The idea is very beautiful, but if the premise of sitting in the big library is to stay in Xuanjing Lantai forever, Lingjun is naturally unwilling.

No matter how many secret methods of magic skills there are, if they are useless, what is the difference between them and waste paper?

What's more, Lingjun still has his body not recaptured, and the great revenge has not been avenged, so it is even more impossible to patiently stay in Xuanjing Lantai for tens of thousands of years.

She walked through all the palaces in Xuanjing Lantai, but she never found a way to leave, so she could only focus on those classics - maybe the way to leave was hidden in a book?

Lingjun began a difficult learning career.

On the other hand, others have had different experiences.

When the Trick Book Fantasy Realm collapsed, because of the close distance, Lin Yucheng and the four of them fell into the same crack, but when the surrounding environment stabilized, they found that they were still separated from the others.

Long Yingyun's expression changed slightly, before being swallowed by the crack, he was holding Xiao Su, but in a blink of an eye, Xiao Su was gone-she was still unconscious, would she encounter any danger?

He inevitably felt a lot of guilt in his heart, because Su Qinghuai's detachment coma had his "credit", and it was forced by the situation at that time, if something really happened to Xiao Su...... He couldn't forgive himself.

The sky was dark, and the surroundings were quiet, and there was an invisible killing intent floating in the air, Long Yingyun's divine sense swept around, but he failed to find the person who released the killing intent.

Although the killing intent was shallow, it was extremely pure, and it could easily pierce his protective qi, making him not only like a man's back, but even every movement would cause pain and discomfort.

"It's ...... Where is it?"

Although Long Yingyun's realm has fallen, his knowledge is still there, and he vaguely feels that these killing intents are mixed with sword qi, but they are not pure sword qi, which is extremely strange, and he can't help but wonder.

But there was a wilderness on all sides, and there was no living thing, only a distant sight, and in front of it was a tall tower, from which the light of a candle came out.

There was no other way, Long Yingyun could only choose to move towards the tower, secretly hoping that he and Xiao Su had actually just landed in different places in the wilderness, and when Xiao Su woke up, he would also move towards the tower.

However, what he didn't expect was that the distance between him and the tower didn't seem to be very far, in fact, it could even be regarded as far away from the mountains.

Every time Long Yingyun took a step in the direction of the tower, the killing intent floating in the air became heavier, at first it only made him a little painful, but after he took a hundred steps, the killing intent had already turned into substance, and every moment there were many killing intent brushing his body, almost piercing him into a sieve.

If it weren't for the Cangdi bloodline, he wouldn't have been able to hold on to this at all, and I'm afraid he would have passed out because of weakness.

But even with the Cangdi bloodline, he could only continue to walk another twenty steps at most—one hundred and twenty steps, which was negligible compared to the distance between him and the tower.

Long Yingyun realized that there must be a strong person or treasure in the tower, and if he could pass through this fantasy realm, he would definitely get a lot of money—but he didn't have enough strength, and he couldn't get the best treasure.

Do you want to continue? Fight for a doomed disappointment?

Or do you give up and look for an opportunity to enter other fantasy realms?

Long Yingyun stood in place and thought for a moment, and finally continued to move forward.

With every step, he had to suffer dozens of injuries and shed blood, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered - he now has no capricious capital.

After walking twenty steps, Long Yingyun only had to stay in place for a moment, and the bubbling blood would gather into a shallow pool of blood.

He took a deep look at the tower, which was still so far away, and turned to step out on his way.

The wind mixed with murderous intent blew through the wilderness, bringing with it a deep voice: "You gave up?"

Long Yingyun said lightly: "I gave up." ”

"Why?" the voice asked, "haven't you read the script, shouldn't you kill and not give up at this time, and then break through the limit and surpass yourself at the time of your near death, so that you can pocket the treasure?"

"You know it's a script. ”

The way back was much easier than when I came, and the wounds on my body gradually healed, and there was no joy or anger in Long Yingyun's tone, "The protagonists of the script will not die, but my life is not a script, and I only have one life, why should I gamble on such an almost impossible thing?"

"When people are faced with difficulties and pain, what they are best at is not to face them, but to find reasons to persuade them to give up. The voice seemed to be laughing, "Can you take a seat?"

"Yes. ”

"Don't you think there's something wrong with your thoughts? Everything is born and dies, and if you are obsessed with the world and refuse to die, you are lost and do not know how to return, but every cultivator is such a person, and they are all going against the sky......" The laughter disappeared, and only a thick mockery remained, "If you go against the sky, you have to do your best to have such a little hope, and you give up easily, what is it?"

Long Yingyun sighed, "But who let me be alone before I became a cultivator?"

It's a human being, and he can't escape greed for life and fear of death, which is not unspeakable, but the instinct of living beings, and he especially understands this truth after dying once.

Before there is something more worthy of his pursuit, life is his most cherished treasure, and he will not joke about it.

"But if you can't get rid of the love of life and the aversion to death, you will never be able to become a true practitioner. ”

"Maybe you should reflect on it," Long Yingyun has returned to the place where he first appeared, "It's that the reward you set is not big enough, and the challenge is too hopeless, so greed is not enough for me to risk my life." ”

What would be the sudden sound in such a hellish place?

"No, it's not. ”

This time, the voice was not so ethereal that people couldn't make it clear the direction, but it appeared accurately in front of it, and a soul that was almost indistinguishable from a real person quietly looked at Long Yingyun who was surprised, "I'm not the one who set the test, I'm just the one who entered this fantasy realm like you." ”

Long Yingyun was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, he guessed wrong......

However, since there are also people who appear in this fantasy world, is Xiao Su also there? She may really be left somewhere else!

"There's no one else here. The spirit chuckled, "You're the only living person, to be exact." ”

Long Yingyun didn't know for a moment whether to be surprised that this soul could actually hear his own heart, or guess what his purpose was.

"I can hear you, because this is barely my spiritual realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, Long Yingyun immediately sensed that the killing intent in the air became more and more intense, but this time they had a target—the target was the soul that was still smiling.

But the soul was indifferent, "What is my purpose...... It's pretty much the same as the guy in the tower. ”

"Do you choose one, me or him?"