My practice narration is weird

In another side hall.

In Ye Wuyou's sight, there was only a skeleton sitting cross-legged in meditation, wearing a cassock that had not decayed even after a thousand years.

The skeleton in front of him seemed to be what Lianchi said, like him, an existence that integrated its consciousness into the relics.

But there was no weirdness here.

Did something happen, and the other party did not really control the weirdness, so the weirdness completely eroded the person and left?

Ye Wuyou did not look at it for long, but turned and left.

The third side hall.

If there was still a skeleton in the side hall just now, then this side hall was really empty, and nothing had ever existed.

Ye Wuyou looked calm.

Tianyan had previously calculated that the way to leave this place was to find the little monk.

He came to find these two so-called "Buddha relics" with a tentative mood.

It was nothing if he had not seen them at the moment.

It was just inevitable that he felt a little more disappointed, and... a little dread.

No matter what the "lotus pond" is like now, the disappearance of these two weird things undoubtedly proves one point.

Allowing the weird things to erode and finally trying to integrate one's own consciousness into the weird things is not a perfect method.

It can only be used as a train of thought.

"Will these two weird things still be in this underground palace? Or have they left?"

The road is boundless, and the weird things can appear anywhere, just need an opportunity.

"Forget it, find other ways to leave here."

[You noticed that breath, there is a guy with bad intentions on the right side of the passage in front]

Ye Wuyou remained calm, his eyes lightly swept across, pretending not to notice, and walked out of the passage.

Then, the aura burst out, and Ye Wuyou suddenly stretched out his hand.

...

"Woo woo... let me go."

Han Yue's jade neck was raised high at this moment, her face flushed, and a strong arm tightly pinched her neck.

She kept slapping the man in front of her with both hands, but the shouting and slapping in her mouth did not stop the man.

Han Yue did not understand.

In this underground palace, she met the man who had killed her once.

But perhaps she had figured out something, and now she unexpectedly had no hatred for Ye Wuyou.

After all, she didn't have much time left.

Han Yue didn't make a move at the first time, but the other party had no intention of letting her go.

Her figure gradually left the ground, her legs trembled weakly, but the whole person was lifted up.

"Shh, don't make noise."

Ye Wuyou gently stretched out a finger and made a gesture of silence.

The Qi flowed, and his eyes looked at the struggling figure in front of him with interest.

Han Yue kept shouting, and the Qi flowed continuously in her body, tightly blocking the hand on her neck.

All this was only exchanged for a joke from Ye Wuyou.

"How long are you going to pretend, or is your appearance of wagging your tail and begging for mercy your usual means of making a living?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Yue's flushed face suddenly changed, and a Yaoqin and a green long sword appeared behind her.

The fourth realm of great magical power, the body is not important.

Soul Dharma!

"Music killer move - sword courage and piano heart!"

Han Yue's soul is only half at this moment, and the soul Dharma is also very strenuous.

The magical power of the piano and sword cannot be used, only her own piano can be used.

No matter.

Han Yue's expression showed indifference.

Before, she was deceived by Ye Wuyou's illusion. He didn't use his skills yet. Did he really think that he couldn't do anything to him?

The shadow of the Dharma piano didn't need her to play it, and the music appeared.

"What's the meaning of the word piano!" Han Yue hummed softly.

Sure enough, as expected, Ye Wuyou's figure collapsed at this moment.

The lower body was completely shattered, and even the upper body was broken into pieces.

But Ye Wuyou's face still showed a smile, as if his wish had finally come true after a long wait.

The almost broken hand, in the shock and puzzlement of Han Yue, stabbed straight into her chest.

A calm voice came.

"Why are you so surprised? Your voice is too weak. You are just an ignorant mortal. How can you match my power?"

Ye Wuyou leaned down gently, pressed the frightened Han Yue to the ground bit by bit, and spoke very gently in her ear.

"Don't you know that I have been waiting for your soul for a long, long time."

The soul's Dharma image collapsed in an instant. Along the hand, Han Yue could feel her soul passing away quickly.

"The Heart Sutra of the Formless" can devour people's souls.

Han Yue's eyes were no longer filled with fear. Her pupils were wide open. She could not understand this scene at all.

The soul being absorbed was not something that surprised her.

Ye Wuyou's broken body was recovering rapidly at this moment, which was what she could not understand.

As her soul was constantly plundered by Ye Wuyou, Han Yue's expression gradually became blurred. She opened her mouth slightly at this moment, and her tone was extremely weak.

"Who are you..."

"I am Ye Wuyou." He chuckled.

Ye Wuyou, whose body had recovered, gently stroked Han Yue's long black hair with one hand, and then his fingertips slid down along the ends of her hair and touched her neck.

There was a blood line there, gluing the broken head and body together.

With his fingertips gently stroking, Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly, sighed softly, and broke the blood line.

"You should have been freed long ago." He sighed softly.

Ignoring the falling head, Ye Wuyou gently stood up, pulled his arm out of the other person's body, and grabbed a very weak soul.

Han Yue's soul opened his weak eyes at this moment, staring at Ye Wuyou, and said word by word.

"Ye Wuyou, I won't do that even if I become a ghost..."

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed pity, and he spoke with an extremely serious look.

"Don't talk, I'll send you on your way."

The last ray of Han Yue's soul finally dissipated.

Ye Wuyou gently closed his eyes, restrained his Qi, and operated the Wuxiang Heart Sutra. Surprisingly, a virtual image of the Dharma slowly emerged behind him.

"You..."

There was a slight footstep in the passage ahead, and the woman's unbelievable and slightly cold voice.

"Ye Wuyou... what are you doing."

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes, and the death aura on his body was restrained.

His eyes gently stared at the front.

A beautiful woman in a Taoist robe, with a very strange look in her eyes, was staring at him quietly.

Fang Ning.

And behind Fang Ning, a figure appeared again.

That was her protector, the fifth realm great supernatural power.

Ye Wuyou had a faint smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand, pointed at Han Yue's body and said.

"She wanted to kill me, so I killed her, is there a problem?"

"But why did you... use that kind of magic technique that devours other people's souls." Fang Ning frowned.

Ye Wuyou looked puzzled, and said softly.

"Magic? As a Taoist sect walker, is your understanding of things so superficial?"

"There is no distinction between good and evil in magic, Fang Ning, you are obsessed."

Fang Ning stared at Ye Wuyou in front of her.

She and Ye Wuyou didn't know each other for long.

As the other party said, the fairy Han Yue came to kill him, and he killed her.

There is nothing wrong with this.

But just now, Han Yue fell to the ground and Ye Wuyou killed someone, but Fang Ning saw it.

She couldn't tell, but it was very strange.

Ye Wuyou in front of her gave her a very strange feeling.

"Are you really Ye Wuyou?" Fang Ning asked slowly, questioning in her voice.

"I'm standing in front of you now, why are you asking me like this?" Ye Wuyou responded.

Fang Ning sneered, "Okay, then tell me, where is Bai Lu?"

Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly, with a puzzled tone.

"That's it? That demon fox has no fighting power, I left her in the outside world."

The old man who was a guardian of the fifth realm behind him said nothing, and looked back and forth between Fang Ning and Ye Wuyou.

Fang Ning wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Ye Wuyou.

He looked at the guardian of the fifth realm and said.

"Senior, I know a way to leave this place, why don't you accompany me?"