"Thank you, Le Zhenren!" Lin Yifan came back to his senses and arched his hand towards Le Zhenren gratefully.

"Is there anything else you need me to help with?" said Le Zhenren.

Lin Yifan thought about it, and immediately hit the snake with the stick, and brought up the old matter again: "Le Zhenren, can you help me to give a dream to my parents, just bring a word, let them hurry up and have a second child, and say that I will fight for the opportunity to reincarnate." This matter is over, I have no worries when I enter the hell illusion realm, please!"

Lin Yifan knows that if his parents hear his words, it will not just be regarded as a dream, and it is very likely that he will have another child. In this way, you can go to cultivation and pass the level with confidence. Even if you can't get through the hellish illusion in the end, and your soul dissipates, it doesn't matter. Parents already have new children and life goals, they will naturally cheer up and start a new life, and they will have no regrets.

Le Zhenren frowned, but he didn't immediately refuse like last time, he touched his chin and thought about it, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange again: "It's the second time you've said about dreams, to be honest, this request is too much." Last time, someone begged me like this, and I didn't say yes until he knelt down and begged me......"

Lin Yifan saw that Le Zhenren's tone was loosened, his heart moved, he knelt down suddenly, kowtowed three times in a row, and said loudly: "Please also ask Le Zhenren to fulfill!"

The boy had gold under his knees. In this short life, Lin Yifan has never knelt down to anyone, not even his parents. But at this moment, he pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, knelt without hesitation, and knelt willingly.

The farthest distance in the world is not the joke of "I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you", but Yin and Yang are forever separated, and the soul is separated by I don't know how many planets, and even seeing each other in a dream is a luxury.

Le Zhenren looked at Lin Yifan, who was kneeling, smiled, and suddenly said something strange: "If you want to knock, knock nine!"

Lin Yifan was slightly stunned, then rejoiced in his heart, and kowtowed six times again.

"This kid is really good. Lao Le, thinking of his filial piety, you can do him a favor, no one knows what I don't say. Although there is some price to be paid for dreaming, it is worth it. The black-robed thin man on the side seemed to be unable to see it, and suddenly interjected.

Le Zhenren looked down at Lin Yifan, his eyes were a little complicated, as if he was recalling something. It took him a long time before he raised his hand and lifted Lin Yifan up: "Okay, get up." You have proved that you are worth cultivating with your efforts, then I will make an exception and do this for you. ”

Lin Yifan was overjoyed in his heart, bowed deeply to Le Zhenren to express his gratitude, and then bowed to the black-robed thin man: "Thank you, Bitter Sage." ”

From the memory of Le Zhenren's thoughts, Lin Yifan learned that this black-robed thin man was a martial saint who had cultivated to the realm of enlightenment, a colleague of Le Zhenren, and a close friend of Le Zhenren, who had taken care of the earthlings in the past.

Even the Soul Heart Fruit that he had just eaten was found by the Bitter Saint after a lot of hardships from the Netherworld.

The bitter sage nodded: "Since Le Zhenren has agreed, he will do it." Don't think about it, just eat the Soul Heart Fruit and hurry up and cultivate hard. ”

Lin Yifan nodded, then closed his eyes, calmed down, and immersed his mind in the physical changes brought about by the Soul Heart Fruit.

The bitter saint took Le Zhenren by the hand and quietly turned to leave.

"Lao Le, you're a little weird today. I can understand that you are helping to support the dream, but the Soul Heart Fruit is a treasure that can improve the thought level below the ground level, and it only bears fruit once in five hundred years, and it took me a lot of effort to find it from the depths of the Netherworld. ”

After walking out for a while, the bitter saint shook his head and said, "Although this kid has a firm heart and attaches great importance to love and righteousness, after all, he is an ordinary person who doesn't even have a thought level, and he has never cultivated before, so it is very likely that his soul will collapse in the Great Illusion Realm, and then he will be violent and destroy the heavens." Even if you want to give apprentices, you also give them to those apprentices who can get out of the Great Illusion Realm, and now you don't have a word, are you willing to give this kid now?"

"What's so reluctant? It's all something outside of the body. Lin Yifan's ability to bear my thoughts shows that his soul is still strong and tenacious, and he is a material that can be made. That's why I gave him the Soul Heart Fruit and helped him. If he could take this opportunity to raise the thought level to the lower level of the human level, maybe he might really be able to pass the hell test. He is my fellow earthman, so I will give him a creation to help him. ”

Le Zhenren looked back at Lin Yifan, smiled and teased, "Anyway, this fruit was also won from you, so I will take it as a flower to offer Buddha...... I happen to have a jar of good wine there, so let's go, and I would like you to have a few glasses as a token of gratitude. ”

"Okay, let's drink!" The bitter saint was silent for a long time and sighed, "Alas, I still can't figure out how I lost, he hasn't cultivated, how can he withstand the trial of the Little Illusion?"

"Cultivation is not necessarily about retreat and sitting, practicing and fighting! There is also a saying on the earth that true cultivation is to refine the mind in the red dust!"

"What do you mean? If we can refine our hearts after going through the red dust, what are we still cultivating hard, just go to reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes!"

"It's all said that you don't understand us earthlings. ”

A moment later, the figures of the two appeared in a pavilion on the top of a mountain, and a waiter in Tsing Yi quickly brought over a jar of wine and set up a set of Go.

Le Zhenren picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile: "This is a wine that is good for soul cultivation, come, do it!"

"That kid is still there, and I don't know how long he will be cultivating. The bitter saint looked at Lin Yifan's figure from afar while drinking.

"It's not good to say, maybe a day or two, maybe a year or two. Among the thoughts I lent him, there was that set of spiritual cultivation techniques, as well as some basic mental power techniques and alchemy techniques, let's see how good his comprehension is. If he has a strong understanding, he may be able to absorb more of the Soul Heart Fruit. However, it was already difficult to get started with that set of spirit cultivation techniques, and I didn't dare to have much hope. Le Zhenren tilted his head, and in a blink of an eye, another glass of wine went down.

"One or two years? Are you going to let him cultivate for a year or two before going through the level? This is what you earthlings say about pulling seedlings to help grow, right?" The bitter sage's face became even more ugly.

"I can only help this far, and any more will be more powerful. Come, drink. Le Zhenren said with a smile, "Do you want to bet on another game?" Well, just bet on whether this Lin Yifan can pass the test of this great illusion, and I bet that he can clear the customs. ”

"It used to be a sure thing that didn't work, but now it's not necessarily possible. You give treasures and pass on the exercises, I don't want to take any risks. The bitter saint shook his head again and again in refusal.

"Then I'll change it, I bet he won't be able to clear the customs. Le Zhenren looked very gambling, and proposed, "You can pass the customs by betting on him." ”

"Don't gamble, there are too many variables. I really don't understand you earthlings now, how can I say it, weird ......" The bitter saint still shook his head, "I've been unlucky lately, and I've lost two games in a row, so it seems that it's not appropriate to gamble anymore." ”

"Hey, bitter brother, you and I have been in this underworld for hundreds of years, maybe we will have to spend our whole lives here, it's really boring! Le Zhenren smiled bitterly.

"Have you taken a fancy to any of my treasures again? Fuck off!" The bitter saint's eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves vigilantly, and then shook his head, "I said, don't bet today, resolutely don't bet!"

"Okay, then we'll bet tomorrow!" Le Zhenren laughed.

The bitter saint rolled his eyes, but he didn't say no.