My practice narration is weird

There was constant exchange of words in the hall.

The words came one after another. With the opening of Luohe this time, it coincided with the disaster of the monster clan in the north. Several forces in the Great Flame that had rarely interacted with each other were now finally sitting together.

Of course, there are also the guests who came all the way from Daxuan.

Lu Qingshan sat calmly aside, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Emperor Yuan was at the top, talking to others with a plain smile on his majestic face. The old eunuch was standing quietly behind him.

It's up to his junior brother to handle all this.

There was a trace of doubt in his closed eyes.

After cultivating Tianyan's method to the current state, the mystery of Shinto magic allows Lu Qingshan to have an invisible sense of some things in the future.

Lu Qingshan felt vaguely uneasy and palpitated after not seeing him for a long time.

So where does this uneasiness come from?

Monster clan? The demon clan had sneaked into the capital a few days ago, just to do some tricks under the earth's veins, hoping to destroy Tai'an in one fell swoop.

This is not a big deal.

The plan had long been ruined by himself.

He gently spread his hand, Tian Yan used it, and the villain tapped lightly.

The deduced scenes are all normal.

But being remote is the biggest abnormality.

The only drawback of Tianyan's method is that it cannot predict the changes caused by the strangeness.

Because it is strange, because these ruins of the avenue cannot be discussed by ordinary rules.

So this uneasiness is due to some invisible change caused by something weird?

Lu Qingshan frowned.

Could the scene Tian Yan witnessed that day be true?

Was Ye Wuyou responsible for the scene of mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the imperial city?

No, Ye Wuyou would not do such a thing.

And he doesn't have this ability.

But plan ahead.

"After Luohe today, let him leave Tai'an and return to Tianlan."

Lu Qingshan thought this way, but then he felt something. He raised his head slightly and looked outside the hall.

Qi suddenly appears and roars like thunder.

The hall, which was filled with conversations, fell silent for a moment.

Who is so bold as to hurt people in the imperial city and outside this palace?

Emperor Yuan glanced behind him, and the old eunuch understood it. He waved his hand gently, and the invisible formation covering the inside and outside of the hall instantly dissipated.

The scene outside the hall suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, carrying the force of wind and thunder, the energy turned into a majestic whirlpool, and the hard and simple steps exploded at this moment.

The mysterious light lingered, and the ancient green lotus emerged. The petals seemed to be dancing in the wind, and they chased forward lightly, but there seemed to be nowhere to escape.

Several completely different voices came.

"Why did you do what you did? Which sect did you belong to? What grudge does Ye Wuyou have against you?"

"You...kill him."

"Xu Qingyuan, I thought you were dead half a year ago. What do you want to do now when you stand in front of me? Should you say you are bold or reckless, killing the successor of the Imperial Master here? I admire you. madness."

The hall went from quiet to dead silence in an instant.

Countless eyes were now directed at one person in the field, looking at Lu Qingshan.

The latter's eyes seemed to be in a trance, but the next moment, he had already stepped outside the palace.

But there was one person who was a step faster. The old man in gray robe had already appeared outside the hall, standing next to the young man in blue robe.

"Xu Qingyuan? Didn't he die half a year ago? Even the jade tablet of his life was broken into pieces." The old man murmured.

Countless figures then jumped out of the hall, with awe-inspiring auras on their bodies and looking to the side.

There was a puddle of minced meat on the ground.

The girl in white stood aside with a sword in hand, her usually cold face now full of pain.

The young man in blue robe, now Daozi Zhang Shixuan, had a bright red color on his neck, but his eyes were still slightly narrowed, looking forward in confusion.

Fang Ning's hands still formed the ancient seals, her brows furrowed, and she didn't understand.

Xu Qingyuan? Who is that? Someone from Daxuan?

Why did he suddenly attack Ye Wuyou, and what method did he use to kill Ye Wuyou?

Everything happened almost instantaneously. Fang Ning didn't even react. She only felt that her mind was in a trance for a moment. Ye Wuyou, who was standing on the steps, instantly turned into flesh.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure who retreated dozens of feet away had a gloomy face at this moment, and the black long knife in his hand could not stop trembling slightly.

Ye Wuyou looked in front of him.

Bai Lu's eyes were showing a fierce light at this moment, looking coldly at the group of people outside the hall, with her hands spread out in front of Ye Wuyou.

The words and reminders of the narration just now caused his energy to emerge uncontrollably, and resolved the real murderous intention this time.

But this murderous intention did not come from the new Taoist who replaced Xu Qingyuan as he had expected.

But Fang Ning and Lu Caiwei.

What exactly are they doing?

Why do you say you are Xu Qingyuan?

Did they mistake the scraps of meat on the ground for Ye Wuyou?

"What on earth are you doing! He is Ye Wuyou!" Bai Lu frowned tightly and shouted to Fang Ning.

She only knew Fang Ning and Lu Qingshan.

However, Fang Ning frowned at Bai Lu and shook her head slightly.

"What are you thinking? He just... clearly killed Ye Wuyou."

But the next moment, Fang Ning's eyes were a little confused...

No, if Ye Wuyou died, what about Bai Lu?

But just as a trace of doubt appeared in Fang Ning's heart, the next second, an idea came to her mind inexplicably.

Yes, this is not Bai Lu, but just another demon fox. Demon foxes are best at changing their shapes.

Ye Wuyou gently grabbed Bai Lu's arm and shook his head.

"This is caused by the weirdness... Bai Lu, do you still recognize me?"

Bai Lu nodded, but shook her head after a moment.

"You look exactly like the Ye Wuyou I remember, but... I don't feel familiar, I even feel strange."

"But I'm not that stupid. The aura on your body, along with the mark of the contract, let me know that you are Ye Wuyou."

Is it because of the natal contract?

[Mortals are stupid after all! You are easily affected by this waste wreckage. Well, since the madman wanted to drag you into the game before, the way to break the game now is simple]

[Crush them! ]

Wreckage, wreckage again!

Thoughts in his mind were running fast, and Xu Qingyuan's previous abnormal scenes appeared in his eyes.

Why couldn't I tell the difference between the jailer and Xu Qingyuan before? It wasn't until Xu Qingyuan took action that I realized all this.

What was the last resort that Xu Qingyuan mentioned?

What did Xu Qingyuan think of when he realized that there might be a second Daozi to replace him?

His pupils suddenly shrank, and Ye Wuyou suddenly figured out something.

Give everything to yourself? Live for me?

He really lived for him.

In the eyes of everyone at this moment, his and Xu Qingyuan's identities have changed.

Is Xu Qingyuan, who I just killed and couldn't die any more, Ye Wuyou in their eyes?

[Identity Exchange]

Xu Qingyuan... You really deserve to die!

At this point, how could he still not understand what the madman was thinking in the end?

The madman thought that there might be a second Daozi who would replace him and inherit everything from him.

So in order to avoid this situation, Xu Qingyuan used his so-called last resort, the remains of the Dao whose face could not be seen clearly.

That was Xu Qingyuan's second weirdness.

He turned himself into Xu Qingyuan.

In this way, the one who inherits everything from him will be himself.

Xu Qingyuan thought that as long as his identity still existed, there would be no second Daozi.

The most perfect result is that Ye Wuyou is both the Daozi of Daxuan and the heir of the national master of Dayan.

But it is obvious that everything is out of expectation at the moment.

It has become the worst result.

There is one more strange Daozi, one more Xu Qingyuan who should have died, and one less Ye Wuyou.

"I said, don't do unnecessary things in [Recall]... Self-righteous fools can't predict what the future will be like."

A familiar voice suddenly came.

"Stop."

Lu Caiwei, who was about to attack again, paused, and the gray-robed old man suddenly showed his aura, but after hearing the voice, he also silently gave way.

The thought was only a moment, and when Ye Wuyou saw Lu Qingshan walking out of the hall, his heart was shocked.

It was the first time he saw his master's trance look.

But Ye Wuyou calmed down immediately.

He opened his hands to the crowd and Lu Qingshan, and the three layers of Tianyan appeared in his palms.

Ye Wuyou knew that only Lu Qingshan could understand what this meant.

Even though the weirdness seemed to change people's perception of [identity], it could not change what he controlled, nor the memories he had.

Tianyan, only he knew Tianyan!

However, this move did not cause any waves.

Instead, Bai Lu was stunned at this moment, and then said in a hurried tone.

"What are you doing now?"

Lu Qingshan looked away from the crushed corpse as if he had not seen anything, and slowly looked forward.

Looking at Ye Wuyou in front.

There was confusion in his eyes, and even a hint of anger that he had never seen before.

Lu Qingshan slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wuyou.

There was a hint of disbelief and deep confusion in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

"Master, Lu Qingshan!!! I am Ye Wuyou!" He roared in the deepest pain.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou was on the edge of an abyss.

[The stinking scholar of the past has already been full of murderous intent towards you. Yes, he has long had bad intentions. The inexplicable fear before is like a thorn in your heart]

[How can this group of mortals see through the impact caused by the debris of the avenue? ]

[Now you no longer hesitate. After thousands of years, you will never allow anyone to stab you in the back! Send them to transcendence, they will understand all this, and they should have no regrets in the underworld]

Only weirdness can contend with weirdness.

The impact of [Recall] and [Identity Exchange] has turned the situation into an unprecedented situation.

A strong crisis of life and death came.

In Ye Wuyou's eyes, the black shadow behind Lu Qingshan seemed to move.

Enough!

He grabbed Bai Lu, and the ghost wrapped them both and fell into hiding.

But can this really prevent Lu Qingshan from casting [Death]?

Lu Qingshan still stretched out his hand, pointing to the blank space in front of him.

But there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes.

That finger never fell.

The face of that figure was obviously very unfamiliar, that was not Ye Wuyou.

But the last sentence.

"Master, Lu Qingshan!!! I am Ye Wuyou!"

Lu Qingshan's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He seemed to remember something.

Tianyan.

Is Ye Wuyou really dead?

The last scene he saw in the Tianyan method.

The starry night filled the sky, and I stood outside the main hall and saw the scene.

In the square filled with corpses and blood, Ye Wuyou walked over with a knife.

But Ye Wuyou died, how did that scene happen?

If Ye Wuyou dies, then who is that person?

Then if he is still alive...

So, could the scene I saw and deduced actually happen?

No matter which one.

Even Lu Qingshan couldn’t accept it!

Lu Qingshan, who had always had a calm face and a calm expression in the past, now had a trace of pain and confusion in his eyes.

That Daozi in blue robe, Zhang Shixuan's eyes were cold at the moment, and the wound on his neck was still aching.

He turned around, first glanced at the slope-footed maid, and then looked at Mr. Song, the protector of the Sixth Realm.

"Mr. Song, can't we just let Xu Qingyuan go like this?"

"He is obviously dead, but he is still alive now. Should he give up his secrets to others?"

"Not to mention anything else, this method of concentrating breath that is not limited to any body shape is pretty good."

Mr. Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a glance, Daxuan and the others who came with him were about to chase after him to investigate.

But he was stopped by a voice.

"you dare!"

Lu Qingshan, who was still in pain just now, now raised his head and looked at everyone with indifferent eyes, not hiding the... murderous intention in it at all.

"No matter what this person has done, I will bring him back personally." Lu Qingshan said coldly.

Mr. Song was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"Master Lu, Xu Qingyuan is actually the former Taoist disciple of my Daxuan Baiyun Temple. He died half a year ago... and should be left to our disposal."

What responded to him was a calm voice.

"Do you need Lu to tell you again?"

Mr. Song looked silent, and finally lost his voice.

Those who have practiced to their level are different from those younger ones.

They knew a lot of secrets, so they more or less had a consensus.

But don't push people with strange intentions to a dead end.

Otherwise, the development of things will be unpredictable.

Lu Qingshan's eyes calmly swept around, looked at Lu Caiwei, and was about to say something.

Suddenly there was a flurry of energy in the hall behind him.

Accompanied by a loud shout.

On the main seat, Emperor Yuan had just stood up, his eyes widened, and a palm stretched out from his chest.

Emperor Yuan, who had been on the throne of Great Yan for more than thirty years, his eyes were distracted at this moment, and he used his last bit of strength to tilt his head slightly.

"You, you...why?"

Emperor Yuan didn't understand.

Why did the old man who had been by his side since he was the prince suddenly stab him in the back?

The old eunuch behind him had calm eyes, but the expression on his face became increasingly weird.

The old eunuch couldn't help laughing after all.

next moment.

The old eunuch's figure was lifted up by a huge force, the wall collapsed, and the flesh and blood on the eunuch's body exploded.

Punch after punch, the force that could easily knock Ye Wuyou away suddenly landed on the old eunuch.

But then, Lu Qingshan's eyes froze.

The old man beneath him, who was originally a eunuch, suddenly changed his appearance.

Emperor Yuan.

No, it's not just the face.

The temperament, breath, voice, everything is exactly the same as Li Yuan.

"Senior brother, do you want to kill me?" The words came from the person below him with confusion.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, and then punched the man in the face again.

Roaring sounds came from the hall.

The old man of Daozong was taking the elixir for the angry Emperor Yuan, but his brows were still furrowed.

It seems... hopeless?

Lu Qingshan's figure took a few steps back and looked at the huge figure in front of him.

The body is like an ape, with white head and red feet.

"Zhu Yan... So it turned out that you were the one who was rescued by those evildoers from the Heavenly Prison?"

Lu Qingshan naturally remembered this monster that was once imprisoned in the sky prison.

The monster called Zhu Yan was very strong. It was once only in the fourth realm, but it reached the sixth realm in just a few months.

Zhu Yan cannot be killed lightly.

From ancient times to the present, the appearance of Zhu Yan has represented war.

What Lu Qingshan wanted to know was why no one could detect the existence of this demon.

As if to answer everyone's doubts, Zhu Yan stretched out his human-like claws and lightly waved his face with a ferocious laugh.

Faces appeared on his face.

The elderly, young children, women, men, young people, adults...

The faces were changing crazily, and the aura on the demon's body was as normal as a human's.

[Thousands of people and thousands of faces]

Lu Qingshan sighed softly, with a hint of belated understanding in his eyes.

The reason why his Tianyan cannot deduce these changes... is it because there are too many weird things here?

The changes brought about by the strangeness are impossible to calculate.

How many strange things are there in this Great Yan Imperial City at this moment?

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingshan even forgot some things in the current complicated situation.

[Death] [Recall] [Identity Replacement] [Ghost] [Thousands of People and Thousands of Faces]

If you add in the unknown weirdness of the blue-robed Daozi, and the [forgetfulness] that Ye Wuyou has never integrated into.

It's equivalent to seven weird bodies gathered in this small hall at the same time.

Zhu Yan laughed loudly at this moment.

He didn't seem to want to leave alive.

"You guys are really interesting... You guys have ruined several of our plans in a row. As the last link in the plan, I am of no use now."

"I wanted to continue hiding, but after thinking about it, it would be nice to kill your emperor for fun with such a good opportunity, right?"

Ten thousand swords pierced the heart.

The leader of the Sword Sect appeared in the hall at some point, and the aura of the peak of the Sixth Realm of Heavenly Power instantly crushed Zhu Yan to the ground.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. I don't want to leave alive. I really want to know how you ruined our plans in a row?"

Plan, what plan?

"At first, we used this strangeness, in conjunction with the demon fox from Qingqiu, to make all the demons transform and enter your territory. It would take at most half a year to infiltrate the entire territory, but you discovered it. How did you crack it?"

"We lost a lot of strength in that temple. Three months ago, we gave that guy a sword made of the blood of tens of millions of lives. It would have taken at most a few months for it to escape perfectly, and no one could stop it, but you destroyed it."

"As a result, both plans went wrong. It is meaningless for me to stay in your imperial city as the last person to do it."

Is that so... So that's how it is. It was a coincidence that caused all this.

It seems that Ye Wuyou discovered it all.

Is this a coincidence?

Is this just a coincidence!

Lu Qingshan didn't want to listen at all at this moment.

He first walked to his junior brother's side, squatted down, and his eyes were calm.

The old man of the Dao Sect beside him pondered for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Lu Qingshan, I have used a secret method to keep him alive, but it is also a method that overdraws everything, at most seven days."

"What about after seven days?"

The old man of Dao Sect did not speak.

Lu Qingshan was silent for a long time.

"Thank you very much."

There was a roar outside the hall again.

Accompanied by the surging of qi and a hysterical roar.

"Come and die!"

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Outside the hall.

At the moment when the roar broke out in the hall, almost all the practitioners of Da Yan around rushed in again.

Daozi Zhang Shixuan, who was dressed in a blue robe, stood outside the hall with a gloomy face, not caring about what happened in the hall.

They were not from Da Yan, so they naturally didn't care about the life and death of the emperor.

In a sense, if the emperor died, it would not be a good thing...

His eyes swept over the sword-wielding girl and frowned slightly.

Is this the woman who was once expelled from the Lu family?

The latter was staring at the pile of corpse fragments on the ground at this moment.

A few pieces of purple robes were blown away by the wind.

Then, Lu Caiwei turned and left without saying a word.

Tsk, it seems that the woman of the Lu family cares about this descendant of Lu Qingshan...

Unfortunately, he is already dead.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Shixuan tilted his head and said lightly.

"Old Song, that should be Xu Qingyuan. When he was alive, do you know what he controlled?"

"I don't know either."

Zhang Shixuan was not surprised and continued.

"Half a year ago, he left the sect alone and went to an unknown place. He died outside, but now he is standing in front of us alive."

"Old Song, I don't want to see him, but I want his secrets. What do you think?"

Zhang Shixuan looked at the gray-robed old man.

The latter was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"Daozi, at this critical moment, it is better not to make trouble, so as not to ruin the plan, how about it?"

Zhang Shixuan had a faint smile on his lips, and his tone was cold.

"Old Song also knows the plan, so you should know who is the key in the plan."

"Since it involves the sect, I certainly want to contribute, but now I am confused, and I happened to be injured and in poor condition. I am afraid that I will accidentally delay the plan."

Old Song sighed and waved his hand towards the dark.

The next moment, he rushed out, followed by several figures.

They went to the entrances and exits of the formations in various parts of the imperial city.

Although Xu Qingyuan is currently escaping from this place with an unknown method of [hiding], there are formations in the imperial city, and entry and exit are restricted.

As long as his group firmly controls the imperial city, how easy will it be for the other party to escape?

If they leave by force, the formation will be abnormal.

Zhang Shixuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xu Qingyuan, since you are not dead, what is the meaning of appearing now?

He is very afraid of Xu Qingyuan.

That guy, who was once a Taoist of Baiyun Temple, disdained the words of the elders of the sect, even the sect master, and no one could restrain him.

Zhang Shixuan was once very curious. Since the other party was so rampant, no one could kill him?

But he died in the end.

He left the sect alone and died somewhere unknown.

If he hadn't died, many things would not have happened to him.

Looking at the figures of several people leaving, Zhang Shixuan snorted coldly and turned to step into the hall.

The dark blue ghost hand emerged gently.

The phantom of the zither sword appeared in an instant.

Together with the extremely sharp blade, it bloomed an extremely brilliant vortex of qi.

Zhang Shixuan's eyes were stunned, and he raised his hand to use his magical powers, and the weirdness behind him emerged.

The next moment, he only saw Ye Wuyou's red and bloodshot eyes, with the strongest killing intent.

He didn't leave? How dare he still be here?

The wide palace gate was now completely reduced to ruins.

There was another pile of debris on the ground.

The purple and blue robes were torn and mixed together.