Lying Down to Cultivate Immortality, Master Juan Wang Is Going Crazy

Lin Wan, who died suddenly while working overtime, almost died a second time as soon as she opened her eyes - the demon flames burned the sky! Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood! He actually traveled to the Shura field where the sect was exterminated in a bloody battle! "Ding! [Lie down to win and become an immortal system] is bound! Novice mission - Pretend to be dead to save your life: lie flat and curl up within 30 seconds, and the reward is [Innocent Sword Body] if the posture reaches the standard! Failure... Death!" The countdown is beating like crazy! Holding the flying sword and demonic fire, Lin Wan rolled and crawled towards the only "safe point" - only to hear a "buzz", the ancient formation under her body shone brightly! The Sect Protecting Sword Formation, which had been lost for thousands of years, was actually activated by a dying salted fish...? ! The long river of sword energy cleared the area instantly! Just as everyone in the audience was stunned, Master Luo Bingli, who was covered in blood, picked him up. His beautiful eyes were as bright as fire: "God bless our sect! This boy used his body to form a formation in a desperate situation and aroused the ancient sword heart. He is the true type of swordsmanship through the ages! He should be my personal successor!" Lin Wan looked at the system prompt [Lie down and receive the reward], then looked at the Master whose eyes were ignited with the fire of "Devil's Special Training", and wailed in her heart: "Master! I am really pretending to be dead in order to survive!" From then on, the style of Xianmen painting changed suddenly—— Luo Binli: "Disciple, swing your sword a hundred thousand times! The most important thing in swordsmanship is diligence!" Lin Wan (Ge You was paralyzed + snoring like thunder): "Huh... Huh..." [Ding! The host is lying in a perfect posture, comprehending the 'Great Dream Reincarnation Sword Intent'! Luo Binli looked at the soaring sword energy in her apprentice's dream, and the spiritual sword in her hand cracked: Are you saying that he can support me in ten years of practice just by sleeping?