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At noon, the fire converges at the foot of the mountain.

Four young men and women came together and looked at the woods in the mountains.

"This is Huoheshan."

Zheng Weirong glanced at the woods on the mountain, turned his head and raised his voice to his companion.

"The mountains are here?" Bai Xiaotong asked.

"It should be true. I heard people say that the mountain monsters have appeared in Huohe Mountain for several months. Even the Academy of Merit has issued a clearing mission. It's just because there are too many mountain monsters and the difficulty of clearing them is too high, so they have been No one is done."

Bai Xiaotong curled her lips when she heard the words: "It must be that the salary is too low, otherwise a heavenly disciple would have made a move."

Zheng Weirong smiled and said nothing, as if he had acquiesced to Bai Xiaotong's statement.

As far as he knew, the reward for the task of clearing the mountain monsters was only three small merits.

As for the missions accepted by the heavenly disciples, the rewards are at least based on the theory of Zhonggong, and of course they don't look down on the three small Gonggong.

Let alone heaven-level disciples, even earth-level disciples are often not very enthusiastic about the task of rewarding the three small skills.

Zheng Weirong glanced at Ai Jingting and Yan Dao behind him.

Otherwise, these two would not have been unaware of this mission.

Bai Xiaotong came to Ai Jingting's side, smiled and said:

"Since there are mountain demons on Huohe Mountain, there are probably mountain charms too. If you are lucky, maybe Sister Ai will be able to get the hair of mountain charms today!"

Ai Jingting smiled gently: "Sister Cheng is auspicious."

Shan Mei, also known as the King of Mountain Ghosts, is accompanied by mountain ghosts wherever he goes.

Therefore, places with a large number of mountain ghosts are often haunted by mountain ghosts.

Ai Jingting has been looking for mountain charms all this time because the refining of the Yanling Pill requires the hair of mountain charms. Unfortunately, the number of mountain charms is rare, and they often appear in the depths of the dangerous mountains, so it is extremely difficult to find them. So far no results.

It just so happened that yesterday she accidentally learned that Huohe Mountain was haunted by a group of mountains, so she rushed over in a hurry.

"It's not too late, let's go up the mountain quickly."

Yan Dao also spoke at this time, and looked at Ai Jingting with a smile on his face.

"Junior Sister Ai, don't worry, I will help you get the Mountain Charm's hair today!"

The words are full of confidence.

Yan Dao did have the confidence to say this.

As a prefecture-level disciple of Jiuyang Taoist Academy, he has the cultivation of the seventh level of long-breathing, and he is also superb in martial arts, armed with a magic weapon, and his strength is definitely among the best among his peers.

And the Shan Mei on Huohe Mountain is at most in the middle stage of Ascension Realm, with his strength, killing Shan Mei is just a matter of hand.

Hearing this, Ai Tingjing just smiled slightly and kept her mouth shut.

Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong on the side looked at each other, and a smile flashed in their eyes.

It is well known that Yan Dao fell in love with Ai Jingting, and it was precisely because of this that when he heard that Ai Jingting was looking for someone to go to Huohe Mountain with him, Yan Dao ran over to volunteer for the first time, and the purpose was self-evident.

It's a pity that this Senior Sister Ai has a plain personality, and she doesn't pretend to talk to men on weekdays. Apart from cultivation, she is devoted to alchemy.

Despite this, Yan Dao still persevered and never gave up.

"Yan Ling Pill is a real high-grade pill. If Senior Sister Ai can obtain the hair of the mountain charm this time and successfully refine the Yan Ling Pill, then she will be promoted to an official alchemist just around the corner. Compared with the disciples of the upper court, they are not inferior, and the future is boundless!"

Zheng Weirong glanced at Ai Jingting, unable to hide his envy.

The status of a skilled alchemist in Nine Suns Sect is not much lower than that of a monk.

Even because of being able to refine many precious pills, his status is faintly detached, and even monks dare not neglect him.

Therefore, becoming an alchemist is a bright road that is not inferior to the path of a monk.

It's a pity that the profession of alchemy requires too much talent, and those who lack talent, no matter how hard they try, their achievements will be very limited in the end.

Many people with insufficient qualifications can't become even the lowest alchemist in their whole life, and they can only be alchemy apprentices in their whole life.

Ai Jingting's ability to step into the threshold of alchemy with half a foot at this age shows how amazing her aptitude is!

After talking for a while, a group of people set off up the mountain.

Although all four of them are strong, and even the weakest Bai Xiaotong has the fourth level of long-breathing cultivation, they are still cautious along the way, observing the surrounding situation attentively to prevent surprise attacks by strange monsters.

But after walking for a certain distance, Yan Dao suddenly let out a low sigh, and his eyes fell on the ground fifty or sixty meters away to the right.

The other three followed his line of sight, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

I saw a humanoid monster with extremely long limbs and a hideous face lying motionless there, it was a mountain monster.

Zheng Weirong quickly walked a few steps, stepped forward to check, and was surprised after a while.

"It's dead, judging from the wounds on the body, it should be done by the practitioner!"

Bai Xiaotong also came over, and after a few glances, he said in surprise:

"The traces of Melting Soldiers! They are disciples of our Dao Academy!"

Yan Dao nodded, stared at Shan Ling's corpse carefully for a while, and pondered:

"Looking at the shape of this mountain, it should be a strange monster in the early stage of the feathered state. There is only a wound on the head all over the body, and there is no blood on the claws, which means that the killer was a mountain that killed him with one blow. From the beginning to the end, the mountain did not resist. Opportunity."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong showed surprise together.

Even they could barely manage to kill the strange monsters at the early stage of the Ascension Realm with one blow. Could it be that the person who got there first was also a Xuan-level disciple of the Taoist Academy?

"Too bad, Shan Mei won't fall into that person's hands, right?" Bai Xiaotong suddenly worried.

Yan Dao said with a smile: "Don't worry, judging from the traces around, there is only one person who shot, and Shan Mei itself is a monster in the middle of the Ascension Realm. There are so many strange monsters, unless it is an earth-level disciple!"

Earth-level disciples generally have a long-breathing level of six or seven levels of cultivation. If they have magic weapons in hand, it will not be a problem to deal with a group of mountain monsters.

However, unless there is a special reason, prefecture-level disciples usually practice in the depths of the Longyuan Mountains, and will not go to the outer peaks like Huohe Mountain.

So that person is more likely to be just a Xuan level disciple.

And with the strength of Xuan level disciples, it is indeed impossible to single-handedly deal with a group of Shan Mei Shan Ling.

Thinking of this, Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong both heaved a sigh of relief.

Ai Jingting's slightly frowned eyebrows also loosened.

Seeing this, Yan Dao smiled slightly, and took the lead to walk up the mountain.

"Let's go, go over and see, which junior and junior sister is one step ahead of us."

The four immediately speeded up the mountain.

And on the road that followed, not surprisingly, I saw many corpses of Shan Ling one after another, most of them were in the early stage of Ascension Realm, and the number also changed from a single one at the beginning to three or four at the same time.

And no matter how many there are, all the mountain monsters are killed with one blow, and their heads are scorched black by the high temperature.

Seeing the back, not only Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong were secretly speechless, but even Yan Dao and Ai Jingting showed a trace of solemnity on their faces.

"Dacheng, no, this is the Melting Hand of the Consummation Realm!"

Yan Dao's expression was slightly serious, and he no longer cared about it at first.

It must be known that the cultivation of Soldiers Melting Hand is extremely difficult, and many long-breathing disciples have been immersed in this martial skill for a year or two, but they can barely reach the proficient level.

As far as Yan Dao knew, there were only two disciples in the Lower Court who could cultivate the Soldiers Melting Hand to perfection.

And those two people are both heaven-level disciples!

Yan Dao was startled and uncertain, and was a little shaken by his guess just now.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, the person on the mountain is not a Xuan-level disciple, but actually one of the two Heaven-level disciples?

When he came back to his senses, he involuntarily accelerated his pace up the mountain.

The other three also hurriedly accelerated their steps.

It didn't take long for the four of them to arrive near the top of the mountain.

More than a hundred meters away, Yan Dao and the others heard roars and howls from afar.

The four of them looked at each other, and rushed towards the direction of the sound at the same time.

Soon, they came to the place where the battle took place.

What came into view was a fierce and unusual battle.

One side of the battle is a group of strange monsters.

The leader is a spirit monster riding a white-fronted tiger with eye-catching eyes, with a high nose and wide lips, a tree branch with leaves tied around his waist, and strangely colored indigo skin all over his body, with a fierce and fierce aura.

And around it, surrounded by seven or eight mountains.

On the other side of the battle was a young man who looked to be about twenty years old, with bare hands, even though he was outnumbered by one opponent, he still looked calm and did not panic.

On the surrounding ground, there were already four or five corpses of Shan Ling, all of which had their heads scorched black without exception, which was exactly the same as that of the Shan Ling corpses that Yan Dao and others had seen just now.

Apparently the young man in front of him was the one who killed those mountain monsters.

"Why does this person look familiar?" Zheng Weirong hesitated.

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xiaotong had already exclaimed.

"Lin Shen! That person is Lin Shen!"

"Lin Shen?"

Zheng Weirong was startled, and then quickly realized, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"That Lin Shen who was promoted to Xuan-level disciple just after entering the Taoist academy?"

"Who else? I didn't expect to meet him here!"

Bai Xiaotong's eyes sparkled and his face was full of excitement.

Even Ai Jingting, who has always been indifferent and elegant, changed her expression, staring at Lin Shen with clear eyes, obviously very interested in this rumored genius.

At this time, Zheng Weirong suddenly made a sound.

"No, didn't you hear that Lin Shen had just been promoted to the Long Breath Realm not long ago? It stands to reason that his cultivation should only be at the first level of Long Breath, but looking at the situation, at least he has the third level of Long Breath!"

After what Zheng Weirong said, Bai Xiaotong and Ai Jingting also reacted, and expressions of astonishment appeared on their faces.

indeed.

It is rumored that Lin Shen's martial arts attainments are extremely high, and he has cultivated a variety of powerful martial arts, and his realm is not low, even enough to leapfrog fighting.

But no matter how superb the martial arts are, if the cultivation base is only one level of long breath, it is impossible to single-handedly defeat a group of mountain ghosts and mountain monsters!

Obviously either the rumors were wrong.

Either in this short period of one month, Lin Shen's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

If it's the latter, then Lin Shen's aptitude is simply terrifying to the extreme!

"I didn't expect Lin Shen to hide so deeply. Many people are still saying that Lin Shen will definitely not be able to keep his place as a Xuan-level disciple. I really want them to see the current situation."

Bai Xiaotong's pretty face was full of surprise.

Zheng Weirong nodded approvingly, just based on the strength that Lin Shen showed right now, he was more than a notch better than many Xuan-level disciples.

At least he is far inferior to Bai Xiaotong.

It seems that the rumors are wrong. Although Lin Shen is a freshman, his true strength level has already reached the level of a proper Xuan-level disciple.

It's no wonder that the director of the department specially made Gelin Shen a Xuan-level disciple, and it really is the director of the department who has sharp eyes!

Thinking that many Huang-level disciples were gearing up to challenge Lin Shen in the next level challenge, Zheng Weirong couldn't help but want to mourn for them for a few seconds.

I don't know what kind of expression they will have when they face Lin Shen and discover his true strength?

Feeling emotional in his heart, Zheng Weirong was about to say something in agreement, when he caught sight of Yan Dao's gloomy face out of the corner of his eye, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately retracted the words that came to his lips.

"I almost forgot, the Yan family and Lin Shen have a lot of trouble!"

Zheng Weirong thought to himself, and quickly winked at Bai Xiaotong.

Bai Xiaotong also reacted now, stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

At this time, the battle not far away has come to an end.

Under the mighty power of the Melting Hand, the seven or eight heads of the mountain had already turned into scorched corpses lying on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Shan Mei was the only one left in the noisy group of strange monsters. She was beaten to the left and right by Lin Shen's men, and she was in a mess. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that defeat was only a matter of time.

The same is true.

After five or six breaths, Lin Shen opened his mouth and stopped drinking, the sound of the dragon pierced through his ears, shaking Shan Mei's head dizzily, and his body swayed again and again as if drunk.

And he took the opportunity to flash behind Shan Mei like a gust of wind, stretched out his hand to Shan Mei's back, and let out a fierce breath.

In an instant, Shan Mei's body trembled violently, her eyes were round and protruding, and all vitality in her body was instantly wiped out.

thump!

Shan Mei fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

Lin Shen slowly withdrew his palm and turned to look at Ai Jingting and the others.

As early as the moment the four of them reached the top of the mountain, Lin Shen had already noticed, but he ignored them when he saw that they had no other movements except to stop and watch the battle.

Looking over the weapons in the hands of several people, Lin Shen felt a little clear.

The ordinary weapons produced by Qiaogong Pavilion of Jiuyang Daoyuan are all of uniform standard and have exclusive marks.

And the weapons in the hands of these four people are precisely produced by Qiaogong Pavilion. Obviously they are also disciples of Jiuyang Taoist Academy, but they don't know which level they are.

Lin Shen didn't have any interest in exploring, so he took a few glances and then looked away, took out the dagger and began to cut Shan Mei's hair.

The most valuable part of Shan Mei's body is the strands of hair, which can be used not only for medicine, but also for making special weapons such as whips and ropes, and has a wide range of uses.

Lin Shen remembered that there was a corresponding collection task in the Merit Academy, and the reward seemed to be three to four hundred merit points.

So when Lin Shen and Shan Mei fought, they deliberately avoided that strand of hair.

Otherwise, with his strength, Shan Mei would have been dealt with long ago.

As for the hairs of those mountains, they were worthless, and their flesh and blood did not contain aura like many monsters. Even eating them could not provide the energy needed for cultivation, so Lin Shen ignored them and discarded them.

After a while, Lin Shen cut off Shan Mei's hair, cut off Shan Mei's head and put it away, ready to go back as a mission certificate.

After doing all this, he got up to leave, but was stopped by a soft voice.

"Junior Brother Lin, please wait a moment."

Lin Shen looked back and found that it was the gentle woman among the four who spoke.

"My name is Ai Jingting, an earth-level disciple of Jiuyang Taoist Academy."

Seeing Lin Shen looking over, Ai Jingting quickly introduced herself.

Lin Shen nodded slightly, even though he heard that the person in front of him was a prefecture-level disciple, his expression did not change at all.

"What's up?"

"I would like to ask Junior Brother Lin to ask me one thing, can you transfer those mountain charm hairs to me, and I can exchange them with you for pills."

Ai Jingting said slowly, with a sincere look and a gentle tone, people couldn't help but feel good.

After listening, Lin Shen frowned and asked:

"How do you want to exchange?"

"If you don't mind, I can exchange Hunyuan Pill with you."

Seeing that Lin Shen seemed a little moved, Ai Jingting breathed a sigh of relief, turned her wrist, and there was already a delicate porcelain vase in her white palm.

"Here are ten Hunyuan Pills, how about exchanging them with you for the hair of the mountain charm?"

There was anticipation in Ai Jingting's eyes.

The hair of the mountain charm is one of the essential materials for refining the Yanling Pill, which is very important to her.

Whether he can be promoted to an official alchemist depends on this time.

Lin Shen was a little moved when he heard the words.

The ten Hunyuan Pills are worth 500 merit points, which is already a lot more than the actual value of the Mountain Charm's Hair, and he still took advantage of it.

Anyway, it is useless for him to hold the hair of the mountain charm, at most he can exchange it for meritorious service, it is better to exchange it with Ai Jingting for the Hunyuan Dan.

After thinking for a while, Lin Shen already had a calculation in his heart, and was about to speak.

But at this moment, Yan Dao suddenly made a sound.

"Ten Hunyuan Pills are exchanged for the hair of the mountain charm. You have taken advantage of this deal. Why hesitate?"

As soon as these words came out, Ai Jingting frowned slightly.

Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong also thought it was bad at the same time.

Sure enough, Lin Shen turned his head to look at Yan Dao, looked him up and down, and said with a faint smile:

"Who is this?"