Grassroots Immortality

After getting ready, Lin Xian looked around the cave again, making sure nothing was left behind, and then turned around and left the cave where he had stayed for more than two years.

After leaving the cave, Lin Xian used the Qiankun Mirror to collect all the spiritual fluctuations on his body, then took out the flying boat magic weapon and threw it into the air. The flying boat instantly became larger, and then Lin Xian jumped on the flying boat and rushed in a certain direction.

Lin Xian didn't know where this place was, and there was no sea map, so he could only fly by feeling. Lin Xian covered the sea area of ​​180 miles in radius with his spiritual sense and kept exploring.

Once he found the target, he would drive the flying boat towards the target. Although this was not very efficient, he also harvested several second-level demon pills.

For some powerful demon beasts, Lin Xian would not bother to do that. Even if he could kill them, he would choose to bypass them. At present, he mainly only needed second-level or even third-level demon pills.

He didn't want to wait until he was exhausted from fighting and let others take advantage of him. You know, this sea area not only has many monsters, but also other monks who hunt monsters overseas, and even the legendary pirates, so he has to be extremely careful.

Lin Xian still uses physical strength to hunt. The black heavy sword is very sharp. For ordinary second-level and third-level monsters, Lin Xian can kill them without much effort.

The defensive power of the black shield is also quite amazing. It is many times stronger than the silver shield he used before. And this is the result of him taking it out and using it directly. If he can use mana to drive this treasure, it is estimated that the defensive power will be even more amazing.

On this day, Lin Xian had just killed a third-level monster and was collecting materials and monster pills. In his spiritual consciousness, a monk was flying towards him at a very fast speed.

The monk was very embarrassed, as if he was running for his life, and he was obviously in a panic. Soon, Lin Xian's guess was verified.

Soon, three more people entered Lin Xian's spiritual consciousness range, and it seemed that they were chasing the monk in front. When the cultivator in front entered the range of 160 miles of Lin Xian's consciousness, he seemed to have discovered Lin Xian.

He slightly deviated from his original direction and flew towards Lin Xian. When Lin Xian found this situation, he cursed in his heart. This guy obviously wanted to divert the trouble and make him a scapegoat.

Soon, the cultivator flew into Lin Xian's sight. The cultivator was dressed like a Confucian scholar and had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building. Although his figure was in a mess, he was not injured.

As soon as he saw Lin Xian, the Confucian scholar monk ran while shouting: "Daoyou, I am a cultivator of Xuling Sect. The three people behind are pirates that everyone wants to fight. I hope you can promote justice and lend a hand to block the three people for me. One day, I will definitely thank you!"

After that, he passed by Lin Xian without any pause. Lin Xian glanced at the figure in the distance with cold eyes, then turned his head and looked at the three people chasing him rapidly behind.

The three of them were all wearing black robes, and their realms seemed to be in the late stage of foundation building. No wonder the monk dressed as a scholar fled in a panic. It turned out that the three monks of the same level joined forces, and the Confucian monk was definitely defeated.

When the three flew to Lin Xian, the leading monk said to a monk behind him: "He Wu, you stay and kill this kid, Feng Chun, follow me to continue chasing the scholar in front, He Wu, remember to move quickly, and chase us after you are done. The scholar in front can't be let go no matter what, he has something that the boss wants."

After speaking, the two of them passed Lin Xian at the same speed and chased the Confucian scholar in front. The remaining monk in the late stage of foundation building looked at Lin Xian coldly and said: "Boy, you can only count your bad luck to meet us."

After speaking, he took out a mace magic weapon, and under the spell, the three-foot-long mace magic weapon smashed towards Lin Xian's head.

Looking at the mace getting closer and closer, Lin Xian had a blank expression on his face. The black monk laughed loudly. In his eyes, Lin Xian's expression was completely terrified.

It was easy to imagine that a physical cultivator could not resist a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Giving up resistance might reduce the torture, but this was not a very wise choice.

When the mace was only a few feet away from Lin Xian's head, the black monk seemed to have seen the scene of Lin Xian's brain bursting, and couldn't help laughing excitedly.

When the mace was only ten feet away, Lin Xian raised the black shield high with his left hand, just blocking his head. The mace hit the black shield hard, and a sound of metal collision sounded.

Lin Xian's body was as steady as a mountain, and the mace was bounced aside. Lin Xian didn't say anything, and directly swung the black heavy sword with his right hand and slashed at the black monk.

Seeing this situation, the black monk was also shocked, and at the same time saw Lin Xian driving the flying boat, waving the black heavy sword, and slashing at him.

The black monk recalled his mace and took out a palm-sized iron shield. After chanting the spell, the palm-sized iron shield turned into a heavy iron shield to block in front of him.

Lin Xian's flying boat was also very fast. It took him only more than ten breaths to get in front of the iron shield. Without any fancy moves, he directly chopped it down with a sword.

The iron shield was directly cut in half by Lin Xian's heavy sword. At this time, the black monk also showed a look of horror. This iron shield has been with him for many years, and only he knows its defensive power.

It can be said that ordinary magic weapons can't do anything to this iron shield, but the man in front of him directly cut the iron shield in half with one sword. The sharpness of the heavy sword can be imagined.

After Lin Xian cut the iron shield, he didn't pause at all. He swung the black heavy sword again and slashed it horizontally at the waist of the black monk. If he was hit, he would definitely be cut in half.

The black monk was shocked and wanted to jump back directly, but at this time, he felt a pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness began to gradually disappear. Before his consciousness disappeared, he saw the black sword passing through his waist.

At this time, he could no longer feel the pain, and then he saw himself being cut in half by the black sword. His eyes were still wide open, and an incredible expression froze on his face. Then, there was no black monk in the world anymore.

Just now, in order to prevent the black-clothed monk from escaping, Lin Xian also used the Soul-Shocking Stab. Now his spiritual awareness is stronger than that of the average late-stage foundation-building monk. Even the Soul-Shocking Stab is quite powerful, especially when used at the right time, it is even more like a death warrant.