My practice narration is weird

Above the azure sky, three figures stood quietly in the air, with the breeze blowing and the clouds floating.

The three people had different expressions at this moment, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the aura on their bodies.

If it is said that people like Luo Qinghan and Lu Chen who are at the peak of the sixth realm, the aura on their bodies is so full that it escapes from their bodies from time to time, showing its sharp edge, like a mountain that reaches the sky.

Then the aura on these three people is like a vast ocean.

Even if it is not revealed at all, it still surpasses the sixth realm by a lot, and there is no sharp edge, but only mystery.

Looking at the whole world, these three people are at the top. At this moment, they gather together and stand quietly, but they are just waiting for someone.

That lord, what news are you going to bring this time?

Lingxue Pavilion Master Xing Dao is looking at the clouds in the distance at this moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said softly after a moment.

"Master Zhang, I heard that you have met that Lord. Can you tell me some news?"

Zhang Dadan did not answer at first, but he felt the gaze of Xing Dao, and finally he just sighed and shook his head.

"I have never met that person either. I just had the honor to talk to him from a distance, but those few words have benefited me a lot in my cultivation."

"Besides, it is not the Lord who came this time, but the immortals..."

Immortals?

Hearing this word, Wang Ting on the side sneered, with some disdain in his eyes.

Xing Dao did not have any opinion at the moment, and nodded silently, but then he became puzzled.

"You mentioned the one from the Five Elements Sect?"

"Five hundred years ago, there was a brilliant man in the Five Elements Sect, who eventually became a disciple of the Master. At that time, you were not yet born, right? Haha, I also heard that from my master."

"It is said that he had a relationship with our current Master of the Five Elements Sect, ahem."

"Don't ahem, tell me in detail..." Wang Ting, who was yawning on the side, was now interested.

But no matter how he asked, Master Zhang kept silent.

Five hundred years...

Xing Dao's eyes showed contemplation and confusion. He has only cultivated for three hundred years.

According to records, the limit of the Six Realms Heavenly Power can extend life for about a thousand years.

But that is only the limit after all, just like the four realms of great supernatural powers. People say that entering the middle three realms can live a few hundred years longer, but in fact, most of the four realms only live for more than two hundred years. Unless you have no worries, no disasters, and no troubles in your life, you may be able to extend your life a lot more.

In addition, there is no saying that any of the six realms really wait until their lifespans are cut off to die. They usually break through the seventh realm or find opportunities and die.

After all, apart from other things, who can enter the sixth realm without their own ambitions, who wants to live in vain.

So...

"It happened five hundred years ago... But how long did that lord live, and what realm was he in." Xing Dao finally couldn't help wondering.

Master Zhang shook his head gently.

"Who knows? It is said that the lord appeared as early as the first meeting, and now it has been a thousand years."

Master Wang Ting, who had been silent for a long time, now showed contempt.

"Zhang Dadan, don't call him lord all the time. Damn it, people who practice Taoism say Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun every day, and then call others lords. What's wrong, what are you practicing?"

Zhang Dadan showed a trace of dissatisfaction. His junior brother was always nagging. He could tolerate it in the past, but he couldn't give him face outside.

He was about to speak, but his eyes froze, and he turned his head slightly, looking back from the corner of his eyes.

The other two also looked back immediately.

There was a dazzling sword light whistling away in the sky.

Well, a very fast sword...

Where did Daxuan get such a powerful sword cultivator?

But before they could think about it, the clouds not far ahead dissipated like a tide, and two blurry figures slowly appeared in front of them.

The two wore dark blue cloud-patterned Taoist robes with hazy light and mist lingering on them, and looked forward with indifferent expressions.

But if Ye Wuyou was here, he would find that the clothes of the two were exactly the same as Feng Xinling when he first met her.

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The air seemed to be filled with thick pressure.

It was still the bottom of the original valley, but the atmosphere at this moment was a little wrong.

Lu Chen looked left and right, and finally sat down calmly against a rock beside him, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, with a leisurely look.

The old woman in black robe had already turned around. Even though her face was covered by the black veil, she could still feel the gloom and a hint of anger hidden in it.

She looked at the brat who had spoken wildly to her before. The latter's expression was not good or bad, but he had an attitude of fighting with you.

And in front of him...

The old woman in black robe took a few steps and then stopped.

It was not Ye Wuyou who made her, a seventh-level realm master, stop, but someone else.

The old woman spoke slowly at this moment.

"Master Luo, why do you have to do this?"

Luo Yue was now opening her arms and lying in front of Ye Wuyou.

The little girl looked a little petite and thin. Because of her practice of life and death transformation, her body was thin and her waist was like a willow in the wind. It seemed that she could hold the other person in her hands with a light grip.

There was a whistling mountain wind in the valley, which made Luo Yue's dress rustle. Her body swayed slightly, and the whole person seemed to be off the ground.

She stood in front of Ye Wuyou, her height only reaching his chest, and she was two heads shorter than him.

Protecting Ye Wuyou behind her was like a chick protecting an old hen.

Of course, Ye Wuyou was not an old hen.

This scene alone seemed extremely funny, but no one smiled.

Even Lu Chen's eating speed of melon seeds slowed down, but when the melon seeds fell into his mouth, they became more and more flavorful.

The eerie and dark spirit general was floating in front of Luo Yue at this moment. With every step the old woman took, the aura of the spirit general rose a little higher.

"Master Luo, swords don't have eyesight. I would like to advise you to get out of the way." The old woman said indifferently.

Luo Yue's response was simple and her tone was extremely cold.

"Try it."

Luo Yue said coldly, then stretched out her finger, and Sanjing Yaoguang's Qi traced the void on the ground in front of her along the fingertip.

"If you dare to cross this line, I won't hold back." Luo Yue snorted and said coldly.

The old woman in black robe was silent for a long time, her eyes seemed to be thinking hard.

Finally, she frowned slightly and said.

"Where's the line?"

"Wire……"

Luo Yue paused for a moment, then realized that her Qi of the Three Realms could not leave even a trace on the Baiyun Temple's dedicated platform for "martial arts performance".

Can't break the defense.

Luo Yue was a little angry, and even a little aggrieved. Is the Three Realms already so unbearable now?

So she raised her head and glanced at Ye Wuyou with upturned eyes. The latter could not help but flick his finger, and on the platform, a deep ravine was drawn at the front of where Luo Yue was pointing.

After doing all this, Ye Wuyou stretched out his big hand and touched the little girl's head to comfort her.

Ye Wuyou sighed, and couldn't help but recall that when he was in the Three Realms, he was still very popular...

Alas, now the three realms have been deprecated, and the five realms are the mainstream.

The old woman in black robe looked at the ravine line in front of her, and then glanced at Luo Yue, whose head was touched by Ye Wuyou. She was silent for a moment, and finally said in a hoarse voice.

"Master Luo, I feel really sorry for you. You protected this shameless boy behind you today. Hehe, this guy will be like brown sugar in the future. He will stick to you and you won't be able to get rid of him."

After saying this, Luo Yue's expression paused slightly, her eyes were blank, and her fingertips were playing together unconsciously.

Ye Wuyou would stick to him and be unable to get rid of him.

Isn't this just like glue and paint...

Is there such a good thing?

Seeing the change in Luo Yue's expression, the old woman in black robe chuckled lightly. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the words that were somewhat tangled and hesitant came softly.

"Are you telling the truth? That's great."

The old woman slowly typed a big "?"

She was so angry that she sneered again and again, so she looked at the guy behind Luo Yue and Ye Wuyou.

"Boy, how can you, a grown man, hide behind a woman? You really have no shame or shame."

Hearing this, Ye Wuyou tilted his head with a blank expression, and then said doubtfully.

"Genders are equal. What's there to be ashamed of? Why do you have to define yourself like this? The word "big man" has been washed away in the past, do you understand? If you don't punch me, I'll punch it for you."

The old woman couldn't understand what she said, but she seemed to be born with the ability to understand its meaning...

"What nonsense are you talking about? You kid is talking nonsense. If you are a man, please stand up."

Of course, it was impossible for Ye Wuyou to stand up and die.

Just when the old woman vaguely realized something, Ye Wuyou's words came again.

"Other girls don't care, so what do you care about? Or, Lao Deng, there is no man to hide from you..."

The old woman was so angry that she was shaking all over. This was the first time she was so angry.

"Okay, okay, brat, you really deserve to die..."

But she didn't make a move or cross the line.

Because she could tell that the look on that little girl Luo Yue's face looked like she was going to have sex with you.

He was exactly the same as Ye Wuyou who was hiding behind him, no, he was even better than his predecessor.

Just like a mother chicken protecting her chickens behind her, the feathers all over her body are exploding.

The old woman frowned at this scene.

It wouldn't matter if he hadn't been chased by the [Spear of Cause and Effect] before. After all, the spirit generals of the Seventh Realm are not as good as the real Seventh Realm.

But she is injured now.

The old woman in black robe sighed softly in her heart, feeling that the person in front of her was still too young...

Only young people can be so fearless and fearlessly stubborn.

Just like Luo Qinghan...

If anything doesn't work out in the end, it will just explode...

Just like Ye Wuyou and Luo Yue in front of them.

She has been practicing Taoism for so long, and as her level continues to rise, she becomes more and more cautious.

On the side, Lu Chen had finished smashing the melon seeds in his hand, smacked his lips, tilted his head and thought for a while, feeling that both sides were now in a difficult situation.

So he cleared his throat and started talking.

"Old sect leader, there is no need to continue talking nonsense with this brat. This was originally a martial arts show for young people. Let the young people solve their problems. We old people are so old, why should we be angry? Woolen cloth?"

The old woman sneered and then said a few words.

"Ye Wuyou, when Baiyunguan and Lingxue Pavilion come back, I'll have to see how you defend yourself."

Ye Wuyou said nothing and shrank his neck.

Then he waited for the old woman to turn around and made a face.

Luo Yue's eyes looked a little strange when she saw this scene, and she only hesitated for a moment.

He also made a face.

This is a real grimace, something scary.

The old woman turned around silently and did not notice the scene behind her.

But the corner of her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Luo Qinghan who was behind her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Because she found that her disciple had slightly relaxed his brows at this moment, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

On that young, beautiful, flawless face, the spring breeze blew, and the cold frost dissipated like spring snow, revealing a faint smile.

But...

What is she laughing at?

What on earth is she laughing at!!!