The fog in the misty forest is not too thick, but visibility is low because there are too many trees blocking the sunlight.
Lin Yisheng had to use all his eyesight to barely see clearly five feet away.
Not a single wild beast was encountered, except trees.
What was even more troublesome was that as soon as he entered the forest, Lin Yisheng found that he had lost his sense of direction and could not distinguish between east, west, north and south.
After running for a whole hour, the scene in front of me didn't change at all.
He broke into this misty forest at all costs.
In addition to escaping the pursuit of the Holy Spirit Cult, he also hoped to survive in the misty forest.
But if there are no wild animals in this misty forest, how can we survive?
You can’t eat trees or grass, right?
After walking for another hour or so, and seeing that the scene in front of him remained unchanged, Lin Shengsheng's mood gradually became silent.
Just then, he heard a voice.
The sound was intermittent, like the sound of a seriously injured and dying person.
Anyone?
Could it be that the four bronze warriors were chasing after him?
No, even if they chased him into the misty forest, how could they make the sound of being seriously injured and dying?
Could it be that they would kill each other?
Feeling strange in his heart, Lin Yisheng held the Jueying Blade tightly and walked cautiously in the direction of the sound step by step.
After walking about a hundred feet, Lin Yisheng finally saw the seriously injured and dying man.
Not the Bronze Warrior of the Holy Spirit Cult.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a white robe.
He looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, but his hair and beard were clean, and the white robe he was wearing was not dirty except for a little dirt.
It seems that he must have entered this misty forest not long ago.
Although there were no wounds on his body, his face was as white as paper and his breath was as thin as a thread.
He was obviously on the verge of death.
Probably hearing Lin Yisheng's footsteps, the man in white robe suddenly opened his eyes as if he was having a flashback, and looked at Lin Yisheng who appeared in front of him with a joyful expression.
"This... this little... little brother, are you also lost in this forest?"
It was a language commonly used in Dongling Continent, which Lin Yisheng could understand.
"Yes, who is the senior and how did you get in?"
"I, Yin Chengdao, is a spiritual master.
Have you ever heard of me, little brother?"
Spiritualist?
Lin Yisheng was shocked when he heard this.
He looked at the legendary spiritual master and asked curiously: "Who hurt you like this?"
Yin Chengdao let out a long sigh and said: "It's the Golden Venerable Mo Wentian of the Holy Spirit Sect.
He plotted against me just because I didn't want to join the Holy Spirit Sect.
If I hadn't used the teleportation talisman desperately, I might not have been able to escape.
It's a pity.
Ah, I don’t understand the function of that teleportation talisman, and I was teleported into this forest by mistake...
By the way, little brother, do you know what kind of forest this is?"
Victim of the Holy Spirit?
As soon as Lin Yisheng heard the first sentence, he felt a sympathy in his heart.
When he heard the following question, he immediately replied: "This is the misty forest!"
"Misty forest?"
Yin Chengdao obviously didn't know that he was teleported to the misty forest, and his expression changed greatly when he heard this.
After a long while, Yin Chengdao sighed again and said: "God's will, it is God's will.
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I didn't expect that the first time I used the teleportation talisman, I was actually transported to this forbidden place with no access or exit.
It seems that it was God's will."
I am Yin Chengdao...
By the way, little brother, how did you get in?
" Lin Yisheng said: "Like my predecessors, I am also a victim of the Holy Spirit Cult.
I was chased by the Holy Spirit Cult and entered this forest in a panic!"
"Oh, really!"
Yin Chengdao's eyes lit up again, he looked Lin Yisheng up and down for a while, and asked, "Is this little brother a martial arts cultivator?"
"Yes."
"Do you have the fifth level of body tempering?"
“Senior’s eyesight is so good!”
"At your current age, you have only reached the fifth level of body tempering.
Why don't you have low talent or no guidance from a famous teacher?
Which kind of person do you belong to?"
"I don't know what my talent is, but I only practice Kaishan Fist."
"Kaishan Fist, the most basic martial arts.
Not bad, not bad.
You can reach the fifth level of body tempering just by practicing Kaishan Fist, which means you have a very good talent!"
Yin Chengdao smiled and asked again: "Little brother, do you want revenge?"
"Of course I do!"
"It's a pity that with your strength, you can't even defeat the lowest black-armored soldiers of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Above the black-armored soldiers, there are bronze warriors, silver knights and golden lords, not to mention the four great priests and leaders of the Holy Spirit Cult. .
If you want to take revenge, there’s no way you can do it!”
"Senior, could it be that...
Is there any good idea?"
"Yes, I believe you can see that I am about to die.
I am a spiritual cultivator.
Spiritual cultivators have a method of inheritance called 'soul inheritance'.
It can transform the spiritual cultivator's life cultivation and memory into a unique way.
The method is directly passed on to the successor, but the cost is the life of the spiritual cultivator, so unless the spiritual cultivator knows that he will die, it is not possible.
I can easily use this method of inheritance.
But I am about to die.
I lived alone and never accepted a disciple.
The mantle of the master has not been passed down.
Fortunately, I am still here to face my ancestor.
I met my little brother before I died...
Little brother, are you willing to inherit my mantle and accept my soul inheritance?"
"Ah...this...is this possible?"
Hearing this unprecedented inheritance method, Lin Yisheng was a little surprised.
He was surprised and a little ecstatic.
He was really surprised and happy.
"Of course it's possible!"
"But...but I am a martial artist?"
"It doesn't matter, you are only at the fifth level of body tempering, and it does not conflict with spiritual cultivation.
What's more, I am using the method of soul inheritance, which will directly make you a spiritual practitioner, even if you have a divine realm-changing martial artist It doesn’t matter if you cultivate yourself!”
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"Then...what should I do?"
"Give me your hand!"
Yin Chengdao slowly extended his right hand towards Lin Yisheng.
What is this for?
Want to shake my hand?
Although he was a little skeptical about Yin Chengdao's statement, Lin Yisheng did not think that Yin Chengdao, who seemed to be dying, had the ability to hurt himself, so he just hesitated for a moment, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands with Yin Chengdao's right hand.
As soon as he grasped it, Lin Yisheng regretted it.
As soon as Yin Chengdao's hand came into contact with Lin Yisheng, his whole body lit up with a strange light.
The light followed his right arm and immediately focused on Lin Yisheng's body.
It felt like being hit by a huge energy, and a series of memories and pictures were poured into Lin Yisheng's mind.
There are more and more memories and pictures, accompanied by a very gentle but thick spiritual energy flowing into the body and flowing throughout the body.
Lin Yisheng found that he could not move and could only passively let Yin Chengdao's spiritual energy and memory images flow into his body and brain.
There were more and more scenes in his memory, and Lin Yisheng gradually felt a splitting headache, and his head felt as if it was about to explode.
When the transmission stopped, Yin Chengdao's eyes dimmed and his right hand dropped, but he was already dead.
However, although Yin Chengdao died, Lin Yisheng found that he was still unable to move.
What frightened Lin Yisheng even more was that he felt as if there was an extra soul in his body, which was swallowing his soul like a piranha.
This... this is not soul inheritance, this is body seizing!
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