Lin Fengmian knew that he couldn't be fooled, so he said seriously: "Luo Xue, I promise I won't use that trick again. I really want to help you."
"I know, but I can't watch you practice this Evil Emperor Technique anymore. Sooner or later, it will affect your mind." Luo Xue said worriedly.
"But if you send me back to the future, I can still practice the Evil Emperor Technique. It's meaningless." Lin Fengmian persuaded.
Luo Xue expressed her worries: "Before, your level was low, and the influence of the Evil Emperor Art was only on the surface. It will dissipate when you return."
"As your realm increases, I'm afraid it will have an impact on your soul. Even if you go back, it will be with you like a shadow."
"I don't know what impact it will have on you in the future, but I really don't want to harm you, nor do I want to create a demon."
Lin Fengmian was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that his secret technique would actually cause Luo Xue to be so worried.
"Luo Xue, this is just your guess. There is no evidence. You can't stop eating because of choking."
"You know my talent. If I practice normal skills, I will only be inactive for the rest of my life. I don't want to live this kind of life."
Luo Xue fell silent and seemed a little confused.
Lin Fengmian hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "It's a rare opportunity to rehearse it, so just let me continue to practice the Evil Emperor Art. Maybe it will improve in the future?"
"After all, this technique is recorded in the Pisces Pendant. You have to have confidence in it. Maybe I did it wrong?"
The speaker was unintentional, but when it sounded intentional, Luo Xue was stunned on the spot.
"The key points of cultivation before the Nascent Soul Realm of Evil Emperor Technique were written by my master, and they were summarized by me at the beginning of the Nascent Soul."
"Perhaps the cultivation method I summarized is wrong, which led to your situation."
Lin Fengmian nodded quickly and said: "Now we have the opportunity to practice from beginning to end. Even if we make mistakes, we can recover. Just help me, right?"
Luo Xue said helplessly: "With all that said, don't you just want to go back and help me kill Lingtian Sword Master?"
Lin Fengmian smiled awkwardly and said, "Can you let me help you?"
"You've been traumatized this time. Are you really not afraid of death?" Luo Xue asked.
"Afraid, I have been afraid of death since I was a child, but I am even more afraid of your death." Lin Fengmian said with gentle eyes.
Luo Xue's eyes softened a bit when she heard this, and she said with a gentle smile: "Similarly, I am also afraid of your death."
When Lin Fengmian heard this, his heart skipped a beat, but the next second Luo Xue slashed him with a sword.
"Just let me think about it. When I figure it out, I'll come to you naturally. I'm sorry..."
Lin Fengmian opened his eyes unwillingly, and the boundless darkness rushed towards him, completely submerging him.
Luo Xue withdrew from this space, slowly opened her eyes, and lowered her eyes slightly.
She looked at her reflection in the water, but it looked like Lin Fengmian, seeming a little sad.
When she heard Lin Fengmian's almost confessional words, she panicked and gave him a blow.
Fool, don't like me.
I'm a dead man and we're not going to get anywhere.
On the other side, Lin Fengmian opened his eyes suddenly, as if a drowning person had woken up, his whole body covered in sweat.
"Luo Xue!"
But there was silence all around, and no one responded to him.
And because of his mental turmoil, his energy flow was inconsistent, his energy and blood surged, and he almost vomited blood.
He quickly gathered his thoughts and stopped the Evil Emperor Technique that had been operating silently.
He fell back weakly, soaking in the spiritual spring. He looked at the Pisces pendant in his hand and sighed helplessly.
Was he driven back by Luo Xue?
She shouldn't go looking for the Lingtian Sword Master alone. If she miscalculates, she won't enter this space next time.
When he thought of Luo Xue being in danger there, he felt a little uneasy and his heart was in a mess.
He raised his hand and looked at his hand, which felt unrealistic. Even with a wave of his hand, no strong spiritual power surged.
The spiritual power in his body that was like a stream reminded Lin Fengmian that he was back!
The world a thousand years ago was like a dream. In the dream, he was a genius in everyone's eyes.
In his imagination, such a talented young hero should have this kind of style, be able to do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants.
Plus with Luo Xue as his backing, he doesn't have the caution and caution of the world here.
He took out all the anger he had received here, indulged the evil dragon in his heart, and did things based on his preferences.
He is free and unrestrained, without looking forward or backward, he kills like a butchered dog, treats the prince as if he is nothing, and dares to test the sword with the sword master.
But after all, Ye Xuefeng is Lin Fengmian's fantasy personality under the influence of Luo Xue.
The person he wanted to be, but couldn't be.
When he woke up, he was still a low-level disciple of the Hehuan Sect who could not help himself and whose life and death were controlled by others.
Lin Fengmian, who lost Luo Xue's bonus, was not Ye Xuefeng after all. He was just an ordinary person with average qualifications.
Lin Fengmian sighed and said: "Thousands of years ago I struck hard, but in reality I am submissive!"
This huge sense of gap made him not want to come back, he just wanted to immerse himself there.
But he knew very well that he was not from that world after all.
Not to mention anything else, although I am happy with my grudges, I have also fundamentally lost my worries.
He touched his little brother and said with a smile: "Man, long time no see."
"It's good for ordinary people to be like ordinary people. This young master can control ten girls at night. Can Ye Xuefeng do that?"
Lin Fengmian laughed to himself and said, "He can't do it! He can't do anything, but he can't even do it."
Not sure how much time had passed, Lin Fengmian calmed down and began to look at his current situation.
The level of foundation building on the first level has been stabilized, but it seems that it will be difficult to build the second level in a short time.
Building a third floor by the end of the year?
It seems that normal cultivation is no longer possible, and dual cultivation is required.
Lin Fengmian stood up and discovered that there were several frightening charms and jade slips with messages in the secret room.
This frightening talisman is used to wake up people in retreat. The effect is mild, but it will interrupt the practice.
Since his soul is not in his body, this frightening talisman naturally has no effect on him.
He picked up a jade slip with a message and found that it was Zhao Ningzhi who came to him for something and asked him to contact her as soon as he woke up.
Why is Zhao Ningzhi so anxious about him?
Lin Fengmian sent the message back full of doubts, then opened the secret room of retreat and walked out.
The door on the opposite side is tight, and Xia Yunxi seems to be still in retreat.
But this is normal. For those who practice Taoism, let alone ten days and a half, a year passes in the blink of an eye.
When I walked outside the house, it was already autumn, and there was a slight coolness between the sky and the earth. Looking around, I could see the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, showing some signs of desolation.
But before he had time to sigh, a stream of light hurriedly fell, and it was Zhao Ningzhi who came in a hurry.
"You finally came out. We have been waiting for you for several days. If you don't come out, the sect leader will suspect that you are dead."
Lin Fengmian was stunned and said: "Why are you so anxious for me? It's not even half a month, right?"
I have been there for less than ten days, so why am I so impatient here?
