Lin Beichen felt something was wrong as soon as he returned to his physical body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Young Master Yongnian sitting in his room, staring at him indifferently.
Lin Beichen was slightly shocked in his heart, but showed no signs of it on the surface: "How come you have time to come to me?"
Young Master Yongnian stared at him carefully: "I just want to make sure it's you, or if you are in cahoots with Fan Zhenyu."
Lin Beichen knew that Young Master Yongnian was not that easy to fool.
"The seed of evil fate is difficult to deal with, and I can only suppress it temporarily. Of course, it is possible that I have been controlled by him, but I don't know it yet."
Young Master Yongnian's eyes kept moving up and down Lin Beichen.
Wherever his gaze fell, there was a huge sense of oppression, and the flesh would be dented.
Lin Beichen didn't like the feeling at the moment, but he still acted calmly.
In the end, Young Master Yongnian slowly closed his eyes: "Don't worry, you are still you at this moment. I have not found any trace of being invaded by the seeds of evil fate in your life, and the seeds of evil fate have disappeared, which means that you have He was completely defeated. It seems that your daring to directly challenge Fan Zhenjiu was not a show of strength, but that you were already sure of it."
Speaking of what happened later, Young Master Yongnian had a profound meaning in his eyes.
After saying that, he walked out of Lin Beichen's room.
Lin Beichen slowly inhaled and exhaled slowly, keeping his mind calm. There was a cold glimmer in his eyes for a long time.
Then he continued to practice quietly and did not leave the room for several days.
The three maids had their hands and feet tied up, and their lives were very hard. After all, they were not people like Lin Beichen and Young Master Yongnian who had reached a certain level of cultivation. They had to eat, drink, and have sex. The three of them were tied together, and there were many things in their lives. inconvenient.
Fortunately, neither Mr. Yongnian nor Lin Beichen left the house, otherwise the three of them would die of shame.
Fan Zhenyu, who had been waiting outside the palace, became a little impatient because his seeds of evil destiny did not have any effect, and because of the restriction of the palace, he could not detect the situation of the seeds of evil destiny.
But even if he didn't know what happened, Fan Zhenyu could probably guess that the seeds of his bad fate had been wiped out by Lin Beichen.
This surprised him.
Lin Beichen is just a cultivator in the human-immortal realm. In the eyes of ordinary people, a being at this level is the lord of the all-powerful city. Danfang can only be regarded as a small shrimp in the eyes of a being like Fan Zhenyu.
It is simply unbelievable that he cannot crush the opponent with his divine will.
Finally Lin Beichen walked out.
Fan Zhenyu's eyes were instantly locked on him.
Lin Beichen walked straight to Fan Zhen Prison.
At the same time, one after another eyes fell on Lin Beichen.
Needless to say, the gazes of the three maids, and Master Yongnian's gaze were also projected on him through the wall.
Lin Beichen walked straight to Fan Zhenyu, with an invisible wall of restriction separating the two.
"Your evil fate seed is too ordinary and not worthy of being my opponent. It really disappoints me."
After Lin Beichen finished mocking, he turned around and left.
Fan Zhenyu's hoarse and stiff voice immediately stopped Lin Beichen: "Boy, you have no reason to deal with the seeds of my evil destiny. Someone must help you."
Lin Beichen smiled contemptuously and said: "Winning is winning, losing is losing. Can't you afford to lose?"
Fan Zhenyu looked unhappy: "I'm looking forward to the scene when you walk out of the palace and fall into my hands!"
Lin Beichen looked at Fan Zhenyu again: "I'm also looking forward to the scene where you kneel in front of me and lick the tops of my shoes!"
Fan Zhenyu was startled for a moment, and then his pupils dilated a lot. There was a light inside that kept flickering, but soon, the light went out and returned to normal.
Lin Beichen had also walked back to his room.
"The code should have been passed on. Are you sure that sentence can make your body understand what you mean?"
Nie Yuan Seed said with great certainty: "Of course, before I was sealed into the world of Taoism, I liked letting losers lick my shoes. If I hadn't recalled this matter carefully, I would have completely forgotten it. , what you just said about this matter will definitely awaken my body's memory about this matter."
"But just awakening this memory can make him and I have a telepathic connection? Knowing that we need an in-depth communication between each other?"
Niyuan Seed said confidently: "Don't worry, it won't be long before he will find a way to contact you."
Next, Lin Beichen fell into a long wait. It was no longer convenient for Lin Beichen to take the initiative to contact Fan Zhenyu.
Otherwise, Young Master Yongnian's suspicion would easily cast doubt on him.
As time passed, Lin Beichen was not sure whether Fan Zhenyuan would come to see him, so he simply put the matter aside and concentrated on practicing to improve his strength.
Another seven or eight days passed, and various strange phenomena suddenly appeared on Lin Beichen's sky map. Lights of light gathered and dispersed, pointing towards the room where Young Master Yongnian was.
Although Lin Beichen didn't know what this meant, he could vaguely feel that Young Master Yongnian might not be far away from achieving the Nascent Soul realm, and there was not much time left for him.
At this time, a vague voice sounded in Lin Beichen's ears: "How do you know my past habits? It was you who conquered the seeds of my bad fate?"
Lin Beichen felt a little happy, finally attracting this guy.
He turned around and looked around, but did not see Fan Zhenyu's figure, but he didn't think there was anything strange. It was not difficult to do this with Fan Zhenyu's good cultivation.
He is not afraid of Fan Zhenyu sneaking up on him in this way. If he sneaks here in this way, even Fan Zhenyu should only be able to send a weak soul to transmit the message. If it is really a powerful soul sneaking in, it will be impossible. If you hide everywhere, you will be discovered by Young Master Yongnian in no time.
"Your divine soul was indeed conquered by me. Everything about you was also told to me by that divine soul. But don't worry, that divine soul did not betray you. On the contrary, it found a clear way for you to leave here. That's why Tell me about your past hobbies to entice you to talk to me."
"Take me out of here? If the pretty boy next door said this, I would still believe it 20% to 30%. With your shallow cultivation, how dare you say such nonsense? You know, I have been trapped here for countless years, and I have never been there. Find a way out of here.”
Lin Beichen chuckled: "It's very simple, just follow me."
Lin Beichen said that he stretched out his hand and waited quietly.
A line of spirit as thin as a spider web suddenly appeared opposite Lin Beichen.
The soul hesitated for a moment, and then fell into Lin Beichen's palm.
Lin Beichen closed his palms and when he opened them again, he had entered the eighteenth level of hell.
The seeds of evil fate have been waiting here for a long time, and they immediately merged with the soul.
The communication between the two souls did not require any explanation from Lin Beichen, and it was even completed in an instant.
Fan Zhenyu's thread-like soul was peeled off from the seeds of evil destiny.
It can be seen that he is also very excited, spinning around to look at the world around him.
I have to say that this is a very sad thing. In the Immortal Continent, the eighteen levels of hell are definitely purgatory, but in the Taoist world, the eighteen levels of hell are simply heaven.
Fan Zhenyu's spirit fell in love with the world immediately.
Because he is only a small part of the soul, he does not carry any moral data, and naturally will not suffer the punishment of hell, so this place is lively, prosperous, and very interesting for him.
Naturally, Lin Beichen would not tell the truth. He did not lie to Fan Zhenyu, but Fan Zhenyu himself did not ask clearly.
After sending away the fragile soul, Lin Beichen began to wait quietly.
The passage to the Immortal Continent will be opened every twenty-three days, and this date is still six days away.
If Fan Zhenyu did not break his promise, when the passage opens in six days, he will urge the flesh men to attack the palace and attract the attention of Young Master Yongnian.
Lin Beichen, on the other hand, had to get out of the palace in the shortest possible time, kill Fan Zhenyu, take away his soul, including the pharmacopoeia, and then pass through the passage to the Immortal Continent and use the hidden star power to sneak into Fan's house quietly. , and then find a way to leave Fancheng.
In short, the road ahead of Lin Beichen is still very bumpy and difficult.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first step in a long march of thousands of miles. Every step is murderous and every pass is difficult to pass.
In another room, Master Yongnian woke up from his training. At this moment, he had turned into a huge cocoon.
Just like transforming from a cocoon into a butterfly, now all of Young Master Yongnian's skin, flesh, bones, blood, and meridians have melted, and are wrapped in a thin layer of cocoon skin.
These melted liquids are constantly gathering and slowly turning into the shape of a small baby.
The hands, feet, and facial features are all very vague, far from being formed.
Young Master Yongnian is only awake for a short time and will soon fall into a deep sleep again. When he wakes up next time, he may have achieved the Nascent Soul realm.
Of course, it is also possible that he will sleep in this state forever.
Condensing the Nascent Soul has always been a life-and-death disaster, and only a small half of a hundred people can succeed.
Most of them fell into eternal silence in the process of turning from cocoons into butterflies.
Some people died, but not completely...
