My practice narration is weird

On the ninth floor of the dark Heavenly Prison, Qu Wuyi stared blankly at the Shinto pillar in front of him.

【Shinto Art·Clone】

Wu Yi suddenly felt that his body was a little limp, and he was even more exhausted than if his energy had been exhausted.

"Shinto, Shinto, why is it a clone..."

"Will it still be me?"

Ye Wuyou was standing aside at the moment, but he was also unable to respond to this question.

Qu Wuyi fell to the ground, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

Ever since he accidentally immersed himself in the strange figure of [Hollow] in a village with scattered wooden leaves, Qu Wuyi has been working hard to survive.

He even hesitated to [transgender] and become a man.

After all, [Shinto Technique: Yin-Yang Reincarnation] can only eliminate the erosion at that time, and the weirdness is still there.

Qu Wuyi didn't have any lofty dreams, he just wanted to be a complete salted fish.

She went all the way to the fifth realm, not because of her outstanding cultivation talent, but because she was forced to do so.

Those who are forced, Dute Niang is forced, if you don’t cultivate, you will die if you don’t cultivate...

"But the host clearly said that I can live here if I come here..." Qu Wuyi murmured in a low voice.

The owner of Tianji Tower was very kind to her.

She was originally just a miscellany in Tianji Tower. She was eroded by strangeness and found it difficult to talk to others.

But the poster named her a way to survive through "transgender", and after "transgender", because of her habits and dressing style, she often faced strange looks from others.

Qu Wuyi hated himself.

But the host actually cared a lot about her.

This made Qu Wuyi wonder whether he should believe the poster.

What he said must be right?

Ye Wuyou glanced at the other party and replied without comment.

"The poster is right. At least in the eyes of outsiders, Qu Wuyi is still Qu Wuyi."

"But it still depends on yourself."

Qu Wuyi was obviously not good at making decisions, so she was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"What if you were me, what would you do if you were like me now?"

A brief but firm voice came.

"I will choose to merge with the second Weird One." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Qu Wuyi's eyes trembled.

Time passed, and Qu Wuyi still couldn't make a choice.

Ye Wuyou shook his head. He brought the other party here to explain everything clearly to him, and he also had some selfish intentions.

He wanted to see how he could create another version of himself.

What will happen between the clone and the main body?

Why did ‘Lu Qingshan’ want to kill the real Lu Qingshan in the first place?

When it comes to questions about oneself, the answers are different for thousands of people, but none of them are right or wrong.

Ye Wuyou didn't urge Qu Wuyi, he just waved his hand gently, took out something and threw it to the other party.

It was a leaf from the sacred tree.

"It seems that you still need to think about it for a while. This leaf... can help you temporarily resist the strange erosion."

"I don't have time to stay here. I will leave next, but if you know the secret location of the Heavenly Prison, there will be no turning back. And you have reached your limit. I will ban the eighth level of the Heavenly Prison."

"I can't pick you up until I come back. If you can survive, you can practice here by yourself."

The five realms of great supernatural powers can survive for a long time.

So Ye Wuyou is not worried.

Qu Wuyi nodded.

Ye Wuyou turned around and left. Before he finished, he paused and asked lightly.

"If you 'survive', what are you going to do next?"

Qu Wuyi had never thought about this question, and was stunned for a moment before responding in a confused manner.

"Ah, I, I'll probably go back to Tianji Tower. Food and accommodation are included there. I have two days off and two days off. I can also subsidize going out for interviews..."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a while, smiled, turned and left.

Next stop.

Luohe.

And where Luohe is...

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The mist-like river echoed in the Great Yan Imperial City.

From time to time, you can see figures walking out of the mist river one after another.

And outside Dayan Emperor City.

The Qi of the Six Realm Tianquan was flowing freely, and his figure took a few steps back, but his left arm still turned into ashes and dissipated.

Li Su looked blankly at the woman who was protecting him, and then at the person who sent him to Jixia Academy, but now he didn't fight back.

"Yuan, Dean Jiang, why? He sent me here."

The beautifully dressed woman did not look back, she looked forward calmly, but her expression was a little solemn.

The dean of Jixia College sounded slightly cold at this moment, looked at the dead person in front of him, and said.

"You shouldn't appear here... Lu Qingshan."

The scattered powder quickly condensed bit by bit and re-condensed into arms, and even the damaged cyan gown slowly recovered bit by bit.

A middle-aged man in his forties, always with a gentle smile on his face.

In his eyes, there was a rare lack of violence and killing like the other dead people.

A calm and calm voice came faintly.

"Really, I don't want to either, but someone has been planning it for so long. This is not what I want."

Saying this, he stretched out his hand, but his fingertips lightly touched the ground in front of him.

Invisible energy rippled away, and a slight shattering sound came out, as if something had been destroyed.

That's a formation.

A formation that seals the dead.

"You can't ban me." Lu Qingshan sighed softly, not knowing whether the words contained regret or ridicule.

Dean Jiang, who was also in the sixth realm, had a serious look on his face. He realized that his method had been broken, took a deep breath, and frowned.

"You are already dead... Why are you here?"

"I just saved someone I knew. Wasn't the little girl your student?"

There was a trace of anger in the woman's eyes.

"I mean, why can you still talk to me like this, why do you stand in front of me, why, not like the others..."

Why don't you just know how to kill like the others.

Lu Qingshan thought for a moment, then his voice calmed down, he stretched out his hand, and tapped his head with his fingertips.

"It's complicated. Maybe it's because I was weird in my life, I've long been accustomed to the feeling of being eroded, maybe it's because I have always been controlled by "myself", or maybe I was in the sixth realm in my life, too powerful."

Just like Su Qingchen.

Su Qingchen not only changed her sex, she used to have [Recall] and [Forget], she was a strong person who could survive Xia Anmeng's hands many times a thousand years ago, and she herself has been troubled by strange erosion.

Now, she has a certain resistance to the control of [Mirror Man] and some means, and can struggle on her own.

But this resistance also has a time limit.

As time goes by, she will eventually have the desire to kill.

Su Qingchen wanted to turn her murderous heart into lust, but she didn't expect to be caught by Ye Wuyou, and the murderous intention occupied her mind for a while.

The final outcome was that she was sealed.

The voice paused slightly, and Lu Qingshan followed.

"But after seeing what the other 'resurrected' people did, I realized that maybe the mission in my mind was different."

"Others only know how to kill because the intention conveyed in their minds is only killing."

"This point is echoed in my mind, but not all of it."

"The person who called us dead people out of the Luo River seems to have other intentions, and his plan seems to be indispensable to me."

The beautiful woman's eyes were slightly startled, but then she asked.

"What is the intention, who is controlling all this?"

The dead people revived, and the Luo River appeared when it shouldn't appear. This is extremely strange.

If you say that no one is planning all this behind the scenes, no one will believe it.

Lu Qingshan did not respond, but just looked at him calmly.

The beautiful woman realized that Lu Qingshan would not tell her.

But there is no doubt that it is not a good thing. What good thing can be done by asking this guy to do it alone.

Thinking of this, the beautiful woman's expression calmed down, no longer having any extra emotions, and spoke indifferently.

"Lu Qingshan, you should never appear in front of me, so stay."

"Can you keep me?" Lu Qingshan asked seriously.

Faced with this question, Dean Jiang's eyes shone with a gleam of brilliance, and his voice was sharp.

"Lu Qingshan, you have become weaker, and there is no weirdness in you."

Why was Lu Qingshan unstoppable in Da Yan?

It was nothing more than the almost costless weirdness of [Death].

And Lu Qingshan, who was "resurrected from the dead", had no weird aura.

He lost the power that should not belong to him.

So Dean Jiang was confident.

"You no longer have the power to deprive everything." The beautiful woman's aura became stronger little by little.

But what about Lu Qingshan?

The calm-looking man in green shirt had a slight arc at the corner of his mouth at this moment, and there was a kind of indifference in his eyes that should have been dead.

He smiled gently.

"Even if I have indeed become weaker, it does not mean that you have become stronger."