[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist is practicing

As soon as they entered the illusion, it was a beauty trick, and many people in this group were defeated.They were bewitched by the beauties, thinking that they had really gotten lucky, and time passed quickly when they were with the beauties.

Ling Yi and Lou Lingfeng easily crossed the first illusion, and then switched to a paradise with picturesque mountains and rivers.

Surrounded by such beautiful scenery, Ling Yi also felt lingering and almost lost his mind.

Not long after, an old man came and chatted with Ling Yi kindly, asking some questions about him.

The old man was very kind, and Ling Yi responded with a smile.

When he was about to answer, he suddenly glanced at the peach tree not far away that was swaying happily in the breeze.

The blossoming flowers pressed down the branches, and the pink flowers entered the eyes, and the sight was caught unconsciously.

Ling Yi suddenly remembered, it is already the end of summer, how can there be peach blossoms?

Steady his mind, he quickly drew out the Shuying Sword and slashed at the smiling old man in front of him.

Sure enough, under the power of Shuying Sword, the old man's body turned into an afterimage.

Touching his chest, Ling Yi felt a little scared, and almost said something that shouldn't be said.

The surrounding scene changed instantly, and he returned to the darkness again.

"Ling Yi." Lou Lingfeng said with a worried expression, "Where did you go just now?"

Only then did Ling Yi recall that Lou Lingfeng didn't seem to be with him just now, and said, "I've fallen into an illusion."

Lou Lingfeng asked with concern: "It's nothing serious."

"Hmm." Ling Yi was quite proud: "I can easily see through this little trick. In fact, there are loopholes to be found in this experiment of Wanhuazong. Even if you don't know that you are in an illusion, as long as you catch those who are not It's easy to decipher the details that might exist in the moment."

"Yeah." Lou Lingfeng also smiled: "Let's hurry up."

Ling Yi nodded, so the two continued to move forward, but within a few steps, the surrounding scene changed again.

This time it was stuck for a long time, and it took a long time to come out.

After returning to the darkness, cold sweat dripped from Ling Yi's forehead.

If he hadn't discovered the abnormality, he might have been trapped in the illusion forever.

With some fear, Ling Yi kept telling himself that everything he saw was fake.

Repeating this sentence in his heart, Ling Yi felt less worried, and calmly plunged into another illusion.

This test of Wanhuazong is to test whether the cultivator's state of mind is firm or not.

Every change of the scene is a firm inner experience for the cultivator, and of course more is lost in the illusion.

Will you be moved by the temptation of beauty, will you be deceived by sweet words, will you not be able to stick to your way of cultivating immortals... Although it is a test of illusion, it is actually the most basic reflection on the cultivator himself. It's an opportunity to ask your heart.

Although there will be many immortal cultivators who signed up who could not pass this test, but after leaving the illusion, they will have a feeling of being completely reborn when they recall their previous experiences.

The surrounding scene has changed dozens of times, and Ling Yi's figure finally returned to the darkness again.

This time, he walked forward for a long time, and did not fall into the illusion again.

Ling Yi let out a long sigh of relief, it seems that the test is over.

"It is estimated that there will be no illusions ahead, and we can reach the main hall unimpeded." Ling Yi turned his head and said with joy in his heart.

As far as the eye can see, Lou Lingfeng's expression is not as calm as usual.

His black eyes were pitch black, as deep as a pool of stagnant water, without any light, as if they had merged with the darkness around him.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yi's heart sank, and he asked hastily.

"Ling Yi..." With a low voice, Lou Lingfeng raised his eyes and said, "There are some things that I have to say now."

Somewhat confused, Ling Yi asked: "What's the matter, tell me."

"I..." Lou Lingfeng hesitated: "Actually, I don't think we are suitable...I can't deceive my heart, and I can't hide from you."

With a slight jump in his heart, Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "That's all? Nothing else?"

Frowning slightly, Lou Lingfeng's face was stained with sadness: "I have a lot of things to confess to you, and I think what I just said is the most important... That's why I said it first."

"Well, I can leave you." Ling Yi suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, nodded bluntly, and said, "How do you plan to solve the matter of the sword formula? I don't care, but I'm not by your side, your cultivation speed will be slower." It’s much slower, and there’s a greater chance of going mad.”

Lou Lingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "I didn't say I wanted you to leave me."

"Then what do you mean?" Ling Yi's face also darkened.

"We can still get along as before, but we can't be so close. Of course, I will still come to you when I need it."

Hearing these words, Ling Yi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

What's the meaning?When necessary?Just drag me to the bed when you need double repairs, and then forget about it after using it?

Ling Yi's complexion became more and more grim, and his voice also carried a hint of questioning: "Speak clearly."

"I'm sorry, I think I like women more." Lou Lingfeng lowered his head, as if he wanted to bury himself in the darkness: "And you also said that I will meet many beauties in the future, and they will all fall in love with me... ...I think I can't resist this temptation. If you can accept it, I will treat you as usual and give you all the treasures. If you can't accept it, then I can only follow my heart chosen."

Clenching his hands tightly into a fist, Ling Yi held back the anger that was about to burst out, and said through gritted teeth: "I don't care about your broken magic weapons, I just ask you, what do you think of me? A trash that is thrown away after use? I I have decided to be with you, now you come to tell me this? I believe that a person will not change, you were the one who stuck with me first, now you tell me that you want to find many wives?"

When the words came out, Ling Yi was also taken aback.

It was always Lou Lingfeng who expressed his love, and he never said he liked him.

After being expelled from the sect, he has taken good care of himself during the three months since he came to the Wanhua sect. Even when he met a beautiful woman, he didn't take a second look. Why did he suddenly become like this?

After a long time, Lou Lingfeng said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I haven't found a chance to speak up before. This time, it's just the two of us, and it's surrounded by darkness. I feel like my heart has melted into the darkness. That's why I mustered up my courage. Speak up."

Hearing the words at the beginning, I was more or less disappointed in my heart, did Ling Yi frown, but now I feel more and more that something is wrong.

Thinking that he was in an illusion at the moment, Ling Yi raised a glimmer of hope in vain—could it be that the Lou Lingfeng in front of him was created by an illusion?

Judging from the author's shaping of him in the previous novels and how he has been getting along with him for so long, the real him should not say such things.

After calming down and making himself less flustered, Ling Yi said: "Well, since you've said that, I can't help you, but I have one condition."

As if he had been forgiven, Lou Lingfeng hurriedly said, "I'm the one who's sorry for you, just tell me what you want, no matter what it is, I will definitely satisfy you."

"I want your Chunyang Sword." Ling Yi spread out his palm: "Give it to me."

If you can conjure up a fake person, you can't even fake the Ancient Excalibur, right?Ling Yi thought to himself, how can this illusion be compared with Chunyang Sword?

Sure enough, Lou Lingfeng froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't agree to this."

"Okay." Ling Yi was also very straightforward, drew out the Shuying Sword, and said in a tone full of doubts: "Then let me see your heart and see if it is black."

"What do you mean?" Lou Lingfeng asked with a look of confusion on his face.

"Hmph, I want you to cut out your heart and give it to me." Ling Yi sneered and said, "You have pure Yang Qi to protect your body, so you can't die immediately because you don't have a heart. It can last for a few years, and in a few years you can find something to replace your heart. If you really feel sorry for me, cut your chest open, right now, right now."

Lou Lingfeng seemed a little panicked, and his tone lost his composure: "This, how can this be done?"

"I just have this one condition." Ling Yi pressed forward step by step, forcing the Shuying Sword into his hand, and said: "You can say whatever you want. The condition just now was really embarrassing for you. But if you can't meet this condition now, you will be a person who has no words, no faith, no heart, and no heart. Since you are already a heartless person, what is the use of the beating heart in your chest?"

Lou Lingfeng looked down at the Shuying Sword in his hand, his expression flustered.

Ling Yi's heart also rose to his throat.

He is gambling.

It is completely nonsense to say that you can live without a heart.

If the person in front of you is fake, you won the bet.

If the person in front of you is real, you have lost the bet.

Without a heart, even a cultivator cannot live long.

If Lou Lingfeng was going to die, Ling Yi would also be buried with him.

Those who are tied together by the sword formula are doomed to live and die together.After Xihe's death, Chunyang added such a sentence in the two sword formulas. As for his whereabouts, no one knows.

The atmosphere became more and more dignified, and Lou Lingfeng was still hesitating.

As time passed minute by minute, the glimmer of hope that Ling Yi held in his heart also disappeared.

He will not refuse, but it seems that he lost the bet, Ling Yi thought so, and slowly closed his eyes.

After all, there is still sadness in my heart, and the inexplicable rush of feelings is not because I know that I will not live long.

Maybe after death, you can return to the original world?Ling Yi tried his best to go in a good direction.

The person in front of him was still hesitating, but Ling Yi didn't want to look at him any more.

feel sick.

Sure enough, for a creature like a stallion man, his two hands are naturally used to hug left and right. Any one-on-one is bullshit.

Sadness, anger and unwillingness were intertwined, and Ling Yi's hands were trembling slightly.

The surrounding air seemed to condense, Lou Lingfeng sighed slowly and said, "I've made up my mind, I..."

"Ling Yi!" At this moment, a worried voice came, interrupting the words of the person in front of him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ling Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes widened, seeing a stern light full of sword energy passing by, the Lou Lingfeng in front of him was split open in shock.

Then his body gradually faded, getting weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Behind the disappearing figure stood a familiar figure, with long hair fluttering with the swaying of the figure, the crimson epee tightly held in his hand, and the black pupils burning with burning passion.

Pursing his lips, Ling Yi knew that what he saw in front of him was real.

A familiar breath rushed into his nose, and Ling Yi fell into Lou Lingfeng's arms.

His nose twitched, his lips curled, and he felt the urge to cry.

Grievance and resentment welled up in my heart.

Sensing Ling Yi's emotional instability, Lou Lingfeng asked softly: "Are you okay, I'm late, and I fell into an illusion just now."

Ling Yi didn't want to say more, but shook his head and replied, "It's fine."

"What did that fake me tell you?" Lou Lingfeng's voice was soft and soft, lingering in his ears.

After recalling his previous words, Ling Yi suddenly raised his head: "You were also entangled by the fake me just now?"

Lou Lingfeng showed a reassuring smile: "I recognized the fake Ling Yi at a glance. It's just that it took some effort to enter the illusion where you are. Fortunately, the sword art we practiced I feel something."

By the way, sword tactics.

The fake Lou Lingfeng just now didn't have any pure yang energy in his body, let alone the perception of the sword art on his body.

Ling Yi felt that his reaction just now was extremely stupid.

But a little happy.

Putting his hand on his face, Lou Lingfeng asked, "Why are you smirking?"

"It's nothing." Suddenly regaining consciousness, Ling Yi immediately withdrew his smile and said, "Maybe there is not much time left, let's hurry to the main hall."

"Ah."