My practice narration is weird

There are thousands of palaces above the Heavenly Palace.

There is one inside, called the Jingyu Palace.

Jingyu Palace is holding a wedding banquet today.

The reason is simple. Under the Jingyu Immortal, there are thirteen relatives and young men who have passed the assessment and become star officials.

Jingling is one of them. At this moment, after three rounds of wine, he is wandering in the banquet, his face is ruddy, but he is extremely proud.

"Brother Pulao, eat, you come to my Jingyu Palace, why are you being polite to me."

The young Pulao turned into a human form at this moment, sitting in the banquet, his face was slightly gloomy.

Eat?

Pulao just wanted to say eat!

Look at this table, is there anything I can eat?

I am the fourth son of the dragon after all, you want me to eat dragon liver?

Others can naturally see the gloom of Pulao, but Jingling's eyes are even more smiling.

"Brother Pulao, you and I passed the star official assessment together, why are you so unhappy? Is it because the food on the table is not to your taste?"

The neck was tightly hugged by someone, and the young man was full of alcohol, and he whispered in Pulao's ear with a smile.

"Stinky Toad, I know you are not convinced. You have a higher cultivation level than me, better talent than me, and stronger magical powers than me, but you can only be the same star official as me. You are very unhappy, right?"

Pulao was silent.

The young man's voice with a smile came again.

"But it doesn't matter, it will be different soon."

Pulao glanced at the person behind him with a puzzled look.

"I can only be a star official for a sixty years at most. After a sixty years, I will definitely be promoted to a star lord... If you want to ask why, there is no way, who told me that my great grandfather is still here, the supreme of the fairy palace, and you..."

Jingling said, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the plate with his fingertips.

"You can only go to the table."

Pulao finally stood up, shook off the arm of the person behind him, and glared at him for a moment.

Finally, he stepped away.

I can't stay in this Heavenly Palace any longer.

Let me go back to the North Sea!

The young man looked indifferent, watching the figure of Pulao disappear in the air in the distance, and finally sneered.

"Dragon son? It's just a stinky toad."

After a moment, he staggered and walked to a man who looked a bit like him.

"Father, why hasn't Grandpa come out yet?"

The latter looked at him quietly and said.

"It is said that a guest has come, and the ancestor is receiving him."

"Oh."

The young Jing Ling first hummed, but then reacted and looked puzzled.

"Guest? He received him personally?"

What a joke.

Jingyu Palace was founded by the ancestor Jingyu Zhenren, who was a close friend of the Venerable Bai Yuchan. Looking at the entire Fairy Palace, who wouldn't give him some face?

There are guests who want him to receive them personally? And so mysterious?

Could it be...

"Yes, is it that Venerable!" Jing Ling's eyes showed a trace of yearning.

Unlike his own ancestor, the Venerable has not given up his cultivation and has been in seclusion for a long time, so that there are not many people in the Heavenly Palace who have seen Bai Yuchan.

But everyone knows that no matter how turbulent or changing the Heavenly Palace is, the Venerable is the undisputed number one, and no one doubts it.

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Wait a minute, maybe you can see him in a while. It's just right that you are also a star official now, so you can get familiar with him and try to leave a good impression."

"I understand!"

...

In the Jingyu Palace, Bai Yuchan and an old man sat at the two ends of the table, and occasionally heard some random words.

"How long have we known each other?"

"It's countless. The Fairy Palace has been established for thousands of years. You and I have known each other..."

Bai Yuchan nodded and looked forward, as if he could see the outside world through the heavy door and see the grand banquet spread across the entire palace island.

"What are you doing today?"

"A few juniors, who have become star officials, hold a banquet as usual."

"Juniors? How old are they?"

"Who can remember clearly? It's been so many years, I can't even count my bloodline, but unlike you, you are still obsessed with cultivation for so many years. Ten thousand years have passed in seclusion. I'm tired, so I just sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, and take care of the family. Although these juniors can't remember clearly, they are still my family, right?"

"Don't practice in the future? Decided to stop here?" Bai Yuchan asked seriously.

"No, don't worry, I can still live for tens of thousands of years, it's cool enough."

The old man laughed and then made an invitation.

"You finally came out of seclusion, let's go and see it together later?"

Bai Yuchan's eyes were calm, he thought for a while, and asked.

"What to see?"

"What are you talking about? You have been in seclusion for so long, I will take you to see the recent changes."

"Are there any changes?" Bai Yuchan said.

Hmm?

The old man was stunned for a moment, and there was a little thought in his old eyes.

After a moment, he responded.

"It seems that there is really no change."

The Immortal Palace has been around for ten thousand years. Except for the heyday at the beginning, there seems to be no change in the years that followed.

It still looks the same, and the people are still the same, but there are a few more palaces from time to time, and occasionally a few less palaces.

But the overall situation has not changed.

It will be the same as it was ten thousand years ago, and it can even be predicted that it will be the same in the next ten thousand years.

But, so what?

The old man didn't care and smiled.

"If it hasn't changed, then it hasn't changed. Just take a look at my descendants in the future and see if there are any of them who can catch your eye."

Bai Yuchan said calmly: "No change, not a good thing."

The old Pure Jade Immortal had some doubts in his eyes at this moment.

"Why are you talking about this today..."

Bai Yuchan smiled and shook his head.

There was a deafening cheering sound outside the hall.

The old man raised his eyes, looked through the door, and looked into the distance.

Outside the Immortal Palace, two juniors were fighting each other under the cheers of the immortals.

Someone waved his hand and summoned the water of the river in the sky, and the angry waves rushed.

Someone pinched his fingers, and the essence of the dragon liver and phoenix marrow on the banquet suddenly disappeared, and then the phantoms of the dragon and phoenix appeared on the scene.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Bai Yuchan beside him.

"Your Majesty, I still remember that you liked to fight with your brothers the most before. Let's see if any of my juniors can catch your eye."

"Not bad." Bai Yuchan said.

Not bad?

The old man was surprised in his eyes, and he could actually hear the word "not bad" from Bai Yuchan's mouth.

In the past, Bai Yuchan's evaluation of others was that they were ants!

How could this be tolerated?

He hurriedly stood up and invited Bai Yuchan to go outside the palace without thinking twice.

This time, Bai Yuchan did not refuse.

Jingyu Palace is very large.

It is more than a thousand steps from the inside to the outside of the palace.

The old man wanted to walk around the outside of the palace casually, but Bai Yuchan walked slowly step by step behind him, so he could only accompany him.

Jingyu Zhenren felt that Bai Yuchan was a little different today.

His steps became slower and slower, but cheers broke out again outside the palace.

There was a sound of waves hitting the shore in the fairy palace.

It was the young man who had summoned the river water before who defeated another person.

At this moment, the two had reached the palace door.

The half-closed palace door blocked the figures of the two, but the scenery outside the door could still be seen, and the scorching sun outside the door could still be seen.

Darkness and brightness were clearly separated at the palace door.

Bai Yuchan's footsteps suddenly paused.

True Man Jingyu also stopped and looked at Bai Yuchan with doubtful eyes.

The voice came with a smile and doubt.

"When the gods fight, they can easily throw out the water of rivers and streams. It will take several years of drought in the world to make up for it?"

The old man was stunned.

What does it mean?

"The immortals are extravagant, and the heavenly materials and treasures they have are enough for the mortals in the lower world to live for several more lives, right?"

"What..."

Bai Yuchan smiled lightly and said again.

"When the Immortal Palace was built, resources were scarce, and everyone's cultivation was not high. They did not have such a long lifespan, let alone so many heavenly materials and treasures."

"At that time, the star officials could calculate carefully to ensure that the rainfall was accurate to the millimeter, and they worked hard for decades of life."

"But are all things in the world saved by the diligence and thrift of all living beings?"

Of course not...

Bai Yuchan stretched out his hand and pointed outside the palace.

"But how come it has become like this now?"

Cold sweat oozed from the forehead of Jingyu Zhenren.

He suddenly didn't understand Bai Yuchan at the moment.

But he still spoke quickly.

"I will make them correct it. These things you said and these things you saw today will never happen again..."

Bai Yuchan looked at the nervous old man in front of him, and finally shook his head, looking at the distant sky.

"It's too late."

Too late.

Bai Yuchan laughed at himself at this moment.

"The immortals are short-sighted, and it's not a lie."

"Even I only figured out this truth recently..."

He took a step lightly, walked out of the darkness in the hall, and stepped on the sunlight shining down from the sky.

The door of the hall was opened, and the hot sunlight poured down on Jingyu Zhenren, but the old man felt that the surroundings were extremely cold.

What truth, what truth?

What is Bai Yuchan talking about...

As the door of the hall was pushed open, Bai Yuchan walked out.

There was silence outside the hall at first, and then the cheers in the field surged like a wave, the sound was deafening!

The young man who had just taken office as a star official had a gleam in his eyes, looking at that figure with longing in his eyes.

His Excellency should have seen the fight just now, right?

He must have seen it.

It was worth it for him to almost exhaust his spiritual energy and forcefully display such magical powers to win.

Bai Yuchan gently raised his hand and spoke calmly.

The voice rang in the ears of the old man behind him.

"It's not that you can go farther just because you live longer."

...

Thousands of miles away from Da Yan.

The Kingdom of Peace.

Heavy breathing came from the palace.

Jing Ling woke up from his meditation, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

After a while, he covered his face, his eyes showing ferocity and fear.

The phantom of the past was now hovering in his heart like a nightmare, and even the most basic meditation would fall into the devil.

Every time he closed his eyes, he would recall that scene...

When he was most proud and galloping, he saw Bai Yuchan for the first time.

But the ending...

If the ancestor had not risked his life to save him and sent him away, he would have been like countless immortals, and would have been annihilated into corpses.

Within a day, the cultivation families in the thirteen heavenly palaces fell apart.

The immortals were trampled underfoot, but no one dared to stop it.

And he was sent to a treasure land to heal his injuries early, but he accidentally avoided the disaster.

"Damn Bai Yuchan... Wait, wait until Penglai appears, how can I let you go..."

After a while, Jing Ling breathed out again, adjusted her breath, and walked out of the palace that had been snatched from this side.

He stood at the top of the attic with gloomy eyes, drinking alone.

"My survival is God's will. When Penglai opens, Bai Yuchan, you will find that the thing you regret most is that you failed to kill me in the first place..."

"Among the millions of immortals, who can survive under Bai Yuchan's hand?"

"Who else can do it?"

"just me!"

The wine enters the mouth, and suddenly there is a pause.

Jing Ling raised his hand, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the man who appeared in front of him at an unknown time.

The man also held a booklet in his hand, and he was flipping through it, seemingly comparing it to something.

Jing Ling's eyes were wary for a moment.

Who?

He wanted to ask, but the other party spoke first.

"You are Jing Ling, right?"

"Ah, yes, you are..."

The palace was instantly shattered.

The soul was instantly refined.

"The food is the same as Pulao."

Ye Wuyou looked calmly, glanced at the roster given by Wen Qu in his hand, and then lightly crossed out Jing Ling's name.

Next.

…

In the alleys of the city, there is an ordinary restaurant.

"Have you heard? There seems to be someone who is chasing me crazily recently..."

"That's why I called everyone here."

"That man didn't care about other people, but attacked and killed us without saying a word. Several star kings I contacted before have also lost contact."

"Who is he? A person from the future generations? How could a person from the future generations do this?"

"Don't worry about who it is, think about what to do first. What does that person want?"

For a while, there were different opinions.

Treasure? Magic weapon? Antiquities? beauty?

But the argument quickly came to a conclusion.

"Actually, I think you are all paupers. Look at yourselves. Do you still have anything after so many years? Why guess like this?" Ye Wuyou said seriously.

"Then there has to be a purpose, right?"

"It doesn't matter, I have already dragged people to investigate his details. That person is indeed a person from the future generations. Since he is a person from this world, it is easy to handle. We have nothing to worry about. He must still have a family. We can pass him People around you start."

"Do we still need to investigate his details? Don't you know? It's okay. I know this. I'll tell you directly."

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

Ye Wuyou tapped his fingertips on the table.

The dark shadow instantly enveloped the surroundings, dragging the figure into it.

【Tricky Door Coffin】

Everything in the restaurant was calm as usual.

It was just that the waiter went upstairs and looked for a while, and finally muttered with a confused look on his face.

"Where are the guests at the table just now..."

Half a day later.

The dense forest outside the city.

Ye Wuyou's figure emerged from the air, pacing slowly, covered in blood, and his eyes could not hide the fatigue.

"It's okay, you, do you want to stop for a moment and stop doing this..."

Xia Anmeng's soul is still in Ye Wuyou's body at this moment.

She looked to the side, looking at Ye Wuyou's previously magnificent and shining soul, but now it was dim and her expression showed worry.

The soul is broken.

"No need." Ye Wuyou shook his head.

He looked at the palm of his hand, and there was a strange and sinister aura beating in it.

This is something taken from those remnants.

The ability is to apply magical powers directly to the human soul.

"Another weird one..."

Ye Wuyou looked deeply, and finally with a fierce look in his eyes, he integrated this strange statue into his body again.

At this moment, it is already the Eighth Realm Tianxuan, and the Dao Domain has expanded a bit, enough to incorporate another Weird One.

"Bring the mute girl with you later."

He did not take the mute girl with him on this trip because the mute girl would be discovered directly if she followed him and did not blend in.

After walking some distance again, Ye Wuyou's strange aura finally reached its peak. He staggered a little, frowned, and finally chose to lean under a tree root and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing.

The interior of the body.

Xia Anmeng's eyes showed hesitation, and finally, bit by bit, she quietly got closer to Ye Wuyou's soul.

The corners of his eyes trembled slightly.

"you……"

"Don't talk, I understand the soul, I will heal your wounds..."

…

Time passed bit by bit.

One day, two days, three days...

One ten days, two ten days, three ten days...

In a cave somewhere, Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of rain outside the cave.

The mute woman gnawed on his body, and the souls in her body blended with each other.

Ye Wuyou didn't stand up, his eyes were a little confused.

Finally, he concentrated for a moment, focused on three things, and looked at the booklet Na Wenqu handed him.

There is one last name on it.

He smiled and chose to put it away instead of crossing it out.

"How long have we been out?"

…

A year later, Ye Wuyou returned to Tianlan City. (End of chapter)