Chapter 455 Prison Pill
Li Lin observed the jade box in his hand.
The elixir named Prison Pill was lying quietly in a pitch-black jade box, with twisted runes carved on the box, as if sealing some unspeakable horror. The entire pill was dark purple, and the surface was covered with fine cracks. A dark red light could be seen faintly through the cracks, as if magma was slowly flowing underground. A layer of light black mist lingered around the elixir. The mist seemed to have life, sometimes condensing into ferocious faces, and sometimes turning into twisted claws, trying to break free from some kind of restraints.
This is the "treasure" that the beastly monk gave to the monks of the Mumao Sect.
Li Lin glanced at the monk from the Mumao Sect who was kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, and gasping for breath after surviving the disaster.
"You dare to eat this directly?"
"No, it's not eating, but comprehending," the Mumao Sect cultivator wiped the sweat from his forehead and corrected in a low voice, "This prison pill contains the supreme avenue. As long as you can comprehend a little from it, you can improve your strength. If you can't win... just eat it."
"Do you still want to eat it in the end?"
Li Lin stretched out his hand towards the Prison Pill. The moment his fingertips touched the Prison Pill, the Prison Pill exuded a chilling aura, as if it could directly penetrate the soul. An invisible pressure came over Li Lin, as if countless whispers were echoing in his ears. Those voices were filled with pain, resentment and despair, like wails coming from the depths of hell, as if they were trying to erase something from his memory and force him to walk towards another "road".
Li Lin immediately understood the principle of the Prison Pill. This Prison Pill was probably prepared to absorb the Taoist traditions of other sects.
And the word "prison" also hints at the true identity of the person behind the scenes.
The Prison Sect, or rather the Ghost Sect and other super sects that attempt to establish the Prison Sect.
Li Lin closed the jade box and threw it back to the monk from the Mumao Sect.
The monk from the Mumao Sect didn't quite understand what Li Lin was trying to do, but he immediately stuffed the jade box into his pocket.
If he lost the Prison Pill, he would be dead.
Of course, if he didn't deal with this psychopath in front of him, he would be dead.
Therefore, the Mumao Sect cultivator did not try to run away, but continued to rub his hands and smiled, "Now, big brother believes that our Mumao Sect can use this Taoist competition to become a first-class sect."
Li Lin glanced at the monk from the Mumao Sect.
If the super sect is the power core of Taoism, then the first-class sect is the executive department.
When a second-rate sect becomes a first-rate sect, it means that the power of the first-rate sects in the state where it is located and even in the entire Taoist sect will be redistributed.
It would be fine if there were only one or two second-rate sects, but if a large number of second-rate sects became first-rate sects and squeezed up, what kind of power changes would occur in the entire Taoist sect?
There will inevitably be weak first-rate sects that are squeezed out of the first-rate and downgraded to second-rate sects.
And all of these former second-rate sects that were promoted to first-rate sects borrowed the power of the Prison Pill. These former second-rate sects, which were essentially not capable of reaching the first-rate ranks, would inevitably continue to rely on the power of the Prison Pill to avoid retaliation from those sects that were squeezed out of the first-rate ranks.
And those second-rate and below sects with potential will be deceived into sending their geniuses to the Eight Desolations, thus cutting off their chances of climbing up.
Li Lin couldn't help but sneer, "That's a good plan."
The cultivator from the Mu Mao Sect thought that Li Lin was referring to the fact that they had borrowed the power of the Prison Pill to be promoted to a first-rate sect in the Taoist competition, so he smiled and scratched his head, saying modestly, "Not at all."
The Mu Mao Sect cultivators could naturally hear the sarcasm in Li Lin's words, but they were at the mercy of others and being ridiculed wouldn't hurt them. What's more, what they did... was indeed not decent.
Faced with Li Lin's death threat, the monks of Mumao Sect briefly regained their conscience.
"In addition to the Mumao Sect, which other second-rate sects are involved in this matter? How many second-rate and below geniuses have they summoned?" Li Lin licked his lips as he spoke.
The Mumao Sect monk was still a little entangled, but when he saw Li Lin licking his lips subconsciously, he immediately came up with an idea, rubbing his hands and nodding, "Brother, don't worry, leave this matter to me!"
"Oh - go ahead then, I'll wait for you here."
Li Lin took out a chair from the storage bag, sat down, and crossed his legs leisurely.
The Mu Mao Sect cultivator left quickly, looking back every three steps, fearing that Li Lin would suddenly pounce on him with a ferocious face, but Li Lin just sat there and leisurely tapped his nails.
The monks of Mu Mao Sect finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly contacted Taoist Liu.
When Taoist Liu heard this, his head was about to explode.
No matter who it is, as long as he is not a genius from a super sect, even if he is a genius from a first-rate sect, he will say "kill him".
But it was Li Lin! The son of Marquis Bahuang!
The Eight Desolations Army is not far away, which is enough to make the modern Emperor Yu feel troubled. Would the dignified Marquis of Eight Desolations notice that his son was killed?
So you must never kill him.
Taoist Liu had no choice but to report further and ask how to deal with it.
Going up layer by layer, the sound reached the ears of Gui Wuchang.
The person who reported lowered his head nervously, fearing that the always moody Gui Wuchang would get angry and kill people.
But he didn't expect that Gui Wuchang would suddenly burst into laughter after a brief moment of shock, "God help me! God help me!"
The person reporting this was puzzled, but Gui Wuchang had no intention of explaining. He just raised his hand and waved, "Since our Master Li likes it, let him enjoy it!"
The person reporting the incident nodded and left.
After the man left, Shentongzi spoke up, "That Li Lin... is the son of Marquis Bahuang. Are you planning to show your goodwill to Marquis Bahuang in this way?"
"To show goodwill?"
Gui Wuchang laughed out loud, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"That Li Lin was wantonly cannibalizing people to cultivate in the Daoist competition, which simply shows that he doesn't take Daoism seriously! Once exposed, Daoism will definitely kill Li Lin at all costs. Dayu... Ha - Dayu will not tear his face with Daoism for a person who practices magic, Li Lin."
"Perhaps Dayu will take this opportunity to personally kill the Li family and eliminate Bahuang Hou, who is... a serious threat to him."
Shentongzi suddenly realized what Gui Wuchang meant, "If you don't want to be killed by Dayu and the Dao Sect, Bahuang Hou can only choose to help you build the Yu Sect to replace the Dao Sect from the inside."
"Hehehe——the show is about to begin!"
…
Li Yanmo stuck his head out, not understanding why so many young people gathered here.
Shen Ziqing leaned over and took a look. He put his finger on his forehead and thought for a moment before raising his eyebrows in surprise. "Master, they are all geniuses from third-rate sects, but this..."
Shen Ziqing subconsciously looked at Li Yanmo, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice.
"Master, did you arrange this?"
Li Yanmo could feel at least twenty pairs of eyes behind him.
Those Semi-Immortal Sect masters are still here!
"Second brother, this is just a coincidence."
As we were talking, a few more people came.
"...Anyway, let's meet first."
(End of this chapter)
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