The sound came from far away.

Li Qinglin groaned and almost passed out.

Where did this idiot come from, pretending to be me?

Li Qinglin seemed to see a huge black pot covering himself.

With this level of martial arts skills, one must have reached the third realm of martial arts.

Jiwu Yulongmen's?

Li Qinglin stared at the gradually disappearing figure of the man in black robe, his eyes showing cruelty, and silently recorded it in the account!

…

The man in black robe was ferocious, but although he failed to rob, he left calmly.

This move undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the reputation of the three mountains in Qingshitan.

High in the sky, the three cloud chariots did not leave for a long time. The air was filled with smoke. The faint light in the terrifying fire god's tube flickered, emitting terrifying energy fluctuations.

No matter they were wild cultivators or robber cultivators who hid their identities, they all dispersed obediently at this moment. Not to mention taking advantage of the fire to rob, they were afraid that if they walked too slowly they would arouse suspicion and be hit by a cannon.

The man in black robe stepped on the black light and walked quickly all the way.

Until a hundred miles away, the three mountains of Qingshitan could no longer be seen.

Then he suddenly landed on the ground and shuttled through the deep valleys and dense forests. His skeleton, height, and even the texture of his facial features under the black robe changed many times in the blink of an eye.

Finally, it went towards some direction in the wilderness.

It is late autumn, the White Dew season.

It is the time when deer and rabbits are fat, stream fish are waiting to be caught, and life is full of vitality.

But as the man in black robe moved forward, the place gradually became desolate.

Gradually, there appeared a stone forest with desolate fallen leaves, no grass, and cracked land, like a crack in the sky.

There is a chessboard in the stone forest.

And in front of the chessboard, there sat a blind man.

"Coming?"

The blind man looked at the remaining chess piece in front of him seriously, as if he had already anticipated the identity of the person who came after him, and spoke.

"Taoist Jia Ling is really not in the cave. He hasn't shown up for more than ten years. I'm afraid something has happened to him."

A faint firelight lit up, and the black-robed man's clothes turned into dust.

A breeze.

An old man with a face in his seventies and eyes as big as lakes revealed his true face and landed in front of the chessboard.

It was the leader of Jiwu Yulongmen, Huang Changling.

This person can be called the Great Jiang Court. On the surface, he has the deepest martial arts realm and the strongest combat power.

But at this moment, he was slightly respectful to the blind man in front of him and acted in accordance with the rules.

The blind man heard this, shook his head and sighed, "It's fine if you want to test Taoist Jia Ling, but why do you have to use that kid's name to bully the weak? It's not a good thing."

Huang Changling disagreed with the blind man's statement of "bullying the weak" and retorted,

"Throughout history, how many cases have there been of the weak defeating the strong? Li Qinglin was able to kill the Great Wheel King with his bare hands three years ago. Who knows what level he has grown to today? This boy must have a big secret and great luck! Especially in the past three years, his whereabouts have not been revealed at all. It is so weird!"

Huang Changling certainly couldn't have imagined that Li Qinglin had appeared right under his nose.

The blind man stared at the remaining chess pieces in front of him, as if there was some mystery hidden in them.

"So you made the choice for him?"

Huang Changling looked straight ahead, not even looking at the layout of the chess pieces on the remaining chessboard, and smiled lightly, "Taoist Jialing has always been in the same blood with the Martial Alliance, working hand in hand with them. If we allow the Martial Alliance, a bunch of stray dogs, to catch their breath, successfully contact Li Qinglin, and absorb him into the alliance, wouldn't that be simply aiding the enemy?

As Li Qinglin, I made enemies with the three mountains of Qingshitan and thus blocked the Wumeng.

In the end, Li Qinglin had no choice but to join my Jiwuyu Dragon Gate! "

While talking and laughing, Huang Changling's eyes always had a hint of coldness.

This plan was not very clever, and was even an open conspiracy, which could easily have been guessed by Li Qinglin himself.

But what if you guessed it?

Looking around the world, there are only a few warriors who can single-handedly penetrate the three mountains of Qingshitan and escape unscathed.

Who could have guessed that he, the leader of the Jiwuyu Dragon Sect, would be so shameless as to disguise himself as a young man in his early twenties? !

The stronger Li Qinglin's talent and strength became, the more it proved that he was the one who robbed the three mountains of Qingshitan.

Even if he wanted to explain or prove it, a tiny gap had already formed between him and the Three Mountains of Qingshitan, and everyone felt a thorn in his side.

Li Qinglin, there is nothing I can do!

now,

The sky gradually darkened.

The blind man's hollow eye sockets were pitch black, his white and dry hair was sparse, and large patches of wrinkled scalp were exposed. The veins underneath were exposed, and he rolled like an earthworm, looking somewhat hideous and creepy.

“Whether Taoist Jia Ling had an accident or was hiding on purpose, he just watched from the sidelines.

Since he doesn't care about Qingshitan, then we might as well make Qingshitan even more chaotic! The feud between Yuxu Temple and Qingshitan has lasted for six hundred years, and it's time to end it. "

The cold wind grows heavier and the crows cry blood.

Huang Changling seemed to understand something when he heard this. His eyes flickered with a hint of uncontrollable shock.

"Your Majesty wants to..."

The blind man didn't say much, as if he had forgotten the existence of Huang Changling, and just stared silently at the remaining chess pieces in front of him.

Huang Changling sat for a long time, but there was no response from the blind man.

Finally, he slowly stood up, bowed, and left.

The sky became increasingly darker, until finally dark clouds became thick and a sparse rain began to fall.

Bitter wind and rain, desolate stone forest, and a shabby chessboard under the forest.

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The blind man sat in the wind and rain, like a sculpture.

But the blind man's lower body was deeply embedded in the ground like a tree root.

Streams of half-red and half-green Qi were drawn from the cavity in the tree roots into the blind man's chest.

Inside, there was a forbidden pill that was waxing and waning and deeply faded. A long-dead golden crow was buried deep within the forbidden pill.

The ground became more and more cracked.

The wailing of some wild beast sounded in the air, and a gloomy and dead atmosphere gradually spread from the stone forest.

"What immortal way, martial way, in the end, are all pawns in their hands. How can God listen to the barking of a pack of dogs?"

The blind man looked up, and the sky swallowed up the last ray of light.

It’s getting dark.

…

Two days later.

In front of the Cloud Shadow Pool.

Li Qinglin activated the formation and set up the restrictions.

Only then did he take out the proceeds from the auction.

The batch of nameless spiritual seeds in the wonderful seed bag have been buried.

Fortunately, among the twelve spiritual seeds, only three were bad seeds and had rotted.

The rest contain subtle activities and grow slowly under the nourishment of plantain.

The probability of good products is extremely high.

Li Qinglin was extremely pleased.

Li Qinglin then took out a jade slip for preaching and slapped it between his eyebrows.

The mysterious runes flowed into my mind.

The magic power in Li Qinglin's body was ready to move, and it was intertwined according to the runes required for practicing the Nine Deaths Shocking Tomb Armor.

Half a day later.

The phantoms of vines suddenly crawled all over Li Qinglin's body, shackled and overlapped each other, and finally transformed into a Jingling armor.

Jingling Armor regenerates and can be stacked several times.

Finally, two completely fused suits of armor were formed.

A rich scent of precious wood came.

Li Qinglin controlled the Hunyuan Pearl and attacked himself tentatively.

Boom!

As soon as the Hunyuan Pearl collided with the Jingling Armor, it was immediately repelled and did not stop until it was ten feet away, spinning continuously in the air.

The incoming force was weakened layer by layer, and was finally completely blocked.

Li Qinglin's eyes showed surprise.

"Even a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training would not want to face my attack. How could the defense of just two Jingling armors be so strong?"

Jingling Armor cannot be destroyed by fire, soaked by water, or chopped by metal or stone axes. It has the effect of isolating all external energy, including tangible and intangible objects.

It is considered a top-grade first-level spell, only weaker than some primary-level magical talismans.

Of course, the amount of mana consumed is also extremely astonishing.

In other words, Li Qinglin condensed two magic crystals, and his magic power was strong, twice as much as that of ordinary practitioners in the same realm.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to stack armor completely.

(End of this chapter)