My practice narration is weird

On the streets of the mountain city, two figures walked slowly, one behind the other.

The girl's figure walked in front, silent and not saying a word.

After coming out of the hall, Luo Yue did not talk to Ye Wuyou, but only left Ye Wuyou with his back.

As the pace progressed, the somewhat desolate and quiet courtyard in the corner of the street in front gradually came into view.

There was no one in the courtyard. The other cultivators of the Luo family were arranged to live in the nice high-rise building. However, Luo Yue had been autistic for a long time and refused to go out. Ye Wuyou thought about it and had no choice but to stay here.

Now she is no longer autistic, but Luo Yue still keeps going.

When she reached the door, the girl's footsteps paused slightly and she stood still.

Luo Yue's voice came.

"Ye Wuyou, I regret helping you."

Ye Wuyou just stood behind her, his expression was as usual and his voice was gentle.

"What do you regret?"

The girl in front of him turned around at this moment, raised her head slightly, and looked at Ye Wuyou, who was about two heads taller than herself.

Although it was still a little pale, there were no longer those terrifying blue and black marks on the cheek at this moment, but it showed a bit of the greenness that a girl of this age should have.

Drinking the body fluid containing the life breath of the sacred tree picked from Ye Wuyou for several days not only eliminated some of the dead energy from Luo Yue's body, but also gave her some of her original emotions, instead of being as dead as before. Not interested in anything at all.

Some emotions that living people should have.

With a slight frown on her brows, Luo Yue finally fell silent and spoke in a calm tone.

"If I had known that this would be the outcome, I would not have chosen to agree."

Ye Wuyou blinked and said with a gentle smile.

"Is there anything wrong with this result? It's right. After all, it's just one more trouble and I couldn't win it directly."

Luo Yue interrupted him.

"You should not have participated in this matter, and you should not have promised them that you would help in that fight."

"But if you see those two people, you will definitely lose." Ye Wuyou responded.

The two people refer to Zhou Xuanyuan and Fang Ning.

The Jianzong boy was very energetic at the time, and Ye Wuyou also talked with Fang Ning for a while after walking out of the hall.

Zhou Xuanyuan is still very confident, thinking that he can win 50-50 and has a 50-50 winning rate.

Fang Ning remained silent at that time.

Ye Wuyou thought carefully about what would happen if Zhou Xuanyuan went against Ding Wang.

After all, now Ding Wang has lost Snow Leopard...

Although the snow leopard is useless, there is no difference between Ding Wang with snow leopard and without snow leopard.

Well, there should be a 50% winning rate.

With a 100% winning rate, he should be less than 50%.

Luo Yue shook her head, "Could it be that you will win?"

"We will win." Ye Wuyou showed a determined look in his eyes.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, Luo Yue reminded her with a slightly heavier tone.

"Didn't you hear the rules that the old Taoist priest said? You clearly have a grudge against them. Didn't you realize that the dead demon and the fake Taoist priest had murderous intentions towards you when they heard you?"

"If it's those two who compete, they'll lose if they lose, but if it's you, they won't hold back."

rule……

The rule is that this is just a martial arts competition. If you seriously injure someone, you will be stopped.

But the rules are made by people after all.

Ji Wuye wants to take action against Ye Wuyou, will the Lingxue Pavilion Master stop him?

The same is true for Ding Wang. Will Master Zhang stop him?

Maybe, maybe not.

But thinking about it, if Ye Wuyou endangered the lives of Ji Wuye or Ding Wang, they would stop him without hesitation.

Although Luo Yue's tone remained calm at this moment, there was a touch of anger in her eyes, and her hands hidden in her sleeves became more and more clenched, clenching her fists tightly.

She said in a hateful tone at this moment.

"Your battle situation is comparable to that of the Sixth Realm. It's a thin line between life and death. Only the Seventh Realm can do this, and I can't do it. If you are in danger, even if I can use [Ju Ling Dispatch General] at that time, I will not be able to do it." It may not come in time.”

The girl's voice was filled with annoyance.

She couldn't protect Ye Wuyou, which was the reason for her anger.

Ye Wuyou still stood there, listening to Luo Yue's words quietly without interrupting.

When the other party finished speaking, Ye Wuyou finally smiled softly, took a step forward, and then tapped Luo Yue's forehead with his fingertips.

"What you said is right. It may be a bit dangerous... But Luo Yue, you have forgotten one thing. That was something you knew when we first met on the cloud boat."

"What?" Luo Yue raised her head and looked at Ye Wuyou.

The latter said softly at this moment.

"I'm from Great Yan."

Luo Yue remained silent, then lowered her head slightly, turned around and no longer looked at Ye Wuyou, but walked towards the courtyard.

Ye Wuyou also followed behind and walked towards his own room.

only……

The sleeves were gently pulled, Ye Wuyou turned around and looked back, only to see Luo Yue's side face.

The girl held his sleeve with one hand and turned her head without looking at him, only a low voice came.

"Well, finish eating."

Well.

Now is the third day.

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After replenishing Luo Yue's half-month's worth of Sacred Tree Dao Juice, Ye Wuyou returned to his room a little weakly.

He thought for a moment, took out the jade tablet, and put it down after a moment.

The jade token in his hand flickered slightly.

After Ye Wuyou glanced at it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he put it away.

The light was a little dim, and there was no candle in the room.

Thinking of the scenes that happened in the hall today, Ye Wuyou's eyes were puzzled.

He really didn't understand why Luo Qinghan suddenly stood up and made the most critical "choice".

Luo Qinghan stood on the side of Da Yan and held the opposite opinion from her master.

Supporting Da Yan is indeed a thankless decision.

At least for the major forces of Da Xuan today, things have not yet reached the point where they can't be handled.

It is a "good strategy" to hold the price and watch from the sidelines.

There is an endless sea between the two countries. The demon race is not a threat to them. They can not take action, and if they want to take action, they can wait for a better time.

Luo Qinghan, this woman is a little strange.

Ye Wuyou took out the booklet that he had been using as a diary since he left Da Yan, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips.

After thinking about it, I shouldn't have forgotten anything, right?

But in any case, no matter what Luo Qinghan's thoughts were.

It was indeed her help that brought this opportunity.

Ye Wuyou leaned back slightly, looking at the blank space beside him.

A blue figure had been standing beside him.

Since entering this mountain city, the weirdness has been restricted, and the [Ghost] is the same.

Although it still exists beside him, it only has the most basic hiding effect, and even the ghost hand cannot be used.

However, all these constraints will be untied in two days.

The agreed competition in two days is said to untie the restrictions here.

[Shinto Pillar·Demon Sealing Barrier]

Although it has long been known that Shinto magic is a legacy of the last era, Ye Wuyou, who has learned [Tian Yan] and [Shrinking the Earth into an Inch], has long known the magic of Shinto magic.

But it is still surprising that the weirdness can be suppressed like this.

Unfortunately, such a formation can not be passed down, and can only be engraved on the Shinto Pillar. It is a dead formation that cannot be moved.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed a trace of thought, and then he picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

The Shinto Pillar is a relic of the last era.

[Tian Yan] and [Shrinking the Earth into an Inch] can suppress the erosion of the weirdness on oneself.

And [Sealing Demon Barrier] can prevent people from using weirdness and Dharma.

No.

If it was the last era, this would not be called weirdness, but - the remains of the Great Dao.

The pen tip paused slightly, and then the word "remains" was crossed out.

After practicing to this point, Ye Wuyou has more or less guessed about the Seven Realms Tianji in his heart.

Combined with the remarks of the owner of Tianji Tower that are recognized by the world - people who are eroded by weirdness, if they want to really survive, there will be a turning point after the Seven Realms.

Thoughts began to diverge, and Ye Wuyou began to seriously think of a question that has puzzled him for a long time but no one has answered.

Is there a connection between the Seven Realms and the weirdness?

If it is assumed that the Seven Realms are related to the weirdness, Ye Wuyou did not detect the "weird" breath in the royal court, in that Zhang Zhenren, in Feng Xinling, and in the several Seven Realms he had met.

Even the "fate" that the old Taoist Wang Ting showed him, though strange, was not weird.

Ye Wuyou couldn't even figure out their means of dealing with the enemy, it was too vague.

Is there no connection...

No!

Ye Wuyou suddenly remembered something.

In addition to the seven realms in Daxuan, he had also seen a seven realm.

Although it is not advisable to measure combat power with your head, Ye Wuyou did subjectively feel that the existence of the seven realms seemed to be stronger than everyone he had seen so far.

The "blue-white demon" that was suppressed in the depths of the underground palace.

That demon seemed to have lived for more than a thousand years, and it was an era older than Xia Anmeng.

Although the demon was "dead", the strange aura on his body was not hidden at all in the underground palace, and the seven realms were not the limit of the demon.

Otherwise, how could he have slaughtered three thousand miles of blood?

As both were in the upper three realms, what was the difference between that blue-white demon and the others?

[Tsk, thinking of this, you feel more and more amused. The ants of later generations are getting worse and worse. What cats and dogs can be called the upper three realms? They are just a bunch of useless pseudo realms.]

The sudden voice of the narrator made Ye Wuyou stunned, and then he grasped one point sharply.

Pseudo realm?

Who is the pseudo realm?

Is it these seven realms of Daxuan, or the blue-white demon?

The narrator did not say anything else.

Ye Wuyou frowned. These complicated information seemed to have more connections, and everything would be connected.

But it was still a little short.

It doesn't matter.

Tianyan - start.

What is the difference between the seven realms today and the seven realms in the past? What is the difference between the last era and this era?

The question is too general and huge, not specific to a certain thing, so Ye Wuyou does not expect Tianyan to figure it out.

Just some information will do.

A burst of white light flashed in front of Ye Wuyou.

Then came scenes.

"Dharma?"

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In the dark world that seemed to have no boundaries.

The figure of the young man walked slowly, and his figure seemed to be able to appear anywhere in this land.

Finally, he walked in front of another person.

The figure of the man was hanging on the tree, his eyes were closed, and his expression revealed weakness, as if he was sleeping.

Ye Wuyou waited for a while, and then reached out and knocked on the crystal barrier outside the soul.

Feng Xinling had no reaction.

Damn it, could it be that too much soul power was extracted from this guy when supplying it to Luo Yue?

In the final analysis, that trace of Dao Juice juice that can rejuvenate people can only be condensed by the Divine Tree through the seven-level divine soul of Feng Xinxin.

Feng Xinxin can't die now.

Ye Wuyou pulled a branch of the sacred tree, silently saying "Pig head, it's time to work" in his heart, and then slapped his soul hard.

Feng Xinxin closed his eyes slightly, his face was a little gloomy, and he finally sighed.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm still here."

The latter frowned tightly, and finally could only grit his teeth.

"What do you want to do?"

"In no mood."

"?"

Ye Wuyou didn't respond, just stretched out his hand to wave, and the branches of the sacred tree were woven into a wicker chair under him, and he sat on it.

But the next moment.

Ye Wuyou jumped up, then kicked up the sacred tree wicker chair with a flying kick, anger showing in his eyes.

An aggrieved response came from the sacred tree in his mind.

""

Damn it, where does the branch of this damn thing go?

Without paying any attention to the sacred tree, Ye Wuyou stood in front of Feng Xin, with thoughts in his eyes, and then he spoke.

"I have a few questions for you, and I hope you can answer them for me."

Feng Xinxin just looked at Ye Wuyou silently and said contemptuously.

"This alliance leader is in a bad mood now, please get out."

Ye Wuyou's expression remained unchanged, a smile appeared in his eyes, and his tone was kind.

"Leader Feng, you don't want to be hung upside down on a tree all the time and let this debauched demonic tree absorb your soul, right?"

"go ahead."

It seemed that Feng Xinxin's attitude changed so quickly. Ye Wuyou didn't react for a while, and was slightly stunned before he spoke.

"What does the Dharma image represent?"

Feng Xinxin was silent for a while, looking at Ye Wuyou with doubtful eyes, thinking that this kid really wasn't just using him for entertainment?

What kind of mental retardation problem is this?

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and tigers fall flat and are bullied by dogs. His Feng soul has long understood his own situation and assessed the situation.

"The Dharma is the Dharma, the Dharma that the practitioner exerts through his soul." He responded thoughtfully.

This is a very standard answer.

However, Ye Wuyou thought for a while and then shook his head.

"I don't think so."

Your special mother... Feng Xingling can only be grateful that she is a divine soul. If she really had a body, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

Ye Wuyou sighed. It seemed that this vague question could not be answered by Feng Xinxin, so he changed the question.

"What's the difference between the Seventh Realm and the Sixth Realm like yours?"

Although Ye Wuyou has not yet reached the Six Realms of Heavenly Power, he can be considered to understand it now.

However, the power of the Seventh Realm made it difficult for Ye Wuyou to follow, and the magical moves were somewhat difficult to understand.

Feng Xinxin's reply was still the same as last time, and he said coldly at this moment.

"I advise you not to make rash inferences. Please wait until you reach the sixth level before asking about this matter."

"What if I must know."

"Tsk, unless you want to die from the inner demon."

Don't even say...

Okay, okay, Xia Anmeng didn't say it, Wang Tinglao didn't say it, Feng Xinxin didn't say it either.

Ye Wuyou couldn't get any answers one after another, so he simply broke the casserole and asked the question.

"I don't know this or that, so why don't you reveal something? It's really useless to support an old guy like you."

"Ye Wuyou, you really deserve to die. You are clearly collaborating with this obscene tree to absorb my soul power every day. Who will support whom?"

Feng Xinxin gritted his teeth.

But he finally spoke angrily.

"You are in the fifth realm now, right? With your demonic practice, you are not far behind the sixth realm. So how much do you know about the inner demon tribulation?"

Inner demon tribulation?

This is indeed what I should know most now.

Ye Wuyou once saw Lu Qingshan and Lu Caiwei's experience in overcoming the inner demon tribulation.

But everyone’s inner demons are very different.

Lu Qingshan's inner demon calamity is his obsession with "Great Flame", while Lu Caiwei's inner demon calamity...

The narrator turned himself into the other person's inner demon, but how exactly he did it and what the other person went through is something Ye Wuyou has no way of knowing.

"Obsession?" Ye Wuyou responded tentatively.

Is the inner demon calamity an obsession? Lu Qingshan’s obsession, Lu Caiwei’s obsession…

Feng Xinxin nodded and shook his head.

"It can only be regarded as one of them."

It’s not over yet, Feng Xingxin added.

"There are many kinds of demon tribulations. Obsession is just a general term for laymen like you. Something is a demon, someone is a demon, something is also a demon."

"But obsession is just one of them. Joy is also a demon, and fear is also a demon. The manifestations of the demon tribulation are ever-changing. Sometimes a small thing that you don't care about and throws it behind will also appear in the demon tribulation. It comes to mind like a nightmare."

Ye Wuyou nodded thoughtfully at first, feeling that it made sense.

"Then how can I tell which kind of demon tribulation I have?"

"If you can't tell the difference, you can only be forced to cope with the tribulation. If you can distinguish the tribulation of the inner demon and prescribe the right medicine, how can it be called a tribulation?"

Ye Wuyou felt helpless and looked at Feng Xinxin. He didn't say anything, but he meant, what's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?

Feng Xinxin snorted softly at this moment, and his expression became a little more awe-inspiring.

"Although there are many types of inner demon tribulations, most of them are not very dangerous for true geniuses. It only took three hours for my alliance leader to go through the inner demon tribulation and go through three levels of obsession."

"Most?" Ye Wuyou asked.

Feng Xinxin nodded, "Well, at least in my eyes, most inner demon tribulations are nothing, haha, but there is only one kind of inner demon tribulation, which is said to be the most dangerous."

"Boy, are you afraid of anything? Tell the truth."

scared?

Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly, what was he afraid of?

Tsk, that’s a lot to be afraid of.

Ye Wuyou grinned and pointed at himself.

"If you want me to tell the truth, I'm afraid of a lot. When I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts and the dark. When I got older, I was afraid of being poor and having no money. Later I became a jailer, but the cell collapsed within a few days of going to work. At that time, I was afraid Death, now... I'm actually afraid of it, but sometimes my head gets hot and I feel that life and death don't matter. There are many more."

Feng Xingxin interrupted Ye Wuyou's words.

"Okay, okay, this alliance leader knows, you don't have to be so honest."

Ye Wuyou didn't take it seriously and just said doubtfully.

"What does this have to do with the calamity of inner demons? Are these things that we were once afraid of and afraid of actually inner demons?"

Feng Xinxin shook his head and responded.

"There are such inner demon tribulations, but the most dangerous one is such a low-level thing. I just used "fear" as an example."

"Among the inner demon tribulations, only one is the most dangerous, and that is that you will inadvertently see another person in front of you."

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly.

He seemed to remember something.

"Then what?" he asked.

"The other you, he won't be afraid of what you are afraid of, he won't care about what you care about, and he won't have all your flaws."

"He knows everything about you and masters everything you know, but he is stronger than you and has no weaknesses. This kind of inner demon calamity is the simplest and most dangerous."

Feng Xinxin's tone was leisurely.

Ye Wuyou seemed to be lost in some thoughts.

Immediately, Feng Xinxin seemed to think of something and added with a smile.

"By the way, does Tianji Tower know that the owner once made a long speech about the inner demon calamity, most of which was nonsense, but there is one very interesting point, which may even be a bit funny in the ears of many people, but this alliance leader It’s very fresh in my memory.”

Feng Xinxin paused slightly, then thought for a moment, and spoke in a deep voice again.

"There are many types of inner demon tribulations, but the poster just divided them into three categories."

"Past, present, Future."