Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 35
Jin Ziming slowly withdrew from the cultivation state and began to test the results.

He released his consciousness and slowly spread it around, seven miles, eight miles... sixteen miles, seventeen miles... it didn't stop until twenty-three miles away.

"Success!" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a slight smile.

This kind of soul lotus, which is effective for all combined powers, is indeed a treasure. It not only easily helped him eliminate the obstacles of entering the tomb to search for treasures, but also raised the soul to the middle stage of the triple stage.

Satisfied, he stood up, broke through the cave wall and went out.

The rising sun reflected on the face, glowing orange-red, and with the inhalation of fresh air, I felt refreshed.

Confidence spread in my chest, I just felt that I was embracing the world and the future, "Jinli Mountain, here I come!"

Jin Ziming returned to the inn, checked out and went straight to the teleportation circle.

When I arrived, I saw that it only took [-] low-level spirit stones to go to Huangyan City, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, how poor I would be now if I didn't get out of the dark forest.

The formation was activated very quickly, and soon arrived at Huangyan City. After leaving the city, the sword flew towards Jinli Mountain, and did not land until it was close to the foot of the mountain.

Not long after walking, I saw several groups of monks forming a team. Jin Ziming was about to bypass them when a petite young female cultivator came over and greeted him:

"Hello, my name is Jin Lingling. We are forming a team to go up the mountain. Would you like to join us?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the eight people beside him. Jin Ziming glanced at those people, and after thinking for a while, he replied:
"It's okay to go up the mountain together, but after going up, I won't act together with you. There are other friends waiting for me up there."

Jin Ziming likes to hide in the crowd in a low-key way, not showing the mountains or revealing the water, and can wait for the opportunity to move.

"It's okay, you can move freely after going up the mountain, don't worry about us.

Now everyone forms a team to deal with the gang of arrogant guys who prevent others from going up the mountain.

They are all disciples of the great sect, saying that there are already too many people above, and they can no longer let loose cultivators and third- and fourth-level sects go up. "Jin Lingling explained.

"Okay, let's go together, my surname is Jin." Jin Ziming readily agreed.

The team then recruited two more young monks, making up twelve people, and began to enter the mountain.

Jinli Mountain is about three thousand feet high and steep.

The road up the mountain was filled with fog, and there were white silks and satins of different sizes, lengths and shapes floating around. People in it often only showed a few parts.

Fortunately, they are all monks. If they were mortals, they would probably stumble and fall off the cliff.

Walking through a mountain, I saw that the opposite mountain wall was golden under the sunlight, and there was white mist floating around it, which was a scene of steaming clouds and rosy clouds.

Walking out of the foggy area, the dense vegetation on the mountain is exposed, which are all kinds of green, yellow green, gray green, dark green, emerald green, purple green, everything you expect to find.

Jin Ziming was fascinated by this beautiful colorful picture, but Jin Lingling beside him said to him:

"Brother Jin, shall I introduce the other teammates to you? Let's get acquainted with each other, so we can cooperate later."

In fact, Jin Ziming had already scanned this group of people with his soul. Among the five Golden Cores, the breath of the strongest was obviously weaker than that of Shi Kaiqiang.

"It's okay, no need to introduce, I'll just follow your arrangement."

"Okay then." Jin Lingling hesitated for a moment, then said nothing.

After detouring on the winding mountain road for more than an hour, everyone walked out of the jungle, and suddenly their eyes lit up.

This is a canyon with a lot of humidity. A thick mountain stream falls down, and the splash of water vapor floats on the hands, feeling a burst of cold, which makes people very refreshing.

After entering the valley, looking towards the top of the mountain, you can see the precipitous cliffs, straight into the sky.

At the foot of the dangerous peak, there is only a very narrow stone ladder, and emerald green vines and dark brown old tree roots can be seen everywhere on the ladder.

More than [-] monks blocked the entrance of the stone staircase, many of them were dressed in the same clothes, obviously from the same sect, and they were jokingly looking at the group of people who had just entered the valley.

Several people were still lying on the ground, and it seemed that their injuries were not serious. Although the onlookers were aggrieved, they had obviously been "educated", and they only dared to complain in a low voice, and did not dare to take revenge.

Among the twelve newcomers, the leader is a late Jindan player named Wang Jiafeng, who is thin and has a mustache.

I saw him come out more and more, and said loudly:
"Everyone, you see that there are more and more monks here, and you will not be able to stop them sooner or later. Why don't you just let everyone go?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense. If you have the ability, you can hit it up, or prove that your spirit can detect a distance of twenty miles, or get out."

A young man in white reprimanded impatiently.

Wang Jiafeng looked at the people who seemed to be the leaders in the first few teams, but these guys all avoided their eyes and did not dare to meet him.

He originally wanted to pull everyone together to attack the passage ahead, but when he saw the situation, he lost all confidence.

Dejectedly, he returned to his teammates, spread his hands out, showing a helpless expression, telling everyone to continue to wait patiently, and there may be changes when more people come.

"Why don't we just fly up?" a team member muttered in a low voice.

"Then if you are shot down, your body will be smashed to pieces. Look at the viciousness of these people, they probably can do it."

Seeing the situation, Jin Ziming knew that he could not fish in troubled waters, he couldn't afford to wait, and he didn't want to wait.

Dang even walked out and asked the monk in white:
"Brother Dao, what you just said about fighting, didn't you mean fighting against all of you?"

Jin Lingling, Wang Jiafeng and the others looked at this Xiaoxiu who was in the late stage of foundation establishment in surprise, wondering why this fellow was so reckless and bold?
"Hey, you're so domineering, you still beat us all? Don't brag, if you can beat me, I'll let you go."

The man in white said contemptuously.

Jin Ziming turned his head to look at the others, and saw that they looked at him provocatively, nodded playfully, or remained silent, so he assumed that these people acquiesced to the proposal of the man in white.

"Okay, since everyone agrees, let's go to war."

"You just make moves, and I'll follow suit."

The young man in white held a sword in his hand, stood with both feet casually, and said with disdain.

"Okay, then I'll do it."

Jin Ziming did not take out Leng Yue, but looked at his opponent with a smile, and suddenly released a soul knife, which instantly pierced into the opponent's brain.

Under the severe pain, the white robe couldn't help groaning, desperately mobilizing the soul power of the triple primordial spirit to block the flying knife that came in surprise.

He had just defeated it, and before he could take a breath, three more throwing knives were shot from the opposite side, flying at different speeds and directions, and two of them were still flying along arcs.

The young man in white screamed, his face became ferocious, and a little blood overflowed from his ears. He mobilized his soul power, transformed into a soul shield, and firmly blocked Sandao's advance.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of "Hum" exploded in his ears like thunder, and then four more throwing knives pierced in, and together with the previous three, they smashed the shield in an instant.

He didn't even have time to cry out, so he lay down straight.

Jin Ziming summoned the soul knife to fly back, but did not hurt the other party's primordial spirit. After all, it was just blocking the way, and there was no deep hatred.

"Don't worry, he's fine, he'll wake up after a stick of incense, can I go up now?" Jin Ziming said with a smile.

"Are you a soul cultivator?"

"That's it."

"Okay, you go up, people like you are needed up there."

"I found this place thanks to a friend's guidance. I need to take her up with me."

"Yes, but you can only take one person with you." The other party hesitated a little, and then agreed.

Jin Ziming turned his head to look at Jin Lingling, and said with a smile:
"Miss Jin, do you want to go up together?"

Jin Lingling was stunned, and immediately came to her senses. She immediately looked at her senior brother, and saw that the other party nodded imperceptibly, and hurriedly said:

"Thank you, Brother Jin, my little sister will go up with you to open your eyes."

"Okay, let's go."

Everyone moved away from the stone ladder and let the two of them pass. They continued to climb in the white mist. When they were more than two hundred feet away from the top of the mountain, a newly reclaimed open space appeared.

Surrounded by misty white clouds and towering old trees, it has a sense of otherworldliness. Unfortunately, the loess and rocks accumulated on the open space have destroyed this artistic conception.

A huge mountain wall has been broken open, revealing a thick gate, and there are more than a hundred young monks standing outside the gate.

Jin Ziming glanced around, and soon found Shi Kaiqiang who was chatting with someone, then turned to Jin Lingling and said:
"Miss Jin, be careful and take care of yourself. I'm going to meet up with a friend."

Jin Lingling nodded in agreement, and sat down on an inconspicuous lawn outside.

Jin Ziming went straight to Shi Kaiqiang, greeted him with a smile:
"Senior brother Shi, I'm coming."

"Junior Brother Jin, come here, let me introduce you, these are all disciples of our Lingyun Sect.

Brother Jin has just passed the interview of our branch, and will pass the assessment of the headquarters in October this year. From now on, everyone will be brothers.

Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Sister Qi arrived first, and I just rushed over today with Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Wang.

Now it is certain that monks who are under the age of [-] and can detect the soul for [-] miles can enter the tomb.

Junior brother Wang Qingxiang is twenty-nine years old. He is a soul cultivator and can detect a distance of twenty-five miles.

Brother Jin, how are you doing? Can you detect twenty miles?You only reported seven miles during the branch test, tell me, how much did you hide? "Shi Kaiqiang laughed.

"I can detect a distance of twenty-three miles now." Jin Ziming told the truth.

"Good boy, it's hidden deep, then you and Junior Brother Wang have to take care of each other after entering.

Junior Sister Qi, go and re-declare the leader of the first-level sect, and say that there are already two people in the Lingyun sect who meet the requirements. "

The young female cultivator agreed, then turned and walked forward.

The rest of the people continued to chat, and Jin Ziming was also chatting with that fat senior brother Wang. After all, the two of them would go in together, so it was best to get acquainted with each other.

He finally confirmed that the opponent was good at assisting spirit attacks, and that his offensive ability was average, but he could cooperate with his frontal fighting.

(End of this chapter)