My practice narration is weird

"You, you are saying that the Yunzhou explosion ten years ago was because of me?"

There was a hint of confusion in his voice, and a hint of disbelief appeared in Luo Ye's eyes.

Ye Wuyou raised the judge's pen in his hand, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

The smell of this thing feels more and more familiar.

But all of a sudden I couldn't remember where I had ever felt this thing.

He just asked the guy named Luo Ye in front of him, including the function of the judge's pen.

Luo Ye seemed to see something among them. Luo Dao and Luo Yue seemed to only look up to the strange man in front of them, even if the other person was only from the fourth realm...

Besides, how do you calculate the level of cultivation achieved with this weird power?

The nine realms in one minute are also nine realms, and the same is true for the nine realms in one second.

Ye Wuyou would not count on this kind of power that came out of thin air.

"What's the price?" He asked the question first.

"No introduction is needed, I played it when I was a kid."

If Luo Yue gets on the Yunzhou, the Yunzhou will explode.

"How to use this thing?" Ye Wuyou finally asked.

What about writing someone’s resurrection yourself?

Can I use this pen to write down my identity in exchange for it?

Can I use this pen to write about Lu Qingshan's resurrection?

"Of course the Luo family doesn't belong to me, so whose does it belong to you? Is it the daughter of the family behind you?"

Luo Ye looked stunned for a moment, then answered decisively.

The ghost hasn't gotten his own body yet, and now he has another [eyesore] in his body, and he can't get this eyeball in his turn no matter what.

But when he and his group got off Yunzhou, why were they still in danger?

Is it because this thing has no intelligence and only acts according to instinctive rules, judging everyone on that cloud boat to be mortal?

Is it?

"I... can try... to help you change your identity..."

But there are some things that can be verified first.

After following the forbidden action that could not be written down, Ye Wuyou suddenly felt the pen in his hand move.

This is why I initially deduced that the journey was uneventful, but not long after I boarded Yunzhou, there was a scene of Yunzhou exploding.

"What... was your question before?"

The breath of the avenue, the ruins of the avenue...

This is normal, everything is almost an "accident". Not to mention this guy, even Ye Wuyou deduced it until his head hurt before he could barely get a glimmer of hope.

There were only Ye Wuyou and three people from the Luo family in this secret room.

The only exception is his own eyeball. It is not like other weird things, but actually grows on his body and integrates with him.

Could it be that this guy is a fool, ignorant and fearless?

Luo Ye shook his head and then said.

[With a wave of your hand, write down the breakthrough of nine realms in the blink of an eye]

This thing has always been in the Luo family. How did you play with it when you were a child?

Ye Wuyou gently closed his eyes, feeling complicated.

"Really? Luo Ye, you have forgotten, this is not your Luo family."

Ye Wuyou: "?"

At the same time, Ye Wuyou felt a gloomy aura coming to his heart, but it dissipated immediately.

"Don't say this in front of me. I don't care about your family's grudges. Luo Ye, let me ask you."

But it can't beat Ghost.

This thing will eventually be destroyed.

It has been more than ten days since he used this judge pen, and there is no price at all?

When used by ordinary people, I am afraid it is easy to get lost in it and bring up something without even realizing it.

There is nothing Ye Wuyou wants to try anymore.

This time, the voice was silent for a longer time, and the pen tip stopped moving.

"Change my identity back to Ye Wuyou." Ye Wuyou said in his heart.

To be honest, Ye Wuyou was heartbroken for a moment.

Luo Ye's eyes were blood red at this moment, staring at Mr. Luo and Luo Yue who were standing not far away, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

And if this thing is not destroyed, Bailu will still be in danger.

The other party once used this pen to write down Luo Yue's death and return journey.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath. If he could really break through the Nine Realms, how heavy would the price be?

It is equivalent to setting a goal, but how the goal is achieved is not something the other party can predict.

"Have you forgotten that our ancestors said that this thing cannot be used easily until the family's survival is in danger?"

"No, no...change, change."

Ye Wuyou: "?"

Looking at the judge's pen, the aura of the avenue on it is extremely strong, and previous ghost paintings cannot be compared with it.

Ye Wuyou knew that this was the thing.

Mr. Luo smiled slightly, not caring about the sarcasm in the other person's words, and wanted to speak, but Ye Wuyou impatiently interrupted their conversation.

"Luo Dao, if you, this old guy, come back with this girl, your family's survival will be at risk!"

"Don't you know there's a price?" Ye Wuyou's voice gradually turned cold.

What things will become true if you write them down?

This...is taking a loan to buy a tank, right? As for the loan?

You already have a tank and you still want to pay back?

[Jie Jie Jie, you think you are already in the ninth realm, so what price is there to be afraid of in this world? With the flick of his sleeves, he suppresses his whole life! Who else can be your enemy! Who else! 】

hehe.

"Or is it yours?"

"Your Excellency, if you like this thing, feel free to take it, but I just ask that you take action and end these two people."

But this tone, this way of asking questions.

“I want this world to have no wars, no chaos, no injustice, no oppression, no atrocities, where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, have no worries about food, housing, and life, and there can be no conflict between people of different races and genders.”

Ye Wuyou knelt down gently, waved the judge pen in front of the other party's eyes, and asked.

Was that ghost painting painted with this pen?

His eyes flashed at this moment, and then he spoke loudly.

I am actually here... playing pen fairy.

The words were extremely vague.

But that's not what he verified.

It was also because Lu Qingshan was deprived of his life by [death], so he couldn't do it.

Whether it is something weird or weird, there is a price to pay for using it.

The strange ability of this judge's pen seemed to be a bit beyond his expectation.

Luo Ye was quite friendly when faced with Ye Wuyou's questioning, but now facing Mr. Luo, he showed no trace of ferocity.

This strange thing still has limitations, at least it cannot really "kill" Luo Yue, but Luo Yue survived by turning himself into a living corpse.

Ye Wuyou naturally didn't believe it.

"No price?"

This thing will eventually be destroyed, and if it fails, it can be eaten by the right eyeball.

Mr. Luo chuckled.

"In addition, there are some precautions, Bixian's..."

Ye Wuyou was thinking and didn't reply, but Mr. Luo responded coldly at this moment.

No, it's not like, but it really has some kind of temptation.

"The price?" Luo Ye's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

If that can be achieved... I just don't know what price it will cost?

[You dismiss it. These little things were just something you could do casually in your heyday. As for the mere cost, why should you care?]

The voice was silent, and the pen tip trembled violently.

Of course Ye Wuyou didn't believe it. If this was true, then the Luo family would already have existed in the Ninth Realm.

Master, don’t worry, I’ll help you win the resurrection match! As for the price, if you can be resurrected, that's your business.

Ye Wuyou understood after listening a little and waved his hand to interrupt.

Finally, the voice sounded again.

Ye Wuyou suddenly remembered.

"You can pay any price," he said in his mind.

It's just a weird thing after all.

Why does the smell of this thing feel familiar to me?

"I know there will be a price for using this thing...but I haven't felt the price these days, and Bixian didn't tell me the price."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were still looking at the judge's pen in his hand, and the sinister aura continued to spread on the pen holder. He turned a deaf ear to the words on the side.

"what do you want to do……"

Pen fairy?

Ah.

If, if...

The voice was silent for a while, and then responded.

"If I knew this would be the case, I would never use this thing." Luo Ye said sincerely.

"I, I only know that my ancestor once said that this thing is a strange thing called the pen fairy. Things written with this pen will become true."

The ghost provided himself with combat power that far exceeded the ordinary four realms, so what he paid for it was his own body.

"Then resurrect Lu Qingshan." Ye Wuyou said again.

"There is no... price." vague words came.

Mr. Luo glanced at Ye Wuyou with some fear, and then said in a condensed voice.

Even that thing is not what I want to do.

There seemed to be a voice in my heart.

Luo Ye looked confused. What do you mean you played when you were a child?

"No, no...change, change."

His tone suddenly changed and he said with a bit of hoarseness.

“You think about what you want to do, and then you feel the pen talking to you, and it writes on its own.”

What is the identity of this person?

But as the patriarch of the family, Luo Ye's eyes were so vicious that he seemed to see Ye Wuyou's entanglement.

Because I was affected by the real wreckage of the avenue, can't I achieve this amount of immortality?

That vague voice is still calling from the bottom of my heart, as if it carries some kind of temptation.

But soon, he calmed down. Weirdness cannot be without cost no matter how much you think about it.

But now Ye Wuyou has come to some conclusions.

"But as for how it will change, I don't know."

Instead, there was the slimy package of the ghost.

Maybe I thought this thing was too powerful. Although it had this extremely terrifying ability, it didn't have enough power to use it.

He was just thinking about the last question.

"What's the price?"

[Hahahaha, you are feeling all this and suddenly feel that it is funny. How can the mere breath of the avenue have the power to change the wreckage of the avenue? It is just useless after all]

The vague voice was silent for a while, and the pen in his hand moved, but in the end not a word was written.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't listen to this villain's words. Now that I've returned to the Luo family, I can give you whatever he can give you."

That's not quite right, after all, the instinct of these eyes seems to be to invade people's bodies.

This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work either, what can work?

"I can... help you do everything..."

Luo Yue died.

But Ye Wuyou was very used to being barked by the dog in the narration, so he only felt that the words of the pen fairy were coquettish, so he was not affected.

Ghost painting.

"I want peace in the world!"

But just when Ye Wuyou was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something else.

"what do you want to do……"

Perhaps because he had been staring at it for too long, Ye Wuyou felt that his right eye was about to climax, and it really wanted to jump out of its eye socket and swallow this thing.

Breakthrough the Ninth Realm?

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and looked at the Judge's Pen in his hand, with only clarity in his eyes.

Two more chapters, I will keep writing today