My practice narration is weird

"Let's go back to Dayan."

"What about after that?"

"Go to Qingqiu."

"What about after that?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed contemplation, he hadn't figured out what would happen next.

But Bai Lu didn't care.

"Then tell me when you've figured it out!"

Bai Lu was in a particularly good mood at the moment, humming a little tune all the way, wearing a floral blue dress, with her hands crossed behind her back, and jumping out of the pavilion where she had stayed for a long time.

Passersby on the road, including other shops on the street, all cast some curious glances.

People in this city have more or less heard that the six-level old man in Wanbao Pavilion has a precious daughter, but they have never seen her true appearance, so they are naturally curious.

But what happened to Wanbao Pavilion today?

Later, it was Ye Wuyou and Mr. Hu Sanye.

Mr. Hu Sanye's face was not very good.

After all, he had clearly explored the room several times before, but did not find any trace of Ye Wuyou and his daughter.

But in the end...

How could he not understand what happened?

But even though he knew, the old fox didn't stop him, he was just a little sulky.

Why didn't he know to be a little more reserved...

"Can Qingqiu really go back?"

"Yes, but uncle, please wait in Yangguan first, and wait until I have dealt with the remaining hidden dangers in Qingqiu, so that you can have no worries."

"No, I'm not talking about this... Are there other people in Qingqiu?" Mr. Hu thought for a moment before asking.

He thought further after all.

Bai Lu might still naively think that Qingqiu will be the same as before, but in reality...

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm, and he finally shook his head.

There is no grass in Qingqiu.

Where can there be foxes?

"Is that so..."

Mr. Hu didn't say much.

But when he walked to the end, he hesitated for a moment, looked at Ye Wuyou, and said casually.

"Young man Ye, don't be so calm, it's not like the temperament you should have at your age."

The Wanbao Pavilion in Nanning City suddenly closed its doors today.

A flying boat was suspended in the sky, but it was covered by an illusion and did not attract the attention of others.

"What, why? Why don't you go back with me?"

Bai Lu leaned on the window, looking at Ye Wuyou in confusion, with a somewhat anxious tone.

Ye Wuyou did not say much, but just comforted him softly and smiled.

On the contrary, Mr. Hu San's eyes were thoughtful at this moment, as if he had thought of something, but he did not persuade him, but just said one sentence.

"I only bought this flying boat, so I can't lend it to you."

Ye Wuyou nodded silently.

He finally watched the flying boat go away.

Ye Wuyou still failed to borrow the flying boat.

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"Damn it, damn it..."

In the pavilion of the Five Elements Sect, there was a low curse.

The old woman in black robe took off her veil at this moment, revealing her pale hair and old face.

The Qi was still scattered, and the shattered leg bone was still aching even though it had been treated with a thousand-year-old precious medicine.

Unlike the popular Baiyun Temple and the Lingxue Pavilion, which recruited many disciples, the Five Elements Sect did not have many disciples.

In the back mountain, there were only three people in the past.

She, Luo Qinghan, and Zuo Qiuliang.

Now that Luo Qinghan has left, this gray-haired old man, even though he has lived for hundreds of years, feels that the Five Elements Sect is a bit cold.

In addition, he is now injured.

The coolness of the cold pond in the past seems to spread throughout the mountain gate and all over his body.

"Master, your injury..."

There were worried words in his ears, and the old man with drowsy eyes looked up at the man with a feminine face sitting next to him, but then retracted his gaze.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Zuo Qiuliang was silent, but there seemed to be endless doubts in his eyes.

He had not been to Lingxue Pavilion before, so he naturally didn't know those things, but only heard a few general appearances.

"That Ye Wuyou is really arrogant, why didn't Baiyun Temple stop him at that time? It is said that he was finally allowed to leave?"

Stop?

The old woman opened her eyes, but her eyes were lonely.

He could be stopped.

He could use the Dao domain at the sixth realm.

Such a person is no longer me...

No, I can no longer take myself seriously.

After all, even I, although I am at the seventh realm, cannot use the Dao domain.

The person Ye Wuyou really wants to kill is the Immortal Master after all.

She really doesn't understand that kid, but the only thing she knows is that guy's temper.

At that time, Zhang Zhenren was protecting the Immortal Master, and Ye Wuyou didn't say anything. She didn't even chase the Immortal Master, but directly hit Zhenren fiercely, which almost made the Immortal Master escape.

If you dare to persuade him, he will really dare to attack you.

Fight the one who persuades first.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Ting and Ye Wuyou were on good terms in the end, Ye Wuyou would not even let the Zhang go.

Seeing this scene, she lost all her temper.

Many details were not publicized due to Baiyun Temple's face, but it did not prevent her from knowing it clearly.

But now...

"He doesn't have much time left. If he kills the immortal master, he will have no room for maneuver. If Baiyun Temple does not take action, His Majesty will not let him go..."

Thinking of this, the old woman slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Qiuliang thought for a moment, and did not care about Ye Wuyou, but asked about the doubts in his heart.

"Master, I often hear you mention His Majesty, but who is this person and why has he never shown up?"

The old woman hesitated and finally spoke slowly.

"Your Excellency, he is the one who gave us the Daoism, and the same is true for Baiyun Temple and Lingxue Pavilion..."

That's all she knew about him.

With her realm and cultivation, she really couldn't get in touch with more, or only Baiyun Temple could know a little more.

In addition, the other party defined the pattern of Daxuan and ended the early disputes in Daxuan.

"Daoism? Is it the Daoism that Master said to leave for Luo Qinghan?"

The old woman nodded and shook her head.

"That was a long time ago..."

The old man's eyes showed a trace of reminiscence.

At that time, she was not alone, and there were people around her.

But there was unhappiness between the two, and finally they separated.

When they separated, she used fire and water to get the second Daoism from the man.

The Daoism can help people enter the seventh realm.

For practitioners, it is like comprehending the Dharma of others and stepping into the middle three realms.

Of course, you can also enter the seventh realm by yourself, just like condensing your own Dharma in the middle three realms.

But compared to the Dharmadhatu, the seventh realm is much more difficult, even a matter of life and death.

And that man eventually became a disciple of the Lord, and both of them lived in peace.

But he could not use the second Taoist line.

"It was originally left to Qinghan, but she refused. She was too stubborn, and now there is a gap." She sighed to herself.

Feeling the body that was getting more and more painful despite taking medicine, and the gradually dissipated Qi, the old woman sighed softly.

Speaking of which, why did she end up like this after practicing for most of her life?

The Taoist couple separated, the master and the apprentice turned against each other, and even now.

Am I too harsh?

The old man asked.

"Is there any news about her?"

Zuo Qiuliang was silent for a moment and shook his head slowly.

"Is there no news, or do you not want to find it?" The old man said again.

Zuo Qiuliang thought about it and responded.

"Master, you told me that I was very much like you."

"You also said that she was too stubborn, too arrogant, and too cold, and you really didn't like her. You should encourage her."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and crushed her life under the old man's gaze without the slightest surprise.