My practice narration is weird

Can I leave this place by killing this little monk?

This idea came up inexplicably, and it was completely inconsistent with Tian Yan's calculations.

Ye Wuyou only felt that he was a little confused just now. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that this matter was a bit absurd.

The Great Dao has no distance, and it is immortal. Not to mention what strange abilities the other party has as the remains of the Great Dao, even if he really kills the other party.

But the other party will still not disappear, but will only appear in other places.

The little monk nodded gently.

"Donor, if you still want to kill me, then do it, but I have a different idea from you. I will not appear in the outside world, but will appear again in this underground palace."

"By then, it will not be easy for the donor to find me."

"But if the donor wants to leave, you might as well go to the main hall to have a look."

"Why?" Ye Wuyou asked.

The little monk said sincerely.

"Donor, you have already guessed it in your heart, why do you ask even though you know it? Donor, you know in your heart that this place is forbidden, so when the meaning of the ban is no longer there, you can naturally leave this place."

"Can you see what I am thinking?" Ye Wuyou frowned.

"Donor, you showed it to me."

Ye Wuyou hated the feeling of being seen through from beginning to end. The last time was Lu Qingshan.

[Little bald donkey is ridiculous, that poor and pedantic scholar is fine, this bald donkey also wants to see through you, you look up to the sky and howl, raise your eyes, and the mystery of the sky will be added. From now on, no one in the world can see through you again]

The little monk's eyes were slightly startled, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and tried to open them wide.

Feeling the other party's changing expression, Ye Wuyou finally sat down at ease and chuckled and spoke.

"Okay, let's start now and have a good talk."

Even Ye Wuyou was slightly interested in the remains of the avenue that could be communicated.

"What are you?"

The little monk in front of him has a human body, but the familiar aura on his body shows that he is a remnant of the Great Dao, and is strange.

This is Ye Wuyou's determination, but what does the little monk think he is?

"I am a monk, a monk..."

Seeing Ye Wuyou's gently drawn blade, the little monk paused, curled his lips, and said silently.

"I should be... Buddha's legacy?"

Buddha's legacy is the remnant of the Great Dao, just a different name.

"Since you are Buddha's legacy, what are your abilities?"

"Donor, I am also confused, I don't have any abilities."

The little monk looked distressed, but then he seemed to think of something and said with joy.

"Donor, I run very fast, and I can leave safely whenever I encounter any danger. Is this my ability?"

Ye Wuyou sighed with his hand on his forehead.

After a while, Ye Wuyou thought: "Are you guarding this place like the old monk in Lianchi in this underground palace?"

The little monk thought: "Master Lianchi? I have seen him once, but I am different from them."

Them?

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and pointed his finger at the side hall at the back.

"Have you seen a guarding monk who should be here?"

"I have seen him before. I have a good relationship with Master Kuhai, but one day I slept with him and he disappeared." The little monk's eyes showed sadness.

Ye Wuyou's expression paused slightly. He seemed to have grasped some clues and asked again.

"Then, there is another monk. Have you seen him too?"

"Of course I have. One day I accompanied him to chant scriptures. Suddenly I felt very hungry and fell asleep."

"But when I woke up, he was gone too." The little monk said dejectedly.

The little monk raised his head and looked at Ye Wuyou, asking questions.

"Donor, tell me, why did they disappear?"

...

Xia Anmeng's figure finally changed. She leaned against the wall and looked at the little monk quietly.

In those phoenix eyes, a cold chill appeared at some point.

Ye Wuyou put down his hand, and his heart gradually cooled down.

He seemed to finally understand why the narrator claimed that he was in extreme danger the moment he saw the little monk.

This was something that had never happened before.

He was desperate to kill the other party, even if it was meaningless...

Ye Wuyou knew that strange things could devour each other.

But can strange devour strangeness...

This guy is not incapable!

His ability is probably to devour strangeness.

It's just that the little monk himself didn't know it.

Leave, must leave! No matter what method!

The little monk's eyes moved slightly at this moment, looked behind Ye Wuyou, and then stared at Ye Wuyou tightly, as if he wanted to eat him.

The little monk had a strange smile on his lips.

A childlike voice came slowly.

"Donor, you also have the Buddha's legacy."

Ye Wuyou's body stiffened instantly.

In his eyes, the little monk's strange smile was still hanging upside down, and the eyes that almost stared at him, as if he was eating people.

Good, good, damn, you finally fell in love with my "ghost", right?

Ye Wuyou lowered his head slightly, his fingertips had already clenched the handle of the knife, and a hideous look appeared in his eyes.

Want to swallow me?

[Explode! Explode, Explode, Explode! What are you thinking about now? You explode with him without saying a word, and the "Wu Xiang Xin Jing" is running to the extreme! Nine times of burning blood! Two fox tails plus your own, three lives to beat his one life! Flying dragon riding on the face, the advantage is mine! 】

Sorry, I, Ye Wuyou, never get stressed!

The second level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra - All beings are formless!

"Donor, can you do me a favor and accompany me to the main hall? The guy there is a very scary relic."

"When I opened my eyes for the first time, I heard the voice of the Buddha. He said that my birth could end everything in this underground palace, but I obviously don't have any ability. The three masters are better than me and have great magical powers. They can't do it, so how can I do it?"

"But donor, you also have the Buddha's relic. You must be very powerful. As long as you solve the forbidden object, you can leave this place."

The aura condensed slightly, and then forcibly stopped.

Ye Wuyou pulled the corner of his mouth.

If you said these words a second later, the development of things would not be under my control...

Go to the main hall...

I have always wanted to bypass that place, but now.

"Forget it, Lu Xun said, I'm here now." Ye Wuyou convinced himself.

This little monk is very scary, but he doesn't know it.

If I can use him and bring out his abilities, no matter how powerful the weirdness is, what can it do?

Seeing that Ye Wuyou is willing to go forward together, the little monk looked very happy.

He stood up from the ground, even jumped, and brushed off the dust on his clothes.

A trembling sound suddenly came from all directions in the underground palace.

The whole underground palace was shaking.

"That guy seems to have woken up? No, is it someone else who opened the door?" The little monk muttered to himself.

The little monk's expression showed hesitation for a moment, and then he turned his head decisively.

"Donor, why don't you go by yourself? It's time for me to recite the sutras for the Buddha. If I don't recite, the Buddha will be unhappy."

As soon as the little monk moved, he was grabbed by Ye Wuyou.

What are you thinking? I'm ready to do it, and you give up halfway?

"It's okay, the Buddha won't be unhappy." Ye Wuyou said lightly.

"But this matter is about merit, donor..."

"It's okay. I'll make a waterwheel after I go out and hang the fish on it to release it, so that you can get some merit." Ye Wuyou gave a good idea.

"Ah, so this is how it's solved!" The little monk was amazed.

At this moment, the underground palace suddenly erupted with a more violent tremor.

At the same time as the tremor, there was a sentence that was just like the previous one, but more shocking.

...

Since you have seen the future.

Why not worship!!!

The door of the main hall has been opened at this moment.

Three figures are standing at the door at this moment, or rather, only one person is standing at this moment.

Fang Ning and the five-level great supernatural power are kneeling on the ground without their control at this moment.

That illusory Dharma image flows behind Fang Ning, surrounded by lotus petals, but it collapses in an instant.

Her face is confused, as if she has seen something.

Daozu... Buddha...

The figures of those powerful beings appear in front of them at this moment.

There is only one person left here.

Ye Wuyou was still standing at this moment, with his knees slightly bent and his whole body tense.

But his face was still calm, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and he quietly looked at the figure on the main seat in the hall.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently extended a middle finger towards the figure.

"You are worthy?" He sneered.

The next second, his figure shattered into pieces, turned into dust, and slowly dissipated.

Only the middle finger was left, still standing proudly in the same place.

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[Damn it, you really can't stand it, why are there all kinds of ghost things in this world, and they want to erode your mind! ]

[You think about it for a while, and then slightly modify the illusion you see in front of you, and this time it will be fine]

After a while.

The surprised voice of a young man came from the dark passage.

"Fuck, Hatsune Miku?"