My practice narration is weird

Pulao's figure suddenly froze in place.

An inexplicable and even incomprehensible aura suddenly appeared in the wilderness.

What was that thing...

Ye Wuyou slowly stood up from the ground, his body covered with dust. Then he stood up, and the dust fell to the ground.

But he subconsciously looked to his side.

A childish voice came.

"Donor, you don't look very well."

It was the little monk.

Before the three wolves [retrospective], Ye Wuyou had met him once, and exchanged [Thousand People Thousand Faces] for the three wolves of [retrospective] from the little monk.

But after [retrospective], the little monk disappeared.

Of course, [Thousand People Thousand Faces] did not return to Ye Wuyou's hands.

Maybe he left after eating?

But now he is back again.

"I have nothing to give you to eat." Ye Wuyou shook his head.

The little monk smiled, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and nodded gently.

"I'm not hungry."

At the end, he looked at Ye Wuyou, and his childlike eyes showed deepness.

He spoke again, with a sincere look, but gently added.

"I'm not in a hurry either."

Ye Wuyou was stunned at first, then raised his head and laughed softly.

In his sight, only his right eye could see things at this moment.

A dry and black hand covered his face, covering his left eye.

"Since you're not in a hurry, why are you looking for me now?" Ye Wuyou whispered.

"Donor Ye has done me a favor, and I want to see if I can help you." The little monk said softly.

Help me?

"Can you take us away from here?" Ye Wuyou pointed to a ravine behind him and asked.

The little monk hesitated and finally shook his head gently.

"I can't do it."

This made Ye Wuyou smile, and then he stretched out his hand, pointed at the huge "mountain" in the sky, and pointed at the monster Pulao.

"Can you help me kill it?"

The little monk looked up and happened to meet the eyes of Pulao.

The two looked at each other.

The little monk spoke confidently.

"Donor Ye, I will be beaten to death."

Ye Wuyou looked at the mysterious little monk and didn't speak for a long time.

His face twitched slightly, but his expression changed in an instant.

The arrogance and unruliness in his eyes almost jumped out, and Ye Wuyou felt that his brain was trembling, and he laughed at the little monk.

"You bald donkey, you can't do this or that, what's the use of you?"

The next moment, Ye Wuyou suddenly stretched out his hand, but directly grabbed the little monk's neck.

The figure retreated slightly, leaving Ye Wuyou empty.

The young monk still looked calm, but his tone was a little strange.

"Donor, your inner demon is a little strange, even I can't save it."

When Ye Wuyou mentioned the inner demon, his expression changed, as if he had touched some taboo.

But his eyes calmed down in an instant, and he calmly hung his hands by his side, without sadness or joy, and looked at the young monk.

The young monk lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were still calmly looking at Ye Wuyou, and he gave a Buddhist principle.

"Donor, maybe I can help you think about the first question again?"

Ye Wuyou said calmly, "Help us leave here?"

The young monk nodded and shook his head, and then pointed to the two people who were crawling out of the ravine at this moment.

Behind the two people, around them, were the monsters who were constantly recovering from the powder.

The young monk saw all this.

"I might be able to help them leave here."

"Then why can't I?" Ye Wuyou said.

"The donor is about to fall into the hell, so it's better not to implicate others." The little monk said in a deep voice.

Ye Wuyou was silent for a while, and finally sneered, turned around and waved his hand.

The little monk understood, put his hands together, and without any movement, a girl appeared beside him.

[Charm]

Almost in an instant, it attracted all the attention in the field.

Whether it was the dead monsters, the Pulao in the sky, or Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan, their eyes were focused on the girl at this moment.

But the Pulao woke up the next moment.

He was even more afraid of the little monk.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm and unmoved.

The girl was naked, only covered by branches and leaves, and her face could not be seen clearly. Just like this, she attracted countless eyes.

"I will lead the people away, and when we are out of the restricted airspace here, I think the two female donors will be able to leave on their own with their abilities."

Then, the little monk bowed to Ye Wuyou gently, and then turned and left with the girl.

One step, two steps.

The little monk's steps were slow, but his speed was not slow. The earth was boundless, but it seemed to shrink under his feet. His figure disappeared from Ye Wuyou's sight in just a few steps.

Then, it was the dead monsters, who were now densely packed, like a wave, chasing in the direction where the little monk left.

After that, it was Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan, who also took a blank step at this moment, walking in the direction where the little monk left.

The footsteps paused slightly.

Luo Qinghan continued to move forward.

But Lu Caiwei's figure was shaking with great struggle at this moment, and then she stopped her steps forcibly.

Facing the weirdness of [Charm], she could forcibly control her mind.

Is it because Luo Qinghan is by his side that he has antibodies against this succubus girl?

Luo Qinghan likes girls, so he is not affected, but plays into that guy's hands?

The light of the traceless sword intent bloomed on Lu Caiwei.

Lu Caiwei turned around stubbornly, gritted her teeth, and spoke to Ye Wuyou.

But she couldn't make a sound.

So she kept repeating her mouth shape, as if she wanted to say something.

Ye Wuyou looked at this scene calmly, and then snapped his fingers.

A touch of energy hit the girl's forehead directly, knocking her out directly.

Finally, Lu Caiwei also left.

Ye Wuyou then turned his eyes back to the sky, and Pulao was still standing there. Perhaps because the little monk was too weird, it did not stop the guy.

After all, it was not strength that helped it survive for so many years, but survival.

At this moment, Pulao saw the little monk going away, and the fear in his eyes finally dissipated a little. He lowered his eyes slightly and spoke to Ye Wuyou calmly.

"I do know myself. If you also try to leave, I will really take away everything you have..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

It was the little monk who had left before who appeared again.

When he came, Pulao was speechless again.

Ye Wuyou didn't care.

"Why are you back?"

"I just found something on the road and ate it. Now I am full and happy, but there is no one to share it with, so I came to tell the donor."

The little monk's words were a little unclear, but the tone sounded really happy.

Ye Wuyou turned his head slightly, and then he found that the little monk seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.

That familiar breath, [Key]...

It was a one-time weirdness. Since Ye Wuyou used it, he didn't want to find it back. He smiled indifferently and didn't say much.

For the little monk, it was really a pie in the sky.

But the little monk looked at Ye Wuyou at this moment, and then broke off one of his fingers as he did before.

The finger was broken by himself, but the little monk's face did not show any pain.

He handed the bloody finger to Ye Wuyou.

"Donor Ye, this thing is for you. If you can survive this disaster, it may help you avoid eternal damnation."

Ye Wuyou took it casually, not caring what it was, and did not refuse.

The wind and sand were everywhere, and Ye Wuyou stood alone in the same place, next to the little monk who closed his eyes gently as if chanting scriptures.

Pulao in the sky wanted to say something but stopped.

Ye Wuyou simply spoke and asked to the side.

"You still keep it, do you want to help me kill this toad?"

Before the little monk could answer, an angry shout came from the sky.

"Asshole, I am Pulao, a dragon son!"

Ye Wuyou didn't care, and just looked at the little monk.

The little monk shook his head, and he sighed helplessly like a child.

"Donor Ye is very kind to me, and I really want to help him, so I'm staying here."

"Oh? So you really want to help me kill that toad?" Ye Wuyou said with a chuckle.

It seems that every time I feed him, it finally works. May the Buddha have mercy on me, Amen.

The little monk was stunned at first, then shook his head like pounding garlic, and spoke quickly.

"No, I just want to help you in a while..."

Ye Wuyou's expression suddenly became extremely cold.

He turned his head away, was silent for a while, and finally squeezed out a word from his teeth.

"Get lost."

The little monk left.

There was only one person left here.

One person and one demon, looking at each other from a distance.

It was not until he was sure that the little monk would not appear again that Pulao regained his playful expression that everything was under control.

"Hand over the sacred tree, tell me the origin of that bald donkey, and I can give you a quick death..."

The voice came with the wind and sand, and Ye Wuyou ignored it.

The original tedious noises in his mind were now covered by a picture.

That was the last words Lu Caiwei said to him.

Did the little stutterer not even speak?

But he still understood.

"The king is talking to you, did you hear me!"

The angry voice came from the sky, accompanied by a slash from Pulao.

The blue giant was cut off from the waist, and Ye Wuyou's figure was deeply rooted in the ground like a nail, and his chest was a bloody mess.

The pain finally swept through his body at this moment, and the numbness in Ye Wuyou's eyes gradually became clear, as if he had regained some spirit.

His state just now was like a dream, just like the words others said to him after staying up all night for seven days were like flies and mosquitoes.

He just went with the flow of everything that happened.

But now he is awake.

He murmured in a low voice, responding to Lu Caiwei's questions on his own.

"I can't win at all, I don't understand..."

The narration kept murmuring, and it has appeared in his mind thousands of times.

[If a person is not burdened by his body, the Daluo Heaven is in front of him]

[The inner demon tribulation is nothing to you. There is no inner demon in this world for you. It is just a shackle in the world]

Yes, the inner demon tribulation.

What is the inner demon tribulation?

It is not important at all!

Only people as weak as ants need to go through the inner demon tribulation.

And I am no longer a human being.

The moment this thought appeared in his mind.

All the noises in his heart disappeared.

There was no repeated persuasion of "I am a human being" to himself.

Instead, there was a sound like the sound of nature.

There were Sanskrit sounds floating in his mind.

There were dull bell sounds echoing in his heart.

There was thunderous roar in the body.

[You finally comprehended the third level of the Formless Heart Sutra - no human form]

The voice of the narrator sounded again at this moment, the sound was louder than all the previous words, and it was accompanied by a faint smile.

[Avoiding the will of heaven, avoiding karma, all kinds of shackles trapped the true self]

[Following the will of heaven, accepting karma, today I know that I am myself]

[Once I realize the truth and see my true self, why fear the old shackles of the past]

Ye Wuyou's eyes were enlightened.

These were the words he had heard the narrator say.

But at that time, it seemed that there was another sentence that the narrator had not said.

But today I finally understood it all.

[The shackles in the world are just dreams]

[No form, no form, and no self]

The next moment, an invisible sharp blade swept over.

Ye Wuyou's body suddenly exploded and turned into meat paste.