My practice narration is weird

Chapter 118 Drawing the Sword

Instead of transcending all living beings thirty thousand miles away, we should send all living beings in the world to transcendence and go to the paradise world...

When the demon said those words, there was silence in the hall.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything, he just tilted his head and looked at the blue-white demon with interest.

After all these years, you have understood well enough to realize this?

There was not much excitement in my heart, no anger, no shock, no horror...

You can say something very unpleasant, but it is nothing more than a joke to me, no matter what you say.

The silence was soon broken by a burst of piercing laughter.

"After all these years, you have understood well, and you have just realized this?"

'Ye Wuyou', who was pinned to the ground by the green demon and kept being crushed into dust, had a still intact head on his broken half body, his hair was messy, and he was grinning.

He couldn't die, but he couldn't defeat this smaller green demon. If he couldn't hit it with one blow, he completely lost the chance.

Even so... His body that turned into dust began to condense at a slower pace.

No power is eternal. After all, 'Ye Wuyou' relies on the strange ability of the man in the mirror to exist. The strange power seems to have a certain limit.

The blue-white demon swung its fist again, breaking half of the talking head of 'Ye Wuyou'.

But then, the half head with only a nose and a mouth suddenly opened its mouth, and then bit the blue-white demon fiercely.

He kept biting and biting, but the blue-white demon ignored him and just scattered his body.

But no matter what, the broken head clung to the blue-white demon's body, chewing it from time to time.

He gave up on condensing his body, and instead focused all his recovery on his head.

Pieces of blue-white demon flesh and blood were chewed off by him. The chewing seemed to be in vain. 'Ye Wuyou' didn't even have a body. Where could this flesh and blood go?

But the flesh and blood just disappeared...

Can weird things swallow weird things?

Normally, it cannot be swallowed.

Whether they are "mute women", "footless men" or "ghosts", although they appear to have bodies, in fact their bodies are just an illusory form and have nothing to do with flesh and blood.

Ye Wuyou, who was next to the main seat, narrowed his eyes slightly, a little surprised.

Now the demon is merging itself with Weirdness, but it is making this Weirdness have flesh and blood.

It seems a bit similar to that little monk.

"I'm curious, how did you do it?" Ye Wuyou asked softly.

The green-white demon above the main seat still looked a little intoxicated, and he slowly responded after a moment.

"The poor monk is a demon clan, and he is also a great demon with noble blood. He has a kind of innate magical power of rebirth of flesh and blood..."

"This Buddha's relic originally wanted to corrode the poor monk, but every time a part of his body was eroded, the poor monk's talent would continue to heal his body. But this was of no use. It only delayed the erosion of this relic."

"But when Buddhism suppressed me here, the poor monk also learned the method of integrating consciousness into the relics, but the donor also knew that this method did not seem to be so intact. After a few years, it was the relics that possessed your consciousness. Or are you integrating your consciousness into the legacy? The poor monk thought that this method was inappropriate, so he came up with a new method during these long years. "

"Since I have such a talent, why not use myself as a cage and the rebirth of flesh and blood as a medium to trap the legacy in my body for life."

"It kept eroding the poor monk's body, and my talent continued to repair the body and grow new flesh and blood. It eroded again... In the end, a delicate balance was reached. Perhaps the poor monk's body has been eaten by it over the years. There is so much flesh and blood that it actually has the body of a poor monk."

Ye Wuyou was moved by it.

Whether it's the royal demon fox's natural talent for the death-replacing technique or the flesh-and-blood rebirth of the demon in front of him, it seems to be much more powerful than humans.

The innate magical power can repair and delay strange erosion, which is almost the same as Tianyan's method, but Tianyan will not let his own flesh and blood be reborn...

Ye Wuyou said calmly.

"If that's the case, then why don't you want me to help you unlock the seal, go to the outside world, and save this world?"

The blue-white demon slowly turned his head, his drunken expression seemed a little excited, but he still shook his head.

"The poor monk had this ability at the beginning, but now he does not have the ability to transcend the world. Therefore, the poor monk is atoning for his sins and also waiting."

"wait for what?"

"While waiting for endless years, this relic will one day completely merge with me. At that time, the poor monk will have the ability to transcend the world. This method can only be achieved by the poor monk."

Indeed, only this demon can do it.

This method of dealing with weird monsters is a good one, but it takes too long.

Thousands of years have passed, and the world has turned into mulberry fields.

Ye Wuyou thought for a while and nodded.

"In that case, I won't ask any more questions, but to leave this place, besides breaking your seal, there should be another way, right?"

The blue-white demon thought for a while, and just as he was about to speak, his head was hit hard!

The energy poured out, and a punch mixed with "burning blood" hit the blue-white demon's head hard, and the head instantly cracked open.

Ye Wuyou's voice came quickly.

"As long as I kill you, the seal here will have no meaning."

The blue-white demon slowly raised its head, its flesh and blood regenerated, and it returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

The demon spoke, his voice filled with perplexity and admonishment.

"Donor, the Buddhist monk led thousands of disciples to perform rituals for three months, but they were unable to save me. Your efforts are in vain."

"Even if I sit still and let you beat me, you will only exhaust your energy, but I will still be fine..."

The demon paused because he saw Ye Wuyou's figure.

A smile appeared on the young man's face, and the smile was somewhat sarcastic.

"How long are you going to lie?"

"Lie? When have I ever lied to you?"

Ye Wuyou did not respond to the demon's words, and his eyes were already looking at the Vajra Pestle on his chest.

[Quick, take it down, that's your knife! How can you stick it into this ugly thing! ]

The narrator has been shouting in his mind for a long time.

The Vajra Pestle gradually revealed its true appearance in his eyes.

A bloody long knife.

That would never be the ban of Buddhism.

Instead, there was a faint breath on it, flowing into the demon's body.

Of course, if I guessed wrong, and this knife is a real forbidden object...

It's wrong, so be it.

Ye Wuyou just wants to leave here, if he accidentally releases this demon.

"What does it have to do with me!" He whispered.

The words are exactly the same as the previous 'Ye Wuyou'.

Why should I be hunted? So many people want me dead, why should I care about the life and death of others?

Bai Changzai has died for me, I've...

Enough, enough, enough!

There are tall people to hold up the sky when it falls. If the world can't deal with this demon now, then when this demon completely merges the weirdness, will it be better?

He stretched out his hand, and under the demon's unbelievable eyes, he grabbed the bloody long knife heavily.

I just got home last night, so the update is a bit late

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