My practice narration is weird

A barren mountain.

Gugu...

The little monk's stomach made a discordant sound, but he still looked calm, clasped his hands together, and nodded slightly forward.

"Donor, do you know that this young monk is destined to you."

The woodcutter stared sideways at the ragged little monk in front of him and waved his hand angrily.

"Go, go, you monk, look at me in tatters, does it seem like I am destined?"

The little monk wanted to say something more, but the woodcutter had already left impatiently.

He could only sigh softly, sit down cross-legged, and finally closed his eyes with a peaceful expression.

Wait to die!

A few moments.

There seemed to be a slight rustling sound.

Someone is coming.

The little monk opened his eyes, and the next second, he appeared beside the man.

"Donor, do you know..."

The words were not spoken yet.

Murderous aura permeated the air, and energy suddenly appeared.

[At this moment you sense the familiar danger, no longer hesitate... kill kill kill kill! 】

The sudden words of the narrator made the light of the knife in Ye Wuyou's hand almost condense, but it finally stopped.

"Go away..." Ye Wuyou said almost subconsciously.

The little monk was sweating profusely and ran away.

"Get back here."

The little monk stood there, not daring to speak.

Ye Wuyou looked at the familiar little monk.

Unlike before, the monk was now in rags.

Ye Wuyou remembered clearly that this guy was finally born under the underground palace through countless years of hard work and hundreds of strange things.

If we say that the green demon is the guy who has almost completely occupied the remains of the avenue in reverse.

Then this monk is the remains of the great avenue with a human body.

Ye Wuyou looked confused, "Why are you here?"

Dayan needed to cross the sea to leave Daxuan, and Ye Wuyou spent a lot of time in the beginning.

This young monk had disappeared since the seal of the underground palace was lifted, but now he appeared in front of Ye Wuyou.

The young monk responded happily.

"As soon as the young monk woke up, he came here. Donor, we meet again."

Gugu...

"We are really destined." The young monk added.

Gu Gu.

Ye Wuyou remained silent for a while, then waved his right hand and inserted it straight into the ghost's chest.

After twisting, he took out a storage ring from the ghost's body, and then took out some food from the storage ring.

Ye Wuyou looked at the roast chicken in his hand and hesitated for a moment.

The little monk was surprised.

The next moment, the roast chicken was at the monk's mouth.

"Can monks eat meat?" Ye Wuyou frowned.

"No." The monk replied as he ate fiercely.

"Then you still eat?" Ye Wuyou found it funny.

The little monk crushed the last chicken bone and stuffed it into his belly, burped, and finally spoke slowly.

"Because the donor only gave me this. If the monk doesn't eat it, he will starve to death."

"The little monk dies of starvation. The Buddha will not be happy."

"In order not to make the Buddha unhappy, the young monk had no choice but to break the precepts."

After saying this, the young monk bowed happily, then returned to the tree where he started, nodding.

"Donor, our fate has ended."

"The young monk is going to practice. I don't know where I will be when I wake up next time. I hope you and I can meet again."

After saying that, the little monk fell down and fell asleep.

It sounds like he appears in a different place every time he wakes up?

And he didn't mean to talk nonsense with himself at all.

He suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wuyou, as if it was just an accidental encounter, and he asked for a meal by the way.

Ye Wuyou looked deeply at the sleeping little monk and finally ignored him.

After walking along the mountain road for a while, Ye Wuyou came to the place he had deduced.

Bai Lu's father's words are still lingering in his ears.

"The Guiyuan Sect completely disappeared sixteen years ago. At its peak, there was only one master of the Four Realms' Great Divine Powers..."

Although he had already expected it, when he actually saw the dilapidated and desolate scene in front of him, Ye Wuyou's eyes were still a little dazed.

Obviously the picture he derived was that of the prosperous Guiyuan Sect.

The picture shows beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there are many disciples.

And that strange thing that symbolizes [identity replacement] lies in one of the disciples.

Right now, it is dilapidated and deserted, completely different from what it looks like in the picture.

However, the aura that disgusted Ye Wuyou was constantly coming from the dilapidated building.

It was the smell of the wreckage of the avenue.

"I can feel that strange existence. Tianyan is not wrong, so what exactly is the impact?"

Everything has a reason.

After walking around the dilapidated sect, Ye Wuyou finally discovered a few unusual things.

"Is this a formation?"

An extremely clever formation wrapped up the entire ruined sect.

There is one more thing besides that.

Ye Wuyou looked around, and then, the mark on the ground paused slightly.

There is a deep mark on the ground that is broken everywhere, like the tip of a spear piercing through it.

Has anyone been here recently?

And judging from the traces left behind, he is no less than a practitioner in the middle three realms?

[You are extremely talented. Just by relying on clues, you could tell at a glance that three people had stayed here ten years ago]

Ye Wuyou didn't find any clues.

Was it actually three people?

[Hiss, you feel something and smell a strange smell]

smell?

Ye Wuyou sniffed lightly, but didn't smell anything.

[You keep searching and finally find the ground three steps ahead on the right side...]

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed confusion, although it felt strange.

But he still believed the narrator and leaned down to smell it.

Where does it taste? Are you kidding me again?

The narrator's voice sounded leisurely.

[That is a fresh virgin fragrance...]

Ye Wuyou wanted to vomit!

It was not difficult to break the formation. Under the nagging words of the narrator, Ye Wuyou found a few formation flags and took them down.

"But this formation... doesn't seem like a strange seal, but more like preventing others from entering this place."

A transparent gap about the size of a person appeared in front of Ye Wuyou.

And as the formation opened, the aura of the ruins of the avenue became stronger and stronger.

Frowning tightly, Ye Wuyou looked at the dilapidated mountain gate steps.

No sense of life.

To be honest, this scene disrupted almost all of his plans.

Because this weirdness does not exist in people as he thought.

Although I don’t know where Tian Yan’s picture came from.

But right now, it seems that this weirdness is "wild".

Just like what Xu Qingyuan once told about [Elimination], that black flame is said to be burning to this day.

It is difficult to deal with people who master weirdness because people have wisdom.

But because people have to pay a price for using weirdness, there is always a limit.

And the weirdness of the Masterless has no limits.

Even though he had dealt with so many weirdos, Ye Wuyou had never been exposed to "wild" weirdos that were not imprisoned.

Will it be any different from those guys before?

Ye Wuyou took a step forward gently.

The right eye that had been silent suddenly emitted a scarlet light.

His eyes were startled for a moment, and then, in Ye Wuyou's eyes, a picture that was completely different from the previous dilapidation appeared.

The decaying mountain gate now became solemn and majestic.

The moss-covered stone steps now look brand new, clean and tidy.

The dead and yellow trees are now full of vitality and green.

The small sect that should have been visible to the end at a glance was now visible at a glance, with misty clouds, surrounded by cranes, and looming pavilions.

The sound of music came, and the lingering sound lingered.

Just like the legendary Immortal Sect.

Ye Wuyou slowly moved his eyes away bit by bit.

His eyes no longer looked at the mountain gate.

The melodious music in my ears stopped suddenly, as if everything didn't exist.

Looking around, the Immortal Sect appeared in front of him again.

Observation exists?

Ye Wuyou understood that this was the change made by Weirdness.

But he didn't understand why a strange [identity replacement] could create such a scene?

[The scenes in front of you make you thoughtful, the memories that have been sealed for a long time finally come to your mind, and you gradually understand everything]

[The wreckage of the avenue originally evolved from heaven and earth. The ownerless wreckage will automatically evolve into the mysterious realm. This place has been isolated from all reality]

Dao domain? what is that?

[Every long-standing name is reminded of you, they are all places you have set foot on...]

[You have walked through Fengdu, traveled to the River of Forgetfulness, crushed the Nibelung roots, and killed the Dragon King...]

Ye Wuyou nodded.

He actually didn't quite understand.

"Yeah, I probably understand. Can you tell me what to do?"

The narrator was silent for a while.

Then powerful words sounded in Ye Wuyou's mind.

[Blast it, reality! Crush it, spirit! Exile this world! 】