Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as the quilt was covered, Yan Zun appeared in front of him with a sullen face. The moment he saw Shang Yan, his face softened like a spring breeze. The tip of his nose twitched twice, and suddenly he raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Shang Yan let out a breath, wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, it's so dangerous!

He preemptively said: "What are you doing suddenly breaking into the disciple's room in the middle of the night?" Speaking of which, he glanced at the badly damaged door, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to use spells? You should use spells on this door, right?" ?”

Yan Zun glanced at him, and said lightly: "You don't need experience to be a teacher." After a pause, he continued: "Of course you don't need to abide by that rule. You are the one who needs to abide by it." It's kind of provocative.

Shang Yan said with great care: "You are teaching me a lesson, so what are you here for?"

"I heard movement in your room, and I was worried that something might happen, so I came to take a look." Yan Zun's eyes paused on the quilt, and his eyes became meaningful.

Under such a gaze, Shang Yan always had a feeling of being seen through. He clenched his palms unconsciously, cleared his throat and said, "It's just a noise made during cultivation. It's nothing. Go and rest, don't worry about me." .”

It's hard to talk about Meng Nocturnal, not to mention that this object is the master he has always been in awe of, and the most frightening thing is that he was almost caught by the master.

The embarrassment and shame in my heart are simply indescribable in words. If I change to someone with poor mental endurance, I might not be able to do this.

Shang Yan's mind was in a mess, he only hoped that Yan Zun would go out quickly, he wanted to be quiet, but...

There is always something to be afraid of in this world.

"Why are you working so hard recently?" Yan Zun had a faint smile on his lips, walked to the table and pulled up a chair to sit down, as if holding a candle for a long time to talk, "I haven't taught you for a long time as a teacher, why don't you just do it now?" , Tell me about the problems you have encountered in your recent practice."

"..."

The lower part was still wet, and it was extremely uncomfortable, but since Yan Zun said so, it would be too ignorant for a disciple to refuse.

Shang Yan was depressed in his heart, but on the surface he was grateful and said: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"I do have a doubt recently." He pursed his lower lip and asked, "I mainly cultivate illusions, so can I enter other people's dreams or the world of spiritual knowledge?"

He had tried it during the training. He couldn't enter the dream of people with a slightly higher cultivation level, but he could barely enter the dream with a very low cultivation level, but it was only as a bystander. The owner of the dream didn't even know that he had been there, let alone There is no need to submit and talk.

Yan Zun pondered for a moment and said: "A person's spiritual world is its core, and others cannot easily enter it. If they want to enter, there are only two possibilities."

"Which two?"

"One is that your cultivation base is much higher than the other party's, and the other is that you have the master's permission."

I didn't allow that person, so it must be the first possibility, Shang Yan secretly thought.

"Then master, can you enter my dream?"

Yan Zun slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "That depends on your permission."

In other words, even with Yan Zun's cultivation base, he couldn't enter his dream, so that person is even more powerful than Yan Zun?Could it be the sky?But he doesn't know Tian, ​​and if he wants to enter Tian, ​​he should also enter Lu Shan's dream.

Yan Zun saw that the opponent's eyebrows could pinch a fly to death, and said with concern: "What's the matter? If you have any questions, you can ask."

"If..." Shang Yan pondered: "I mean, if, is it possible, I can enter a person's dream and communicate with him to control his dream?"

"This..." Yan Zun raised his slender eyebrows, "Communication may be possible, but manipulation is impossible. A person's dreams can only be controlled by himself, and others cannot interfere."

What?Shang Yan's eyes suddenly set off a turbulent wave, and his heart flustered for no reason. He always felt that there was some terrible truth slowly revealing the tip of the iceberg.

He asked with difficulty: "Is...is there no exception?" His voice trembled slightly.

"Maybe, maybe it can be done at a higher level. As far as I know, there are no exceptions." Yan Zun suppressed the doubts in his eyes, and only warned: "Entering someone else's dream is equivalent to entering a world dominated by others." , has become the meat on the cutting board, so if it is not that the cultivation base is much higher than the opponent, don't try it lightly, otherwise it will not be worth the loss if you are trapped in a dream."

"Well, I understand." Shang Yan felt a little relieved, maybe that person's cultivation was extremely high, and a sense of urgency rose in his heart. The feeling that there was a strong enemy in the dark made him feel like a thorn in his back, and he had to improve quickly. repaired.

He cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Master, I have nothing to ask, you..." You can leave.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zun directly interrupted, "Since there is nothing to ask, let me explain the technique to you."

Shang Yan: "..."

Yan Zun's lecture lasted one night, and he didn't leave until the sky turned white. Before leaving, he repaired the door thoughtfully with magic techniques.

"Cultivation requires a combination of work and rest. I will rest at the inn for the past few days. You can go out for a walk, but remember, you must come back before sunset."

Shang Yan's eyes dimmed, he parted his lips several times, and finally he said in a casual way: "I see."

He obviously hoped that the other party would leave all night, but when he really left, he was inexplicably disappointed.

A ray of light crawled in through the crack of the window, interrupting Shang Yan's contemplation. He subconsciously closed his eyes, then raised them again, staring deeply at the crack.

Last night, he didn't seem to open the window, could it be that the wind opened it?Taking advantage of Yan Zun's absence, he hurriedly made a formula to clean himself up, and then walked to the window.

When I was about to close the window tightly, I suddenly found black marks on the window sill, which seemed to have been burned by something.

Could it be that Master came here on purpose last night because he sensed that someone was trying to harm him?But now he is already at the peak of the body, and the only Mahayana monk who can defeat him and make good use of fire is...  

Could it be Yan Zun?

Shang Yan was startled, and suddenly remembered that big snake, didn't Lu Shan tell him after listening to the conversation between Qingzun and Yanzun on purpose?It led to a series of events that followed.

If Lu Shan and Qingzun were excluded, only Yanzun would be left.

No wonder, no wonder Yan Zun insisted on coming to Qiewei City, where fighting skills are not allowed on the surface, presumably to lure snakes out of their holes.

Shang Yan, who figured out the joints, knew that he was not strong enough to help at all. The only thing he could do was not to make trouble. In order to avoid complications, he decided to stay in the inn to practice.

As soon as he sat on the bed, he heard a scream.

The system howled heart-piercingly, [Host, you've crushed me, cough cough cough...]

Shang Yan jumped up from the bed in shock, so the little one wouldn't be directly crushed and crippled, right?

He hurriedly bent down to search, and sure enough, he found a crushed creature in a small corner, and suddenly felt a little guilty, "Um, are you okay?"

【What do you think? 】The system complained, desperately inflated, swelled like a balloon and returned to its original shape, and then wobbled and flew to Shang Yan.

[What have you been doing for tens of thousands of years? 】The tone is extremely accusatory.

"How many thousands of years have I lived?" Shang Yan quickly grasped the point, "But it's only been a few years since I realized it."

[Give me some blood, and I will remind you of something. 】

Shang Yan narrowed his eyes, "Why should I trust you? What if you take the opportunity to poison my blood?"

[We are running out of time, so don't delay. 】The system crashed abnormally.

【I know you are looking for someone you love, but you must not remember who he is, right?I remember, you give me blood, I tell you. 】

Shang Yan was silent, as if he was thinking about something, in his heart, he really felt that this little creature was very kind, let's try it.

Last night's dream, he is very confused now, he doesn't know how to face Master, and he doesn't know what is going on in his heart.

He desperately wanted to know the identity of that sweetheart, to clear things up.

"How much?" He got up and walked to the table, took a bowl, and prepared to bleed.

[How embarrassing, otherwise, a bowl full? 】The system's tone is shy.

"..." Shang Yan cut his wrist expressionlessly, poured out a bowl of blood, bandaged the wound and glanced at the little creature, "Take it."

[Hey, then I'm not going to be polite. 】

The system's eyes lit up, and immediately rushed into the bowl like a wolf pouncing a tiger, sucking it in big mouthfuls, the double pupils overflowing with satisfaction.

Shang Yan's expression was indescribable, he sucked my blood so deliciously in front of me, is that really okay?

After a while, the bowl of blood drained out, and the system hiccupped.

[Ding, memory transfer...]

The moment the sound of the milk sounded, a large amount of memory about the system appeared in Shang Yan's mind, and the amount of information exploded. He covered his forehead in pain.

It took him a while to sort out his thoughts, and he said in disbelief, "I've been reincarnated for so many lives?"

[Yes, you once said that we have a hidden enemy, and we need to reincarnate to accumulate strength to defeat him. I thought I had great hope this time, but I didn’t expect it to be the same as the previous few times. I will return to this world as soon as I come to this world The ancient battlefield, and you lost all power and memory. 】

"Who is the hidden enemy? God?"

[I don't know, you didn't tell me, you just said, don't tell. 】

"But what am I doing? Why do I have no clue? What about the memories of my reincarnation lives? Give it to me."

The system was silent, and it took a while before it spoke.

【I don’t have those, and I disappeared when I came to this world. The memory I’m giving you now is copied from my memory. 】

"Aren't you with me all the time? Then you should remember it and copy it to me." Shang Yan's eyes flashed, he felt that the system knew it, but he didn't intend to give it to him.

【No, you told me that you have to take the initiative to recall these memories, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. 】

"Got it." He didn't doubt the authenticity, the system would never lie to him.

Shang Yan's eyes dimmed, remembering the first time he saw the system.

After the ancient battlefield has been turned into ruins, the resentment and blood in it are soaring. Under such circumstances, small creatures that feed on them will naturally multiply.

The system was born here. Although it feeds on resentment and blood, it never sucks the blood of living people, but is very close to living people.

However, no living person is willing to get close to it, and it is usually slapped flat. Because of this, the system has developed a good ability to inflate.

Later, when Shang Yan found this little thing, he couldn't remember what state of mind he was in at that time, he just remembered that he picked up the dying little thing, said a word, and carried it with him until now.

By the way, what did he say?

"Do you still remember what I said when I first saw you?"

【You say, 'Little guy, you are as unpopular as I am. ']

Shang Yan was taken aback, how could he say such a thing?

He glanced at the little guy with a soft and cute appearance, and his face became weird, "You lied to me before, you don't suck blood."

[That was before, that was before, okay?Since I was brought out by you, I have switched to inhaling Genius Dibao and Yuan Ye. 】The system is extremely excited.

Shang Yan silently raised his wrist.

[Ahem, you are different, your cultivation base is high, and what you bleed out is geniuses and treasures, not blood. 】

Shang Yan laughed, and suddenly called out in a low voice, "Xiao Cang."

[Don't call me that. 】The system's wings flapped, as if angry.

"It's good if I didn't call you Xiaoying." Shang Yan smiled and clenched his fists, "I ask you, how much is the task progress?"

[Ding, the progress of the love line task is 30.00%, and the progress of the career line task is 50.00%. 】

Is there any progress on the love line?Shang Yan lowered his eyes slightly, the only person he had had similar thoughts was his master.

That dream might not have been tampered with by the mysterious man, it was probably the deepest desire in his heart, the mysterious man just created an illusion to let him see his heart clearly.

This method is so familiar.

If he yearns for Master in his heart, then what about his sweetheart?Shang Yan's lips were tightly pursed, his eyes struggled, his fists were clenched and released, and finally he took a deep breath, and asked in an unprecedented solemn tone, "Who is my sweetheart?"

[If you still can't figure it out, forget it if you're stupid. 】The system hates iron but not steel.

【Your sweetheart is your master. 】