There are just some things that are easy to use when played.
But when you can't think of it, it's not so easy to escape.
Truman replaced Jing Mu's original identity, did not control himself, and had a real relationship with Li Xuanzhen.
This caused the distance and balance that had been maintained under Lin Xi's deliberate control to begin to tilt and collapse slightly.
Truman's life was very sad.
Originally, the practice world in Hokuriku was relatively closed and not as open as in Southern Xinjiang.
Now he is restricted to Taixuan Sect, and the resources needed for cultivation have been repeatedly withheld.
It was completely stopped more than a month ago.
However, Li Xuanzhen was demanding too much, and even showed signs of practicing the method of using yang to replenish yin. Truman's little accumulation was really a drop in the bucket.
The unsatisfactory life, the disillusionment of dreams, the obstruction of spiritual practice, and all the contradictions squeezed Truman's body, making him breathless.
He regretted it.
But his strong will could not reverse the cause and effect and exchange everything back.
He didn't know what was wrong.
And the other seven personalities that had always been with him seemed to have all disappeared, and they no longer 'interfered' with his life. Even now, he was particularly hoping that another personality would appear and save him from the quagmire.
There is an air of boredom in the air.
It is already midsummer. Although Taixuanmen has a large mountain guarding formation, it does not hinder the natural rotation and the changing of the four seasons.
The program team is dismantling and collecting various items.
In three days, they will leave.
Lin Xi sat on the balcony, listening to the chirping of cicadas in the woods not far away, still not showing the slightest hint of worry.
Liu Yibiao was already angry.
His repeated requests to stay in Taixuanmen were rejected by Ouyang Mingjing.
Although for Truman, his dream has been shattered.
But Liu Yibiao was still trapped in that dreamlike web, unable to extricate himself.
"He has regretted it. This can be seen clearly even without careful examination. But he and I have not switched back... Is it because of the limitations of the Horcrux Twisted Pocket Watch itself, or because he is no longer able to activate it again?
"Lin Xi never stopped thinking in his mind.
Liu Yibiao got angry and kicked a stone pier in the corner to pieces. He looked a little depressed.
"Aren't you going to give up? She and Truman are already living together. Aren't many viewers sending their blessings? In a short time, the first batch of tourists will arrive at Taixuanmen to see her.
." Lin Xi said.
Liu Yibiao kept a dark face and said nothing.
He is not a good-tempered person.
When there are cameras, there will be some restraint.
But in fact, he is essentially a very pure second-generation cultivator. He is domineering, arrogant, fierce and unreasonable. He must get whatever he likes...especially women.
"We're leaving anyway, why not..." Liu Yibiao said tentatively.
Lin Xi sneered: "Why not? She is the goddess of many people now. Although she still has a bad reputation in Taixuan Sect. But when the wave hits, everything will change. If you do something,
Still want to escape unscathed?"
"What's more... Qianglong doesn't overpower the local snake! Although she is in a difficult situation now, she can't be insulted casually."
Liu Yibiao waved his hand and said, "Why are you so excited?"
"I'm just talking. I heard that she has reached the peak of Golden Core cultivation. How can I do anything with my little ability?"
Lin Xi rolled his eyes coldly.
and stopped talking to each other.
Although Truman had been flattering before, his relationship with Liu Yibiao seemed to be good.
But after changing to Lin Xi, he was not happy to have a close relationship with Liu Yibiao again.
Therefore, in the past few months, the little friendship originally inherited from Truman has long been worn away.
Although the two of them are not enemies now, they rarely have any in-depth exchanges. What's more, Liu Yibiao obviously wants to take advantage of him, use him as a gunman, and let him take the blame in the end.
Take the blame.
The dull air made people feel breathless.
The top of the head seemed to be covered by a big pot lid.
Truman walked hurriedly on the mountain road, and the sound of cranes coming from both sides made him upset.
He has tried it countless times.
He tried to exchange his 'positions' with Lin Xi, but all ended in failure.
He was almost desperate.
Recently he learned another piece of bad news.
That is, the execution hall seems to be interested in cleaning up the inner door.
In other words, some disciples who relied on connections to enter the inner sect, but whose cultivation level is not up to par, are cleared out and sent back to the outer sect.
It is said to be a rectification movement, but it is still a rectification movement.
But there is nothing new under the sun.
In a complex and huge institution like Taixuanmen, all superficial conclusions are not the end in itself.
The Xingtang's promotion of rectification within the inner sect is somewhat unjustifiable. This is not part of their original power structure.
This time's action is more like a game between the top management to compete for power.
In this game, Truman is very sure that he is likely to become cannon fodder.
He wants to leave!
He doesn't want to die here.
He's had enough of everything here.
The night is getting darker.
In front of the familiar courtyard, Truman stopped, feeling his thighs tremble a little, and even before he started... there was already a dull tingling pain in his waist.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.
"Liu Yibiao?" Truman was stunned.
At this time, Liu Yibiao appeared at the gate of Li Xuazhen's courtyard?
Immediately afterwards, Truman saw the sprayer in Liu Yibiao's hand.
As for what was in the sprayer, Truman could guess a little bit even if he thought about it with his buttocks.
"Ha! He hasn't given up yet?"
"Forget it! So what if he gets what he wants?" Inexplicably, at this moment, Truman felt not that he was about to be cheated, but that he felt a little relieved.
So, the way to make a man willingly put on the forgiveness hat is... to become a juicer?
"Wait! Can I exchange with him?" Truman suddenly thought of this.
Instantly, I felt very restless.
"No! This is better! He fulfilled his wish, and I... can not only return to southern Xinjiang, but also get a better identity and better resources for practice."
"I want to be him, I want to be Liu Yibiao!" At this moment, powerful thoughts and desires began to push something.
Out of sight of Truman, the twisted pocket watch moved the hands again and began to rotate.
call···!
A cool breeze blew down from the sky and swept away many leaves in an instant.
The swirling wind stirred up the sand and grass blades, seeming to connect the dark sky and the vast expanse of earth.
Beyond the sky, beyond the world.
There seemed to be a pair of hands that wanted to reach in, but the tentacles were cut off ruthlessly.
The true immortals in the Yanghuang Realm looked up to the sky one after another, and then radiated their own strength and will.
Truman suddenly felt very thirsty.
He was like a traveler walking in the desert who had not drank water for many days.
This time, he clearly felt that something seemed to be withdrawn from his body.
Vaguely, even slightly vaguely, he saw seven tired figures struggling to hold on.