The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

In the dense forest, except for the sound of brushing leaves, there is only the sound of waterfalls pouring down from the peak in the distance.

Cheng Muyun chose a valley. This place is full of aura, but there are no spiritual beasts or herbs growing.Ordinary disciples will not come here, and there is no need to be distracted.

He only thought that He Yuan was just passing by, after all, there was nothing special about the healing formation.

but……

Even with his eyes closed, Cheng Muyun could still feel the substantial gaze on his body.

"Your mind is restless, it won't help in healing." He Yuan said the first sentence since he came here.

Well, it seems that it can't be fooled.

Cheng Muyun opened his eyes, still maintaining the meditation posture, "Your Majesty is a great power, the disciple is only in the period of heartbeat, and it is really impossible to recuperate quietly under your supervision."

He Yuan didn't have any expression, neither happy nor angry, his eyes without any emotion still fell on Cheng Muyun.

The young man sitting cross-legged in the formation could only be described as handsome, but his eyes looked a little panicked and not stable at all.

It shouldn't be.

He Yuan said: "Where did you learn this formation?"

Seeing that He Yuan didn't make a move, Cheng Muyun's heart became more stable, and he replied: "I report to Sword Master, this is exchanged by my disciples for their contribution value in the Library Pavilion."

This spring array, the effect is good and the difficulty is low, it was researched by Cheng Muyun back then.In order to benefit the sect, he put the formation in the Huangjie cheat book, and all disciples can exchange it with contribution points.

Even if this body is just an inner sect disciple in the heartbeat period, it is not surprising that he knows this formation.

Cheng Muyun felt that her explanation was reasonable, no matter what He Yuan was, he would not kill an inner disciple for no reason.

Previously, Zhang Shan was a demon cultivator. Although He Yuan was a bit extreme, it still complied with the rules.And this body, Cheng Muyun has carefully checked it over the past few days, it is definitely not a magic cultivator.

He looked at He Yuan, his eyes were respectful and honest, and he was not guilty at all.It was just a coincidence that He Yuan appeared here, so it should be fine if you ask.

In Cheng Muyun's full expectation, He Yuan said: "I destroyed the formation in the Library Pavilion 500 years ago, how did you know it?" Cheng Muyun: "?"

What?destroy?Could it be that you hate me so much?

Seeing that he didn't speak, He Yuan continued: "The rejuvenation formation currently stored in Zangshu Pavilion has been improved by me, and the way the aura operates is different from the original formation. Everyone in the Taixuan Sect knows it. Both are improved versions.

He paused, "Where did you learn... the original formation?"

Cheng Muyun: "?" Are you sick?Even if it is improved, why destroy the original version?

He Yuan moved.

He stepped into the formation step by step, obviously without expression or any special movements, but the killing intent on his body invaded overwhelmingly.

"I have ordered that the original version of the Rejuvenation Array is not allowed to be passed on in Taixuanzong. Who allowed you to learn it? Who allowed you to remember his things?"

When the voice fell, He Yuan had already stopped in front of Cheng Muyun.He raised his hand, his fingers as perfect as a jade carving were slightly hooked, and he was about to squeeze this lifeless little bug to death.

In desperation, Cheng Muyun hurriedly said: "Jianzun, Taixuanzong can't kill fellow disciples for no reason!" He hoped that these words would awaken He Yuan's last trace of reason.

Ever since He Yuan was young, Cheng Muyun, as an old-fashioned master, had told He Yuan to recite the rules.

Among them, the article "You can't kill fellow disciples without reason" is written in the first article of the sect rules.

Childhood memories should be quite deep, right?Cheng Muyun believed in He Yuan's nature.

He Yuan's icy eyes fell on his face, "You are quite courageous, I will not kill my disciples for no reason, I just want you to forget something."

After finishing speaking, the palm of his left hand shimmered, and he pinched the sword with his right hand.

Cheng Muyun was scared out of his wits when he saw it.

Insanity!

This lunatic He Yuan is planning to force himself to lose his memory!It doesn't matter if he loses his memory, this soul-hunting technique can see the primordial spirit, and if he sees the primordial spirit, he will definitely lose his horse.

No way, we can only sink the boat!

Cheng Muyun let out a long breath. Fortunately, his habit is still there. At least the formations are double formations.Even in this place that he thought was safe, there was a defensive formation that could change at any time.

Ordinary defensive formations can't bring down He Yuan, who has too much difference in cultivation base. Cheng Muyun is very fortunate that what he has set up is a phantom formation.

When He Yuan put his hand on top of Cheng Muyun's head, the formation suddenly changed the trajectory of the aura.

He Yuan's pupils shrank, "You..." Before he finished speaking, his consciousness sank into a soft cloud.

***

Cheng Muyun was in the darkness, and seemed to have returned to the miserable state of being unable to move when he first came to this world.

He adapted quickly and tried to move a bit, um, no problem.

It's just that it's too dark around, and I can't see anything clearly.

System: "What's the situation? How did you teleport?"

Cheng Muyun: "This is an illusion. The situation was too urgent just now, and He Yuan was too determined. I can only use my soul to lead him into the battle."

To put it simply, the current situation is that Cheng Muyun and He Yuan are trapped in the illusion array together.

The system was dumbfounded, "No, he has already crossed the Tribulation Realm, how did you do it?"

Cheng Muyun: "It's just a gamble. I bet he has demons and unstable mood. Besides, I am not much worse than him in terms of spiritual consciousness. The troublesome thing is that his cultivation is much higher than mine. The content of this illusion is completely up to him." Leading." System: "..., then how do you run away?"

Even if pulling He Yuan into the illusion was an emergency treatment, Cheng Muyun didn't go to the doctor in a hurry, "Wait. I can run away when He Yuan is completely confused by the illusion and relaxes his vigilance. By the way, I can meet him in the woods." until my memory is blurred."

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Cheng Muyun didn't want to give up this shell at all.

The emergency transfer from the Magic Cultivation Treasure to Xiaoniao had already damaged his consciousness a bit, and it was hard to recover a little bit, so he couldn't do it again.

System: "Okay, but why is it so dark here, where is it?"

Speaking of this, Cheng Muyun also had a headache, "I don't know."

The phantom array can arouse the obsession in the bottom of the heart, so as to build a fantasy world for people to immerse themselves in.Whether it's power or power or wealth, and those who practice against the sky are mostly soaring.

At this moment, Cheng Muyun was trapped in an unknown place, so he could only guess based on experience.

The collapse of this world began when Cheng Muyun stabbed the soul heroine to death with a sword.

Cheng Muyun: "I think, the timeline in the illusion should be before and after I stabbed the heroine of the soul to death."

Speculation is just speculation and some factual evidence is needed.It was too dark around me to see anything.

Cheng Muyun had no choice but to stand up and turn around by feeling.When he got up, his feet fell to the ground, and a cold feeling came from the soles of his feet.

Does he seem to have no shoes on?

Cheng Muyun shivered, and after adapting to the temperature, he walked forward again, but within a few steps, he was stopped.

He stretched out his hand to feel it, and it seemed to be several wrist-thick cylindrical objects. Judging from the distance and feel, it should be a fence.

Cheng Muyun groped along the iron fence, and at the end came across a cold stone wall, and then it was the place where he woke up.

He just sat down and didn't wander around, and now he could judge that he was locked in the cell.

It seems that the time of this illusion is indeed after he killed the soul heroine.He killed the soul heroine and dissected his disciple's bones, so it's not surprising that he was imprisoned.

However, he was still a little puzzled.

Cheng Muyun asked: "System, why do you think this illusion was chosen after I stabbed the heroine of the soul? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to choose before to prevent everything from happening?"

The system sneered, "It's probably because He Yuan was perverted by you and wanted to torture you."

"..." Cheng Muyun, "Your words are too vulgar."

He didn't refute He Yuan's claim that he wanted to torture himself, but trembled a little.While no harm can be done in this illusion, the feeling is real.

If He Yuan really hated him to this extent and wanted to use torture, he would still be in pain.

At this moment, there was movement outside, and a little bit of light slowly lit up, as if the door outside had opened.Then, there was the sound of very light footsteps, and they landed very regularly.

Cheng Muyun squinted his eyes, finally able to see everything around him clearly.

This place is not a dungeon, but his bedroom in Wenwen Peak Cave Mansion.

What's happening here?

All the layouts in front of him are very familiar, tables, chairs, benches, and huge bookshelves against the wall, except for the black black iron fence from the floor to the ceiling in front of him.

The dark cell door separated Cheng Muyun from those furniture, and the only furniture on his side was the cold jade bed.

With such an arrangement, it's no wonder that Cheng Muyun mistakenly thought that he was in a dungeon.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, just as Cheng Muyun got up from the bed and was about to walk over to face He Yuan.There was a tightness between his wrists and ankles, and he was locked on the wall behind him by a force, unable to move.

Only now did Cheng Muyun realize that there were long black iron chains around his wrists and ankles.

One of the four chains was fixed on the wall, and the other end was on Cheng Muyun's hands and feet.The length of the chain can be stretched freely, and it weighs almost nothing, so Cheng Muyun didn't notice anything unusual just now.

"..."

System: "Mom..."

Cheng Muyun frowned, trying to use his spiritual power to tear it apart, but found that it was made of ten thousand-year black iron, which could lock the spiritual power in the body.Within the sect, it is generally used to suppress advanced demon cultivators.

Cheng Muyun: "This is still in the prison cell? No, black iron chains are used to lock the lute bone. What's the use of locking wrists and ankles?"

System: "Oh, you are precious."

Cheng Muyun always felt that the tone of the system was weird, but when he was about to ask again, he heard someone speak.

"Master, how is today?"

Cheng Muyun looked up and saw He Yuan standing outside the prison door.

No, the time is wrong.

What is in front of him is not the young He Yuan, but a young man who looks to be in his twenties.

He was wearing a Taoist robe with blue patterns on a white background, his black hair stood neatly inside the jade crown, and he had a handsome face with a spring-like smile on his face.

Judging from his stature and clothes, it was He Yuan whom Cheng Muyun had met once during the battle between righteousness and evil.

"Why don't you talk? Are you angry?"

Cheng Muyun said: "Let go of me."

He Yuan smiled, very gentle, so gentle that it was creepy, "No way, Master, last time you saw me too excited, you hurt yourself."

After finishing speaking, He Yuan opened the cell door and walked in.He put down the tray in his hand, and said: "Master, you haven't eaten for several days, and now you have lost all your cultivation. If you don't eat, the injury won't heal."

Cheng Muyun looked at him without speaking.

He Yuan was not angry, and his smile was still gentle.He opened the jade bottle on the plate and poured out a pill from it, "I made this bigu pill by myself. Cheng Muyun couldn't help complaining to the system: "..., what the hell, this little bastard is not good at alchemy at all." I don't know anything, but I am omnipotent in the illusion. "

System: "Maybe it was practiced after you left."

Cheng Muyun: "No, how can a swordsman learn alchemy? This is ignorance and incompetence."

System: "Then you still study formations."

"Aren't I useless?"

System: "Didn't he also be abolished by you?"

"..." He Yuan was very patient. He held the Bigu Pill and waited for a moment by Cheng Muyun's lips. Seeing that the other party had no intention of opening his mouth at all, he said softly, "Master, I have to eat it today. You...should not want to eat it." Shall I feed you in another way?"

Cheng Muyun looked into his eyes, and trembled inexplicably, remembering the previous torture conjecture.

He glared at He Yuan, "The villain." Then, he opened his mouth reluctantly.

He Yuan's smile deepened, "Good boy."

After finishing speaking, he pinched the Bigu Pill and sent it to Mu Yun's lips.He moved very quickly, but Cheng Muyun still felt that when He Yuan withdrew his fingers, something seemed to rub against his lips.

Bigu Dan enters and melts like a clear and sweet spiritual spring, without the strange taste of Bigu Dan.

Cheng Muyun sneered, "Your alchemy skills are pretty good, but as a swordsman, you do these things, but you forgot what your teacher taught you?"

He intentionally provoked He Yuan, as he expected that the other party would be very disgusted with the past master-student friendship.Didn't you see what he said in the woods earlier?

All the traces left by Cheng Muyun were erased. It wasn't because she hated her to the extreme, but how could she be so extreme.

As for one mouthful and one master, it's just yin and yang.

As long as He Yuan wavers, Cheng Muyun can take the opportunity to erase his memory and run away, the plan is perfect.

Unexpectedly, He Yuan was not angry at all, but his voice was more gentle, "I remember, I have never forgotten every word of Master's teaching. But, how can I borrow the things that Master wants to use?"

"..." Cheng Muyun was terrified and almost called for help.

"System, he looks so perverted now, won't he stab me with a sword?"

System: "No, it is possible to eat you."

"Master is angry again?" He Yuan had an almost pampering expression on his face.

He sat down beside the stone bed, and raised his hand to pull Cheng Muyun's skirt.

Cheng Muyun couldn't move at all at this time, so he could only shout sharply: "He Yuan! What are you doing!"

He Yuan actually stopped and explained patiently: "Master, you are injured, I will heal your injury."

Cheng Muyun: "You don't need to pretend to be kind."

"That can't be done." After finishing speaking, He Yuan didn't hesitate anymore, and directly lifted Cheng Muyun's skirt.

Cheng Muyun lowered her head, only to realize belatedly that she didn't wear a robe, only a middle coat, and her hair was untied and messy, and fell on her chest as soon as she lowered her head.

He Yuan's movements stopped, his eyes darkened, and even the smile that was always on his face disappeared.

The master in front of him, his clothes had fallen to the elbow, revealing a large piece of fair skin, above the skin, there was a hideous wound, with black hair hanging down on it.

Under the interweaving of colors, it reveals a strange beauty.

Cheng Muyun only took one look at the wound, and knew that the timeline of this illusion had been determined.

The wound on his waist and abdomen was injured before he died with the ten demons, so the illusion constructed by He Yuan is that he was arrested and returned to the sect without dying?

So what is he most concerned about?

Before Cheng Muyun could figure it out, he heard He Yuan's somewhat messy breathing.

He was in a mess.

opportunity!