My practice narration is weird

The young man in purple robe had a dull expression, standing on the cloud boat, his big sleeves fluttering, slowly revealing the eroded arm that was riddled with holes and looked like a dead man.

There was no anger in his eyes, but instead a feeling of sympathy for the same kind when they meet the same kind.

The formation on the imperial city suddenly opened at this moment.

Countless sights surrounded him, and then a figure slowly emerged from them.

He was just an ordinary middle-aged scholar wearing a blue shirt.

The purple-robed young man looked away from Ye Wuyou and looked behind him with a somewhat exploratory look. An illusory figure invisible to ordinary people appeared in his eyes.

Countless auras rose up near the imperial city and locked onto the cloud boat.

The young man wanted to look again, but the old man behind him took the lead and stopped in front of him.

Song Yun bowed slightly, clasped his fists and bowed respectfully.

"Song Yun, I have met Mr. Lu."

His aura is much stronger than Lu Qingshan's, and he is also older than Lu Qingshan, but his respectful expression at this moment does not seem to be fake.

Lu Qingshan looked at him calmly, and after a while, he asked softly.

"you know me?"

"When I traveled to Great Yan forty years ago, I had an encounter with your honorable master. I met you once at that time."

Lu Qingshan's expression rarely showed a hint of thought. Forty years ago, when he was only ten years old?

I remembered.

At that time, a man who looked similar to the old man in front of him came up to spar, and was slapped away by his master.

I see……

"You are a guest, please come in."

Yunzhou slowly sailed into the imperial city. Li Yuan stood below and watched the scene, his brows furrowed tightly.

He didn't contact Daxuan's people.

In other words, even if he had the idea of ​​asking for help, he had not yet had time to implement it.

The other party came uninvited.

What on earth did they come for?

The young man in purple robe stood on the cloud boat. As the cloud boat moved, he passed by Lu Qingshan who was standing in the air.

But just when they were about to stagger, the young man asked with a smile on his face.

"Senior Lu, what...do you have control over?"

Lu Qingshan did not respond.

The young man in purple robe did not ask any more questions.

It wasn't until Yunzhou landed and someone led them to meet Li Yuan that the old man behind him spoke softly.

"Taozi, forgive me for being blunt, don't speculate on the things of that senior."

"Mr. Song, when you say this, do you know what he controls?"

Song Yun shook his head slightly and sighed.

"It can only be regarded as a guess..."

"It's just a guess, so it's meaningless. I'll figure it out."

The young man in purple robe smiled and did not take the old man's words to heart.

Song Yun still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by the other party's cold words.

"Mr. Song, you forgot, I will definitely know what I want to know."

Song Yun said no more.

Maybe everything will be as the other party said, and there is nothing that this Taozi cannot master.

He has been guarding the other party for more than twenty years, but he still doesn't know the power of the strangeness controlled by the other party.

Not even a trace of it was noticed, not even a guess could be made.

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Lu Qingshan stepped in front of Ye Wuyou.

Before Ye Wuyou could say anything, he felt a huge force coming from his hand. The next moment, the long knife was released from his hand, and his whole body stepped back several feet before he could stop.

You know, I am not in the three realms before...

The realm of support that Xia Anmeng gave him receded like the tide at this moment. Ye Wuyou looked up and saw Lu Qingshan's somewhat silent eyes.

Very strange thoughts came from the bottom of my heart, and along with them, there was a feeling of numbness all over my body.

The bloody long knife had fallen into Lu Qingshan's hands at this moment. He held the handle of the knife and seemed to be feeling something.

Lu Qingshan looked at Ye Wuyou, and a gentle voice came from in front of him.

"It's a good sword, but it's stained with too much karma. Wuyou, don't you notice there's something wrong with it?"

wrong?

What could be wrong?

Ye Wuyou was thinking for a moment, but he soon thought of something.

Holding a knife for the first time in the underground palace, the scene that washed over his mind made him lose his strength and fly out.

After that, another 'Ye Wuyou' was used to remove the bloody sword, but even that stronger 'self' was shattered immediately and could not bear it.

Afterwards, I took the sword and brought it over. I was extremely cautious at that time and used it wrapped in a ghost hand.

But this time, he directly grasped the handle of the knife.

From then on, all the killings seemed to come naturally, and there was no need to think about it at all.

Killing with a knife is as smooth as eating and drinking.

Did you neglect it? Or forgot? Why is it so natural?

[There is no oversight, you are disdainful in your heart, this is your knife! 】

No, no!

Ye Wuyou looked confused, Lu Qingshan walked up to him and pointed between his eyebrows.

A cold feeling came from the bottom of his heart. Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and looked at Lu Qingshan first, then slowly moved towards the bloody sword.

He thought about it for a while, but smiled quite proudly.

"Lu Qingshan, just now I felt that if you didn't come, I would really kill those people."

Lu Qingshan finally had a hint of calmness on his face, and Ye Wuyou's words only earned him a sneer.

"Wuyou, that old man is in the Sixth Realm. Do you think you are a teacher? Can you cross the border and kill people?"

"Why not?" Ye Wuyou felt that Lu Qingshan's words were biased.

Putting aside all external forces, Ye Wuyou did not feel that he was much behind the fourth realm. If it was just the fourth realm like Han Yue, he should be able to beat him.

Lu Qingshan thought for a while and responded.

"Master can surpass two realms."

Ye Wuyou's expression was calm.

Oh, then if it were me, it would be the third realm against the fifth realm?

If "Medicine Grandma" could always be with me... it would not be a bad idea.

Until Lu Qingshan's next words came.

"Wuyou, the two realms that Master said do not refer to the third realm and the fifth realm."

Ye Wuyou tilted his head, looking puzzled.

Lu Qingshan smiled lightly.

"It's the lower three realms and the upper three realms."

Hmm?

Stop bragging. If you brag like this, the combat power would have collapsed long ago if it was a story.

Ye Wuyou felt it was ridiculous when he first heard it.

But this was what his master said.

The voice of the narrator rang in Ye Wuyou's mind, and he suddenly responded subconsciously.

"Lu Qingshan, you can do it, so can I."

Lu Qingshan blinked, helpless, and tapped the long sword in his hand with his fingertips.

"Wuyou, if your strength is as good as your mouth, I will be very relieved."

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth, it was bad, the closer you are to the red, the closer you are to the black, how could he become as arrogant as the narrator under the influence of his ears and eyes.

The bloody long sword fell into Lu Qingshan's hands, and then Ye Wuyou could see that the dark red on it slowly faded and turned into black as ink.

The long sword was handed back to Ye Wuyou by Lu Qingshan, bringing only a heavy feeling, and there was no other weirdness.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the disappeared Yunzhou at this moment, and then looked at Lu Qingshan.

The aura of the purple-robed young man was very familiar to Ye Wuyou.

"On that young man just now..."

"Master knows that there are always people like you and me who are lucky and have good luck. It's not uncommon."

"They are not kind and don't look like good people." Ye Wuyou said silently.

However, Lu Qingshan laughed, as if he heard a joke, pointing at Ye Wuyou and speaking.

"It doesn't matter if they are not kind or not like good people, but Wuyou, the other person didn't say a word, and you held a knife and let him come down to die. Who is more unkind?"

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a long time, as if this was the truth.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. Master probably knows their intentions."

"Do you need help?"

Lu Qingshan had a pleasant look in his eyes, but shook his head.

"Not really, Wuyou, you have more important things to do now."

"What?"

Lu Qingshan pondered.

"Your fox demon doesn't have much ability, but his temperament is becoming more and more like you. When he is indecisive, he will risk his life. What's more, the skills he has practiced are the seven emotions, six desires, ten emotions and eight sufferings. He has directly detonated the "anger" in his body, which makes him so ferocious."

"I see, then what?"

"When the word "anger" disappears, it will turn into "desire."

"What do you mean..."

"In short, your fox is going to be in heat."