However, Yuan Yulang took the "Advanced Pill" not entirely because he was provoked.
"I have encountered a bottleneck for too long. I finally found this place. I have to seize the opportunity and succeed in one fell swoop!"
"Ginseng has a special growth habit and will wither quickly if you leave this place. If it fails, you have to come back and refine it on site, which is really troublesome."
"This guy has been practicing with the master of the Alchemy Sect all day long, and he is considered to be talented in cultivation. At present, there should be no one more suitable for him to refine his alchemy than her."
It can be seen from these voices that Yuan Yulang also has his own considerations.
But in Tang Ling's opinion, he was still too eager for success and too impulsive.
After taking the "Advanced Pill", Yuan Yulang immediately closed his eyes and meditated, starting the cultivation mode.
But this state did not last long.
A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Yulang opened his eyes.
Perhaps the illusion was dominated by his perspective, so almost the moment the boy opened his eyes, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
Tang Ling, or to be precise, from Yuan Yulang's perspective, countless noisy voices suddenly came from behind.
He turned around to look, and his sight suddenly filled with expressionless faces.
These faces include those of Yuan Zheng, those of childhood friends, those of Yan Zhen, those of "F3", some familiar or vague disciples of Lingxian Sect Tang Ling, and a pair of vague-looking men and women...
Seeing Yuan Yulang turn around, all those faces turned into expressions of "anger and indifference", and they scolded in a disappointed tone.
"Yu'er, you have actually encountered a bottleneck? Do you still need to rely on advanced pills to break through? This is the initial stage of cultivation. If you are like this, how can you become a great spell master in the future!"
"Yuan Yu! Aren't you a Grade A medium spiritual root? That's all. I think you are stained with blood. Even if you are a Grade A medium, you are still the most useless among them! No wonder your parents don't want you! I think in the future,
Even your grandfather doesn’t want you anymore!”
"Xiaoyu, you are so impatient, you are not suitable for drawing talisman formations at all! You see, it has been so long since I came to the talisman formation sect. The power of the enchantment you set up can only be a slight punishment when the monks want to cross it.
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"Senior Brother Yuan? You have encountered a bottleneck!"
"Senior Brother Yuan? Aren't you a Grade A medium spiritual root? Why are you still practicing so slowly?"
"Yuan Yulang, you are too slow!"
Amidst the scolding, the facial features on the young man's fair face twisted in an exaggerated way. The usual arrogant and arrogant look faded away, and gradually became full of panic and helplessness.
He stood up and ran forward with messy steps, splitting the weeds half a man tall with his short blade in front of him, desperately trying to stay away from the faces chasing behind him.
Tang Ling looked ahead at the young man who looked back in despair with fear-filled eyes and ran away in a panic. His whole body was cold.
It turns out that it was these things that made this arrogant genius show such an expression in the nightmare at that time.
If he had to give these things a name, Tang Ling felt that they should be called "inner demons".
It is obvious that Yuan Yulang not only failed to achieve a breakthrough, but also went crazy.
There is indeed something wrong with that "Advanced Pill".
Is the development method wrong?
Or... on purpose?
In the narrow space surrounded by long grass, the sound of breathing became more and more rapid.
Yuan Yulang’s and another person’s.
Tang Ling's heart froze, and he suddenly turned his head as if in a nightmare. There were still only weeds swaying in the wind behind him, and no one could be seen at all.
It's not someone else's, that other gasp...
It's her own.
Tang Ling stood there in a daze, his head suddenly in a daze.
The other person's gasping sound belonged to Tang Ling in red.
It’s really… coherent.
Tang Ling, who was dressed in red, just stood there, looking coldly at Yuan Yulang as he ran away in a hurry, running towards the abyss step by step, without making any movement.
She did it on purpose.
Thinking about all the previous events, Tang Ling felt more and more that from the very beginning when he took the initiative to form a team to later when he became the leader, Tang Ling in red had only one purpose - to let Yuan Yulang die.
Why harm people?
Is it because of the previous conflict in the canteen?
Or is it a spell cast by Yan Zhen?
Tang Ling didn't have time to figure it out.
Because the next second, the ground shook violently beneath her feet, interrupting her doubts.
All the illusions in front of me suddenly shattered like lenses, and everything around me was collapsing.
The practice of Danzong involves herbs related to illusion, so Tang Ling has borrowed various books on illusion to study.
She knows that more advanced illusions can make people trapped in the obsessions woven by their own consciousness, and they cannot break free. Once they are trapped, it will at least dispel people's will to practice, and at worst, it will damage their spiritual consciousness. The deeper the obsession, the easier it is to destroy the cultivation heart.
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If Yuan Yulang does not get out of the illusion, his self-awareness may completely collapse, and his Taoist heart will also collapse.
Generally speaking, it is extremely difficult for people who have fallen under the spell to realize their situation, and it is impossible to expect Yuan Yulang to break through the illusion.
Unless someone goes deep into his consciousness to wake him up.
Tang Ling suddenly felt that it was such a coincidence that he appeared here!
She could feel that her own consciousness was now in Yuan Yulang's world of consciousness. If Yuan Yulang's consciousness collapsed, who knows if her consciousness that appeared here inexplicably would suffer as well.
He must be awakened.
The face behind Yuan Yulang continued to scold him.
"Yu'er, you want to become a great spell master, you have to practice hard!"
"Yu'er, it's not enough! It's not enough! It's too slow! You have to be the first! You have to be the pride of your grandfather!"
Tang Ling was so annoyed that her thoughts were interrupted frequently that she subconsciously cursed.
"Fuck you! If you want it, fight for it! Why force it on your grandson? It's really useless!"
As soon as the words fell, all the voices on the faces paused and turned to Tang Ling.
The huge faces are extremely oppressive, especially when the expressions of anger on those faces have disappeared and turned into deep doubts.
Confused faces came closer, staring at Tang Ling closely, and spoke in wary tones.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Different voices with the same tone rang in my ears at the same time, and even echoed around me.
A layer of goosebumps broke out along Tang Ling's skin.
She can actually control Tang Ling in red?
Seeing Yuan Yulang, who had lost his face and was chasing after him, collapsed on the ground, he looked this way with confusion and fear. The collapse of the surrounding objects also slowed down, and Tang Ling came to his senses.
Perhaps due to the collapse of her self-awareness, all the illusions created by Yuan Yulang's own consciousness were out of control, so she was able to take the initiative.
This...is a good thing!
In this way, she can communicate with Yuan Yulang through the body of Tang Ling in red and catch this silly boy!
Without thinking, she rushed towards Yuan Yulang before the faces in front of her could react.
If everything in the nightmare will happen, then he must be caught!
We can't let him fall off the cliff!
We can’t let the nightmare come true in Yuan Yulang’s fantasy world!