"You said your name is Lin Yifan, and it was Le Zhenren who asked you to enter the Hell Great Illusion Realm three years ago to go through it?" Long Zhenren stared at Lin Yifan and asked in a deep voice.

Lin Yifan nodded.

"However, no one has ever stayed in the illusion for three years and then came out, what happened?" Long Zhenren stared at Lin Yifan deadly.

"I don't know. Lin Yifan shrugged his shoulders and vigilantly concealed the matter of reviewing the memories of reincarnation and comprehending the rudiments of the reincarnation realm.

"At the beginning, the information that Le Zhenren registered for you, your thoughts were not of any grade, but now it has been promoted to the middle grade of the human rank. If you stay in the illusion for three years, counting a hundredfold time acceleration, you are equivalent to staying for three hundred years. It took 300 years to be promoted to the middle grade of the human rank, which means that your qualifications are very poor. But since the qualifications are so poor, how can they last in it for three hundred years? What the hell is going on?" Long Zhenren felt that his brain was a little messy, and he couldn't justify himself.

Long Zhenren's point of view represents the logic of the vast majority of the prefecture staff, otherwise there would not be so many people laughing at Le Zhenren.

The sudden appearance of a person who everyone thought was going to die alive in front of everyone is really terrifying and incomprehensible.

Long Zhenren was very curious about Lin Yifan's experience, if it weren't for the fact that there were many people here, Long Zhenren would want to directly separate his thoughts and go to Lin Yifan's soul sea to check his memories and find out.

Lin Yifan also thought of this possibility, and hurriedly invoked seventy thoughts and set up a defensive formation in the sky of the Soul Sea to prevent other people's thoughts from invading.

The higher the level of thoughts, the greater the number of thoughts that can be derived. Generally speaking, the number of thoughts for cultivators with non-grade thoughts is less than fifty, the number of thoughts can reach 100 at the lower level, 300 thoughts at the middle level, 600 thoughts at the upper level, 1,000 thoughts at the top of the human level, and 2,000 thoughts at the lower level......

After Lin Yifan reached the lower level of the human rank, his thoughts were cultivated to a hundred. It's just that after he broke through to the middle grade of the human rank just now, he was teleported to the Dragon Gate Hall before he had time to cultivate his thoughts. Therefore, in his haste, he could only mobilize seventy thoughts to set up the formation, which was already the largest number of thoughts he could call on at the same time in the soul sea.

As for the remaining thirty thoughts, ten are the main thoughts and cannot be used for fighting, and the other twenty thoughts are used as backups.

Although most of the thoughts were invoked to set up the formation, compared to the sky of the Soul Sea, these thoughts were still too thin, and they could only be better than nothing to prevent the invasion of masters.

"It turns out that Lin Yifan is a person who has been reincarnated for a hundred generations, could it be that he has opened the memory of a hundred generations of reincarnation? As far as I know, this will delay a lot of time, and it is said that there have been people in history who have stayed in the illusion for an extra one or two hundred years because of this. The minotaur, nicknamed "Little Scalper", flipped through the record book and suddenly made a new discovery.

Long Zhenren's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Lin Yifan, are you like this?"

Lin Yifan's heart tightened, but a harmless smile appeared on his face, and he asked curiously: "I am the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Long Zhenren said unhappily, his eyes becoming sharp, and he looked like he was ready to use strong measures.

"Haha, stinky boy, I knew you weren't dead!"

At this moment, a small mountain-like body suddenly rushed over, accompanied by a cry full of surprise.

It is Le Zhenren.

Seeing that Le Zhenren was about to rush in front of Lin Yifan, he suddenly rose into the air, flipped two hollow somersaults in a row, and then staggered to his feet.

Long Zhenren pursed his lips, frowned and said, "When you are old, what kind of treasure are you playing, what is there to be arrogant?"

"Hey, I'm going to be arrogant, what's the matter?" Le Zhenren laughed three times proudly.

When Le Zhenren just got the news that Lin Yifan appeared in the Longmen Palace, the wine was still relatively strong, and after hearing the news, he immediately woke up with the wine, and hurriedly rushed to the Longmen Hall with the bitter saint.

Along the way, Le Zhenren suffered from gains and losses, and he was worried that his friends were joking with him, after all, in the past few years, people have often made such jokes with him.

It wasn't until he saw Lin Yifan with his own eyes that the big stone in Le Zhenren's heart really landed, and he got carried away, and he actually turned two somersaults on the ground.

A mage who cultivates the soul, it is not easy to turn over the hollow somersault, let alone a big fat man like him, fortunately, this is only a spirit body, so Le Zhenren finally barely completed these two actions.

"Happy!" Le Zhenren felt that he could barely vent the ecstasy in his heart.

A thousand days and nights of worry, three years of ridicule and depression brought about by countless people, this moment finally disappeared.

"Good boy, it's really good, it's a fight for us earthlings!" Le Zhenren looked at Lin Yifan carefully, and the more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, and the previous decadence was swept away.

This fat man, who has been down-and-out for three years, is radiant at this moment, as if he has suddenly become a hundred years younger.

"Le Zhenren, let's meet again!" Lin Yifan's eyes also lit up, looking at the masters of these two lives, he felt a little touched in his heart, and was about to explain something, but he was pulled by Le Zhenren's arm and dragged out of the Longmen Hall directly, obviously not wanting Long Zhenren to hear the conversation between them.

Long Zhenren wanted to come out, but was pulled away by Le Zhenren, and then the bitter saint stopped in front of him with an expressionless face and said, "Please don't disturb their master-apprentice reunion." ”

Long Zhenren rolled his eyes and stopped in disdain.

At such a close distance, the threat of a martial artist to a mage is deadly.

"Boy, what happened to you in the illusion?" After leaving the Dragon Gate Palace, Le Zhenren directly carried Lin Yifan and flew to the pavilion on a nearby mountain, and then cautiously asked.

"In the hell of loneliness, I re-experienced the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, and once again improved the quality of my thoughts, so that I was able to clear the level. Lin Yifan hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely.

"What? Your realm is so low, you dare to check the memories of your past life, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead!" Le Zhenren was shocked, and quickly flew out of an idea, wanting to enter Lin Yifan's soul sea to check the specific situation, but fell into the formation that Lin Yifan had just arranged.

"Yo ho, dare to trap me with a formation?" Le Zhenren couldn't laugh or cry.

After all, Le Zhenren was the archmage of the Soul Exchange Realm, and his thoughts easily got rid of the formation laid out by Lin Yifan, and then began to read Lin Yifan's memory. There was a flash of light and shadow in his eyes, and everything that happened when Lin Yifan entered the hell illusion realm was clear at a glance.

"You kid, you're too lucky, aren't you?" Le Zhenren was a little stunned.

Le Zhenren didn't expect that Lin Yifan really opened the seal in the lonely hell, accessed all the memories of the reincarnation of the hundred lifetimes, and actually comprehended the true meaning of the "True Self Seal", thus having an extremely rare rudimentary reincarnation realm.

This kind of field, Le Zhenren has only heard of it in historical legends, and in reality, no one seems to have it in Yuanpan Difu.

This is really bad luck.

Of course, behind luck is courage as a support. If Lin Yifan didn't even dare to open the "True Self Seal", it would be impossible to usher in this kind of change and opportunity.

However, Le Zhenren's joy is joy, and he also understands that this kind of realm is Lin Yifan's secret weapon, which cannot be leaked, especially not to let Long Zhenren's opponents know. So Le Zhenren decisively took his own thoughts as the core and laid an enchantment in Lin Yifan's soul sea to prevent other instructors from prying eyes.

"You guy, you actually stole so many thoughts!" Le Zhenren looked at the thoughts that Lin Yifan had collected, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

Lin Yifan was not affected by the complicated memories on these thoughts, which made Le Zhenren a little surprised, but what he was embarrassed about was how to deal with this matter.

These ownerless thoughts, which were originally public property, should have been collected by the forces of hell and sent to Lethe Road to re-enter the Heavenly Dao cycle. Some of them will be used as the salaries of the instructors, and the Le Zhen and the Bitter Saints will usually choose some of these thoughts as cultivation resources.

In this way, Lin Yifan is a thief, and he stole from the head of Le Zhenren and their instructor.

This kid is really ignorant and fearless.