Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

“Here it comes!”

Seeing Yun Can Zhen Jun’s attack getting closer and closer, the mysterious energy that Lin Yi had mobilized with all his strength finally responded.

With a humming sound, a vague shadow that was strong enough to support the sky and the earth sat cross-legged and enveloped Lin Yi.

Yun Can Zhen Jun slapped it with his palm, but there was no movement at all, and the palm print dissipated directly.

“This...”

Yun Can Zhen Jun was shocked by the vague shadow, and a sense of badness suddenly rose. After a slight sense, Yun Can Zhen Jun was horrified in his heart and almost roared: “You, how can you have the power of merit!”

Yuan Ying Zhen Jun’s soul was so terrifying that Lin Yi’s entire sea of ​​consciousness shook with his roar.

However, the shadow that supported the sky and the earth only burst out with a weak golden light, which stabilized Lin Yi’s sea of ​​consciousness.

“This mysterious energy, is it the power of merit?”

Lin Yi has obtained this power of merit for more than a hundred years, but he only knows its name now.

"Ah, why do you have the power of merit!" Yun Can Zhenjun has gone crazy.

He never thought that the flesh he was targeting would actually have the power of merit.

It's over, everything is over.

If it were in the outside world, Lin Yi's little power of merit would have no effect on him.

But what can he do? This is in Lin Yi's sea of ​​consciousness. No matter how little the power of merit is, it is still the power of merit, and its level is far beyond the level that his Yuanying soul can resist.

"Oh." Looking at Yun Can Zhenjun asking himself madly, Lin Yi said calmly: "I was a Buddhist before I formed a pill, otherwise how do you think I would have a Buddhist disciple."

"Damn it, why didn't I sense the power of merit in you!"

The exploration technique practiced by Yun Can Zhenjun has never made any mistakes, so it gave him great confidence.

But he didn't expect that the only mistake in this exploration technique was enough to make him step into the abyss.

"I don't know about that."

Looking at the annoyed look of Yun Can Zhen Jun, Lin Yi felt so happy.

If this guy was in the outside world, Lin Yi really couldn't do anything to him.

After all, even if he could only exert the strength of Jindan Perfection, he had the knowledge and experience of Yuanying. If they really fought, I'm afraid no one would be his opponent.

Even if Lin Yi dispatched the Ice and Fire Dragon Phoenix, he could only protect himself at most.

But I didn't expect that Yun Can Zhen Jun didn't know what was wrong with him and actually wanted to take over his body!

So, it's time to send Yun Can Zhen Jun on his way.

The soul of a Yuanying Zhen Jun in his sea of ​​consciousness is still a little scary after all, and Lin Yi doesn't want anything to happen.

"Never see you again!"

Lin Yi said as he directly mobilized the power of merit. The sitting shadow that stood upright slowly raised his hand, and the huge palm covered almost the entire sky.

"Hehe, hehe."

Looking at the palm that covered almost the entire sky falling, Yun Can Zhen Jun had no idea of ​​resisting at all. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, looking back at his more than 300 years of cultivation career. Although he was a demon cultivator, he was also a person of outstanding talent. How many people in the entire cultivation world can cultivate to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at the age of more than 300 but less than 400 years old?

Unfortunately, because his cultivation level was improved too quickly, and he lost his original heart due to the influence of demonic energy, he was besieged by several righteous cultivators and ended up seriously injured and dying.

"Righteous way, normal way, hehe."

Before being slapped into ashes by the shocking giant palm, he sighed helplessly, and then was crushed by the power of merit without leaving any residue.

After doing this, the power of merit dissipated instantly, and Lin Yi's sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened.

No, it's not that nothing had happened.

Lin Yi looked at the storage ring left in his sea of ​​consciousness and trembled with excitement.

A storage ring of a Nascent Soul True Lord, I wonder how many treasures will be left in it?

Although this Yuanying Zhenjun is a demon cultivator, most of the things in it should not be used by him, but even if there are a few, it is still a huge amount of precious wealth for Lin Yi now.

Of course, the biggest wealth is the continuous flow of merit power. You must know that Yuncan Zhenjun is a genuine Yuanying Zhenjun. After killing him, Lin Yi obtained unprecedented merit power, which directly made the phantom formed by the merit power in his mysterious space clearer, although it was still very blurry.

"I don't know when it will be completely clear." Lin Yi shook his head, and after transferring the storage ring to the Lingzhu space, his consciousness returned to his body.

Then, he saw the Hun Tian stick emitting brilliant golden light hanging above his head.

Seeing this, Lin Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes and looked at Zhao Bufan who was staring at him and said: "Traitor, you want to kill your master!"

Zhao Bufan didn't expect Lin Yi to regain consciousness so quickly. He was startled by Lin Yi's sudden voice. The Hun Tian stick almost fell on Lin Yi's head, which scared Lin Yi's hair.

Although he has cultivated his body to the limit of the early stage of the Golden Core, the Hun Tian Stick is a mid-grade magic weapon. If the stick hits him, Lin Yi's head will not be able to withstand it.

Fortunately, Zhao Bufan reacted in time and did not let the Hun Tian Stick fall.

However, Zhao Bufan did not relax his vigilance, but stared at Lin Yi: "What's your name!"

"Lin Yi."

"How do I know you?"

Lin Yi rolled his eyes at Zhao Bufan: "High-level cultivators can take over the bodies of low-level cultivators and view some of their memories. Instead of asking me this, you might as well use your magic power to illuminate me. Have you forgotten what kind of cultivator you are?"

"Uh." Zhao Bufan looked at Lin Yi, who was illuminated by the light of the Hun Tian Stick without any discomfort, with a bit of embarrassment, and put away the Hun Tian Stick with a chuckle: "Master, it's great that you are okay!"

"It's really great." Lin Yi nodded, thinking of the storage ring left by Yun Can Zhen Jun, Lin Yi was in a good mood.

"By the way!" Lin Yi cast his eyes on the huge coffin, and then activated the double pupil technique to check it out.

"Middle-grade spiritual treasure!"

After seeing the quality of the coffin, Lin Yi was overjoyed.

When Yun Can Zhen Jun opened the coffin lid, the coffin lid hit the pillar of the hall and broke it directly, but there was no trace of the coffin lid. Lin Yi knew that this must be a treasure, so he paid a little attention to it.

Unexpectedly, this gave him such a big surprise.

A spiritual treasure, and a mid-grade spiritual treasure!

Unexpectedly, he could already possess a spiritual treasure before he became a Yuanying Zhenjun.

Of course, the most important thing is that this coffin is not a magic weapon! It is an extremely rare Yin weapon.

Yin weapons are not magic weapons. They may look and sound a bit evil, but they are just unorthodox. They are not magic weapons that affect the mind or even require evil methods to be sacrificed.

The practice of Lin Yi, "Liang Yi Hun Chaos Sutra", originally has the attributes of Yin and Yang. This coffin is very suitable for Lin Yi.

So, Lin Yi took the initiative to put the coffin into the storage ring, but was surprised to find that the coffin actually had its own space and could not be placed in the storage ring at all.