If it were put a few months ago, no one would have thought that the high-level illusion tower reserved for true disciples would now be used to operate an illusion with extremely cheap and crude graphics.

In Zhong Yi's fantasy world of "If You Are a Cultivator, Go Down a Hundred Floors", the sounds of crazy laughter and scolding are endless.

After several levels of torture,

He still couldn't guess what Lu Ze was thinking.

Just like what happened just now.

As soon as he entered the new level, he saw two apple trees and felt something was wrong.

As a result, he was killed by a falling apple as he walked past.

By the second tree, he had learned his lesson.

Hey, first lure the apple to fall, then turn around and jump.

Zhong Yi felt that he had realized it.

Then he walked to the third apple tree and was about to jump -

Guess what?

The wrinkled earth crushed him to death.

At this point, Zhong Yi's mental state was still relatively normal.

But when the apple on the fourth fruit tree didn't move and the trunk moved at the speed of light and crushed him to death, he became a little uneasy.

Then to the fifth tree, the sixth tree...

…

At the end, he thought he was about to pass the level.

Then a crow flew over from behind and smashed him to death on the fruit tree.

Even someone as determined as Zhong Yi couldn't help but withdraw from the illusion.

He charged up his strength and unleashed a powerful attack on a training dummy.

Mu Yawen on the side was stunned.

The training dummy was made of soft steel and had an extremely advanced formation, so it was very resistant to blows.

Zhong Yi, who was well versed in Taoism and rarely resorted to violence, actually nearly blew it apart with his fists and feet...

…

…

A long time passed.

"I, I'm going to break the record!!! I'm going to pass the level!!!"

Zhong Yi's excited roar resounded throughout the entire repair hall.

The sound was so loud that it shocked Mu Yawen next to him out of the secret realm. He looked at the picture projected by Zhong Yi next to him in curiosity.

"Brother, I thought you were going to take first place... but it turns out you're just trying to break your own record."

"Without the accumulation of small steps, there is no way..."

"Brother, you are still 18 levels away from first place."

"...Junior Brother Mu, why are you so idle? Come and repair your chain."

"oh……"

Mu Yawen left angrily.

Zhong Yi's road to passing the customs was particularly bumpy.

The main reason is that he is clumsy and can't operate it.

Others rely on talent and hand speed.

Zhong Yi relied on practice to grind it out.

Looking at the new level, Zhong Yi felt a lot of emotions.

He finally broke through the tenth level and was ranked among the top 500 players on the leaderboard.

"Oh, Apple again? Come on! Let's see if you can hurt me!"

Zhong Yi shouted fiercely.

In the center of the map, there is a cannon barrel that keeps spitting out red apples.

Countless death experiences have told Zhong Yi that everything here is weird.

Don't talk about Apple.

Even a tree or a blade of grass may be fake.

The most exaggerated time was when he saw a soul gathering formation and subconsciously wanted to activate a new resurrection point.

This thing could be fake...

Looking at the slowly flying apple, Zhong Yi dodged calmly and sneered.

"Oh, Junior Brother Lu still has some conscience. It won't be so difficult."

Zhong Yi smiled and shook his head, easily avoiding several waves of apple attacks.

Just when he felt that he had weathered this wave of attacks,

A large character appeared in the sky:

[Excuse me, how many red apples appeared just now? ]

“????”

The corners of Zhong Yi's mouth twitched violently.

I...