[Quick Transmigration] Sick and delicate, don't beat me!

When Luo Xuan came back to his senses, he looked at the familiar place in front of him, and his eyebrows tightened imperceptibly.

It was agreed to go around and look for his old Gong, why did he come back here without knowing it?

This is already the fourth time in the past ten days.

Forcing himself to wander around for more than ten days, he returned here four times like a wandering spirit. Could it be that his obsession with Yin Luo's whereabouts has outweighed his desire to find his old Gong?

...

When Yin Luo woke up from the trance, she was startled.

I don't know the time in the samadhi, but when I wake up, the time consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly becomes clear, and 200 years have passed! !

200 years!

Outside, I don't know what Master should be anxious about!

With a slight movement of his body, a power capable of destroying heaven and earth radiated out along with his steps. Even if he didn't deliberately release the coercion around him, it was no different from the distraction period in the previous life.

The greenness on his face has long since disappeared unconsciously, the mature and handsome appearance seems to have returned to the previous life again, but the temperament seems to be different from the previous life.

Yin Luo raised his hand to form a bloody sword out of thin air, trying to split open the closed palace door, and hurried out to see the master.

Although cultivation has no time, but 200 years!

His master must be very anxious.

But what Yin Luo never expected was that the power of his distraction fell down, and the gate of this ancient temple remained motionless.

Yin Luo's heart skipped a beat.

No way, he accidentally cultivated the way of breaking the sky, but he was trapped by this mysterious ancient palace! ?

He clenched his hands silently, and he slashed with his sword again without any explanation, and his breath became unsteady because of his anxiety.

The gate of the palace remained untouched.

Yin Luo's eyes couldn't help but climb up a layer of angry red, secretly circulated all the strength in his body, gathered a sword again, and pointed it at the gate of the palace.

If he was trapped here and couldn't get out, and couldn't see his master, then what was the use of his practice of breaking the heavens!

He was happy at the first moment. After all, breaking the way of heaven, as the name suggests, breaks the barriers and is not bound by the sky. If his master really came through time travel as Qingluan said, then he will have an extra layer of peace of mind .

For example, one day his master suddenly wears it back, or wants to wear it back. If he can have a way to break through the barriers, wouldn't he be able to come and go together?

But now, he couldn't even get out of the gate of this ancient temple! ?

When Yin Luo was on the verge of going berserk, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the void in the hall, "Yin Luo."

Yin Luo paused, eyes full of vigilance, "... who?"

The voice said quickly, "I am the spirit of the ancient palace, and I will protect the Heaven-breaking Taoism forever. You have to enter the ancient palace and inherit the Heaven-breaking Tao. This is a great opportunity."

Yin Luo raised his eyes, ignoring its nagging, and said directly, "Since you are a spirit of the ancient palace, then let me out quickly."

Dian Ling said, "The ancient temple is left by the ancient great power. A mechanism has already been set up. Even if I become a spirit, I can't control it."

Yin Luo frowned, "What mechanism?"

Dian Ling said, "The soul above the tribulation stage can enter, and the cultivation level above the tribulation stage can exit. Other than that, there is no way out."

The temple spirit thought that it would never meet anyone who could step in.

After all, this ancient temple is in the secret territory of the new moon, which can only be entered and exited during the foundation establishment period, but it must be entered by the soul of the tribulation period, which is inherently contradictory.

Who knows, this person in front of him actually has a soul above the tribulation stage and a cultivation base at the foundation stage! ?

This ancient temple simply exists for him.

Although Dian Ling was curious as to why such a person really existed, he would not ask the reason too much.

"The Tribulation Period..."

Could it be that he must be allowed to practice in it until the tribulation stage! ?

The further he cultivates, the more difficult it is to break through, not to mention that he cultivated the Heaven Breaking Dao combined with Yuan Devouring Kung Fu, both of which are against the sky, so breaking through is naturally even more difficult!

Even if he has previous life experience and high comprehension, it probably won't take hundreds of years from the stage of distraction to the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

The smoothest, it is estimated that it will take 200 years!

He has been separated from Master for 200 years without even saying hello, so it is possible that he will have to endure another 200 years!

Maybe his master thought he was dead long ago!

Yes, the more Yin Luo thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

The secret realm outside must have been closed 200 years ago. His master must have thought he was dead if he couldn't see him.

The apprentice who has been raised for seven years but died for 200 years, the master... Maybe he doesn't even remember that he existed.

Yin Luo's masochistic thoughts grew wildly in his heart, and for a moment he felt as if his whole heart was being strangled invisible, and his breathing was painful.

"No!"

Yin Luo's eyes were bloodshot, and when he looked up again, his whole body was a little crazy, "You let me go out to see the master! Let alone one or two hundred years, I don't even want to wait for one or two years! You must have a way, otherwise , I will go out even if I try my best to smash this ancient temple to pieces!"

The temple spirit was startled by his appearance of going crazy, quickly reacted, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I forgot to tell you that the ancient temple is extraordinary, and it is the treasure of ancient retreat and cultivation. The hundred years inside the temple, only the outside world One year!"

In ancient times, how many people wanted to find this ancient temple and come in to practice!

Just imagine, once in and out, the outside world sometimes lasts for a year, but the cultivation level of the practitioner has increased over a hundred years. That is something that everyone can only dream of.

Yin Luo was startled, but there was still some hesitation on his face, "Is this true?"

"Nature is true."

Dian Ling said, "So, for the immediate matter, it is best for you to break through the tribulation period as soon as possible."

...

Luo Xuan didn't know how many times he returned to the exit of the secret realm, but there was no trace of the secret realm here.

Three years later, after the mouth of the secret realm disappeared, the secret realm never appeared again.

"...Is he really dead?"

In the cold wind, he let out a low murmur.

It's been almost three years, and Luo Xuan can't count how many times he has gone around and stood here again, and he doesn't know what he is still looking forward to in his heart.

Everyone in the sect knew that he, Mo Lian, took in an apprentice ten years ago, and the apprentice died in the secret realm three years ago and never came out.

The whole sect would mention it from time to time, Master Mo Lian, who used to look so indifferent and noble, but because of the death of a disciple, he was unwilling to accept the truth and became anxious all day long.

Even the head of the sect, Qing Yu, advised him several times that life and death in the cultivation world are so unpredictable, it is better to accept another apprentice, maybe the mood will improve slowly, if it is not possible, simply accept a few more. Yin Luo can be forgotten in the excitement.

"Master Mo Lian, you are indeed here."

Luo Xuan turned his head when he heard the sound, but saw Qingluan coming, followed by a young monk from their Wanfa Sect.

In the past two or three years, although Luo Xuan couldn't let go of Yin Luo's affairs, it was not that he was ignorant of the surrounding affairs.

Of course, I also know that Qingluan became a Taoist couple with Wan Fazong, a young talent, last year.

He was surprised by the huge difference between Qingluan and the plot, and when he thought of his apprentice whose whereabouts were still unknown, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Even Qingluan, the "heroine" who was obsessed with Yin Luo in the original plot, has a Taoist partner. It is estimated that in this world, in a few years, I will really be the only one who still remembers Yin Luo in my heart.

The protagonist, he was the protagonist!

How could he die quietly without any sense of existence!

If this is the case, and he is not as good as in his previous life, then was it right or wrong for me to save him back then?

Or was it because of his own change that he died?

Qingluan and the young man bowed their hands together to salute him, and the young man said, "Master Mo Lian, the sect knows that the two of us are the only ones who can talk to you these two years, so the sect leader sent me two Come, please go back to the sect."

Luo Xuan forcibly restrained his emotions, "Is there anything wrong with the sect?"

The meaning is obvious, don't bother him if there is nothing else.

Seeing his appearance, Qingluan couldn't help sighing inwardly. Back then, seeing Yin Luo's appearance, she only thought that Yin Luo had unilaterally moved his mind on Mo Lian.

But looking at it now, with Mo Lian Shangzun's unacceptable appearance, how could Yin Luo be as simple as an ordinary apprentice to him?

Venerable Mo Lian may not have no affection for Yin Luo other than master and apprentice, but he still doesn't realize how much he cares about Yin Luo.

Although Qingluan had a guess, she didn't intend to point it out.

It's fine if Yin Luo is doing well, of course he will assist.

But Yin Luo might be dead now, if he talked too much and let Mo Lian realize his feelings, wouldn't it be more painful for him.

"Returning to Mo Lian, the sect's ten-year competition is about to begin. After all, you are the elder with the highest cultivation level, so the sect head sent a junior to invite you back."

The youth spoke truthfully.

Luo Xuan was startled, "...has it been ten years?"

Yeah, it's been ten years.

The war contract that Yin Luo made back then is still there, but Yin Luo is gone.

Luo Xuan felt bitter in his heart, and forced himself to calm down for a while, then calmed down, and said to Qingluan and the young man, "You two return to the sect first, and the deity will return later."

The two naturally responded, "Yes, Master Mo Lian, this junior will take his leave first."

The two came and went in a hurry, and soon, there was only a wilderness and a lonely figure in white.

Luo Xuanlue's back was a bit thin, standing there silently, looking deeply at the place where the entrance of the secret realm used to be, with an indescribable loneliness and sadness, as if he had been abandoned by the world.

In the oppressive silence, Luo Xuan suddenly lost all support, and a cry broke out as if he had suppressed it for too long, "Yin Luo! Get out of here, old man!! Damn it, your war agreement is still standing there!" Now, if you don’t come out, you want Wang Shui’s generation to smash the face of my master! Get out of here!”

...

Yin Luo opened his eyes suddenly, "Master!?"

These 100 years are not the 200 years of being in samadhi without realizing it.

Just because he was sober, the longing seemed to have been carved into the bone marrow, flowing into every part of the blood, bringing pain and suffering to every part of his body, making Yin Luo suffer.

There were even so many moments that hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, and he saw his master holding a bowl of braised pork made by himself, smiling and looking at him.

I don't know how many times I have heard hallucinations.

Regardless of whether it was hallucinations or auditory hallucinations, every time he woke up, his longing would be more intense, as if trying to tear him apart, tugging at his painful heart, and driving him almost crazy.

But this time, inexplicably, Yin Luo felt that the auditory hallucinations this time were more real than ever before.

It was as if he had crossed a barrier and actually yelled out from the mouth of the master and then heard it in his own ears.

Yin Luo gritted her teeth, Master, wait for me, it will be soon, soon!

Just one last step away, Tuer will see you!