My practice narration is weird

On the mountain path of Baiyun Temple, an old man in Taoist robes walked in front with a smile and his hands behind his back, followed by Ye Wuyou with a calm expression.

There were several figures following behind Ye Wuyou.

They are just female figures.

Lu Caiwei, Luo Yue, Fang Ning, Li Su.

Master Wang Ting was in a pretty good mood at the moment. He looked at the misty clouds in the mountains without looking back, and chuckled to himself.

"Why is Baiyun Temple called Baiyun Temple? Hehe, it sounds nice outside. It is said that our founder once enlightened and saw his true self from the top of Baiyun Mountain. The breeze blew up the white clouds and turned into this misty sea of ​​clouds. In reality, it's all That’s bullshit.”

Ye Wuyou, who was following behind, showed curiosity in his eyes at the right time. He really hadn't thought about the origin of the name. Could there be any significance behind the name Baiyunguan?

"Actually, when the temple was built, we were so poor that we didn't even have a grain of rice left. Several people were wearing a torn Taoist robe, and the only thing we could see was the white clouds in the mountains, so it was called Baiyun. View.”

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows, feeling that the founder of Baiyun Temple was quite humorous.

"The Shinto Pillar that records [Shrinking Earth to an Inch] is right in front. I used to live next to it, but over the years, apart from me, the only person who has learned it is the woman named Luo. To be honest, I don't know How did you learn it?"

Master Wang Ting's words came from the front, and then he paused slightly and then added.

"But I don't care, after all, this is not some magic skill... Not many people know that you can do Shinto magic, but if you worship under the Shinto pillar for a while now, your Shinto skills will be smooth in the future. ”

Ye Wuyou nodded in agreement.

Understanding the Shinto Pillar was the last thing he did before leaving Daxuan.

In the past few days, most matters have been finalized and negotiated by Fang Ning and Li Su with various companies. Ye Wuyou didn't know the specific details, but the final result was generally acceptable.

Why generally?

Even with the words of the so-called "Your Majesty", it is not easy to support Great Yan. In addition, each sect also has its own thoughts.

There are very few disciples in Baiyunguan, Lingxue Pavilion needs to suppress [Destroy], Five Elements Sect has a biased attitude, the Lu family needs to suppress [Lei Chi], the Cui family needs to move, the Lu family has just come down from the sky a few months ago, everything is prosperous, not to mention the Luo family, The castle in the air is being built with building blocks bit by bit.

Therefore, the form of "support" on Daxuan's side is slightly different.

It can provide training resources, healing elixirs, talismans, mechanisms, formation materials, weapons and equipment, food and grass...

In terms of supplies alone, what Daxuan provided was quite complete and the supplies were very good.

Important person, no.

No matter how Daxuan didn't take the demon clan's troubles seriously, in the final analysis, fighting against the demon clan would really result in bloodshed.

But this result is not that bad, it can be regarded as a result acceptable to both parties.

Dayan had quite a few soldiers and cultivating sects, but the reason why they were retreating was ultimately because there were too many high-level demon kings from the demon clan, and the master of the Sword Sect was too busy running back and forth between battle lines to deal with them.

Although the leader of the Taoist sect is in the sixth realm, his training is not good at fighting. He is an expert in deductive arithmetic, formation formation and refining medicine, but he is slightly inferior in fighting.

All places can only rely on the formations deployed by Daozong to barely resist.

When Ye Wuyou listened to Fang Ning's story, he felt vaguely that the Taoist master was roughly equivalent to the master Snow Leopard.

"arrive."

The sound of words interrupted Ye Wuyou's thoughts. He raised his head slightly and looked forward.

Just like in the Great Yan Imperial City, the Shinto Pillar was standing in front of him at this moment.

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Shinto magic is a legacy of the previous era.

Just like Tian Yan, although occasionally someone can understand it, the cost is to consume their own soul. Even if ordinary people are lucky enough to learn it, they will not be able to use it a few times.

However, people with strange possessions can use Shinto techniques to suppress the strange erosion without having to pay the price of their souls.

But in the Seventh Realm, it seems that there is no need to care about this.

The same is true for the Shinto technique in front of him that shrunk to an inch.

Ye Wuyou once carefully recalled the differences between the Shinto techniques he and Luo Qinghan had learned.

The conclusion drawn was that it was probably the limit distance that Luo Qinghan could cover with one use of [Shrinking Ground], while Ye Wuyou needed two or even three times.

Ye Wuyou attributed it to a poor imitation of the "Shadowless Heart Sutra" without truly understanding the Shinto Pillar, just like Tian Yan.

"Let each of you understand it. If you don't have any insights for an hour, it can only be said that you have no chance of Shinto art."

Master Wang Ting's words came out calmly.

He looked calmly at the people in the field, although among them except Ye Wuyou and Luo Yue, who had strange intentions, they were considered the most suitable candidates for learning Shinto arts.

For the rest, even if they learn it, they still need to consume their souls.

But this [shrinking the ground into an inch] is different from other Shinto techniques after all, it is a means of saving life.

When the time comes to save your life, do you care whether you consume your soul or not?

If you really want to save your life, you can change your gender.

[Shrinking the ground into an inch] is not an illusion caused by the so-called fast speed, but a real "shift".

A "movement" as short as a few miles, up to dozens of miles, or even as small as a hundred miles can often change a lot of things.

As for the principle, Wang Ting doesn't know, Luo Qinghan doesn't know, and Ye Wuyou doesn't know either.

No one in the world can tell clearly.

But there was something that Wang Ting was puzzled about.

Why do ordinary people have to consume "spirits" when using Shinto magic?

Why can the soul be used as the power to drive Shinto magic?

Moreover, although it is a legacy from the previous era, if this Shinto technique is so difficult to acquire, how did people in the previous era use it?

These doubts cannot be answered after all.

Master Wang Ting turned and left.

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In the middle of the field, Ye Wuyou looked at Luo Yue, smiled softly, and gave him an encouraging look.

Not that he was hiding any selfish motives, but among those present, Ye Wuyou most hoped that Luo Yue could learn the Shinto technique.

The weirdness in the little girl must be suppressed by herself in order to continue, instead of Ye Wuyou always providing branches of the sacred tree.

After all, Ye Wuyou himself didn't know which one would come first, tomorrow or the accident. What if the sacred tree was kidnapped one day?

Luo Yue took a deep breath at this moment, and her face that had regained some color showed a trace of perseverance. Then she closed her eyes and sat cross-legged in front of the Shinto pillar.

Her breath was different from before.

Luo Yue's realm has reached the fourth realm and the middle three realms.

This is dual cultivation... This is the improvement brought about by Ye Wuyou's guidance of Luo Yue's cultivation that night.

Fang Ning also sat down cross-legged at this moment.

As a member of the Taoist sect, Fang Ning knows the wonders of Tianyan, but no one can learn it.

Although the person in front of her was not Tian Yan, she still wanted to try to learn this magical Shinto technique.

As for Li Su... well, this royal princess is only in the second realm. She just came to join in the fun this time. After a moment of hesitation, she sat down and thought about it secretly.

Only Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei were left in the field.

With two swords on her back, the girl stood tall and graceful. She had rarely spoken since she went up the mountain.

She was looking at the Shinto pillar in front of her at this moment, her eyes flickering slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

The girl's strange expression was naturally noticed by Ye Wuyou.

He walked over and asked softly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Only then did Lu Caiwei look away from the Shinto pillar, looking slightly sideways, looking at Ye Wuyou beside her, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"The words above, I, I, I can't understand."

This answer made Ye Wuyou look slightly stunned.

He also looked at the handwriting imprinted on the Shinto pillar.

Ye Wuyou scratched his head.

If you can't understand it...it's normal to not understand it. If you can understand it, it can only be said that it's a bit amazing.

"You don't actually need to understand this." Ye Wuyou explained patiently.

Lu Caiwei nodded, but then asked Ye Wuyou a strange question.

"You, you, you... think I should learn it?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes were a little strange. It would be good to learn one more technique.

Even if this has side effects, there is no doubt that the benefits of shrinking to an inch are greater than the side effects.

But when he looked into Lu Caiwei's eyes, there was a hint of inexplicable concern in those clear eyes.

As one's realm becomes higher and higher, one can often predict certain things in his mind. This is a very mysterious feeling.

Ye Wuyou suddenly felt that if something made people worried, then... shouldn't they do it?

There was thought in his eyes, and then he answered seriously.

"I don't think so..."

The narrator's words sounded leisurely in his mind at this moment, with some kind of bewitchment.

[This is the time to make a decision]