MTL - My Avatar Has Entries-Chapter 93 Hair of the Mountain Charm

  Chapter 93 The Hair of the Mountain Charm

   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 his lips when he 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, acquiescing to Bai Xiaotong's statement.

  As far as he knows, the reward for the task of clearing up the mountains is 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 look down on the three small Gonggong.

  Not to mention the heavenly disciples, even the 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, 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: "Junior Sister Cheng said auspicious words."

  Shan Mei is also known as the King of Mountain Ghosts, and wherever he goes, there are mountain ghosts attached to him.

   Therefore, places with a large number of mountain ghosts often have 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 happened that yesterday she accidentally learned that Huohe Mountain was haunted by a group of mountains, so she hurried over.

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

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

   "Don't worry, Junior Sister Ai, I will definitely help you get the hair of the mountain charm 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 base of the seventh level of long-breathing, and he is also superb in martial arts, armed with magic weapons, and his strength is absolutely outstanding among his peers.

  The mountain charm on Huohe Mountain is at most in the middle of the Ascension Realm, and with his strength, killing the mountain charm 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, with smiles flashing across their eyes.

   It is well known that Yan Dao fell in love with Ai Jingting, and it is 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 conceal his envy.

  The status of a skilled alchemist in Nine Yang 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, even monks dare not neglect.

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

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

  Many people with insufficient aptitude will not be able to 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 to go 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 let out a low snort suddenly, and his eyes fell on the ground fifty or sixty meters away on the right front.

  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 like a mountain.

  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 trace of Melting Soldiers! It's a disciple of our Taoist school!"

  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 can barely do it to kill monsters in the early stages of the Ascension Realm with one blow. Could it be that the person who got there first is also a mysterious 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!"

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

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

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

  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 Shanyu one after another, most of them were in the early stage of the Ascension Realm, and the number also changed from a single one at the beginning to three or four at the same time.

   Regardless of the number, all the mountain monsters were killed in one blow, and their heads were scorched black by the high temperature.

  Seeing the back, not only Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong were secretly stunned, 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 the beginning.

   It is important to know 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 mastery state.

  As far as Yan Dao knows, there are only two disciples in the Lower Court who can cultivate Soldiers Melting Hand to perfection.

   And those two people are both heavenly 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.

  A hundred meters away, Yan Dao and the others heard roars and howls from afar.

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

   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 under his waist, strangely colored indigo skin exposed all over his body, and a fierce breath.

   Around it, there are seven or eight mountains surrounded.

  The other side of the battle was a young man who looked to be about twenty years old. He was unarmed. Even though he was fighting more than one enemy, he still looked calm and didn't panic.

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

   Obviously, it was the young man in front of him who killed those mountain monsters.

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

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

   "Lin Shen! That man is Lin Shen!"

   "Lin Shen?"

  Zheng Weirong was startled for a moment, 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 this 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 superb, 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 skills are, if the cultivation base is only one level of long breath, it is impossible to single-handedly defeat a group of mountain demons and mountain monsters!

   Obviously either the rumors are 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 amazement.

  Zheng Weirong nodded approvingly. Just based on the strength that Lin Shen showed right now, he was more than a notch stronger 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 real strength level has already reached the level of a proper Xuan-level disciple.

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

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

   I don’t know what kind of expressions they will have when they meet 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 powerful power of the Melting Hand, Qibatou Mountain has turned into charred corpses lying on the ground.

  In the blink of an eye, Shan Mei was the only one left among the raucous group of strange monsters. She was beaten to the left and right by Lin Shen, 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 dizzy, his body shaking 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 straight 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.

  Plop!

  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 actions except to stop and watch the battle.

  Looking at the weapons in the hands of several people, Lin Shen understood slightly.

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

  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 was not interested 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 that strand of hair, which can be used not only for medicine, but also for refining special weapons such as whips and ropes. It 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 fought Shan Mei, he 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 are worthless, and their flesh and blood do not contain aura like many monsters. Even eating them can't provide the energy needed for cultivation, so they are directly ignored by Lin Shen and discarded.

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

   After finishing 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 want to ask Junior Brother Lin 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 it with you with Hunyuan Pill."

  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, which are used to exchange the hair of the mountain charm with you, how about it?"

  Ai Jingting's eyes implied anticipation.

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

   Whether you can be promoted to a formal alchemist depends on this time.

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

  Ten Hunyuan Pills are worth 500 merit points, already exceeding the actual value of the Mountain Charm's Hair by a large margin, so 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 directly exchange it with Ai Jingting for 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 secretly thought that it was bad.

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

   "Who is this?"

  (end of this chapter)