My practice narration is weird

"Is this the Sixth Realm Heavenly Power..."

In the memory world of the Purple Bamboo Peak Master, Ye Wuyou stood in the clouds and waved his hand gently.

The misty clouds suddenly became silent, and then dissipated in an instant, as if swept by a strong wind, but this strong wind was silent.

This is what Luo Qinghan said "opportunity".

Integrate the memory experience of the identity and experience the realm of this identity completely.

In the strange domain, due to the change of identity, this [peak master] can be anyone, and therefore, the level of cultivation is uneven.

But in fact, this Purple Bamboo Peak Master "Zhang Dafan" is a real Sixth Realm.

In the middle three realms, the Sixth Realm is obviously a threshold.

Ye Wuyou has seen many Fifth Realm, and has fought with them and even killed them.

In his own cognition, although there is a gap between the Fifth Realm and the Fourth Realm, it is not as difficult to cross as a natural moat.

Only the Sixth Realm.

When facing Old Song, he almost exhausted all his trump cards, and was completely eroded by the ghost, consuming a fox tail of Bai Lu and merging into the second weird.

In the end, he was able to kill him with the Dharma of Heaven and Earth that he comprehended under the "No Form of All Beings".

And if there is no opportunity, Ye Wuyou cannot use the Dharma of Dharma for the second time.

"How can the Tianquan Realm be so strange? It is completely different from the previous practice method..."

When Ye Wuyou first stepped into the practice path, he wondered that the practice methods in the world seemed to be forcibly divided into two levels.

From the first realm to the fifth realm, practitioners are completely tempering themselves and sharpening their qi. All practice is within themselves.

Only the sixth realm can use qi to pull and faintly mobilize a certain breath between heaven and earth.

The amount of mobilization is not much, and it is not even perfect.

But this is only relative to the breath between heaven and earth.

If your own qi is compared to a cup of water, then the portion you mobilize is equivalent to you taking a wooden bucket to fill the river with water.

The moves and magical powers displayed by this point are obviously much stronger than those of the fifth realm.

"It's not strange, but it's a pity..."

The experience of this peak master only contains the section of [Peak Master], and this peak master is already in the sixth realm.

Ye Wuyou has no way of knowing how the sixth realm of the heart demon tribulation was passed.

Moreover, the cultivation of the Purple Bamboo Peak Master is not as good as that of the Goddess Peak Master, and the seventh realm is simply a long way off, and there is no place for comprehension at all.

The most urgent task is how to become the master of the sect and become one's own identity.

According to what the woman Luo Qinghan said, there are two ways to do this.

First, wait quietly. After all, the identities here are constantly changing. After thousands of people rotate, if you are lucky, you may become the master of the sect tomorrow.

If you are unlucky, a few years, decades?

Ye Wuyou's luck has never been very good.

Second, start with the rules of identity, play the role of the identity, and continuously advance the identity.

But the problem that Luo Qinghan experienced, Ye Wuyou is now also encountering the same problem.

Although he had mastered everything about the peak master, his identity remained unchanged.

This memory and experience was like a script.

"Everything has been done according to the script of this identity, and nothing has been done outside the script. So what went wrong?"

Whether in the strange domain or in this memory world, Ye Wuyou was trying to play the role of a peak master.

Including the nine Taoist companions of the peak master, they also maintained relatively good communication.

The daily affairs of the peak master were already very tedious, and Ye Wuyou could not bear the harem of nine concubines.

In order to avoid their inner dissatisfaction, Ye Wuyou gave them equal treatment.

None of them saw each other.

It was the same in the past.

Disciple-Elder-Peak Master.

This identity rule explored by Luo Qinghan, there was no mistake in the layers of identity advancement.

But when it came to the identity of the peak master, it was like the road ahead was cut off.

Was the rule wrong, or did he miss something?

Ye Wuyou gathered his mind from the memory world, slowly opened his eyes, and walked out of the hall.

Even though this strange world is constructed, the mountains and rivers are also very real, and Ye Wuyou wants to go and relax.

The people on Zizhu Peak are of all kinds and different.

The nine concubines should have been updated once and have become different appearances.

So, the person who was my Taoist partner the day before has now become someone else's Taoist partner.

Hmm? My sister with twin ponytails has become an elder now?

The elder who reported to me the day before yesterday... has now become a errand boy?

These scenes, in the eyes of Ye Wuyou who can see everything clearly, are absurd, but to some extent, very interesting.

That day, I killed the peak master and violated the taboos of this place, so I heard these people controlled by the strange domain. Those may be the last words left by consciousness.

"They think this place is fair, or that weirdness constructed the weirdness, and they think this is fair."

"That's right, everyone has the opportunity to become a high and mighty ruler. Today you bully me, tomorrow I bully you, and it's fair."

"Haha, it's really not easy to think of this with this weird IQ, but it's a pity that it has no brain."

Ye Wuyou showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, this is ambiguous fairness.

After watching all the way, he didn't have any thoughts, so Ye Wuyou was ready to go home.

A few childish words came into his ears along the mountain breeze.

Ye Wuyou glanced and saw a few children.

There were also some disciples and even the families of the elders in the sect.

"Why do you bully others!" a child asked angrily.

"Because my father is an elder! I am the elder's son!" Another child replied with dignity.

"I, my father is a deacon..." The child's words gradually became quieter.

Ye Wuyou listened to these words, thought about it, sneered, and ignored it.

There are too many such things, happening every moment of every day. Besides, what is there to control in this false world?

Maybe tomorrow that child will become the son of a handyman.

The elder's son kicked another child at this moment.

"So I can bully whoever I want, because my father is an elder, and I will be an elder from now on!"

"Your father is a deacon, so you can only be a deacon!"

Ye Wuyou, who was passing by just now, heard this and pondered for a moment, then turned back.

"Kid, let me ask you, do you just want to be an elder in the future? Can't you be the peak master?"

The child looked at the sudden appearance of Ye Wuyou for a moment, and then murmured.

"No, because the peak master also has a son..."

Ye Wuyou nodded.

"What you said makes sense."

Then he kicked the elder's son away.

He suddenly felt refreshed.

Then he rushed into the main hall without looking back.

His mind sank into the memory world of [Peak Master].

Apart from the sect leader, the peak lord is already the highest being in Guiyuan Sect.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

If everything were treated according to the normal sect in reality, then it would be the end.

Now that we are already under one person, how can we go further?

Since this script has come to an end, why should I follow this script?

Why should you follow the rules!

For no reason, a sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Wuyou's mind.

He couldn't even tell for a moment whether this was what the narrator said or whether it was the words that came to him automatically.

[Princes, generals and prime ministers take turns to do this, just in time for spring to come to my house]

In the world of memory.

Ye Wuyou has been planning for a long time away from the identity script.

Today, as the master of Zizhu Peak, Ye Wuyou raised his arms and shouted to everyone in Zizhu Peak.

"Shenhong Peak is just for fame and reputation, but Goddess Peak is vulnerable to a single blow. Only my Zizhu Peak lineage can be considered orthodox in Guiyuan!"

"The sect master is already old. Follow this peak master and enter the Shenhong Peak!"

"From now on, if I am immortal, you will be immortal."

The crowd below looked calm and calm, and responded feebly.

"Okay, long live the Peak Master."

"Ah, yes, yes, the peak master is right!"

Ye Wuyou was worried.

"First enter the divine rainbow, then enter the goddess, there are thousands of female disciples on it..."

The crowd was excited.

"Peak Master... No, Lord Sect Master, stop talking and charge quickly!"

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In the memory world of the Goddess Peak Master.

Luo Qinghan was sitting peacefully under a palace platform.

Countless female disciples stood behind her.

Compared to the pre-war mobilization that Ye Wuyou planned and planned.

It's much simpler on her side.

Luo Qinghan didn't know how to arouse the emotions of these people, but she consulted with several elders.

In the stands, there was a girl with twin ponytails, who was confiding about the unfair treatment of Goddess Peak by some of the other peak disciples.

"Who knows, family members..."

The crowd went wild.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were strange.

What did she say?

Why was the fighting spirit of the people on my side so high at that moment?

I'm not feeling well, so this is the chapter tonight.

The blood will return tomorrow