My practice narration is weird

Da Yan border, mountain city.

There were people scattered in the roadside teahouse.

There were two or three shouts from the street.

People were fanning themselves in front of people, and slapping their heads on the table.

"Ahem, we just talked about the successor of the national teacher, Ye Wuyou, who killed his way from Tianlan City to the capital, and countless disciples of the sects failed to stop him."

"This time, let's tell another story... It was half a month ago, the story of Luohe, which happened once every ten years in Da Yan."

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"It happened in a flash, and the former Taoist Xu Qingyuan, who disappeared for half a year and came back to life, cut off Ye Wuyou's head with a knife."

"Under the eyes of the public, next to his confidante, the only successor of the national teacher of Da Yan was crushed by the aura with his body..."

"Let's talk about that crazy Disciple Xu Qingyuan, one man and one sword, chopped from the east to the west of the imperial city, from the west to the south, and then from the south to the north, without blinking an eye, going in and out seven times, invulnerable to swords and spears..."

"Killed the Taoist of Baiyun Temple, killed the envoys from Daxuan, and killed the Yuan Emperor and the Crown Prince..."

"Finally, in front of the Jinluan Palace, he crushed the bones of the famous Lu Guoshi... Taking advantage of the night, he left quietly. "

After the storyteller finished speaking, he gently drank a sip of cool tea, and smiled at the silent Jianghu practitioners in the hall.

Someone raised doubts.

"He killed so many people without blinking an eye? How is it possible? Doesn't he have eyes to do?"

The old man's face suddenly fell.

Someone else spoke loudly.

"You, you told us for a month that Ye Wuyou had traveled thousands of miles to kill people across the border, but what does it mean now? He was killed by Xu, what was that? "

"Yes, yes, you said last time that the man surnamed Ye had three heads and eight hands, so he was hard to be hurt by gods and ghosts. What does it mean now?"

"Why does it sound more and more fake the more I listen? No matter how strong Xu Qingyuan is, can he still kill that national teacher?"

The discussion was endless, and the teahouse was extremely lively.

What Ye Wuyou was vulnerable, the national teacher Lu Qingshan was just seeking fame, the imperial city was a bunch of good-for-nothings, and Xu Qingyuan was the real genius.

However, these topics only lasted for a while. When the storyteller came on stage again and told the story of a misty rain and powder play in the rivers and lakes, everyone's mind was quickly attracted by the beautiful woman in the story...

State affairs, family affairs, rivers and lakes affairs, world affairs, no matter how big the matter is...

In fact, in the eyes of many people, it is just a lively chat after dinner, and a feeling.

There is such a table in the teahouse. No matter how lively the surroundings are, this table is always quiet, just listening quietly without saying a word.

But there is a voice that is making a lot of noise.

[You heard the words of these ignorant mortals, and sneered in your heart. What kind of waste is that sickly kid who can be compared with you? ]

[It is unreasonable. This group of vulgar warriors dared to call you Ye Tiandi by your name. You frowned, and the ghost hands were entangled. They have already died! ]

Ye Wuyou, who had already used illusion to change his face, sat there quietly, his face showed aftertaste, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There are several portraits of Xu Qingyuan hanging on the wall of the teahouse.

Not only in the teahouse, but also along the way.

However, the thunder is loud but the rain is small, and the intensity of the pursuit is not strict.

Ye Wuyou looked at the woman sitting opposite him. The woman was wearing a veil, covering half of her beautiful and charming face, which was considered to reduce some covetous eyes.

Unlike Ye Wuyou, Bai Lu's expression was quite cautious. She looked around from time to time, as if she was afraid of any danger.

Ye Wuyou tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, brought Bai Lu's mind back, and whispered softly.

"Did you hear the message in the storyteller's words?"

Bai Lu looked confused, tilted her head and thought for a while, nodded seriously.

"I heard it."

"What?"

"They said that you, Ye Wuyou, are vulnerable, seeking fame and reputation, a bunch of good-for-nothings, and you have eight heads and sixteen hands."

[Your eyes flashed coldly, but the fox in your arms dared to mock you, how vulnerable you are, there is a good inn 300 meters away from the street, you should fight with it immediately, to see who is vulnerable! 】

Ye Wuyou was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and said nothing.

It has been half a month since he left Tai'an.

Before that, he and Bai Lu had been walking carefully on the small paths in the mountains, and really didn't care about the subsequent development of those events.

There was no way to care.

Today, I heard such a story.

Is it exaggerated? It is a bit exaggerated.

But it is obvious that others deliberately described the matter like this.

The remaining two princes of Dayan are fighting for that seat.

And what about Daxuan?

First, he killed the Taoist who replaced Xu Qingyuan, and then lost several great magical powers. Finally, it seems that there is a group of people coming, but they were killed by Lu Qingshan.

The status of that group of people is only high, not low.

Died in your Dayan Imperial City, do you have to give an explanation?

How to give?

Give a poor explanation.

This pot cannot be taken by Dayan.

The two princes, who were so stupid, still had some sense in the end. They gave the same response and cried.

The emperor is dead, the imperial master is gone, the imperial city is destroyed, and our newly famous successor to the imperial master is gone.

Never mind who actually did it.

Anyway, it was Xu Qingyuan who did it now!

By the way, Xu Qingyuan is your Daxuan man.

Now that I, Da Yan, have no face, if I don’t go to you to ask for an explanation, then should Da Xuan put the conflict on that guy?

Da Yan is also a victim!

This pot obviously fell on Xu Qingyuan who jumped out of nowhere.

Ye Wuyou had a lot of thoughts, and considering that the road was full of portraits of "himself", he was cautious for a long time, but he didn't encounter any decent pursuit in Dayan, so he figured out one thing.

Dayan didn't think about dealing with "Xu Qingyuan".

For the sect, Xu Qingyuan solved the emperor and Lu Qingshan for them.

As for the remaining princes who cried out that they wanted to avenge their father...

Forget it, they have to become "Father King" themselves before they can think about future matters.

As for the news on Daxuan's side, Ye Wuyou had no way of knowing what was going on in other countries for the moment, but thinking about it, it wouldn't be too peaceful.

After putting away his thoughts, Ye Wuyou looked calm, without too many complicated emotions in his eyes.

fine.

At least all of this was done by "Xu Qingyuan".

Although now he is Xu Qingyuan in other people's perception.

But as long as he finds that "weird" and changes his identity, he will be Ye Wuyou.

As for how to exchange it back, we have to obtain the "weirdness" first.

The little black figure under the table gathered in his hand and kowtowed gently.

seven times.

Seven levels of Tianyan.

There was a fleeting look of complexity in Ye Wuyou's eyes, but soon, the picture became clear in his eyes.

He has deduced this picture many times.

It was a mountain gate, a not that big sect.

Ye Wuyou could see the text mark on the stone tablet at the entrance of the mountain.

Return to Yuanzong.

There is a small character at the end, Xuan.

This is somewhere in Daxuan.

The picture flashed by, and a young man with a happy expression was standing inside the mountain gate.

When Xu Qingyuan died, due to [retrospection], the remains of the avenue he owned were not at the same time as Ye Wuyou, so naturally there was no way to obtain them.

But with Xu Qingyuan's death, the remains that should have been on his body may appear anywhere due to the endless road.

Is the boy in the picture the current owner of [Identity Replacement]?

Find him, and then what to do?

[You have already had an idea about this matter. It is the most useless piece of trash and can only be used on yourself. Those stupid guys can't touch your true identity at all, and they can't even tell who you are.]

[Therefore, he already has a way to die! 】

Can you only control the weirdness by yourself?

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment.

Now I am used to seeing life and death.

Is it just murder? Just find him and kill him... that's all.

Need to worry?

But then, he shook his head, why did he care about this.

There were roars in the sky, as if something fell from the sky.

Ye Wuyou paid for the tea and walked out of the building with Bai Lu.

A huge cloud boat was hovering on the cliff outside the mountain city.

Dayan is located in a remote corner and rarely interacts with other countries. The reason for all this is due to its geographical location.

Ye Wuyou, who has been staying in Tianlan City for more than twenty years, only now knows that Great Yan and the surrounding countries, even the nearest Great Xuan, are separated by an unknown sea.

The sea is impassable.

It is said that Daqian also wanted to conquer this sea area thousands of years ago, but no matter how many ships there were and how many great practitioners of supernatural powers were inside, they would eventually be swallowed up by the huge waves on the sea and disappear without a trace.

Although the entire army was not wiped out, it still narrowly escaped death.

Therefore, whether practitioners from Daxuan come to Dayan or someone from Dayan wants to go elsewhere, they can only go there by cloud boat.

Can the great supernatural power fly through the air?

If you are in the upper three realms or the sixth realm of heaven, you can give it a try.

The rest of the practitioners should just forget it.

There is no way to rest on the sea, manpower will eventually be limited, and the journey will be long, and the energy will always be exhausted. When the time comes, you will be in a dilemma and become a legless bird.

The mountain city on the border is one of the few places where Yunzhou will pass by.