Dressed as a cultivator, she wants to ascend

Lin Kexin didn't know how long it took, but she finally woke up and opened her eyes. What she saw was still green, different shades of green. She tried her best to look up, but it was still green, as if there was no other color in the world except green.

If you want to live a good life, always have a little green on your body?

It's just that this green is a bit too much. When Lin Kexin was thinking wildly, a faint "Kexin" came from behind. Although the voice was small, monks had sharp ears and eyes, so Lin Kexin still heard it.

After she turned around hard, she found that the colors around her were a little different. Behind her were Han Ying in a white robe and Tang Qingling in a red robe.

At this time, the upper bodies of the three people were entangled in vines, and they were hung in mid-air.

"Why hasn't Han Ying woke up yet?" Tang Qingling looked at Han Ying who was still unconscious and asked Lin Kexin.

"It's hurting your brain!" Lin Kexin said, looking at Han Ying's red and swollen forehead.

Speaking of which, Han Ying was also unlucky. He was standing farthest from the tree trunk. Before he was thrown in, he was dragged for a while and his head hit a rock.

Another quarter of an hour passed before Han Ying woke up.

Tang Qingling had successfully freed one of her hands and was burning the second vine with fire.

Lin Kexin glanced at Han Ying who woke up. Seeing that there was no big problem with him, he continued to study the vines with his head down. The color of these vines is lighter than the ones attacking me from outside, but their toughness seems to be better.

She tried to break free several times, but couldn't. Could it be that this thing is only afraid of fire?

Fortunately, spiritual power can still be used here.

Lin Kexin mobilized the thunder spirit power in her body to convert it into fire spirit power, pinched out a fireball and controlled it to burn towards a vine. After a while, the effect was there, but not much.

What about the bonus of the magic weapon?

Lin Kexin used her consciousness to rummage through her storage bag again. The storage bag hanging on her body only contained the Fireball Talisman, and the rest had nothing to do with fire.

So, she rummaged through her storage bracelet, and finally found a high-grade fire-attribute magic weapon in the storage ring, but it turned out to be a medicine hoe.

She didn't remember who gave it to her, and now Lin Kexin couldn't care less. She took out the hoe, took it into her own hand, and ran the Five Elements Transformation Technique to convert the thunder spirit power into fire spirit power, and then used this medicine to hoe Come and cut the vines that bind you.

This time it was much faster and effective, so Lin Kexin continued to compete with the vines on her body.

At this time, Tang Qingling only had the vines around her waist that were not broken. She was not in a hurry to deal with the vines on her body. Instead, she used the entanglement technique to pull Han Ying, who was still studying Cong's attack, down to her side, and used the Fiery Fire Technique. Come help him with the vines on him.

It took the three people another half an hour to finally burn the last vine tied to their bodies. Looking at the green pool under their feet, without any choice, the three of them fell into it.

The three people did not sink to the bottom of the pool as expected, but floated on it.

"This green pool is safe for the time being, but it will be difficult for us to get out!" Tang Qingling said after splashing twice on the water.

Lin Kexin lay on the water, looking at the tree tops that could not be reached at a glance, and then at the reflective tree trunks around the pool. She really had to think carefully before going out.

"Go take a look underwater!" Han Ying suggested.

The three people took out water-proof beads and slowly walked towards the bottom of the water. The pool was deeper than expected, and the green became darker as we went down, until it turned completely black at the end. The three of them continued walking down until Han Ying, who reached the front, stopped in front of a cave entrance.

"Is this a formation?" Tang Qingling asked, looking at the transparent barrier in front of the cave entrance.

"No, it's a one-way teleportation array." Han Ying observed it for a while and said.

"Since you're here, let's go and have a look."

So the three of them stood on a stone platform in front of the cave, and Han Ying casually threw a middle-grade spiritual stone on the stone platform. The stage suddenly lit up with white light last week. The white light dissipated and the three people on the stage had disappeared.

The three people who disappeared have now appeared in a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the heights of the three people have finally returned to normal.

The place here is not big, and you can see it at a glance. At the end of your sight is a green thatched house.

The three people came to the house, and before they could say anything or do anything, an old man's weak voice came from inside.

"Since you're here, it's fate, come in!"

The wooden door of the thatched house opened automatically, and the three people followed and walked in.

There are only two rooms in the house, one is the living room and the other should be the alchemy room. Entering the door is the living room. On the wall opposite the door hangs a portrait of an old man with a celestial spirit. He is sitting under a big tree, meditating and enlightening.

This tree looks a bit like the one outside! Tang Qingling murmured softly.

"This little friend is right. The tree in the painting is the same tree that attacked you." The old man's weak voice sounded again.

This time, they were sure that it was the old man in the portrait who spoke, so the three of them quickly bowed and saluted, "I've seen you, senior."

A faint light flashed, and the old man's shadow appeared in front of the portrait. He glanced at the three people in front of him before speaking.

"Everyone is dead, so don't talk about those false etiquette."

"You have fulfilled my conditions and can get my inheritance. There are three of you, but my inheritance can only be passed on to one person. You choose!"

When Lin Kexin heard this, she felt that the old guy was not holding his shit back.

"How come we don't know what conditions we fulfilled."

"We have been chased all the way here. If this can be considered your condition."

Tang Qingling replied directly, obviously she was worried about being beaten.

Lin Kexin and Han Ying nodded at the same time, indicating that this was indeed the case.

"I was an eighth-level alchemist during my lifetime. With my inheritance, you will avoid many detours. I also have countless alchemy recipes. At that time, many people were interested in my alchemy."

"After all these years, are you really not interested in this inheritance?"

The old man's voice was slightly bewitching.

Lin Kexin rolled her eyes secretly, why would she want that thing with a Lei Linggen? Besides, isn’t the eighth grade amazing? Her mother is now a sixth-grade alchemist!

Han Ying was also unmoved. With his ice spirit root, he just wanted to be a swordsman.

Tang Qingling was the only one among the three who was learning alchemy, but she saw that the old man was dishonest and didn't answer her questions, so she just stood there without moving.

"My cultivation back then also reached the perfection of becoming a god. I am in a good mood today and will pass on my cultivation techniques together."

The old man was also speechless. The scene where his friends turned against each other did not appear, so he upped the ante and looked at the three Qi refining stage still unmoved.

"Since you are so powerful, why are you still trapped here?" Lin Kexin asked casually after listening to the old man's words.

The old man's expression became fierce again for an instant. Although it was only for a moment, the three of them still noticed him. He let out a long sigh and then said: "Backlash!"