Chapter 452 Looks Like an Old Monster

While eating buns, Li Lin listened attentively to the monks' gossip.

When Li Lin heard the monks talking about some evil figures in super sects like Dai Qianqiu who became obsessed with quick success and lost their realm, he raised his eyebrows, but did not feel too surprised. Instead, he waited quietly.

The development of the world today has deviated greatly from the content of his predictive dream, but as long as the people who created those incidents are still there, what is supposed to happen will happen sooner or later.

It is precisely because some people never wake up until they die that there is so-called destiny in this world.

This is the case with the Immortal Palace, and it is also the case with some other people...

Soon Li Lin noticed some people with suspicious movements. They were smiling, which not only gave people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze, but also had the righteousness of heaven and earth around them. At first glance, they were righteous monks. However, Li Lin had studied the books of sages under a great scholar and had a very good understanding of the righteousness of heaven and earth. Therefore, Li Lin could see at a glance that these "righteous monks" were all beasts in human form.

Li Lin came to a stall and casually looked at the magic weapons there, but his peripheral vision was always observing a few of the people there.

Soon, one of them took action. The man casually picked up a spiritual plant, and after the other cultivator rubbed his hands and thanked him, he casually threw a storage bag to him and left in a leisurely manner.

Li Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the storage bag.

The storage bag is a space storage magic weapon. Although it is non-aggressive, it has a built-in magic array to block peeping. Only cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage can remotely spy on the contents of the storage bag without opening it.

Although he is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, there are too many people and experts in the Taoist competition, and it is an unspoken rule that prohibits snooping into other people's storage bags. If he rashly explores, it will definitely attract some people's attention.

After thinking for a while, Li Lin stepped forward and picked up the magic weapon on the stall. The name of the sect was engraved on the magic weapon.

The second-rate sect, Mumao Sect.

The cultivator from Mumao Sect thought that Li Lin was interested in the magic weapon, so he immediately put away his storage bag, smiled and rubbed his hands as he introduced the magic weapon in Li Lin's hand to Li Lin.

"My fellow Taoist, you have good eyesight. This is a willow flute made from a branch of a willow tree that had become a spirit in the fusion stage that I encountered by Taoist Liu of the Mumao Sect. It has the power of a lower-grade earth rank. As long as you blow this flute with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you can attract a trace of the willow tree's thoughts and kill the enemy invisibly."

The monk from Mumao Sect introduced the magic weapon while observing Li Lin.

The appearance of the monks is very deceptive. Some of them look like girls in their twenties, but in fact they may be very old girls. And those very old girls will really pretend to be very young and use their youthful appearance to deceive people.

It is not difficult to distinguish them. In addition to checking the root bones, you can also distinguish them through some details.

Whether they are arrogant or humble, truly young monks with high cultivation have a lot in common. They are often full of vigor, very focused, very concerned about the things at hand, and can easily get involved.

As for those monks who look young and have high cultivation levels, but are actually quite old, most of them look full of vigor, but are actually very lazy. Not only do they have a lack of concentration, they also do things carelessly and sometimes suddenly lose focus.

Li Lin in front of him looked very young, and his cultivation was still in the Nascent Soul stage. He was either a genius or an old weirdo.

The monk from Mumao Sect keenly noticed that Li Lin seemed to be playing with the willow flute, but his attention was not on the flute.

Obviously an old monster.

The attitude of the Mu Mao Sect monks unconsciously became perfunctory.

If it was a young Nascent Soul stage person, he would naturally deal with him carefully, in case the other party was a genius from a first-rate sect.

If it was an old Yuanying monster pretending to be young...

Although the Mumao Sect is a second-rate sect, it has no shortage of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Li Lin raised his lips without leaving any trace, and bowed his hands respectfully, "I have long heard that Taoist Liu of your sect has entered the Dao with the willow, and his methods are extraordinary. To be honest with you, I came here to join the Mumao Sect."

The Taoist Competition is the most grand competition in Taoism, gathering the top and most powerful sects in every stage of Taoism. If one has the opportunity to join a more powerful sect, at least for the person concerned, it would be a step to heaven.

Third-rate and inferior sects work hard to train disciples and try their best to participate in the Taoist competition just to have the most talented disciples in their sect enter the competition and have the opportunity to join a more powerful sect that they could not even see in the past.

But even if those disciples are lucky enough to join a more powerful sect, they will not be valued. At most, they can only be an ordinary outer disciple. Those from the Taoist sect may not even be able to be outer disciples. They can only be odd jobs and be assigned to do dirty and tiring work.

Upon hearing this, the Mumao Sect cultivator was stunned at first, but then he suddenly realized what was going on. He immediately changed his expression and raised his hand to wave in a humble manner, "Thank you for your kindness, Daoist friend. But Daoist friend, you also know that although my Mumao Sect is a second-rate sect, my ancestor Taoist Liu has broken through the fusion stage for a long time, so it is not an exaggeration to say that we are a quasi-first-rate sect."

"To be honest with you, my fellow Taoist, our Mumao Sect intends to use this Taoist competition to become a first-class sect."

"So, fellow Daoist, with your cultivation and age..."

When he heard the words "first-rate sect", Li Lin's eyes lit up and he immediately became excited, "Please be flexible, I can do anything!"

The Mumao Sect cultivator crossed his arms over his chest, snorted complacently, and then shook his head, "My fellow Daoist, I really can't make the decision on this matter, but... seeing that you are so sincere, how about this, you come to this place tonight, and if you can pass the test, I can help you plead with the elders."

After saying this, the monk from the Mu Mao Sect threw a jade token to Li Lin.

Li Lin put the jade token into his arms, thanked him repeatedly and bought the willow flute generously. However, the monk of Mumao Sect keenly noticed the slightly drooping corners of Li Lin's eyes and the fleeting pursed lips when Li Lin took out the storage bag, and he couldn't help but smile contemptuously in his heart.

After walking into the dark, Li Lin took out the jade token, which showed a coordinate.

Li Lin picked up the jade token, ran his thumb over its surface, then took out the willow flute and examined it carefully.

Although the Willow Flute is an earth-level magic weapon, Li Lin could tell at a glance that this magic weapon relied entirely on the good materials to have the power of the earth-level, and the level of refining could only be described as garbage.

On the contrary, the jade plate seems to have only the function of positioning, but it is made extremely exquisitely.

If the person who made the jade token were allowed to refine the willow flute, the flute would at least have the power of a mid-level earth grade.

Li Lin thought again of the storage bag that the monk from Mumao Sect had received.

evening.

Li Lin arrived at the location according to the guidance of the jade tablet. It was a dark corner, and the negative energy flowing around made Li Lin feel uncomfortable and surprised.

After all, this Taoist competition is held in the Eight Wildernesses, so the venue of the Taoist competition is extremely particular.

The base of the tower is a huge Bagua pattern, symbolizing the balance and harmony of heaven and earth. The base of the Bagua is carefully paved with black and white stones, with the Yin and Yang fish intertwined with each other, and the eight directions are respectively engraved with the symbols of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, and each symbol emits a faint light.

Corresponding magic weapons were also placed at corresponding positions to suppress the Eight Desolations.

Li Lin counted with his fingers, his brows gradually furrowed, and he observed his surroundings with his peripheral vision.

The eight trigrams were missing, but he did not see any obvious abnormalities.

Just as Li Lin was thinking, noisy footsteps were heard.

(End of this chapter)