I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

Yu Huaiyin in front of him didn't speak, he was just smiling, very much like the way Liang Chi and him were when they first met.

That year, Liang Book was locked under the altar of the Tanlang Kingdom, and he was not allowed to go out without an edict.

So his connection with the outside world is only the skylight of the underground palace.

The window is very narrow, and you can only see a small piece of sky. Except for the rain leaking in summer and the snow seeping in winter, even a bird doesn't bother to fly through it.

And no matter how long you look at it, whether it is a day, a month, or a year, there is only the difference between black sky and white night.

Until one day, two sweeping maids talked about the excitement outside the altar, the scene where the immortals from the upper world came to the world, and the alleys were empty.

The young man in red who had lived in the underground palace for a long time had the idea of ​​going outside to see it for the first time.

He stole the flying sword from the coffin, and picked a night when the moon was sparse, thinking that he would just take a look from a distance.

I don't know what kind of life those people who came from the sky look like, is it interesting?

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. The legendary flying sword that is full of spirituality and can carry mortals has long been rusted.

When it was used for burial, it was ordered by the original owner not to leave the altar more than [-] meters away.

Therefore, when Liang Chu recited the mantra and walked with the sword, he had just left the gate of the underground palace, before he flew past the two stone wolves squatting at the gate.

The flying sword turned around and ran back, directly throwing him off the sword.

He exclaimed, thinking that he would die here.

As a result, the fate was formed like this, and by coincidence, Yu Huaiyin passed by alone, and happened to catch him.

High above the sky, Liang Ce looked up along the slender finger bones that grabbed him, and found that the other party was a beautiful boy about his age.

"Are you from the Upper Immortal Realm?" The question blurted out, Liang Chi completely forgot about the dangerous situation he was in now.

He was suspended in the air, and his body swayed rhythmically following the direction of the flying magic weapon.

At that time, Fan Yu Huaiyin had a little intention of harming him, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he fell down and died.

But Yu Huaiyin held onto it very firmly, he looked at the red-clothed boy, and showed a long-lost smile.

"Is this man unable to speak?"

Liang Ce was puzzled, and the next moment he grabbed his hand, he was thrown behind the flying treasure ship.

Looking sideways, the moon in the sky is round and big, revealing a cool and misty brilliance.

He had never seen the moon so close, and it was completely different from what he saw in the skylight of the underground palace.

In the same way, I have never seen anyone whose lips draw a curve that is more gentle than the watery moonlight falling on the palm.

"Liang Ce, are you confused?" Yu Huaiyin's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

Liang Ce was stunned for a moment, knowing that it was not the phantom in front of him with the appearance of an old man who woke him up, but the ugly Taoist far outside the Yin Yang Pagoda.

The Poxuan knife was unsheathed, and pierced into the chest of the deceased with great precision. Before seeing a single drop of blood, the phantom dissipated in a puff of green smoke.

"Senior, this tower is full of grievances and obscurations formed by ghosts and ghosts. It is difficult for me to find my way out of it. Can you help me?"

Walking through the disembodied souls, Liang Chi saw the remains of severed limbs all over the place and heard their screams.

The road ahead is endless, it is suffering in the world, just like the ugly scene of Avici Hell in this world.

In the attic on the fifth floor, the space seems to be infinitely enlarged.

At this moment, at this moment.

In front of the medical hall, Yu Huaiyin picked up the half piece of paper money that had fallen on the bone's mouth.

He saw the bone lying on a moldy rocking chair, looked at the figure of the bone, and guessed the identity of this person in his heart.

Hearing Liang Chu's words, Yu Huaiyin sent him a voice transmission, "You stay where you are and don't move, I will go over to meet you right now."

Holding the corner of the half paper money in his hand, the temperature of his fingertips melted the fine snow on it, and it was wet, as if he had wiped away the tears from some child's eyes.

The moment he turned around and walked towards the Wenlu Building, he reminded Liang Chu again: "If any evil spirits approach you, just recite the Awakening Mantra."

Liang Chu sat cross-legged, surrounded by countless lonely souls, disturbing him and restless.

Hearing Yu Huaiyin's words, he frowned and almost couldn't help opening his eyes to see those sinking illusions.

A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, and Liang Chu said in embarrassment: "Senior, as far as I know, although the mantra of observing the mind you mentioned is a basic mental method that the disciples of the Twelve Immortals must learn, it must be above the third level of Qi training. You are only qualified to read if you have a cultivation base, and I have never learned it."

Didn't even reach the third level of Qi training?

When Yu Huaiyin heard Liang Chu mention about his cultivation, he couldn't help recalling Liang Chu's various performances in the Yin-Yang Pagoda in the original book, at least he was a monk of alchemy.

This system is too broken. The protagonist's experience points are not full, and he has to forcefully clear the dungeon. Most likely he is looking for death.

"There is a book called "Yunji" in your storage bag. The water curse on page No. 17 is the most effective against evil spirits and evil spirits. You don't need to worry about your own cultivation, just do as it says."

After thinking for a long time, Yu Huaiyin finally came up with the name of the fairy art used by Liang Chu in the original book.

This is a forbidden technique. For monks below the Nascent Soul cultivation level, once it is used, it will explode.

As the saying goes, the highest goodness is like water, the caster uses powerful vitality to suppress evil spirits at the cost of stimulating the pure and refined qi contained in the blood of the whole body.

This method is easy to use, but how much blood can a person have, if it is dried up, it will be a dead end.

In the original book, Liang Chu forcibly used this kind of domineering fairy art, relying on him absorbing Yu Huaiyin's spiritual sea in advance, and with the blessing of heavy treasures, he saved his life.

But now, in the world where Yu Huaiyin was reborn, for some unknown reason, Liang Ce has been hiding that spirit sea in the spike necklace that can resist all detection by the spiritual sense.

Even if he knows this thing, it can help him to embark on the path of practice again.

He still hesitated again and again, and finally kept it carefully.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Liang Ce stopped reaching for the wolf tooth necklace, and then followed what Yu Huaiyin said, took out "Yunji" from the storage bag, and tried to gather Reiki, runs Sunday.

"Also, tell me in detail what you just encountered in the tower."

Yu Huaiyin stood downstairs with a lantern, staring at the setting sun, wishing that time would pass faster.

God knows, if Liang Ce will use his spiritual sea as a bomb in a hurry, the two of them are like grasshoppers on the same rope now.

Except for him, the invisible villain, he couldn't let others bully his protagonist.

"I just..." While trying to exercise, he told Yu Huaiyin about An Ren.

An hour passed.

During this period, Liang Chu tried no less than ten times, trying to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, but every time he failed at the most critical moment.

His spiritual sea was still like a pool of stagnant water, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the spiritual power flow normally in his body.

However, quantitative changes will eventually bring about qualitative changes.

As more and more spiritual energy was introduced into his body, he gradually felt where the spiritual sea was blocked, and unexpectedly entered a state of internal vision.

This is an excellent way of cultivation. It is a practitioner who combines his own situation, and his understanding of the world has always been something that can only be encountered but not sought after.

This also led to Liang Ce unilaterally cutting off the connection between him and Yu Huaiyin.

Closing his eyes and meditating quietly, he saw that the spiritual power in the meridians around his body was regularly converging towards the dantian, impacting the invisible invisible barrier like a sea of ​​rivers.

In the darkness, circles of dark red ripples continued to spread, and where the energy fluctuations passed, all the ghosts retreated one after another.

Repeatedly using the Ruo Shui curse in an almost fatal way, and turning this suicidal behavior into a perverted practice, the good book is the only one in this world.

The lonely souls on the fifth floor looked at him like this, not to mention whether they were afraid of the Ruo Shui curse's attack, but just thinking about their stomachs, if they swallowed such a lunatic, they might get sick too.

It is rare that these lonely souls are regardless of male, female, old or young, with high or low mana.

For the first time, a group concept emerged, and I ran back to the fourth floor to hide in peace, without even a ghost.

The qi and blood in his body kept churning, pain appeared on his face, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was clearly a sign of internal injury.

But he didn't want to give up, and he didn't know how to stop the operation of this weird technique.

Linghai, which had been silent for six years, finally turned around, even if he risked his life, it was worth it.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

What dripped from Liang Book's forehead was no longer sweat, but blood.

The energy ripples that diffused from his body no longer appeared in a fixed form, and the tyrannical aura collided with each other, as if there was a tendency to go crazy.

Just when Liang Ce couldn't control the power in his body and was about to explode and die at any time, a chill hit his head.

The huge snake's head with a red letter was slowly hanging down. The purple scales on the snake's body grew backwards like iron armor, exuding an aura of temptation and danger.

The moment the snake shadow appeared, the temperature of the entire fifth-floor attic instantly dropped to the extreme.

The blood droplets floating around the good book solidified drop by drop, and even a layer of frost appeared on his face.

But the strange thing is that even if such a big change happened, Liang Ce's consciousness is still in the state of cultivation, and he has no intention of waking up.

The extreme inflammation in his body merged with the extreme cold brought by the snake shadow, making Liang Ce feel as if he was in ice and fire, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his face became pale.

If it wasn't for the occasional red streak that erupted from his body, it would make him move his eyes uncomfortably. When others saw him like this, they would probably think that this person was dead.

"Don't tell me nothing, as long as it's what you think in your heart, can you really measure anything?"

Blowing the wind all the way up to the second floor of the Yin-Yang Tower, Yu Huaiyin picked up the writing brush on the table, and glanced uncertainly at the black-robed man standing in the dark.

"That's natural."

It was the first time that the man in black heard such a question from a passer-by. He was stunned for a moment, wondering if the Taoist in front of him could write something shocking to the world?

"That's good." Yu Huaiyin wrote with confidence.

Different from the last time, this time, let's see that he did it in one go without any hesitation.

After all, he was very concerned about the sudden loss of contact with Liang Ce.

It is said that victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, but in order to save his customs clearance time in this strange world, he will never allow Liang Chi to die young.

"when--"

The moment he stopped writing, the door leading to the third floor opened.

Yu Huaiyin walked up without saying a word.

On the other hand, for the first time, the man in black was a little curious about what Yu Huaiyin had written, so he picked up the piece of paper and glanced at it.

Then, the tower spirit, who had been guarding the tower for a hundred years and was used to seeing all kinds of lonely souls and wild ghosts, suddenly froze.

His complexion began to produce a strange change, it was a very nice color...

really nice to see...