"How is it possible?" Listening to Yang Zheng's words, Nie Bingbing took a breath of cold air and said, "How can it be that there are only two days, and the spiritual power can be improved by one order in two days!?"

Looking at Nie Bingbing's surprised appearance, Yang Zheng had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "This is also what I want to ask you, why did it take not long for him to improve within two days after entering the realm of Soul Control Master, what is so strange about this imaginary cultivation room invented by the Sichuan people?"

"I'm ...... inside" Nie Bingbing was distressed for a while, and he had to slowly say everything in the imaginary cultivation room, including the various battle situations in the imaginary, and so on.

"In other words, in the imaginary cultivation room, you have fought against all kinds of different creatures a hundred times under the arrangement of the cultivation room, and the last battle is yourself, she will use some techniques that you don't know to defeat you, and then one at a time you begin to gradually become familiar with these techniques and slowly defeat her?"

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Lin Yuming's imaginary cultivation room, in Lin Yuming's imaginary dream.

In the middle of a forest, Lin Yuming was panting and holding the tree with one hand, holding the soul crystal staff on the ground with the other, in front of him was a strange creature, with an ugly appearance, dark green skin, huge eyes, a collapsed nose, hairy ears full of fine hair, and a four-petaled mouth.

At this time, the left half of the body of this dark green dwarf creature was gradually turning into a gray point of light and slowly dissolving into the air, this was Lin Yuming's defeat of the creature with the imaginary cultivation arrangement again, in modern times, Lin Yuming had never heard of what this dark green ugly creature was, maybe it was a strange species in the Chuanya period.

What Lin Yuming didn't know was that this was his ninety-ninth battle, and he had already challenged for two days and two nights in this imaginary cultivation room, but these two days and two nights had passed so long, the time in the imaginary cultivation had slowed down dozens of times compared to the time in reality, and in the outer day, if Lin Yuming hadn't needed to recover his spiritual power in the outside world, the time he had existed in the imaginary cultivation might have exceeded more than a hundred days.

The darkness was accompanied by a slight feeling of vertigo, such a vertigo had appeared hundreds of times, Lin Yuming's consciousness returned to the outside world again, and there was no need to think about anything else, he closed his eyes and meditated at the right time, and began to recover his spiritual power, and when his state returned to the peak, he once again urged his spiritual power to enter the imaginary cultivation.

Although Lin Yuming didn't know how many opponents he had defeated, he had a hunch in his heart that this trip of hypothetical cultivation should be about to end, and he couldn't tell where this premonition came from, as if a voice was reminding him in the dark.

Another feeling of dizziness accompanied the darkness to pass, and the environment that appeared in front of Lin Yuming's eyes this time did seem so peculiar.

This is an extremely spacious space, surrounded by a vast white, without any color embellishment, at a glance except for white, just white, you can't see how high the sky, how wide the ground is, as if infinitely derived, vast.

Lin Yuming looked around suspiciously, he didn't know what kind of place this was, and he didn't know what kind of opponent he was going to face this time, but just as he was puzzled, a figure that gradually emerged in front of him also solved most of his doubts.

It was a young man in a gray-brown uniform, with black hair and black eyes, a delicate and slightly emaciated face, holding a gray spirit staff in his left hand, and a stainless steel short sword in his right hand, the young man slowly opened and closed his eyes, his eyes gradually changed from confused to radiant, and he turned his head to look at Lin Yuming.

"This ...... I see. Lin Yuming looked at the familiar figure in front of him, a trace of uncertainty flashed in his eyes at first, and after gradually seeing it clearly, he suddenly understood who the young man in front of him was, understood who the imaginary cultivation opponent was this time, and gradually determined that the premonition in his heart, if the guess was good, this should be the last level of imaginary cultivation.

Fight with yourself!

Yes, the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him was Lin Yuming himself, and the slightly illusory figure did not seem so real, but the demeanor between raising his hands and feet was not half different from Lin Yuming, Lin Yuming, who was familiar with his usual habits, recognized himself instantly, and the weapon in the young man's hand was also so familiar.

The thoughts of the moment are broken by "yourself" in the next moment.

Lin Yuming's illusion was confused at first, and the moment he saw Lin Yuming, he launched an attack posture in the next moment, and his mouth instantly began to chant spells, and Lin Yuming, who was familiar with himself, instantly recognized that it was the only small illusion he could cast, the illusion.

A hint of surprise flashed on Lin Yuming's face, how did this illusion created by imaginary cultivation learn this illusion? You must know that the illusion is an illusion recorded in the general outline of spiritual illusion, and ordinary illusionists cannot learn it, could it be that there were illusionists who learned this illusion during the Chuanya period? At that time, there was not even the profession of a spirit master......

The astonishment only lasted for a moment, and Lin Yuming understood the principle of this illusion in front of him, this should be the illusion created by the imaginary cultivation room through the thoughts in his mind, all the abilities were created based on himself, and the illusion in front of him even had some of his own habitual movements, compared to these, what was the illusion of dazzling?

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yuming saw that his illusion spell was about to fall, and in a hurry, he couldn't care too much, so he instantly took out the stainless steel short sword from the storage bracelet, threw it out, and wanted to interrupt the illusion spell.

The illusion was not necessarily in a hurry, the corners of his mouth raised a slightly sarcastic smile, the incantation continued, his right hand also threw it, and at the same time he took a step, the soul crystal staff on his left finger had begun to wave, and the gray light condensed on the soul crystal crystal crystal stone at the top of the staff.

Ding――

The two steel daggers collided in the air and fell towards the ground, and at the same time, the spell in the illusion's mouth had fallen suddenly, and the phantom dazzle was cast with the swing of the soul crystal staff.

Lin Yuming once saw such a paragraph in the general outline of the Spiritual Illusion, which was about teaching cultivators to gain an advantage and win in the battle between the phantom master and the phantom master, although it was some conventional combat experience, generally as long as the spirit master with some combat experience could understand it, but it had great teaching significance for the fledgling spirit master.

Here's what the general outline of psyche says:

In the battle between the Phantom Master and the Phantom Master, the biggest factor that must be mastered in order to win is the rhythm. In the same realm, if you can master the first move, the probability of winning will be greatly increased. If you occupy a back hand, when the enemy casts a spell and wants to cast an illusion, the first thing that comes to mind is not to cast the illusion in the same way when you are behind, but to interrupt the opponent's spell casting in other ways to gain an advantage from the enemy.

At that time, when Lin Yuming saw this content, he had thought about the details, and imagined in his mind that he was fighting with another phantom master, how he should attack first, and how to launch a counterattack in the case of a second hand, but he couldn't think too deeply because he didn't have the understanding of combat.

However, in the previous moments of fighting with the illusion, Lin Yuming deeply realized the theory of the first hand and the second hand mentioned in the general outline of the illusion, and his initial loss of consciousness caused the illusion to obtain the situation of the first hand spell, because of the second hand, and deeply understood that the ability of the illusion master he had mastered could not interrupt him before the illusion spell was completed, so he threw the steel short sword to obstruct it, but he did not expect the illusion to also throw the steel short sword and knock his short sword open......

Thinking of this, Lin Yuming suddenly felt a sense of dizziness in his mind, his consciousness fell into a blur, his body paused, his eyes were dull, and the illusion of the formal illusion had an effect, and the next moment, the illusion picked up the stainless steel short sword that fell on the ground and threw it,

A tingling pain came, and immediately his consciousness fell into darkness completely, with vertigo, when Lin Yuming opened his eyes, the surrounding scene had once again changed into a gorgeous room full of brilliant gems, and the huge spiritual gem above his head was faintly flashing with silver light, Lin Yuming took a deep breath, and once again began to carefully recall the previous battle, and after a while, he continued to recover his spiritual power.

First hand, second hand, fighting with himself, Lin Yuming thought about his not how complicated abilities he had, trying to see how his illusion would use these abilities against himself, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt confused, facing himself, it seemed to have a strange and familiar feeling.

When his spiritual power was fully restored, Lin Yuming still hadn't come up with a suitable battle plan, no matter how he should deal with his illusion, or how his illusion would use to deal with him, not only did he not think it through, but he even had a feeling of being surrounded by himself.

With some distressed emotions, Lin Yuming used his spiritual power and once again entered the imaginary cultivation.

It was still a vast white space, without any embellishment of other things, and an illusion that was almost exactly the same as oneself gradually appeared in front of him, first confused, and then cast a spell without hesitation.

This time, Lin Yuming would not lag behind either, and his mouth was almost an illusion and he recited the incantation at the same time, however, the moment the incantation sounded, Lin Yuming's face became a little wonderful again.

What Lin Yuming wanted to cast was the illusion that he used to defeat himself last time, and then what the illusion wanted to cast was a mental impact that was much faster than the illusion spell, this was another gap between the first hand and the second hand, if he didn't break it, his illusion would definitely be interrupted by the mental impact, Lin Yuming was helpless, his right hand flicked, and threw the short sword in his hand again......

Ding――

The two stainless steel short swords collided again and fell on the surface, the sound of ping-pong clattering echoed in this white space, Lin Yuming had a complicated expression on his face, looking at the opposite illusion The spell on his mouth had quietly fallen, the soul crystal staff waved, and the spiritual impact was cast.

I seem to have seen through myself......

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