I practice cultivation cautiously in a strange world

Chen Lin came all the way to the Hall of Merit and also learned the man's name, which was Jing San.

The other party is indeed a human race, but he is not a cultivator of immortality, but a martial arts practitioner. The other party did not tell him the specific training methods, and it was difficult for him to ask.

"Okay, this is it. I have something else to do, so go in by yourself!"

Jing San pointed to the door of the main hall.

"Thank you!"

Although the other party was cold, he helped him after all, and Chen Lin sincerely thanked him.

Jing San waved his hand, then hesitated and said, "Except for the guards and the people from the General's Mansion, it's better not to trust anyone else."

After finishing speaking, Chen Lin quickly left without waiting for him to speak.

Chen Lin frowned. It seemed that the situation here was a bit complicated, and people were so guarded against each other.

Shaking his head, he turned around and walked into the Hall of Merit.

Unexpectedly, the hall was empty, there was no one.

Chen Lin suddenly felt vigilant, and the ivy shield covered his body, making him defensive.

He suspected that Jing San was deceiving him and leading him here to do some shameful deeds.

"What do you want to do? If you want to redeem your meritorious service, come here. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb this general from his nap!"

A broken voice sounded.

Chen Lin looked in the direction of the sound and found that above his head, an emerald green parrot was lying on the beam, looking at him sleepily.

He was speechless for a while.

Why are the managers here willing to lie on the beam?

Moreover, they are all birds, none of them are normal, but they are very consistent with the situation in the nightmare world.

"I want to redeem my merits!"

Chen Lin clasped his fists and spoke in a deep voice.

No matter how weird the other party is, it has nothing to do with him. He just wants to complete the task and leave here as soon as possible.

"Identity Token."

The parrot stood up impatiently and fluffed its feathers.

Chen Lin immediately took the token in his hand and showed it to the other party.

The parrot took the token, glanced at it casually after being inspired, and then looked at Chen Lin.

"The number of two stars is not enough. Are you sure you want to use it to light up the one-star mark?"

"Sure."

Chen Lin replied.

He immediately asked: "It only requires a two-star meritorious service to light up the first star. What to do with the remaining one?"

The merits here are different from those in the outside world. Killing an enemy counts as one.

He had killed two two-star enemies, so don't waste it.

"Of course it is stored in the second star."

As the parrot answered, he waved his wings towards the token. The token flashed and the first star on it turned golden, and then he threw it to Chen Lin.

Chen Lin looked at it with a look of understanding.

The reason why he came to redeem his meritorious service first was to see if what the man in golden armor said was true. It seemed like there should be no problem now.

Putting away the token, he then asked: "I heard that there is a level list of enemies here. How can I see it?"

"It's right over there, keep your voice down when you look at it, and don't disturb this general from his nap."

The parrot pointed casually, then yawned and fell asleep again.

Chen Lin walked to where the other person was pointing and found a thick stack of classics. He picked up one and opened it. There were pictures inside, with pictures and texts, and the introduction was very detailed.

The first page records the Tianluo believers.

Not only was the origin and strength division of this creature introduced, but also what methods it was good at and how to deal with it were also described, which made Chen Lin's eyes light up.

With this, the task can be completed more smoothly.

He calmed down and checked slowly.

According to what was said above, Tianluo believers are divided into three levels, one star, two stars and three stars.

In addition to Tianluo believers, evil beasts formed under the influence of Shura, and parasitic species whose souls were stolen by Youluo, all have a maximum of three stars.

The Luo monster on the top is Luo's clone, which is the giant eyeball.

Chen Lin's face turned solemn.

According to the records in hand, the four-star Luo monsters were the ones he and Zishu and others killed. As for the five-star Luo monsters, they were the powerful beings that he, the tree fairy and other five-element spirits killed in the ice and snow. Got it!

As for the six stars, they are even more powerful!

Although his abilities in all aspects have been significantly improved now, he doesn't dare to say that he can deal with five-star Luo monsters, and he even dares not think about six-star ones.

Originally, Chen Lin still had some confidence in completing the mission because he had the Thunder God Sword and the Soul-Destroying Finger, but now he was a little unsure.

And there are not only six-star clones here, but also seven-star and eight-star clones, and even nine-star clones!

The nine-star Luo monster is the level of the giant scarlet eye that caused the collapse of the Tianxuan world!

This information secretly surprised Chen Lin. He originally thought that the scarlet giant eye in Tianxuan Realm was Luo's real clone, that is, Shura's true body, but he didn't expect that it was just Shura's clone.

How powerful should Shura's true body be?

He and Luo Ke had a deep grudge. If Luo's clones could send messages to each other, then he would have to be careful not to be targeted by high-level clones as soon as he went out.

As he watched more and more content, Chen Lin's face became increasingly ugly.

This space turned out to be the battlefield where the guardians of the nightmare world defeated Luo. The giant pillars outside were formations arranged by the guardians. This formation could borrow higher-level power in the nightmare world, so it was Defeated by Luo.

A higher level of energy in the nightmare world?

Chen Lin was confused.

According to the information he learned, the guardian is the most powerful existence in the nightmare world. Who else needs to borrow power from?

Is it a higher-level guardian, or is there a level above the guardian that he doesn't know about?

Chen Lin slowly closed the document and began to think.

Now is not the time to pursue the secrets of the nightmare world, the main thing is how to complete the task.

It is not difficult for him to light up the first three mission stars, but the fourth star corresponds to the fourth-level Luo monster, which is Luo's eyeball clone.

Even low-level clones are not that easy to kill!

And according to records, within the area covered by these giant pillars, most Luo monsters below three stars will appear. Those above three stars will rarely come in, because they will be suppressed by the formation once they enter.

Therefore, if you want to hunt Luo monsters with three stars or above, you need to go outside the range of the giant pillar.

You don't need to understand that the danger outside the giant pillar must be extremely dangerous, and he may not be able to come back alive with this little trick.

Standing up and taking a look at the sleeping parrot on the beam, Chen Lin frowned and left the Hall of Merit.

The difficulty of the task depressed him.

He doubted that anyone could really complete such a difficult task. It was much more difficult than Zhang Zitong's exam.

He estimated that even a strong Hedao might not be able to complete the task, even if he could come in in person, but Shura, Tianluo, and Youluo, each of the three systems has unique power of rules, which cannot be dealt with by normal means. of.

This is just a baron task, what about the higher viscounts, earls, and marquises?

It’s unimaginable!

Chen Lin walked on the street with a gloomy expression. Looking at the people walking in a hurry, he felt more and more wrong.

Everything here seems to be abnormal, so we need to find out the situation as soon as possible.

Dawn Inn.

After Chen Lin explored the building structure in the entire camp, he came to the only inn here.

But what surprised him was that, as the only inn, there were no people inside.

"Are you staying in a hotel?"

As soon as he walked inside, a gloomy voice sounded.

Chen Lin looked over and saw a skinny old man sitting at the counter, looking at him expressionlessly.

He walked over immediately.

Although the other party looks ugly, he is a human being after all and is easier to deal with than a bird.

But before he could speak, a tall figure came down the stairs.

Chen Lin turned his head and took a look, and was stunned for a moment.

This person turned out to be Zhenjun Wanmeng!

He didn't expect to see each other here, and he was overjoyed.

"Ten thousand……"

Chen Lin took two steps and was about to step forward to say hello, but saw Zhenjun Wanmeng shake his head slightly and then walk out of the inn without looking back.

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment and did not continue to speak. Instead, he glanced at the old man behind the counter and walked out.

True Monarch Wanmeng walked slowly and leisurely, and he also moved forward at a steady speed.

The two of them walked out of the camp together, one behind the other!

After leaving the city, Wanmeng Zhenjun increased his speed and flew for more than ten miles before stopping.

"Who are you and why do you keep following me?"

True Lord Wan Meng turned around, glanced at Chen Lin, and spoke coldly.

At the same time, a dark round spiritual treasure appeared in his hand, and he seemed to be ready to take action if he disagreed.

Chen Lin frowned, and then said: "I am Chen Lin. I wonder if Fellow Taoist Wan Meng still remembers me?"

"How to prove it!"

True Lord Wan Meng still did not relax his guard and asked again.

Chen Lin's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, several sparse rays of lightning fell.

"Can this be proven?"

What he demonstrated was the five-thunder spell. The opponent knew this spell, but there was almost no thunder power here, so the power of the spell was greatly limited.

True Lord Wan Meng did not speak, but just shook his head.

Seeing this, Chen Lin pointed his finger again, and the light fell on the other party in a flash.

Zhenjun Wanmeng's face suddenly turned pale, and his vitality also weakened.

"How about this? Can you prove it?"

Chen Lin asked again in a deep voice.

From the attack just now, he could feel that the opponent's cultivation level had reached the late stage of divine transformation, but he had not yet entered the stage of refining the void.

If he exerts all his strength, this finger can make the opponent's soul fly away. Even if he only uses a little power, the opponent will not feel better.

"That's it!"

Zhenjun Wanmeng spoke weakly, and then said with a speechless expression: "It's just to verify the identity. Fellow Daoist Chen doesn't need to kill me!"

Chen Lin spread his hands and said: "This is already the lightest. If it is any lighter, I'm afraid Taoist Fellow Wanmeng won't be able to verify it accurately."

Then he took a few steps forward, took out a bottle of soul-producing pill and handed it to the other party, saying: "Take this, refine it all, and the damage to your soul will be restored."

Zhenjun Wanmeng was not polite, poured one out and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Why do you appear here?"

Chen Lin waited for the other party to swallow the elixir, waved his hand and said: "Don't talk about me first, tell me what is going on here. Why don't you meet me in the inn?"