Little friend, it's really insulting for you to destroy the books here like this!"

The old man said viciously.

"Ugh (~_~;)"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan was slightly stunned, and then said a little speechlessly: "Sir, this statement is really a bit forceful. ”

"But anyway, the books here have been destroyed, what is the old gentleman going to do?"

"Little friend, do you think you can destroy the book spirit here?"

At this time, the old man who listened to the teaching said in a gloomy tone.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan was slightly startled in his heart, and then his eyes glanced around.

The next moment, Lin Yifan was surprised to find that the child, who had been shattered into confetti by his means before, was actually slowly recovering.

"Powerful means, but, only in this way, you can't take me down. ”

As he spoke, he saw Lin Yifan's sword pointing again, and once again he waved a faint sword mark, towards several young children.

It's just that what surprised Lin Yifan was that just when his sword marks were about to hit these children, these children suddenly recited passages of words that they couldn't understand.

The next moment, along with the Chinese characters of Shu Lingkou, flew out, but it turned into a spiritual technique and bombarded towards Lin Yifan.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body turned into a series of afterimages, and he disappeared in place.

It's just that what Lin Yifan didn't expect was that before his body could stabilize, he felt that the scene in front of him was a flower, and a strange picture scroll was slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

The next moment, when the scene in front of Lin Yifan's eyes became clear again, he found that at this moment, he was suddenly standing on a lively street.

"Here?"

There was a doubt in his heart, but Lin Yifan was suddenly shocked to find that the dantian in his body was actually empty, and there was no trace of spiritual power.

"Illusion, I just don't know, what means are waiting for me here?"

Whisper.

It's just that what Lin Yifan didn't expect was that before his words fell, a small vendor who was originally quiet around him turned into a monster with a wolf's head and a human body, biting straight at his neck.

Although the cultivation is not there, Lin Yifan has cultivated several physical cultivation methods, and his instinctive reaction is not slow at all.

I saw that he casually picked up a bull-eared knife on the stall next to the vendor next to him, and inserted it into the wolf-headed monster's open bloody mouth.

"Pss

The knife fell in his hand, everything was done in one go, and the next moment, he heard the wolf-headed monster howl miserably, and the blood instantly stained Lin Yifan's body.

The sudden change made the pedestrians on the street panic and flee in a panic.

Standing in the midst of a crowd of panicked pedestrians, Lin Yifan held a bull's ear knife in his hand and looked around vigilantly to prevent accidents.

"Woo whoa, woo whoa, woo whoa......"

Suddenly, a cry came.

Lin Yifan turned his head to look, but it was a four or five-year-old child, sitting in the middle of the road crying with a dirty face.

"Are you separated from your family?"

With a whisper, Lin Yifan looked at the child, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

It's just that for the scene in front of him, Lin Yifan didn't mean to step forward to help, but just watched coldly like everyone else.

However, it seems to be to further test Lin Yifan's temperament.

At this moment, another low roar came, and among the fleeing crowd, another seemingly ordinary pedestrian changed.

This time, it has transformed into a tiger-headed monster, and the target of this tiger-headed monster is the crying boy who slumped in the middle of the road.

"Ahh

With a light sigh, Lin Yifan seemed to be unable to survive the hurdle in his heart, and as soon as his body moved, he rushed towards the tiger-headed monster that was killing the child.

Although these monsters seem to be vicious, Lin Yifan found that their strength is only one line stronger than ordinary people.

Even if Lin Yifan does not have an advantage in strength and speed, however, with his rich skills, it is not difficult for him to take down these monsters.

Under a few knives, the tiger head of the tiger-headed human monster was already cut off by Lin Yifan's hand.

Turning around, Lin Yifan looked at the immature child behind him and said with concern: "Child, are you okay?"

"Woo woo, uncle, I got separated from my mother, can you take me to my mother?"

The childish boy didn't seem to be afraid of Lin Yifan, and stretched out his hand to let Lin Yifan hold him to find his separated mother.

"Hehe, if it's a game, is this a trigger for the side plot?"

Smiling slightly, Lin Yifan held the ox ear sharp knife in his backhand, and hugged the child.

It's just that no one can see the strange coldness in the child's tearful eyes.

"Poof—"

However, it was at this time that the changes reappeared.

I saw a pillar of blood rising into the sky, instantly leaving a pool of blood under Lin Yifan's body.

The childish boy looked at Lin Yifan, who was still smiling, with a stunned expression, and then looked down at the bull-eared sharp knife inserted in his chest, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Weird?"

At this time, I only heard Lin Yifan smile and look at the child opposite.

"When did you find out that I had a problem?"

I saw that the child's eyes became blood-red, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"Ahh

With a helpless sigh in his mouth, Lin Yifan shook his head and said, "I originally thought that you would be able to give me some surprises in the end, but I didn't expect that in the end, you would just be so boring!"

didn't mean to explain for the other party, I saw Lin Yifan stand up, and then stomped on the child's body fiercely.

At the same time, I saw Lin Yifan's eyes flickering bloodshot and whispering at everything in the field: "Here, it's time to end!"

As soon as Lin Yifan's voice fell, he saw that the pictures in the field were shattered.

Soon, the picture in front of him was restored again, Lin Yifan looked at everything in front of him with a smile, but found that he had returned to the attic.

"It's good that you were able to wake up from the mortal killing realm so quickly!"

At this time, I could only hear the old man who taught looking at Lin Yifan and said.

In his hands, a book on animal skins was already shattered, and scraps of paper were scattered in the air.

"Is the illusion just now the power of this book?"

Lin Yifan looked at the old man and asked lightly.

"Not bad!"

The old man nodded and said, "I just didn't expect that you could break through the illusion so quickly, which really surprised me!"

"So you're surprised?"

Lin Yifan laughed and said, "Hahaha......"

Seeing Lin Yifan's unbridled smile, the old man couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "You, what are you laughing at?"

Hearing the words of the old teacher, Lin Yifan suddenly retracted his laughter, spread his hands, and said: "I laugh, if it just shocks you like this, then here, I will be relieved." ”

"You ......"

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the old teacher opposite was shocked and angry.

The next moment, I saw a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and with a gesture of reaching out, several young children flew over, turning into books, surrounding the old man who was teaching.

The next moment, I saw the old teacher pointing out, as if he was about to use the strange ability of one of the books again.

It's just that before he could make a move, suddenly, his movements were stiff in place.

"How so?"

Shocked in his heart, the old man stared wide-eyed and stared at Lin Yifan opposite.

The next moment, he felt that in his heart, a pair of blood-red eyes were reflected in his sea of knowledge.

"Hehe, it seems that my guess is not wrong, you are not a book spirit after all, but a real creature!"

At this time, Lin Yifan's laughter sounded in the sea of old teachers.

Hearing this, in the sea of knowledge, the old man raised his head and looked at a pair of blood-red eyes in front of him.

"What the hell is this?"

The old man said coldly.

"What the hell?"

Lin Yifan's figure slowly appeared above his blood-red eyes, looked at the old man condescendingly, and said, "Compared to this, I'm more curious, what the hell are you?"

"Shut up!"

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the old man seemed to have been insulted to his dignity, and shouted: "I'm not a ghost, I'm a ......."

It's just that the old man seems to be about to tell his origin at the moment.

Suddenly, a burst of cyan flames suddenly burned around him.

"Ah, don't, master, I was wrong, don't!"

The old man suddenly let out a high-pitched cry of horror.

However, the cyan flame, as if without a trace of emotion, quickly enveloped its entire body.

It didn't take long to see that the old man was under Lin Yifan's gaze, but in the end he turned into a cyan book.

Stretching out his hand, he saw that the cyan book fell into Lin Yifan's right hand.

"Is it really a book?"

Thinking in his heart, because the old man who taught had become a book, Lin Yifan's consciousness retreated from the other party's sea of knowledge.

When Lin Yifan's consciousness withdrew from the other party's sea of knowledge, he found that those immature children had already turned into confetti and drifted away.

Looking at all this, Lin Yifan frowned slightly.

Immediately, I saw him open the cyan book in his hand, and after a faint glance, his eyes couldn't help but flash with a touch of joy.

Although this cyan book is not a magical cultivation method, it is a clever method of using spiritual arts.

Although he has not yet cultivated, Lin Yifan still has some expectations for the use of this spiritual technique.

After all, he had seen the use of spiritual magic by the so-called book spirits before.

Lin Yifan has always been strong in swordsmanship and physical exercises, but his ability to practice spiritual arts is his weakness.

He naturally knew that sometimes, the so-called spiritual magic could have unexpected effects.

Therefore, if he wanted to go further on the road of cultivating immortals, Lin Yifan was naturally unwilling to let himself have flaws in spiritual arts.