My practice narration is weird

Chapter 402 This is what the king wants him to do/Dead people are more useful than living people

Lu Caiwei walked alone in this dark flesh and blood passage with a sword, her expression calm.

The hallucinogenic aura floating around and the mucus that was enough to corrode the great supernatural power practitioners had no effect on her.

Xia Anmeng's voice rang in Lu Caiwei's heart.

"If what the master saw earlier is correct, this monster may be Pulao."

"Pulao?"

Lu Caiwei's eyes were slightly stunned.

"Pulao, the ancient books say that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of whom is Pulao. The dragon is lustful, and Pulao is the son of the dragon and the golden toad..."

Lu Caiwei's eyes became more and more strange.

"Hey, isn't it a toad?"

"No, it's a golden toad, that's what the book says." Xia Anmeng corrected.

"But the master is also very surprised. There is really such a monster in the world? It's incredible..."

Xia Anmeng's words were a little sighing and doubtful.

At the moment when everyone was swallowed, everyone else tried their best to escape, but Xia Anmeng paid more attention.

Thousands of years of experience always make him more knowledgeable than others.

The appearance of the dragon-shaped beast head reminded Xia Anmeng of some descriptions in ancient books.

But ancient books are just ancient books in the eyes of many people, and the various matters recorded in them are just processed stories.

For example, where are ghosts in this world?

Xia Anmeng has been practicing until now, and has never seen people turn into ghosts after death.

But then again, why are there so many strange stories circulating in the market? Even the Taoist sect has a special record of exorcism techniques? Even the magic skills include the art of controlling and refining souls?

The world is really strange.

But no matter what, when Xia Anmeng saw the monster, he immediately realized that the ancient books did not seem to be all "stories".

"Speaking of which, where is Ye Wuyou? Isn't the belly of this Pulao too big? How big is it?"

Lu Caiwei didn't speak, so Xia Anmeng spoke again and again.

The master spoke, and the apprentice listened quietly.

Lu Caiwei was different from Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan. She was swallowed into this place, but she did not faint and remained awake.

At present, she has been in the belly of this giant beast for about an hour, but still hasn't seen the second figure.

Worry gradually appeared in Lu Caiwei's eyes.

Xia Anmeng's voice sounded at the right time.

"Are you worried about that boy?"

Lu Caiwei nodded subconsciously, but then froze for a moment, and then hurriedly added hesitantly.

"Also, there is Qinghan..."

Xia Anmeng was silent at first, then chuckled, and spoke casually.

"That woman's realm is higher than yours, and she is one step away from reaching the realm of my master before his death. You are fine, so what can happen to her?"

"But Ye Ye Ye Ye Wu You..."

Xia Anmeng interrupted.

"Don't worry, I saw that boy was confident in the Pavilion Master's Dao Domain before, and he obviously has a trump card."

"Trumpet?"

Lu Caiwei's eyes were slightly stunned. She really didn't pay attention to these things before. She only remembered that Ye Wu You was beaten badly and his hand was broken...

"But he he he was so badly injured..."

Injured?

Xia Anmeng naturally saw Ye Wu You's miserable condition.

But...a broken hand is actually nothing for a man.

But such a big cut on the waist is very serious.

I don't know if the kidney is injured, and whether it will be useful in the future?

Will a bad kidney affect cultivation?

Is there any precious medicine to repair the kidney?

"Master, Master..." Lu Caiwei called softly.

The little head shook, and there was a little doubt in the clear eyes.

Why didn't the master speak?

Xia Anmeng came back to her senses, and was a little surprised. What was she thinking just now?

What does Ye Wuyou's kidney have to do with her?

But...

"Don't worry about him. He was still normal at that time, which means he was fine. If he really got into a life-and-death situation, he... would be different." Xia Anmeng said softly.

"Normal?"

Lu Caiwei didn't understand, and Xia Anmeng didn't explain.

But in her mind, she couldn't help but recall the night in the Great Yan Imperial City and the Ye Wuyou she saw that night.

At that time, Ye Wuyou stepped into the second level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra, and all living beings were without form.

Is he powerful?

No, in Xia Anmeng's eyes, Ye Wuyou at that time was just the first step into the threshold of the fourth realm.

But Xia Anmeng felt that even if Ye Wuyou at that time had no practice at all, he was not afraid of any practitioner.

It may be inappropriate to say fearless.

Xia Anmeng felt that in Ye Wuyou's eyes at that time...

Other people, including himself.

It seemed that he did not take them seriously and treated them as human beings.

Is that Ye Wuyou's trump card?

After moving forward for about a quarter of an hour, the creeping walls around him gradually narrowed until they became a narrow passage.

And the flesh-colored walls gradually became transparent at this moment.

No longer flesh and blood, but emitting crystal, like the veins of branches.

Xia Anmeng looked around, thinking in his heart, and finally seemed to think of something.

"The appearance of the surroundings...is somewhat similar to the meridians in the human body. Maybe we can get out?" Xia Anmeng's words were a little uncertain.

The road became narrower and narrower, and Lu Caiwei showed a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

The sultry air, the gradually narrowing passage, and the dark front.

Darkness represents the unknown.

Lu Caiwei clenched the sword in her hand.

After practicing to the sixth realm, Lu Caiwei already had a sense of premonition.

She felt that there was danger ahead.

Suddenly, a very subtle sound came from the front.

Click, click...

That was the sound of human footsteps.

It was the sound of stepping on the creeping flesh and blood ground.

Although the sound was subtle, it was unusually empty.

But why would there be empty footsteps in this increasingly narrow passage?

The mind swept through, but could not see through the darkness.

Who was it?

But then, there was a loud roar, and there was a strong fluctuation of qi.

Lu Caiwei's eyes flickered slightly.

This strong qi made her know who was in front.

But she did not leave, but lightly tapped the sword, and then stepped forward.

If the flesh-colored wall and ground before were the "belly" of this monster Pulao.

Then the crystal clear and blood-stained transparent passages around are just like the blood vessels and meridians in the body of this monster.

Where does this "meridian" lead to?

Lu Caiwei's steps became faster and faster, and finally, she reached the end of this vein.

The scene changed in an instant.

It was bright and open.

The scenery that came into view made Lu Caiwei slightly startled.

She stood on the edge of this vein channel, and in front of her was a circular and empty "place" with a huge height difference.

Humans in it are like ants in a barrel.

In addition, what came into view were countless dense and crystal clear "vein" channels.

Those veins surrounded the "barrel" in all directions, but the place they eventually led to was the center of the barrel.

Although I don't know what it represents, one thing is very clear.

This is still in the body of the monster Pulao.

How big should this Pulao be?

But what attracted Lu Caiwei's attention at this moment was not the strange changes around.

It was a person and a soul in the center of the "barrel".

A huge beast was quietly circling in the field, with a dragon head and a beast body, two horns on its head, and traces of time all over its body.

Pulao.

Although the body of the beast was extremely solid, almost the same as a real monster, the ripples that appeared from time to time on its body still represented one thing.

It was just a spirit.

But it had already exceeded the ordinary people's understanding of spirits.

Pulao did not make any move, but with just a slight glance, a strong aura impacted everything around.

Lu Caiwei stood on the edge, her sleeves fluttering in the wind, but the sword in her hand did not move at all.

"Don't move..." Xia Anmeng reminded.

Of course Lu Caiwei would not move.

Because Pulao was not looking at her at the moment.

But at another person in the field.

[Magic Power·Zhan Wuchang]

[Magic Power·Chaos Wolf]

Chains and blood sickles were flying wildly in the empty field, filled with blood and sharp.

However, Xing Dao's brows were always furrowed, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Just a slight glance from the soul, his magic power was defeated and disintegrated.

Although the monster in front of him was only a soul, he felt an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Where did such a monster come from in this world?

"Who are you..." There was a voice of desolation.

Xing Dao did not reply.

And the huge beast finally moved at this moment, it stretched out its front claws and waved at Xing Dao in the air.

Xing Dao's body staggered back, his fingertips suddenly pinched the formula in front of him, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

Do you really have to use the Dao domain twice in a short period of time? Can you bear it?

Never mind.

"Who is the bell on your waist from..."

The voice came again, with an inquiry.

Bell?

Xing Dao was stunned, and then realized something.

It was the bell that the Lord had asked someone to give him, and it contained a trace of Feng Xinling's breath.

It was the Lord's token.

The monster in front of him knew the Lord? They were acquaintances? Or mortal enemies?

No matter how you think about it, it should be an enemy, right?

After all, the Lord had said that Daxuan should support "Dayan" to fight against the monsters.

Words cannot be said carelessly, but now he has no choice but to say it.

Xing Dao's mind turned over and over, and finally made up his mind.

Take a gamble...

If you lose the bet, open the Dao domain and fight desperately.

"I am doing things for the Lord this time, I hope you can do me a favor."

The claws that were waving again suddenly paused.

Xing Dao was stunned, and then realized something.

It's useful, really useful!

This big guy really knows the Lord.

And it doesn't seem to be an enemy?

But why did the Lord know this monster... shouldn't he just crush it to death?

"Oh? That guy... what did he ask you to do?" A voice of desolateness sounded.

Xing Dao paused in his heart, then he forgot about the matter of the sacred tree and answered.

"Looking for someone, looking for a remnant soul, that remnant soul is attached to a person."

The monster was silent for a moment, and then the voice slowly spoke with inquiry.

"That guy has something to do with this king. This king fell into a deep sleep before and just woke up. Do you know who cut down the sacred tree on Qingqiu?"

Xing Dao was sweating coldly, but he finally looked calm and spoke seriously.

"It's the person I'm looking for."

Really?

A sword energy suddenly emerged in the open space, and the sword intent was sharp and sharp.

Along with the sword intent, there was a voice.

Lu Caiwei still stood there, witnessing all this, but finally spoke up.

"He he lied."

The sacred tree was not cut down by Ye Wuyou.

Xingdao immediately cast his gaze and glared angrily.

Lu Caiwei stopped talking and just raised her sword lightly.

The monster Pulao didn't seem to care at the moment, just laughing lightly.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care. You are the person under that old guy's seat, so I won't make things difficult for you. Since he is looking for someone, it's okay, I will do the old guy a favor."

Xingdao was stunned for a moment, then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

No, is the relationship between this monster and Your Majesty that good?

"That old guy, I guess you shouldn't have just said this. I haven't been awake for long and don't know much about you. Please tell me what else my old friend said."

Xingdao felt a little hesitant.

What else did that gentleman say?

Let yourself find the spirit of the sacred tree as a medicine introduction, let yourself find the spirit of the wind...

Other than that, it’s all about “supporting Great Yan”.

Xing Dao is not stupid. Although he did not help Dayan, he knew clearly along the way that the monster in front of him might be the culprit of this monster clan disaster?

And your Majesty asked Daxuan's people to provide help to Dayan to fight against the demon clan...

Humans are humans and demons are demons.

Respecting the superior is a human being, and only Xingdao recognizes the other person.

Over the years, Daxuan has had His Majesty's shadow, from the initial end of the dispute to the present peace.

Including recent events, it has been proved that that lord, regardless of the specifics, is at least on the side of the human race...

Can you say this?

But someone spoke for him.

The voice was slow but firm.

"That lord, he, he wants people to support Dayan, come, come and kill you..."

Lu Caiwei was also present at Daxuan when his Majesty asked the immortal envoy to deliver the message and order.

It was also that sentence that directly ended the remaining disputes in the field.

As soon as these words came out, Xingdao's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

This little girl is really not afraid of death. Can she say this? Don’t you want to live a few more days?

Now he is in the body of the monster, and the peace at this moment is due to the "old friend" relationship between Your Majesty and this monster.

This sentence can directly destroy the relationship between the two.

Xing Dao quickly explained to Bu Dao.

"No, actually Your Majesty didn't mean that. He..."

What does that mean?

Xingdao can't explain it.

It is a fact that Daxuan supports Dayan, and it is also a fact that His Majesty has spoken to them to support them against the demon clan.

"hehe……"

Pulao did not speak, but the sound came from his belly, and the empty land was filled with the echo of this laughter.

The smile penetrates the heart.

Xing Dao's eyes were gloomy and he didn't know how to speak, but he was ready to open the Dao realm and try to escape from this place.

But the words came with a faint smile, and there was a hint of satisfaction in the smile.

"Don't worry about it. This is the agreement between me and the old guy. This matter has been anticipated..."

"I asked him to do this. After all, the realm of Da Yan's practitioners is too low, and the amount of blood is simply not enough..."

"But it's still not enough right now. It's strange. Is it because there are so few people coming to support? It's time for the old guy to send more people..."

His pupils shrank slightly, and Xingdao even couldn't believe what he was hearing.

What's the meaning?

Does the so-called "support for Great Yan" actually mean sending people over to kill these monsters?

Xingdao doesn't understand it and can't understand it.

What is this for?

Xingdao doesn't think he is a good person.

He cultivated Ji Wuye with ulterior motives. He also attacked Ye Wuyou for his own cultivation, and he also treated Luo Qinghan with courtesy first and then attack.

If killing people can increase one's spiritual practice, Xingdao wouldn't mind killing a few more people.

But Xingdao is at least a human being.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been responsible for suppressing [Destruction] for so many years.

So when he heard these words at this moment, he felt a subtle sense of joy in his heart.

Daxuan did not come this time, and the form of support was changed to "materials".

I must stabilize this monster now, just stabilize it.

After waiting for himself to return, he immediately told the other seven realms about this matter.

There were calm words coming from my ears.

"I am very satisfied with you, and it is good that you are valued by my old friend..."

"Now, how about doing some work for me?"

Xingdao took a deep breath and finally answered respectfully.

"Thank you for your love, but I have already followed you, so I hope..."

"It won't be long." Pulao said calmly.

The words were plain, but they revealed an undeniable tone.

Xingdao was silent.

Just hold it steady.

I want to go back alive and bring the news back to Daxuan, and I want to be rewarded by your Majesty, get the Tao Fruit, and set foot on the Eighth Realm of Tianxuan...

Xingdao finally nodded and asked proactively.

"I wonder what you want to do here?"

Pulao spoke slowly.

"There were a few ants that got into my body earlier. I wanted to digest them directly, but that guy has some tricks up his sleeve..."

"One of the people is a man. I am very interested in him and will bring him back. Whether he lives or dies..."

Xingdao's eyes flashed with light, and he nodded respectfully.

My feeling is indeed correct.

Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou, apart from Feng Xinxin, you seem to have a lot of secrets.

Xing Dao decided to ask the other party when he captured him.

He turned around and was about to leave.

But in a flash, dry branches of trees attacked from the darkness, and their speed was so fast that they pierced his heart like tentacles.

His eyes paused, and Xing Dao immediately showed resentment.

He turned around abruptly, pinched his fingers with one hand to perform the Dao domain.

[Dao Domain Expand]

[Iron Chain Link]

The black sphere suddenly appeared in the open space.

It was just much smaller than the previous range of more than a hundred feet.

In the Dao domain, Xing Dao was the master of this range, and his own magical power doubled. He could detect every move of others, and the rest would be suppressed.

But countless dry branches attacked quickly, densely packed, and endless.

Those were dry tree roots.

The roots of the sacred tree.

Xing Dao was surprised to find that those tree roots were not affected by his Dao domain.

The blood sickle turned rapidly, constantly cutting off the roots of the sacred trees.

"Why!"

He suddenly opened his mouth, but the voice was directed to the Pulao.

He had already promised everything.

A desolate and somewhat tired voice came slowly.

"Didn't you find along the way? Those other monsters..."

"What?" Xing Dao didn't understand.

"Dead people are more useful than living people. This king only wants dead people to do things for me..."