"What did you say?!"

Xu Yichen couldn't believe the words of the old man in front of him:

"I just took advantage of the holiday to play a game at home, I didn't stay up late, and there was no problem with the physical examination, how could I die, I can understand that you want someone to help you fulfill your wishes, but you can't lie to me!"

The old man shook his head with a smile, and with a slight wave of his right hand, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake, and when these ripples returned to calm, the lake surface that was originally like a mirror surface. Suddenly, a picture appeared.

Xu Yichen took a closer look, and the person sitting motionless in front of the computer in the picture was his current self.

The old man waved his sleeves again, and the originally static picture suddenly began to work, only to hear a "bang!", and Xu Yichen's entire room shook violently.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Then there were a few loud bangs of the same kind, Xu Yichen's room shook even more violently, because of the violent shaking, Xu Yichen even fell to the ground with a chair, and coincidentally, the crumbling bookshelf on the side collapsed at this time, not only pressed Xu Yichen under the bookshelf, but the thick dictionary on the bookshelf smashed on Xu Yichen's head, causing him to faint on the spot.

The image on the surface of the lake stopped here, Xu Yichen looked at the second monk Zhang's head and was confused, he naturally heard clearly that those huge noises were the sound of explosives detonating, and what he didn't understand was why it appeared in the place where he lived.

The old man looked at Xu Yichen, who still looked incredulous, and said:

"Actually, you know the answer, this kind of molecule is called ** molecule in your world, I think you should be familiar with it!"

Xu Yichen nodded silently, he didn't expect to be so unlucky!

"So even if I find a way back, I'm still going to die?"

The old man nodded, then shook his head again, and said:

"Yes and no!"

"Don't play dumb riddles, knowing the news of your death, I think few people should be in a good mood!"

The old man smiled and said:

"I know, let me tell you this, if you find a way to go back, you will undoubtedly die if you go back like this, but there is no way for you to go back in the entire Spirit Weapon Continent. ”

"Even if I learn the ninth layer of the Vientiane Sword Technique, I can't do it?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"That's not it, but even if you go back, it's not as the original you, but as Xu Yichen here. ”

Xu Yichen nodded and said:

"So, can you help me get back and save my life?"

The old man nodded and spoke:

"Originally, an existence like me can't change the life and death of human beings in every world, that would mess up the balance, but if this person has great merit, it's different, as long as you can change this world and let the human race and the demon beasts no longer fight, then I can not only send you back to the original world, but also save your life. ”

"This is called equivalent exchange?"

"That's not right, life can't be measured, even if it's the same thing. ”

Xu Yichen was silent for a moment, and then said with relief:

"In this case, I think a fool would agree!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then spoke:

"I'm here to tell you this, so that you have some hope of struggle, and we won't see each other again if nothing happens. ”

Xu Yichen smiled bitterly:

"Is there anything else you can give me besides the Vientiane Sword Technique, you see it's very difficult to change the world's perception. ”

The old man smiled and said:

"Don't think I'll give you the artifact directly, but I do have something to give you here, and you'll know when you wake up. ”

The old man turned around, looked at the lake with twinkling stars, and said slowly:

"It's almost time, you should go back, or the girl who plays the piano will be in a hurry!"

"It's just a good night's sleep, why are you in a hurry?"

The old man smiled and said:

"Because, you've been sleeping for five days!"

As soon as the words fell, the lake in front of Xu Yichen's eyes began to blur, and the figure of the old man also became illusory, he suddenly thought of something, and wanted to ask the old man, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't make any sound.

He hadn't even asked who the old man was!

After Xu Yichen's figure disappeared, a young man came behind the old man and said very respectfully:

"Master, what you just said about the authorities is a fan, and the bystanders are clear about this, and the students don't agree with this very much. ”

The old man let out an "um" and motioned for him to continue, and the young man said:

"Because, once a bystander is in the game, then he is no longer a bystander!"

When the old man heard this, he let out a faint "um", how could he not know this truth, what he is doing now is just to rush to the doctor, after all, there is not much time left for him and Xu Yichen.

Just when Xu Yichen was asleep, everyone except Lin Shanyue had already come to the meeting hall of Tianyan Pavilion.

Feng Qili of Shengde Academy brought his protégé Lin Ziyu to Tianyan Pavilion on the morning of the next day, while Rong Yuejiao of Miaoyin Fang was later than Feng Qili, and arrived at Tianyan Pavilion until almost noon.

At this time, it was already the afternoon of the second day, and everyone gathered in the conference hall to wait for Lin Shanyue's arrival.

Since there were no junior disciples in the council hall, and they had known each other for a long time and were very familiar with each other, it was not as reserved as in front of the disciples.

Wen Hu yawned at this time and said:

"Senior Sister Ziyun has arrived, it stands to reason that Senior Brother Lin should have arrived too, why hasn't he come for so long?"

"Indeed, Senior Sister Ziyun, do you know why Senior Brother Lin is so slower than you?"

The person who spoke was an old man with a Confucian demeanor, and he was the only one present who could call Lin Shanyue's junior disciple, and he was the dean of Shengde Academy, Feng Qili.

Zi Yun shook his head, and just as he wanted to say something, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the council hall, and he was dressed in a black background and silver as a modified robe, with white hair and white beard, swaying and walking slowly.

His breath was very disordered, his steps were a little vain, and the robes on his body even had a few obvious tears.

Feng Qili and Ziyun recognized the person at a glance, and this person was none other than the dean of Xiaoyao Academy, Lin Shanyue.

Feng Qili and Ziyun came to Lin Shanyue's side at the same time, and supported Lin Shanyue one left and one right, with an extremely solemn look on their faces, for no other reason, Lin Shanyue, this strong man with the eighth-layer cultivation of the Holy Realm, was actually seriously injured at this time.

The atmosphere in the council chamber instantly became tense!