Dressed as a male protagonist

Although Lu Wuchen didn't know what "here" Wei Ling was talking about, he was worried about fraud, so he stopped Wei Ling and walked to the front by himself.

Wei Ling gave Lu Wuchen a slightly surprised look, and then dragged him directly through the restriction, completely ignoring the other's shocked expression.

"..." Coupled with the bruised face, Lu Wuchen's expression is indeed a bit exciting.

"This restriction has the same origin as the imprint of the formation outside, so it won't affect you or me." Wei Ling explained, his feet kept moving.

Behind the ban is a larger cave.The entire cave is covered with luxuriant vines and spirit grasses, and in the middle is a milky pool with a compelling aura.There is another terrace in the center of the pool.

The terrace is covered with vines, and the dense branches are entangled with each other to form a bird's nest. There is a green crystal coffin in the center of the bird's nest.

The person inside couldn't see very clearly, only that it seemed to be a woman.

Wei Ling knew that this was the owner of this secret realm, the descendant of the ancient Hongmeng Immortal Ancestor, Fairy Luluo.So he told Lu Wuchen: "The opportunity that Miaoyinzhong wants to give you should be this woman. You go and try."

Lu Wuchen remained motionless.

Wei Ling glanced at him: "Do you think being a teacher will harm you?"

Lu Wuchen said: "Of course not."

Wei Ling didn't believe Lu Wuchen's words, but he couldn't say anything.Anyway, two people don't trust each other, and it just happens to be even.

Lu Wuchen didn't move, so Wei Ling had to move by himself.He took a few steps around the Lingtan, and tentatively poured out a trace of spiritual power into the vines on the mountain wall.Gradually, the vines on the walls of the cave began to tangle together spontaneously, quickly forming a vine bridge that could accommodate one person, and connected to the terrace in the center of Lingtan.

Wei Ling didn't let Lu Wuchen go first this time, but walked over by himself first.

Lu Wuchen followed behind.

The terrace in the middle of Lingtan was mostly occupied by dense vines and spirit grass. After Wei Ling came up, those vines gave way one after another, and soon a road leading directly to the crystal coffin was vacated.

Wei Ling looked back at Lu Wuchen, seeing that he didn't intend to take the initiative to step forward, so he walked to the crystal coffin with his hands behind his back.

Then, Wei Ling's body shook violently.

It was a face full of ravines.His eyes were wide open, his skin was stiff and black, and his hands and fingers were curled up on his chest, pressing hard on his heart.

Wei Ling took a step back with a panicked expression, and bumped into Lu Wuchen.

"Master?" Lu Wuchen hurriedly supported him.

Wei Ling woke up in an instant, brushed away Lu Wuchen's palm and said, "It's nothing."

Lu Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master's complexion is not very good."

Wei Ling pretended not to hear, walked back to the crystal coffin, and picked off a small water-blue flower on the crystal coffin.

"This is?"

Wei Ling looked at the crystal coffin without the old woman's body, and said softly, "Buddha's eyes are filled with floating grass, which can make people hallucinate."

Lu Wuchen seemed to understand something and said nothing.

The master and the apprentice stared at the crystal coffin again, and found that lying in it was a stunning woman in a blue dress.This woman's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, her cheeks are rosy, her chest rises and falls slightly, it seems that she is just sleeping in the coffin, not dead.

But it is true that the woman is not dead.

In "Killing the Gods", Fairy Luluo has been sleeping in the secret realm of the outer world for thousands of years because of avoiding the pursuit of the king of gods, waiting for the legendary savior to wake up... This savior is naturally Lu Wuchen who is right in front of him.

It's just this Luluo fairy... Wei Ling looked at the three-point familiar facial features, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what went wrong.

"Master?" Lu Wuchen called a few times, seeing that Wei Ling hadn't recovered, he put his hand on his wrist.

Wei Ling was startled, and subconsciously wanted to throw him away, but Lu Wuchen suddenly changed his mind to grabbing him, grabbed his hand and said, "What's wrong, Master?"

Wei Ling withdrew his hand, but didn't pull it out, and said coldly: "It's nothing." Seeing that Lu Wuchen didn't care about his displeasure, and still didn't let go, Wei Ling could only shake the hands they held and said, "You first let go."

Lu Wuchen said: "I am afraid that I will be separated from Master later."

Wei Ling frowned invisibly: "How can we find a way out if you don't let go?" And when the hell have you seen two big men walking around holding hands all the time?

Hearing this, Lu Wuchen looked at the crystal coffin calmly, his left hand stubbornly held Wei Ling's right hand tightly, as if he didn't care what Wei Ling said at all.

Wei Ling: "..."

Forget it!He really can't afford to toss about the stubborn protagonist!Wei Ling gave up and lowered his hand, no longer arguing with the protagonist, but took two steps forward, tentatively reaching out his left hand to touch the crystal coffin in the vine.

Lu Wuchen wanted to stop him, but Wei Ling glared back at him.In the end, he could only whisper: "Master, be careful!"

Wei Ling ignored him, because he was bounced back by an invisible barrier just as he stretched out his hand before touching the crystal coffin.

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So this is not recognizing him?Then why drink his blood? !Wei Ling frowned and looked at the invisible barrier in front of him, feeling rather unwilling.

As the author who knew the original plot, he knew that the function of the formation mark outside was to identify the blood of the comer.And those vines drank his blood, and the formation imprint also drank his blood. He thought that this meant that he, like the protagonist, was recognized by the blood vine flower, but it turned out...

He thinks too much!

This prohibition enchantment does not buy his account at all!

As an outsider, Lu Wuchen also felt Wei Ling's resentment, so he observed Wei Ling's condensed face for a while, and asked tentatively, "Who is this person? Does Master know him?"

"I don't know." Wei Ling frowned, "This is an illusion created by Miaoyinzhong. Miaoyinzhong belongs to you. If you want to know it, you also know it."

Lu Wuchen said: "Miaoyinzhong has recognized Master as master, how can it be said to be mine."

Wei Ling didn't want to talk to the protagonist anymore.

Although he also wanted to tell the protagonist that you stop pretending, father knows that you are Lu Wuchen, and Lu Wuchen is you, so the Miaoyin Bell is yours... But obviously, after saying this, both of them have to take off their vests, and they still The kind of fall that is so thorough that you can't feel at ease without killing the opponent.

He didn't want to die yet, and he didn't want to expose that he wasn't the original owner.

Messy thoughts flashed through Wei Ling's mind, causing him to be silent for a while before he spoke again: "You have a try."

Lu Wuchen nodded and stretched out his hand.

The moment Lu Wuchen's palm touched the barrier, a huge blood-colored flower fell from the sky and landed in the protagonist's palm.

Wei Ling: "..."

Bloody Vine Flower, you're so partial, don't be so obvious, okay?He was the one who bled so much just now!Not Lu Wuchen!What do you mean by falling off the moment you see the protagonist!

"What is this?" Lu Wuchen didn't know Wei Ling's madness, he sent the blood vine flower to Wei Ling without winking, and asked humbly for advice.

Wei Ling's eyes stayed on the blood-red flower for a moment, and he said indifferently: "The flower of the blood vine is one of the ancient fairy artifacts left by the ancestors of Hongmeng. It can break all barriers in the world, and it will be omnipotent and unstoppable." After a pause, he added, "Compared with the Miaoyin Bell, this magic weapon is only stronger but not weaker."

As soon as Wei Ling finished speaking, the bloody petal immediately split into two, half of it got into Lu Wuchen's eyebrows, and the other half flew into Wei Ling's forehead.

Wei Ling: "..."

What's happening here!Give half to him and half to Lu Wuchen, is it to let him and Lu Wuchen combine/go to the outer world to take the rhythm of the blood vine flower body!

Wei Ling almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!

Lu Wuchen saw that Wei Ling's face changed unpredictablely, from blue to white, and was about to speak, but Wei Ling suddenly raised his hand, and directly hit a spiritual force on the forbidden barrier!

The surrounding area was shaken for a while!

Wei Ling was taken aback, and without waiting for a reaction, Lu Wuchen pulled him into his arms, grabbed his waist and rushed towards the rattan bridge.

Wei Ling said: "You first... poof!"

Before the words were finished, all the rattan bridges under his feet were broken with a whoosh!

Excuse me, is there this passage in the original book?Is there this paragraph? !Before Wei Ling fell into the Lingtan, there was only such an infinite loop of thoughts!

The next moment, the cold air entered his body, and Wei Ling woke up with a jolt!

Suddenly, Fuyao's clear face came into view, and then a figure suddenly came out from behind Fuyao: "Master!"

Let me tell you, kid, can you keep your voice down!Wei Ling's already drowsy and sore brain wanted to go on strike even more.

Fuyao straightened up and said, "It's hard for you to wake up, the senior brother who is the sect master almost tore me down these few days." After a pause, Fuyao smiled with interest, "Obviously Senior Brother Wei is not good at learning, blowing it up." How can you blame me for blowing yourself into someone else's demonic realm with a flute? Don't you think so, Senior Brother Wei?"

Wei Ling: "..."

Fuyao laughed loudly: "Just wake up, just kidding."

Wei Ling thought in his heart: This joke is a bit cold.

Glancing at Lu Wuchen, who was still struggling in the illusion, Wei Ling waved his hand and placed a more pure spiritual power cover on him, completely isolating the interference of the three of them, then sat up straight and looked at Fuyao and said, "In the sect is Didn't something happen?"

Hearing Wei Ling's question, Fuyao straightened his face immediately and said, "There is news from the East China Sea that the island owner Lu is missing."

Missing? !Wei Ling only felt a thunderbolt in the sunny sky, and asked quickly, "What about Senior Sister Minglan and the others?"

"Don't worry about this. When Senior Sister and the others arrived, Island Master Lu had already disappeared. Now they are resettling the surviving disciples of the abbot. They will probably come back when everything is settled."

Why come back in this situation!Donghai needs you!Wei Ling roared anxiously in his heart, and asked, "Has the martial arts competition started? How long will it be over?"

"Today is the second day of the Grand Competition. There are not many disciples participating in this session, and it only takes half a month to finish."

Wei Ling didn't care about how many disciples participated in this year's competition, he just wanted to know whether they would have time to join Ming Lan and the others after participating in the competition.

Wei Ling got up and said, "I'll go with you to meet the senior brother of the sect master."

Fuyao reached out to stop him: "Your vitality is depleted and your soul is unstable, even if you go to the senior brother who is in charge, he will not let you go down the mountain."

Wei Ling said, "Who said I'm going down the mountain?"

Fu Yao choked: "Then what are you going to do?"

Wei Ling glanced at Fei Le who had been standing aside and said nothing: "How many games have you won?"

Fei Le managed to pick up the conversation, and immediately rushed over to grab Wei Ling's arm, and said anxiously: "Including the first scuffle, this disciple has won three games in total. The battle is about to start next, and Junior Brother Yuan didn't participate because he didn't participate. In the first scuffle, he was directly kicked out of the game... What to do next? Master, please think of a way! The disciples of the Yinshamen have been spreading rumors about this matter."

Wei Ling frowned, spreading rumors?What rumors are you making?

Fuyao raised his hand and patted the top of Fei Le's head, and scolded: "Nonsense! The rules of the martial art competition are placed on the competition field in the Hall of Shou Que. What do you want your master to think?"

Fei Le came to understand belatedly, bowed his head and said: "... I'm sorry Master, it's because the disciple didn't think carefully."

Wei Ling glanced at Fuyao, a little dissatisfied with his patting Fei Le's head, so he also stretched out his hand to rub Fei Le's head and said, "It's okay. As a teacher, I was going to talk to your master master about it. Yuan Lu missed the game because he was injured by Tiansha, so naturally we can't just forget about it."

The protagonist has a great opportunity to be in the Nine-Turn Mystery Tower, so he must participate in the martial art competition.And if Wei Ling wants to change the protagonist's ending and help the Huaxia Clan reverse their disadvantages, he must help the protagonist get back the qualification for the competition.