My practice narration is weird

The sky was clear and blue.

The scenery on the cloud boat was picturesque, whizzing through the clouds.

Those seemingly tedious inspections were released without saying a word after seeing the old man.

Ye Wuyou only knew that the old man's surname was Luo, and he didn't know anything else.

An exquisite five-story building stood on the cloud boat. There were tables and chairs on the first floor. There were many people talking. Without going in, you could hear the voices of many practitioners inside.

Ye Wuyou couldn't help but recall that he had taken Lu Qingshan's cloud boat before, and there was also a similar attic on it.

However, there were only three people on the cloud boat at that time, but now, a rough look showed that there were no less than a hundred people.

The black-robed old man took Ye Wuyou straight to the second floor and came to a wing room.

The old man's surname was Luo, and he just pointed to the outer hall and said lightly.

"I'm sorry to ask you to stay here for a few days, but there's nothing important on the cloud boat. Is this your first time riding a cloud boat? Oh, you can go and see the scenery."

Wu You is Ye Wuyou's current pseudonym.

He didn't pay attention to the old man's words, but just glanced at the wing room.

In the small building, this wing room is divided into inside and outside, with partitions between them, and the aura of array techniques is imprinted on it, blocking all investigations.

[Unfair? The old man still knows the word "unfair", well, you are broad-minded and kind-hearted, so I don't care about it. I waved my hand and prepared to let the woman in the wing room come out to serve you.]

Ye Wuyou's expression did not change. The old man surnamed Luo had mentioned before that the person he was protecting was a woman.

But the next sentence of the narration made Ye Wuyou look a little stunned.

[You were just about to call the woman out to play music and sing for you, but you felt something in your heart]

[What bad luck, how could it be a zombie? You felt helpless, why not teach the mute girl a lesson in the future, but now you set your sights on the little fox behind you again]

Zombie?

The woman to be protected is a zombie?

The old man surnamed Luo didn't care about the change in Ye Wuyou's expression, just thinking that the other party was a little overwhelmed for the first time on the cloud boat, and now he spoke leisurely again.

"By the way, there are three people besides you, but I said that there is no problem on the cloud boat, maybe it's going to the first floor now? If you are interested, you can also go and take a look."

He was deliberately letting himself leave...

Ye Wuyou finally retracted his gaze, smiled and nodded, and then turned and left.

After Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu left, the old man surnamed Luo sighed softly and walked into the wing room.

In addition to a young woman lying on the bed with a dead face in the room, there were unexpectedly several maids beside her.

The maids were all ordinary people, not cultivators.

Waving his hand to dismiss the maid, the old man stood aside, and the woman on the bed gently opened her eyes and then slowly sat up.

The skin on her beautiful face was pale, and the whole body exuded a strong aura of death.

But as the woman stood up, the paleness gradually disappeared, and the aura of death gradually weakened, and finally became the same as ordinary people.

There was a little confusion in the woman's eyes, but finally it gradually became clear and looked at the old man.

"Luo Bo, how many days will it take to go home?"

"Soon, if everything goes well, I can go back to the Luo family in less than half a month."

The woman nodded gently.

"Really... I didn't expect that there is still a day to go back."

The old man surnamed Luo sighed softly, but then thought of something, a glimmer of brilliance appeared in his eyes, and he smiled and spoke.

"I really never thought that I would be able to go home one day. I have to thank Xu Qingyuan for all this."

"If he hadn't done those things, not to mention the Luo family, even Daxuan would still be like a stagnant pool of water."

"With his stirring, haha, as far as I know, at least three of the seven families have lost their ancestors. The remaining four families are also silent at the moment. I don't know which ancestor has died."

"But our Luo family's ancestor is gone, but if the ancestor is not dead, I am afraid that the young lady and I will never have the chance to go back and get that opportunity in this life."

The woman was silent, and she uttered a sentence after a long time.

"Xu Qingyuan... is really so powerful?"

"Not entirely." The old man shook his head.

Daxuan is the world of the sects, and everything is discussed by the seven families.

The upper three sects and the lower four families.

The sects are big, and the families are small.

Although there is no way to confirm it, there seems to be a shadow of the upper three realms in the upper three sects.

The remaining four families are Lu, Luo, Lu, and Cui.

No one knows whether any of the four families have the rare upper three realms, but they all have their own special features.

But now, things have changed.

From what the old man surnamed Luo knows so far, his ancestor is dead.

In addition, the real person in Baiyun Temple and the Taoist who went to Dayan are also gone.

As for the Lu family? The ancestor of the Lu family has not appeared for more than half a month, and there is no news. It is estimated that he is also dead.

Old Luo smiled gently and explained to the woman.

"No matter how talented Xu Qingyuan is, and how he can travel thousands of miles, he killed the ancestor of Daxuan while he was in Dayan?"

"Especially Baiyun Temple. It is said that Baiyun Temple has issued a statement that whoever can kill Xu Qingyuan will be the new Taoist of Baiyun Temple. This is not a low status. He is below the sect master and above ten thousand people."

"It is said that the real person of Baiyun Temple died inexplicably and without any signs. Such a method has nothing to do with realm and supernatural power. Miss, you should understand what I mean."

In the eyes of discerning people, Xu Qingyuan is taking the blame.

The woman nodded gently, and hesitated after a moment.

"Mr. Luo, can this skill that I have been practicing really allow me to inherit the things from my ancestor?"

"I don't know, but Miss, you are the real direct bloodline of the Luo family. My ancestor also favored you during his lifetime. If you can't do it, then those few... hmph."

The old man did not continue.

But it's obvious that he is not satisfied with the Luo family and the current Luo family.

Look at the last three sects. They were originally cultivating families, but others had unique vision and changed their status to sects early on. They widely absorbed talents and were not limited to their status.

Countless years have passed, endlessly.

Even the most talented woman in the Luo family in recent years left the family and became a saint of one of the sects.

The remaining four are gradually declining.

A cultivating family often develops rapidly in the early stage, but the larger it becomes and the more rules it has, the more hidden dangers it will have.

The more branches of blood vessels there are, the more twists and turns there will be, which is inevitable.

The so-called big room and second room... it's a mess.

"Miss, please rest peacefully. Yunzhou still has a few days to arrive. These days are very safe. When we get to Daxuan, as long as we are careful, it will be fine."

Listening to the old man's words, the young woman had a hint of sadness in her brows.

"Is it really okay... Actually, I don't necessarily have to inherit that opportunity."

Mr. Luo's expression changed, but he soon calmed down again and said calmly.

"Don't worry, miss. I've hired some guards along the way. There will be no problem."

"What about those people...?"

How about it?

Mr. Luo was silent, which was better than nothing. He couldn't say that he was all a jerk.

"It's not bad. There is a young man among them who is pretty good." Mr. Luo thought of Ye Wuyou.

The woman blinked and realized that she had said the wrong thing, so she changed the topic.

"Mr. Luo, why don't you tell me about Xu Qingyuan?"

"What do you think he did? People talk about it every day. He just killed more people, caused more troubles, and was finally pushed out to take the blame."

Mr. Luo's voice showed disdain.

The woman didn't care about the old man's words, but her eyes showed curiosity.

"But why did he do that? I want to know why?"

reason?

Mr. Luo had helplessness in his eyes, shook his head, and sighed.

"Who knows, a guy like this who has some ability doesn't know what he is thinking."

"Just like the saint who has left our Luo family, who would have thought that she would like that woman from the Lu family?"