lin, but just when they were about to take action, Tian Lin suddenly shouted from the treetops toward the official road: "Mr. Zhou, be careful, there is an ambush in the forest!"

As soon as he spoke, the hood of the carriage opened instantly, and Zhou Qing was seen holding a sword. He stood on the hood and saw two red-robed monks at a glance.

The expressions of the two red-robed monks changed, they stood up and cursed: "Damn it, Old Huang, you are seeking death!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, an explosion sounded at their feet.

Needless to say, these two red-robed monks were already dead.

Tian Lin did not expect that the two red-robed monks would die so quickly, which did not reflect his contribution at all.

Facing dozens of pairs of wary eyes on the official road, Tian Lin and Zhou Qing cupped their hands:

"I am the Huahua Lang who was captured from Yulong Continent. I can't bear to help the tyrants, so I warned him. If Mr. Zhou is worried that I am a member of the Blood Cult, you might as well just kill me."

Zhou Qing was not worried about Tian Lin and listened to him:

"Since fellow Taoist knows that he is a member of the Blood Cult, he should know that Zhou has always drawn his sword and killed the Blood Cult."

"Although I have taken blood pills, I have never killed people to make pills with my own hands. If Mr. Zhou thinks that people like me who were forced to join the blood sect are also guilty, then Huang has nothing to say, just say goodbye!"

Tian Lin cupped his hands and turned around to leave.

As Tian Lin expected, Zhou Qing suddenly said: "Wait a minute, you saved me after all. How could Zhou do something ungrateful just because of his suspicion?"

Tian Lin turned around and said: "So, Mr. Zhou doesn't dislike me because I am a blood cultist, nor does he want to kill me because I have taken blood pills?"

Zhou Qing put away his sword, stood on the hood of the car and said with a sad expression:

"Zhou was expelled from the sect, which brought shame to the entire Zhou family. Now I am the only one who dislikes me, so how can I have the shame to dislike others?"

After he finished speaking, the coachman couldn't help but said: "Sir, your blood is dripping on my face. Get into the carriage quickly."

Zhou Qing was not in a hurry to return to the carriage, but made a 'please' gesture to Tian Lin:

"If fellow Taoist friends are not afraid of being betrayed by me, why not go to the humble house and have a drink together."

After Tian Lin heard this, he floated out of the forest and appeared on the official road.

He shook hands with the other men, and then with Zhou Qing, and finally entered Zhou Qing's carriage.

In the carriage, there were several magic books placed.

Tian Lin waited for Zhou Qing to put the magic books back into his storage bag, and his eyes suddenly fixed on the carriage's floor.

He couldn't help but point to a mountain-shaped stone sculpture on the table and asked, "May I ask fellow Taoist Zhou, what kind of mountain is this?"

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, then picked up the mountain-shaped stone sculpture and held it in his hands.

There was a trace of reluctance on his face, and he finally said with a bitter smile:

"This is the Taoist Mountain of our Immortal Sect's Taoist Sect. There is an Immortal Ladder there, which is the training place for the inner sect disciples and the true disciples."

Tian Lin looked at the miniature stone hill, and it seemed familiar to him.

He couldn't help but asked: "Have fellow Taoists ever climbed this mountain?"

Zhou Qing said: "I am just refining my Qi. I am just asking the disciples of Sashu Mountain Gate at the foot of the mountain. How can I be qualified to climb the Immortal Ladder?"