My practice narration is weird

Ye Wuyou followed a great eunuch in front of him and walked silently in the imperial city. At first, the surrounding scenery was a little shocking. The golden and magnificent palace walls were carved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The passing palace maids bowed their heads respectfully without any transgression.

Ye Wuyou felt a little nervous.

This nervousness did not come from the atmosphere of the imperial city, but from the old eunuch in front of him who was said to be the emperor's close friend.

He was obviously staggering when he walked, and his body still looked skinny under the wide robe, but it was this person who gave Ye Wuyou the feeling of running into Zhao Changhe just after entering the first realm.

The fifth realm? No, maybe the sixth realm?

[You only feel that the old thing in front of you is extraordinary, and there is a hint of hidden waste debris, but whether it is or not, you still need to try it yourself. You are interested in your heart, and you make a bold move, a dunk]

Not so.

"Master Ye, we are here."

Is this the place?

It was not a place where officials came to worship, but a delicate building in the garden. Standing outside the door, one could still hear people talking inside.

Since that day, Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu had spent nearly a week of boredom. Lu Qingshan disappeared without a trace, and the promise to see the Shinto pillar was also unfinished.

No one came to look for him, and Ye Wuyou did not dare to walk around the imperial city recklessly until today.

Pushing the door open, the scene in front of him made Ye Wuyou slightly stunned.

Slightly surprised, everyone in the hall was "acquaintances" in a sense.

There were not many people, only four.

Ye Wuyou had never seen this emperor who was said to be Lu Qingshan's fellow apprentice, but the latter was sitting high above the main seat at the moment. The majesty in his eyes and the clothes on his body could make people see his identity at a glance.

And on the lower right side was Lu Qingshan, sitting on the soft couch with a calm face, without saying anything, just listening quietly to what others said.

There were two more people.

It was the purple-robed youth and the gray-robed old man who had met once before. The latter was smiling and talking to the Yuan Emperor. On the contrary, the purple-robed youth was leaning lazily on the side, almost falling asleep, as if he had no interest in anything.

Hmm? The eunuch who led the way with him had stood behind the emperor without knowing when.

Lu Qingshan waved to him slightly and called Ye Wuyou to sit aside.

"This is my disciple." Lu Qingshan said softly.

Several eyes suddenly looked at Ye Wuyou and looked at him carefully. Ye Wuyou didn't like this feeling very much.

The gray-robed old man nodded slightly and was about to speak, but a voice came from the side faster.

"Hey, how long will it take you to die?" The purple-robed youth raised his head and said casually.

The scene was quiet for a moment, and Ye Wuyou looked at the other party calmly. There was no big fluctuation in the purple-robed youth's eyes, but he seemed to notice that the atmosphere was wrong and added with a smile.

"Don't mind. It's just that it's rare to see the same kind of people, so I'm used to asking."

"I didn't say anything."

After saying that, the purple-robed young man lay on the table and fell asleep.

Ye Wuyou frowned. What was this man thinking when he was talking so incoherently?

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the eyes of the gray-robed old man, and he spoke to dispel the awkward atmosphere in the scene.

As expected by Ye Wuyou, the other party really asked about what happened that day.

"Tell the truth." Lu Qingshan said lightly.

Ye Wuyou didn't hesitate and told the whole story of that day, including that he had a Qingqiu royal family demon fox as his life. He didn't cover up anything in his words, but just modified the existence of Xia Anmeng.

The gray-robed old man listened silently, without any anger on his face, and nodded after a moment.

It wasn't his sect member who died, so he naturally didn't care.

"I have understood what Mr. Ye said and will take the news back, but I don't know whether those families will accept this statement..."

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly, "Whether they accept it or not is their business. If they don't accept it, let them come and talk to me. I will give them an acceptable statement."

The gray-robed old man laughed dryly and lowered his brows. After a moment, he looked at Lu Qingshan who was opposite him.

"Lord Lu, I have another thing to tell you."

Lu Qingshan was unmoved.

"About the Lu family..." the gray-robed old man added.

Lu Qingshan then glanced at Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou hesitated for a while, but still got up and left.

He was actually a little curious in his heart. Lu Qingshan knew a lot about him, but he knew very little about Lu Qingshan.

But just as he left, the purple-robed young man who had been sleeping soundly on the table raised his head, then got up and walked out without saying anything, and kicked over several exquisite ornaments before leaving.

The grey-robed old man laughed dryly. He probably knew something about this Taoist.

His temperament changed drastically a few years ago. Later, he vaguely knew that the other party was deeply corrupted. He came to Da Yan from afar just for the divine Taoist method of Tian Yan.

Now he has not yet realized it, and his temperament has become more extreme. In a sense, he is already a hopeless dying man.

There are only four people left in the field, the grey-robed old man, Lu Qingshan, Emperor Yuan, and the eunuch.

Lu Qingshan did not care, but whispered to his junior brother.

"You should leave too."

Emperor Yuan was slightly stunned, but then the grey-robed old man looked at Emperor Yuan on the main seat, a trace of complex emotions flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"It's about Da Yan, maybe Your Majesty should also listen?"

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Ye Wuyou left the attic, and with the corner of his eye scanning lightly, he found a maid standing in the corner with her head lowered and her expression expressionless.

It seems to be the guy next to the purple robe...

Ye Wuyou didn't pay attention, but walked out alone.

Another person walked out from behind. The young man in purple robe had a rare smile on his face and strode to catch up with Ye Wuyou.

"Don't leave. It's rare to meet someone of the same kind. Why don't you and I communicate more?"

"Hey, what is it that you control? Tell me?"

"By the way, how long can you live?"

"I asked your master before, and he said that you haven't gone to the Shinto Pillar to understand it yet. I was waiting for you there for a whole week and never saw you come. Do you think you can learn it?"

Ye Wuyou rubbed the center of his eyebrows, wondering why this person was so verbose.

By the way, he also came to learn Shinto techniques? Are you waiting for me there specifically?

No wonder Lu Qingshan didn't find himself to understand the Shinto Pillar.

[You feel the curious gaze of the other person. He is eager to talk to you. Maybe you can find out some information from him, but it is a pity that you are dismissive of him. Also, what can a dying person say? 】

A dying person?

Ye Wuyou had some guesses in his mind.

This guy has the remains of the great road on his body. The other party didn't cover it up and he could feel it.

I just don’t know what his remains are, and the narrator can’t tell himself this.

Has the erosion reached its limit now?

The purple-robed young man followed Ye Wuyou three feet behind him, and small words kept coming from behind.

"Looking at your expression earlier, do you want to know what they are talking about inside? Haha, I know everything. Those old guys, including your master, will inevitably talk about some dirty things and make calculations. In the end, What's the use?"

Ye Wuyou's steps suddenly stopped.

The young man in purple robe looked slightly startled, but then he showed a happy smile.

"You don't have to look at me with such malicious eyes. Do you think your master must be a good person?"

He pointed to the pavilion beside the lake and chuckled.

"Come, let's go over there and talk."