Quickly Transmigrate: I am the Heroine in a Bloody and Abusive Story

The ink fell on the paper and had not yet dried. Lin Yi threw down his pen and went to look for Ni Fang.

"I have finished writing my sword moves."

Ni Fang turned around when he heard the voice and saw a smiling face.

In a trance, Ni Fang seemed to see the young man standing at the first step of the ladder to immortality, smiling and asking her why she hadn't caught up yet.

"I'll play it again, and you can see what parts are not good enough."

"it is good."

Ni Fang found a smooth stone to sit on and concentrated on watching Lin Yi dance with the sword.

Different from the monstrous sword intent pointed at the sky that was released before, the sword intent revealed this time was very moderate and peaceful, like a small but endless stream.

Lin Yi put away his sword, turned around and asked, "What do you think?"

"Very good. I think it is a sword technique designed specifically for the five spiritual roots. The sword moves are not difficult to learn, and the sword intent is also very moderate and peaceful. It is suitable for people who have just entered the immortal gate to learn."

"You are right. My sword technique is specially designed for cultivators with multiple spiritual roots. The more spiritual roots one has, the more powerful it can be. As for its name, I haven't thought of it yet. Do you have any suggestions?"

"The Yonghe sword technique is derived from the meaning of being moderate and peaceful. What do you think?"

Ni Fang felt that this sword technique did not need a resounding name, such as Jiuxiao, Zhufeng, Hanxu, etc. The more ordinary it was, the more it fit the true meaning of this sword technique.

Lin Yi nodded, and turned to look at the mist rising in the distance. "The Yonghe sword technique is indeed the most similar to its sword intent. But I just suddenly came up with another name. I want to call it a sword technique. I hope that every practitioner can have a ravine in his heart and a world of his own."

A world.

One side of the sword.

One side.

Ni Fang patted the dust off his body and stood up. "Your swordsmanship is not bad. If your swordsmanship can be passed down, people who practice this swordsmanship thousands of years later will also remember the two of us."

Even for a cultivator, his life span will end one day, but the things he passed down to the world will never disappear.

Lin Yi's cheeks turned slightly red. Afraid that Ni Fang would see it, he deliberately tilted his face and raised his head and said, "I'm talking about one side of the world. It has nothing to do with our names."

“Okay, okay,” Ni Fang gave Lin Yi enough face and did not continue to expose his little thoughts. “Remember to copy a few more copies. I will sell them to Yun Tianming and make a lot of money from him. I will sell the rest to other sects, but I can’t sell them exclusively to him. I’m going to practice first, come on!”

Lin Yi watched Ni Fang leave, and the smile on his face became even wider. Being friends with Ni Fang was really a happy thing, and if possible, he really wanted to be her good friend for life.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and in the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

"Brother Ni, Brother Lin."

Ni Fang and Lin Yi put away their swords and turned to look at He Tong.

"Brother Ni, the Grand Elder sent me to bring you a message. Sect Leader Yun wants to see you and is waiting in the thatched cottage. The Grand Elder said that if you don't want to see Sect Leader Yun, he will help you get out."

"Master Yun only saw me?"

"Yes."

He Tong lowered his head and said.

Ni Fang could probably guess why Yun Tianming didn't want to see Lin Yi. It was simply because he, as a master, had done something wrong to his apprentice and felt ashamed and unwilling to face it.

But things will not change because of one person's escape, and troubles will not be solved by escape.

Ni Fang looked at Lin Yi and said, "You should have something to ask him, right? It seems better for you to talk to him face to face instead of me being the middleman."

Lin Yi nodded, "That's right. Please ask He Tong to tell Yun Tianming that my disciple Lin Yi wants to see Master. I wonder if Master will agree."

Hetong nodded and agreed.

……

The thatched cottage was the same as before, but the person sitting in the middle had changed from Yun Xiaoyao to Yun Tianming.

Lin Yi walked into the house with his head held high and bowed, "Disciple Lin Yi greets Master."

There was a chess game on the table, clearly divided into black and white. The black dragon had already become a powerful force, while the white chess pieces were like several small fish stranded on the shore, struggling to death.

Lin Yi only took a glance and then skipped the chessboard, picking up the teapot and teacup on the table and pouring a cup of tea for each of them. Yun Tianming was a little different from the image in his memory, and seemed to have aged a lot.

"Yier, do you know everything about the breakup?"

"Ni Fang told me that you fed me the Broken Love Powder because you were worried that I was too obsessed with one person and couldn't practice the ruthless way."

Lin Yi's tone was calm, without a single ripple.

Yun Tianming was speechless. He had thought that Lin Yi would question him at the top of his voice. After all, in his impression, Lin Yi had always been a child whose emotions were clearly visible on his face.

"You don't hate me?" Yun Tianming asked.

"I had no expectations of you in the first place, so naturally I won't hate you."

Lin Yi drank the cold tea in the teacup in one gulp.

He didn't say this in anger. Ever since Ni Fang told him about the Duan Qing San, he had doubted the authenticity of the drug and whether he had ever liked Ni Fang. The only thing he had not doubted was Yun Tianming's act of giving him the drug.

In his opinion, nothing Yun Tianming did to him was strange.

He had never felt a sense of belonging in Yunzhong Peak.

Everyone said that he was Yun Tianming's most valued disciple after Luo Haisheng, but only he knew that Yun Tianming's care and love for him were like flowers in the fog and the moon in the water, and there was no reality at all.

Before he learned how to use spiritual energy to protect his body, he didn't even remember that he would feel cold in winter.

Sometimes he even felt that Yun Tianming was seeing another person through him.

"Master, the reason why Fu Hongling gave me the magic power is also related to you, right?"

"Yes, she wanted to attack you because she hated me, so that we would all be ruined. She hated me and she also hated the ruthless way. This time she wanted to take you back to the Demon Realm, and she also wanted to see you go astray with her own eyes, and tell all the cultivators in the world that Liuyun Sect had a master's disciple who went astray. The only thing that puzzles me is why the magic skills she gave you are so powerful that even the master can't break it."

Lin Yi finally understood the whole story, the cycle of cause and effect. If he had not developed an inner demon when he was building his foundation, Yun Tianming would not have thought of the Duanqing Powder. If there was no Duanqing Powder, he would not have practiced Yun Zhongming's ruthless way, and would not have been targeted by Fu Hongling because of this.

But for him, this was not something that could be easily dismissed as an unprovoked disaster.

"Master, do you have anything else to tell me this time?"

Yun Tianming nodded. He originally didn't want to tell Lin Yi what was going to happen, but Ni Fang not only did not agree to his request, but instead sent Lin Yi over.

He had no choice but to tell Lin Yi cruelly.

Yun Tianming sighed and said in a leisurely voice, "From tomorrow on, you will no longer be a member of my Liuyun Sect, nor my disciple. After you go down the mountain, good and bad things will come together, and it may not be a dead end."

Lin Yi lowered his head and couldn't help but sneer. Behind the four words "good and bad are interdependent" lie another four words - wish you good luck.