My practice narration is weird

The snowflakes on the green mountains are as big as mats, and they blow off Xuanyuan Terrace.

This is the scene in Lingxue Pavilion.

Summer passes and autumn comes, but in August the sky is filled with snow.

Even the dullest disciples in the pavilion realized what had happened at this moment, and ran out of the house one after another, looking up at the sky above the snow-capped mountains.

On the steps of the mountain road, everyone was standing there sluggishly. Even Lu Chen, who watched the excitement the most and did not mind the trouble, could not say a word at this moment.

The old woman in black robe who had looked at each other coldly before, waiting quietly for Ye Wuyou to be killed by the immortal master, now her expression gradually turned gloomy from the initial mockery.

There is a whistling air machine, which turns into a biting cold wind and rolls up thousands of piles of snow.

All this is just because of the two figures standing side by side in the sky.

Everything happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.

Ye Wuyou's three simple words were spoken in a calm and clear voice, but they sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

Then came this scene.

Seven realms versus six realms.

The gap between the two realms is like a chasm in the eyes of the world.

How can the six realms compete with the seven realms?

But what was displayed in front of everyone at this moment was the Immortal Master of the Seventh Realm being suppressed to death.

The wind and thunder roared, and the tip of the knife bloomed.

After the sword raised the wind and thunder, the wind and thunder rose again.

The bloody blade moves extremely quickly, and there is no need to form any seals to use magical powers, which consumes a lot of energy.

But does it consume energy?

Ye Wuyou's Qi was so powerful at this moment that it seemed endless.

"Crazy, everyone is crazy, how dare he, Ye Wuyou, take action against the Immortal Master." Master Zhang could no longer bear it at this moment and was about to step out.

Wang Ting looked at this scene and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him.

But then, Master Zhang turned his head and stared, with a very sneer in his tone.

"Junior brother, is this the destined person you have chosen?"

The previous grudge between Ye Wuyou and the Five Elements Sect, he, Master Zhang, could just pretend that he didn't see it and not interfere.

Firstly, he knew that Ye Wuyou had some grievances with the leader of the Five Elements Sect before. Secondly, after all, he represented the Baiyun Temple, not the Five Elements Sect that could be manipulated by Ye Wuyou.

But now, Master Zhang can no longer stand by and watch.

That's the Immortal Master.

Behind the Immortal Master is Your Majesty.

It was an existence that could change the situation of Daxuan, and it was an existence that could be given to various sects and sects to set foot on the Seven Realms.

It is an existence that he cannot see through.

Seemingly thinking of this, Wang Ting's face showed some hesitation for the first time, and his outstretched hand was a little stiff.

Master Zhang then sneered and stepped out, his figure soaring upward.

Wang Ting's expression was complicated, and he raised his head slightly to look at the sky, his old eyes full of doubts and confusion.

He doesn't understand.

Why did Ye Wuyou do this?

Why do you have to fight with the immortal master?

Doesn't he know that the Master is behind the Immortal Master?

No matter how confusing the message from Your Majesty today is, it definitely helped Dayan.

But then, there was a thunderous roar in the sky, but a figure fell straight down, smashed into the mountain, and raised thousands of piles of snow.

But it was the immortal master.

The latter was now in a miserable state, climbing up from the snowdrift, glaring at the sky and saying in a cold voice.

"If you don't respect the immortal master, no matter who you are, you should die."

Ye Wuyou's body was hanging high in the sky, looking down at his feet with indifferent eyes. After hearing this, he shook his head slightly, with a smile on his lips.

"You are so weak and yet you are called an immortal master, then who do I think you are?"

The anger in the figure's eyes became even more intense, but he did not dare to be distracted anymore and did not even speak.

Because Ye Wuyou was already holding a knife and leaned down from the sky.

The sun was shining, reflecting the snow-capped mountains, and the bloody blade was rendered by the white light, adding a bit of deadly brilliance.

But then, the immortal master's eyes were stunned, but he sneered.

The powerful blade seemed to be stuck in a quagmire at this moment.

Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly.

The surrounding scenery all changed directions in an instant.

[Supernatural power·Qimen Dunjia]

Master Zhang's figure slowly emerged from the air, with a simple expression and a mysterious magic formula in his hand.

But it was he who took action to relieve the Immortal Master from this tight siege.

Ye Wuyou looked at the other party indifferently, and then pulled out the blade that was stuck in the quagmire.

The handle of the knife was gently turned over in the hand, ripples echoed on the blade, and even the tip of the knife trembled slightly.

Master Zhang stared intently, but he did not dare to relax at all.

The old man looked at Ye Wuyou quietly, his expression becoming more solemn.

Only then did he realize that it might be the first time that he looked at Ye Wuyou so seriously.

From the previous gathering of seven sects, to now it has only been a few months, not even half a year.

But he was enough to scare even himself.

No……

When was the first time I heard the words Ye Wuyou.

Yes.

During the last meeting, someone mentioned that Ye Wuyou only came to Daxuan via a secret route a year and a half ago.

At that time, the opponent was still weak, and his cultivation had only just set foot in the four realms.

A year and a half...

The changes in the Luo family, the overwhelming power of the Lu family, the mysterious domain of Nanning, and the gathering of seven families all involved each other.

And now, at this moment.

Zhang Zhenren couldn't think about it anymore. Firstly, he had no time, and secondly, he didn't want to.

But he couldn't let Ye Wuyou kill the immortal master in front of him.

He just cautiously used the Qimen formation to trap Ye Wuyou, and finally spoke out in confusion.

"Ye Wuyou, before we start, can I ask you a question?"

Ye Wuyou looked over, and there seemed to be some thought in his eyes.

Then, he nodded gently.

Seeing this, the old master was about to speak.

But he saw that the blade in Ye Wuyou's hand had already spun out at this moment.

The blood-red blade was like a meteor in the air, pulling up a blood-red light and shadow.

Master Zhang's figure paused slightly, and then there was astonishment in his eyes, and his figure slowly dissipated in front of Ye Wuyou.

But it was an illusion.

The surrounding scenery changed and returned to its place at this moment.

Ripples flickered, and Master Zhang's figure reappeared in another direction.

His face was solemn, but his breath was a little scattered.

Three inches in front of him, a blood-red blade was hanging.

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand, and the blade spun back and fell steadily into his hand, and his slender five fingers gently grasped the handle.

A calm voice came.

"I don't like talking to people who hide behind me."

After a slight pause, Ye Wuyou looked back at Zhang Zhenren.

"Now, you can ask."

Zhang Zhenren's heart was fluctuating at this moment.

After all, he was not a pure warrior like Ye Wuyou, and his main practice was formation.

I thought that with the uniqueness of his seventh realm, he could trap Ye Wuyou with Qimen.

Of course, he would not show his true body.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he was easily seen through.

Zhang Zhenren took a deep breath at this moment, and finally asked the doubts in his heart.

"Ye Wuyou, the Lord once instructed us to support Da Yan. This matter is to help you. It's okay if you don't feel grateful. Why do you have to be an enemy with him, and now you want to murder the immortal master?"

The voice was not concealed and spread.

This question is also a doubt in many people's hearts.

If the grievances between Ye Wuyou and the Five Elements Sect can be barely explained, but this time, they all can't understand it.

The immortal master also stood with his hands behind his back, with a ripple of energy, standing on the top of the snow mountain.

But his eyes were not as doubtful as the others, and there was a faint light flickering.

That kid, do you know?

But soon, the response came with a smile.

"Support Da Yan? You are wrong, I just want you to die. Master Zhang, should I say it? Your cleverness of taking advantage of the loophole and only sending supplies without providing reinforcements can be regarded as indirectly saving countless lives in Da Xuan."

Send to die?

Everyone was stunned, but the look in the eyes of the immortal master gradually became gloomy.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his eyes from Master Zhang, stepped slowly, looked down at his feet, and then spoke.

"You want to fill up the Luo River with life and death, summon the spirit, and create what you call the paradise of the cave, do you really think I don't know?"

The words were vague, but Master Zhang had lived for hundreds of years after all, and his mind was careful, and he saw that Ye Wuyou's expression was so determined.

Even if he didn't understand Ye Wuyou, he had at least heard of Ye Wuyou's temperament many times.

Zhang Zhenren hesitated for a moment, looked at the immortal master on the top of the mountain, and asked.

"Emissary, what about this?"

Facing the "doubt" in Zhang Zhenren's words, the immortal master's gloomy eyes disappeared at some point, his face became calm, and he sighed lightly, with a bit of disdain in his tone.

"Zhang Zhenren, did you listen to this kid's nonsense? If sending you to Dayan is to die, then why didn't you send anyone, and now the situation in Dayan can still improve?"

Zhang Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and what he said made sense.

Dayan will not lose, so why can Daxuan say that he is sending himself to die?

When he wanted to question Ye Wuyou again, his eyes froze.

Where is Ye Wuyou?

Where is the big Ye Wuyou in front of him just now?

Then, his eyes suddenly looked down.

Ye Wuyou had suddenly appeared in front of the immortal master.

The magical power suddenly rose.

But it was the roaring thunder that shot out from the immortal master's hand.

Ye Wuyou did not dodge or evade.

But he resisted this magical power head-on.

[Adaptation] + [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] is Ye Wuyou's own reliance.

Then, Ye Wuyou suddenly stepped on the immortal master with a surprised look in his eyes.

Accompanied by a sneer.

"Of course I won't die now, because Pulao is dead."

If Pulao was still there, if there was no final limit of [Ghost Coffin], if there was no No Man, if there was no Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan, if there was no Xia Anmeng, if there was no little monk...

If there were not so many coincidences.

Then no matter how many people went to Daxuan and how many people went to Dayan, they would all turn into dead figures in the Luo River, and finally irrigate the so-called "cave paradise" with blood.

The emotion called anger filled Ye Wuyou's mind at this moment.

But despite this, his consciousness was still clear. Although he was angry in his heart, his mind was still clear.

Or, Ye Wuyou just felt that he should be angry when facing this matter.

It's just that he should be, that's all.

Is this the beauty of stepping over the inner demon tribulation?

However, when this sentence was heard, everyone present looked puzzled.

Including the immortal master under his feet.

What is Pulao?

The immortal master didn't know. He only knew that the Lord had other intentions in doing this, but he didn't know what Pulao was.

However, looking at the other party's puzzled expression, Ye Wuyou smiled.

"So you don't even know Pulao."

He raised his leg lightly, but then stepped down again.

The huge rocks on the top of the mountain collapsed.

The Immortal Master was shocked, and he screamed and roared, his aura reverberating, as if he was trying to struggle and get out of the trap.

But in the end, he was trapped deep underground.

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, and looked at the empty ground again.

He shook his head silently, looking unconcerned.

After all, he was in the seventh realm, so he naturally had means to save his life.

But would the other party leave?

A disheveled figure appeared in the air, panting, but his eyes were full of anger.

Ye Wuyou nodded secretly and cast an affirmative look at the other party.

That's good, so I don't have to look for him.

As for the latter, he certainly wouldn't leave.

As the Immortal Master in the eyes of everyone, even if he was in the seventh realm, he was respected by others. Why would he leave when facing the sixth realm?

Looking at Master Zhang, the Immortal Master said coldly.

"Don't you take action? Do you really want to see me die here?"

Master Zhang was silent, but in the end he cast a spell and pinched the formula to set up the formation again.

Seeing Ye Wuyou's figure covered by the formation and unable to escape, the immortal master sneered in his eyes. He waved his hand, and the qi pulled the wind and clouds to rotate, and there was a roar of thunderclouds.

"Master Zhang, you did a good job. This immortal master will report to the Lord and consider giving you a new lineage of Taoism."

Hearing this, Master Zhang's silent eyes suddenly flickered, and even the qi around him fluctuated slightly.

After practicing to this point, there are very few things in the world that can make the great master of the seventh realm feel emotional.

But obviously, the "Taoism" mentioned by the immortal master at this moment is one of the things that can make him fluctuate.

On the ground, Wang Ting's face was surprised, and the old woman of the Five Elements Sect had regrets in her eyes.

I didn't step forward to take action because I was afraid of Ye Wuyou before, but now I have missed the opportunity. Now I think, should I pretend to step forward and perform a few magical powers?

But the next moment, a slight cracking sound came from the air.

Ye Wuyou held a blood-red long knife and escaped from the formation.

"So what is this Taoism?" He took a step forward and asked with a smile.

His question was not answered.

There was astonishment in the eyes of Zhang Zhenren and the Immortal Master, who seemed to not understand why the formation of the seventh realm could only trap Ye Wuyou for a moment.

The old Zhenren wanted to perform, but the dark blue giant was already standing in front of Zhang Zhenren, with his fists crossed and clenched, and smashed down with great force.

The Immortal Master had a gloomy face, waved his hand, and thunder fell.

But the same move would not work on Ye Wuyou a second time.

The lightning and thunder covered his body, but it did not hinder his figure at all.

Ye Wuyou held the blood knife, stepped on the ground, and the thunder under his feet became like a step, stepping on the lightning and running quickly step by step.

The tip of the knife pierced the opponent's chest, gently stirred, and facing the opponent's astonished eyes, Ye Wuyou asked the same question again.

"So what is the Daotong?"

The Immortal Master forcibly resisted the blade and went deep into his mouth. A deep red color flowed out. At this moment, facing Ye Wuyou's gaze, his tone softened a little and he whispered.

"You... are very strong. If you want to know, you can follow me to worship under the master. I will give you the Daotong alone, so that you can step into the Seventh Realm without any obstacles."

Ye Wuyou's eyes moved slightly, as if thinking.

"So all of you Seventh Realm come from the Daotong?" Ye Wuyou asked curiously.

The Immortal Master saw this and his eyes flickered slightly. He didn't know whether to continue speaking or take the opportunity to get away.

But he saw Ye Wuyou's right eye pupil, which was quite spiritual at the moment.

There was a joke in his eyes.

The blade slashed, and black flames appeared.

Accompanied by the man's hearty voice.

"I'm kidding you. What's the point of cultivating such a weak Seventh Realm?"

Weak, too weak, much weaker than the Dao of Punishment.

Blood spurted up, but was directly evaporated by the burning black flame. The immortal master staggered back, his face full of death.

Even though the black flame was weak, he instantly realized that this was [annihilation].

The black flame of annihilation could not be extinguished. At this moment, he could only constantly fill it with qi and infuse it to burn, barely preventing the black flame from burning himself.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou was about to attack again, and his state was endangered, how could he stop it.

The immortal master finally shouted at this moment.

"Zhang Dadan!"

The strange array appeared in front of Ye Wuyou, slightly hindered for a moment, and Ye Wuyou broke out of the array again.

Taking this opportunity, the immortal master quickly moved away.

The black flame that was burning all the time on his body made him know that he could not leave like this.

If he dealt with Ye Wuyou, he would have time to slowly recuperate and try to separate and seal this black flame.

But if he is dragged on by the other party, there will be no hope.

Thinking of this, the immortal master suddenly turned around, but his eyes showed a hint of determination.

"Master Zhang, how long are you going to hide!"

The figure of the old immortal appeared in a corner of the sky, with a sigh in his eyes.

He just wanted to protect the other party from leaving and not being killed by Ye Wuyou.

But now, there is no way.

Ye Wuyou followed slowly, and saw that the immortal master was going to fight to the death, but he was not in a hurry.

He also wanted to see what methods the Seventh Realm had.

Mainly curious about why the other party was so weak.

There was a voice.

"Boy, this is what you asked for. Today I will teach you what the real Seventh Realm magical power is."

This sounded familiar.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, but couldn't help laughing secretly.

The immortal master's eyes were puzzled at first, but then he didn't want to think about it, and his figure stood horizontally in the sky.

Stretching his arms flat, he clasped his hands together and suddenly clapped his palms in front of him.

Zhang Zhenren's face was silent at this moment and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he also gently stretched out his right hand and pinched the Sun and Moon Order in front of him with his fingertips.

There are ripples reverberating around both of them, and the Qi machine is like substance at this moment, seeming to shape something.

But Ye Wuyou was just thoughtful, standing quietly in the air.

He stretched out his hand, flattened his palm, and lifted it slightly.

Then he palmed his hand and pressed it suddenly.

The two of them were startled when they saw this scene, and their hearts were lost in thought, but they had no time to be distracted at this moment.

The next moment, the snowflakes rising all over the sky suddenly became silent.

[Daoyu Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Lao Yin]

[Daoyu Qimen Dunjia]

【Daoyu·Jedi Tiantong】

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Peace has returned to Lingxue Pavilion.

Feixue was gone, as were the previous figures.

Ye Wuyou is no longer here.

There was no body left of that immortal master, and by the way, even his soul was taken away by the other party.

Zhang Dayan, Zhenren Zhang, was sitting in the snow in embarrassment, looking lonely.

Wang Ting walked over quietly, with complicated eyes, but in the end he just made a sound.

"Go back to Baiyun Temple."

But the latter turned a deaf ear at the moment.

Wang Ting frowned.

"Why are you still sitting there? Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

Zhang Zhenren suddenly turned back, his eyes full of anger.

Wang Ting took a deep breath and said calmly.

"If it hadn't been for my final advice, you would have died."

"I want you to save me?"

Master Zhang's words were sarcastic, and then he spoke again with an angry tone.

"The Immortal Master dies here, what do you think we have to face? You can obviously stop him. If you are added to the attack, that kid will definitely be defeated, but you are indifferent."

Wang Ting was silent for a moment, and finally whispered.

"Do you think what that kid said earlier is true or false?"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Wang Ting continued.

"I think it's true."

But the old man laughed and didn't take it seriously.

"So what if it's true or false? After practicing at this age, don't you understand? Who wouldn't do a few shameful things? What matters is the stance!"

Wang Ting frowned, but finally couldn't hold it back.

"I have a clear conscience for your mother's position."

After thinking about it, Wang Ting cursed again.

"You just eat the pie painted by others every day. Do you think the Taoism you obtained and the seven realms you easily stepped into are the seventh realms now?"

Master Zhang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said in an indifferent tone.

"Don't forget how you set foot in the Seven Realms."

Wang Ting said coldly.

"Then I have a clear conscience and don't owe anyone else anything, but I can clearly see what is true and false and right from wrong. If that kid is telling the truth, then your Majesty will put the world at risk..."

The voice was interrupted.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

Um?

Wang Ting frowned and looked at each other.

Zhang Dadan raised his eyes slightly at this moment, his eyes indifferent.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

"The Baiyun Temple has been built up for hundreds of years, and Daxuan has been running smoothly for hundreds of years. It's all on me."

"Suppressing [Erosion], banning [Thunder Pond], various sects and factions mediating disputes, and trivial matters such as business, agriculture, and medicine. When have you ever taken care of these?"

"So of course you can have a clear conscience, not be stained by the world, wholeheartedly seek the truth, be cynical, and only seek your so-called fate!"

"I know these four words "the common people in the world" better than you!"

Wang Ting was stunned for a long time, the anger in his eyes almost bursting out, but in the end he could only hold back one sentence.

"I fuck you x."

After the words fell, Wang Ting directly used [Shinto Technique to shrink the ground to an inch], but his figure disappeared from the place.

Zhang Dayan stood quietly in the snow for a long time.

"The Seventh Realm that was obtained so easily... now seems like a fake realm."

"In that case..."

A flash of determination flashed in Zhang Dayan's eyes.