My practice narration is weird

Tianlan City.

Fine raindrops floated above the clear sky. The girl with two swords on her back walked slowly on the bluestone street, looking happy and peaceful.

At the end of the street corner was a quiet courtyard. The courtyard was very desolate and obviously had not been taken care of for a long time.

Lu Caiwei remembered that this was once Lu Qingshan's residence, but Lu Qingshan did not live here all the time. He only left four maids to live in it.

After stepping into the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison for the first time, Ye Wuyou also recuperated in the courtyard for a period of time. When he came to visit him, Ye Wuyou had not even woken up, so he could only leave a note with him.

But since then, this place has been abandoned and no one lives here anymore.

At present, it has become a temporary residence for them and has become a little popular.

Approaching the courtyard, Lu Caiwei paused for a moment, but her clear eyes looked at the figure standing alone outside the courtyard gate.

"You, you, you, aren't you going in?" Lu Caiwei pointed to the courtyard and asked.

Luo Qinghan stood under the eaves of the courtyard gate, looked at Lu Caiwei, and then carefully scanned the surroundings to confirm that Ye Wuyou was not there.

The woman's cold expression was relieved a little, and she looked at Lu Caiwei, half doubtful and half surprised.

"Is he really not here?"

Lu Caiwei shook her head, then pushed open the courtyard door, motioning Luo Qinghan to come in and not get wet in the rain.

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

Finally, Luo Qinghan said coldly.

"No need."

Why go in?

If it was only Lu Caiwei, it would be fine.

But there were three people living in the house, Lu Caiwei, Bai Lu, and Luo Yue. Luo Qinghan didn't know how to get along with them for a while.

What are their identities?

What is my identity?

If I live with them, what will it look like? What kind of words will it be?

Lu Caiwei persuaded him again, but Luo Qinghan refused and just said that he would just stand at the door.

Lu Caiwei was not good at talking and could not persuade Luo Qinghan.

There was confusion in the girl's eyes. Obviously, she did not understand Luo Qinghan's sudden change.

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Caiwei asked silently.

"Did anything happen between you and me?"

"No." Luo Qinghan said lightly.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Lu Caiwei was speechless in the end. She said "oh", lowered her head, and walked silently into the yard.

Looking at Lu Caiwei's back as she walked into the room, Luo Qinghan's eyes flashed with loneliness.

But then she frowned, as if she remembered something.

Luo Qinghan's hand hanging by his side moved slightly unconsciously and stretched behind him, but then he let go as if he was electrocuted.

There was anger in her cold eyes at this moment, but her beautiful face was slightly red.

There was a voice coming from inside the house.

"It's the third day, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Bai Lu was lying on the table with some boredom at the moment, tapping the table with her fingertips, with a half complaint and a half longing in her eyes.

Seeing Lu Caiwei enter the room, Bai Lu's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he quickly looked up and asked.

"What did you see? Can you go into the eighth floor of your prison?"

Lu Caiwei still shook her head.

She had gone to the eighth floor to take a look.

There was no change at all, and there was no sign of the sealed door opening.

During this period, the woman named Qu Wuyi walked out early, and did not say what Ye Wuyou was going to do. Instead, she left quickly, saying that she was going back to Tianji Tower, and only left an address to give to Ye Wuyou later.

But this time, it was three days.

Ye Wuyou had been in for three days.

The eighth floor of the prison, except Ye Wuyou, no one can enter it now.

Even Zhao Changhe did not have the authority.

"Is the eighth floor of the prison dangerous?" Luo Yue, who had been silent, asked.

Lu Caiwei hesitated, nodded and shook her head.

The eighth floor is of course dangerous. As a person who has experienced it personally, Lu Caiwei naturally knows the weirdness.

But with the increase of practice, Ye Wuyou's control of weirdness, the weirdness of the eighth floor should not be that dangerous to him.

Ye Wuyou had stepped into it several times before, and there had never been any problems, but this time, why was there no movement for many days.

Seeing Lu Caiwei reveal that the eighth floor was dangerous, Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration came to her.

"Can the eighth floor be opened forcibly? We now have the fifth realm and the sixth realm, and the current Great Flame magical power has been further strengthened. I think it should not be difficult to break a ban..."

The ban on the eighth floor is indeed not difficult. If there are seven realms here, perhaps it can be broken as long as it takes time.

At present, Lu Caiwei and others are on the soil of Great Flame, and the power of their magical power has doubled, and they also have the ability to break the eighth floor.

"No, it won't work." But Lu Caiwei shook her head repeatedly.

It might not be difficult to open the seal, but the difficulty is how to control the strength and not touch the strange seals.

The power of the magic power has doubled, but the realm is still the same as before, so it is naturally more difficult to control.

If the cages are accidentally broken and the eighth layer is reduced to ashes, what changes will the weirdness produce?

The worst possibility is the strange domain.

One strange domain is enough to give people a headache, and two strange domains are superimposed, which is even more complicated.

Three, four, five...

If the strange domains appear superimposed, even the gods can't save it.

Luo Yue did not express any agreement with this idea.

Daxuan has been troubled by one [annihilation] and one [thunder pool] for hundreds of years. If several strange domains are superimposed on each other...

Dayan may not even be qualified to be troubled, as thousands of people will be trapped to death in the strange domain.

But what is Ye Wuyou doing right now?

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The eighth-level prison, the cage is shattered.

In the dim corridor, it was quiet and silent, so quiet that one could hear one's own heartbeat.

The cage was shattered, the prison collapsed, but the strangeness inside did not move at all, and it still sat quietly in the same place.

The superimposed strange domains did not appear.

The figure in the darkness was no longer moving, and even the existence of that person could not be felt.

It was as if it had never appeared.

Illusion?

The indifferent smile on Ye Wuyou's face slowly dissipated at this moment, and his eyes slowly moved away from the darkness in front of him, and finally looked at himself.

Blood, scars.

The overflowing aura, the diffuse smell of blood.

All this is so real.

It is not an illusion.

Ye Wuyou was silent, his eyes swept around, as if he understood something, and then slowly came to the front of the [Man in the Mirror].

In the mirror, Lian Chi's figure emerged, his hands clasped together, and he bowed gently to Ye Wuyou.

As Lian Chi bowed, Ye Wuyou's vision flickered for a moment.

The next moment, he looked back suddenly, but saw that he was in a white world.

Lian Chi's figure emerged behind him.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts."

"Clear up my doubts?"

"I have seen every move of the donor, and the final decision is that the donor will clear up my doubts with actions."

Is that so?

Ye Wuyou just wanted to unlock several strange seals and let them overlap each other to form a strange domain.

[Silence] [No Distance] [Devouring] [Years] [True or False Judgment] [Man in the Mirror]

Once formed, no one can survive in this superimposed unsolvable rule.

No one.

The scope of the strange domain is unknown, but there is no doubt that it will at least affect the entire Da Yan and Beiyuan.

Ye Wuyou suddenly smiled, and then he turned around and punched Lianchi in the chest. His cold words suppressed indescribable anger.

"You spent so much money just to let me solve your doubts? But do you know that I just want to explode with him!"

Lianchi, whose chest was pierced, looked calm.

"I know."

Then, without waiting for Ye Wuyou to speak, Lianchi said again.

"I also know that the donor is not the interpretation of your words. The donor's previous despair is true, the donor's previous struggle is also true, and the donor's attention to those women is also true."

"But the donor's final choice is also true, and the final indifference to those women is also true. For everything that was painstakingly created, the joy in the other party's heart when he finally took the bait is also true."

Lianchi's words were calmly heard by Ye Wuyou. He frowned slightly, and his eyes seemed to recall something.

Was this what I thought at the time...

That's all.

Since all this is fake, then what does it matter whether what I think in my heart is true or false?

Ye Wuyou looked at Lianchi indifferently, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, and then sneered.

"Old bald donkey, you are confusing the cause and effect. You don't want me to solve your doubts, but you have been waiting for me to make this choice for a long time, right?"

Lianchi did not admit or deny, but just responded softly.

"No, donor, if I were you just now, I would not make the choice you made in the end."

He did not respond, but silently pulled his hand out of the other's chest, took a deep breath, and his mind calmed down again.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes and opened them again, but the sight in front of him changed again unexpectedly.

Why did he return to Tianlan City again?

Ye Wuyou glanced at the illusory Lianchi beside him, even if he was angry at this moment.

"The strange world of the person in the mirror is really beyond my expectation. What is this? The world in the mirror? Or an illusion?"

"Old bald donkey, you have some skills."

Being able to create an "illusion" that Ye Wuyou couldn't see through, Lianchi's ability is really great.

But after hearing this, Lianchi looked at Ye Wuyou very strangely, and finally shook his head slowly.

"Donor Ye, you misunderstood."

"This place is indeed like what you said [World in the Mirror], but the changes in the scenery inside are not created by this poor monk."

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, staring at Lianchi, and for a moment he was a little confused.

The voice of Lianchi came quickly, with a slight smile.

"Donor, do you think that everything you just experienced was created by me? Donor Ye, you really flatter me."

"Donor Ye now has so many Buddha relics and has a deep understanding of them. I can see through this thing in your eyes. Donor Ye has experienced a lot of strange domains, big and small. Even if my [Mirror Man] is mysterious, how can it deceive your eyes?"

"As for the art of illusion and dream, I know a little bit, but in front of Donor Ye, I am really showing off my skills. I won't humiliate myself."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't help but touch the surrounding scenery.

The table, the street, the corner...

The right eye even emitted a scarlet light, trying to see through something.

But nothing can be seen through.

Real, extremely real scene.

If it weren't for the lotus pond appearing beside him, Ye Wuyou would definitely think that he had walked out of the sky prison and returned to Tianlan City.

"What is this?" Ye Wuyou couldn't help but ask.

Lian Chi did not answer the question directly, but asked a question in return.

"Donor Ye, do you still remember what I said just now, that I knew all about your changes in state of mind?"

"So what?"

Ye Wuyou felt a little ridiculous.

He couldn't even be sure of the changes in his mood during that period, and it was difficult to recall.

Why did Lianchi speak so confidently?

I just didn't want to argue with this crazy monk.

The voice came quickly.

"Donor Ye, you told me yourself."

I told you myself?

"Donor, can't you see clearly?" Lianchi asked in confusion.

There was something puzzled in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

Looking at Ye Wuyou's reaction, Lianchi sighed and shook his head, but his eyes slowly turned to the side.

Ye Wuyou's eyes also looked there.

It was an empty street.

But at this moment, on the empty street, a figure slowly emerged from the void.

That figure seemed to have been there all the time.

Can Lianchi see it from beginning to end?

But only he could not see it, and he did not observe it until now?

Another 'Ye Wuyou' appeared in his sight.

Peak of the Sixth Realm.

But this 'Ye Wuyou' looked arrogant, and his aura was even more arrogant and unruly. At this moment, he was dragging a blood-colored steel knife and leaning on it so boldly.

This...

Ye Wuyou wanted to find Lianchi to ask for clarification, but Lianchi's figure had disappeared.

When he saw Lianchi, he could not see the other Ye Wuyou.

And when he saw the other Ye Wuyou, Lianchi disappeared.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, but the other 'Ye Wuyou' had already walked in front of him, with sarcasm and contempt in his eyes.

The two of them looked at each other.

Ye Wuyou looked at the other self, but suddenly he had a little more understanding in his heart.

The current state of this 'Ye Wuyou' and the aura he exuded were very similar to the 'Ye Wuyou' in the underground palace.

The self under 'selflessness'?

‘Ye Wuyou’ looked at Ye Wuyou at this moment, circled around him a few times, and then pointed at Ye Wuyou’s chest with a haughty look, saying indifferently.

“I am very dissatisfied that you didn’t want to answer the old bald donkey’s question just now.”

Ye Wuyou did not respond, but waved his arm lightly, and the same standard blood-red long sword was held in his hand.

‘Ye Wuyou’ just glanced at the long sword in Ye Wuyou’s hand, and then looked at the blade in his hand, and suddenly smiled, and said jokingly.

“What does the landslide have to do with you, and the sky falling down has nothing to do with you. The people who were crushed to death just deserved to die. As for why they should die? Where are the good people in the world? No matter how many thousands of them there are, it doesn’t matter if they die, but you can’t lose any of your furnaces and tripods.”

Along with the voice of ‘Ye Wuyou’, different scenes slowly emerged behind him.

Like an illusory canvas.

On the canvas, the Qitian Mountain is crumbling.

On one side were the living beings of the world, and on the other side were Lu Caiwei and other acquaintances.

‘Ye Wuyou’ was extremely arrogant at this moment. He stretched out his big hand, broke the mountain at the root, and then smashed it to the side.

Lu Caiwei and others lived, and the living beings died.

‘Ye Wuyou’ said with a smile.

“Is this choice difficult? Hesitating for one more second is disrespectful to the dual cultivation, a guy like you…”

Along with the voice, ‘Ye Wuyou’ suddenly jumped up and swung his knife to cut Ye Wuyou’s head.

But the next moment, the aura suddenly appeared, and ‘Ye Wuyou’ was suddenly bombarded by a huge force, like a meteor that smashed through countless buildings along the way, raising huge smoke and dust.

Ye Wuyou’s figure did not move at all, and he did not fight back.

It was not him.

Ye Wuyou’s eyes followed this very familiar aura to the other side.

A calm voice came.

"Ants who only know how to practice dual cultivation, such guys don't deserve to exist in the world."

The third figure of 'Ye Wuyou' slowly emerged.

The peak of the sixth realm.

He stepped into the sky, his sleeves fluttering, and he didn't hold a knife in his hand.

He looked calm, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, but there was a bit more compassion.

All living beings have no appearance.

Behind 'Ye Wuyou' is a magnificent painting that is exactly the same.

And at this moment, he sighed softly.

Below me, all living beings are equal.

Lu Caiwei, Bai Lu, Luo Yue, and Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Ermaizi are no different.

The mountain collapsed.

The people who knew each other died, and the people lived.

Faced with such a miserable scene, 'Ye Wuyou' just spoke slowly.

"It's all the same."

As soon as the voice fell, 'Ye Wuyou' was suddenly smashed a hundred feet away by a huge force, and his figure fell directly into the houses and streets.

The second 'Ye Wuyou' who had just climbed up from the ruins was stunned for a moment, then he looked arrogant, covered his hands and laughed alone, laughing until tears came out.

Ye Wuyou stood silently in the same place, looking numbly in the third direction.

The fourth 'Ye Wuyou'...

No, he couldn't be called Ye Wuyou.

He didn't look like a human at all, but a monster.

No human appearance.

Pale and dead mask, burly body covered with armor, black crow feathers spread out behind him.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Accompanied by the roar of the monster, behind him was still the same magnificent picture.

The mountain was lifted up by it.

Left side, right side.

After smashing the left side, smash the right side.

After smashing the right side, smash the left side.

...

Four powerful auras of almost the same origin emerged in this 'Tianlan City'.

Ye Wuyou, who was in the state of ‘no self’, looked ferocious, with messy hair and a long sword in his hand raised high.

“There are no good people in this world!”

Ye Wuyou, who was in the state of ‘no form for all living beings’, looked calm at this moment, stood with his hands behind his back, and shook his head calmly.

“Except for me, all living beings are ants, how can they be called human beings?”

Ye Wuyou, who was in the state of ‘no form for all living beings’, roared at this moment…

“Ahhh…”

Three figures were all in the sky, standing sideways to each other.

Only Ye Wuyou was still standing at the street corner, holding the bloody long sword in his hand.

The wind started to blow.

Ye Wuyou’s figure was a little messy in the wind.

The voices that came one after another sounded in the sky and spread to all directions.

Where are there good people in this world?

Except for me, no one is human!

Ahhh…

Ye Wuyou’s eyes were filled with bloodshot at some point, and his mind was full of thoughts, but he was not free at all.

Finally, for some reason, he suddenly held his head tightly with both hands, his eyes full of madness and confusion.

"Am I a human? Am I a human?"