My practice narration is weird

Bai Lu finished another day of practice.

The little fox learned his lesson today. He first wandered downstairs and watched his father, Mr. Hu San, arguing with a man who claimed to have dug up a thousand-year-old precious medicine but actually dug up a thousand-year-old radish. Then he returned to his room very calmly.

After a puff of green smoke, Bai Lu, who had turned into a little fox, jumped high towards the bed.

It's time to rest.

The little fox squinted lazily and was about to close his eyes, but he heard a voice with a bit of helplessness and a bit of teasing in the room for no reason.

"Why are you sleeping again? Aren't you practicing?"

The little fox was startled, and then he turned over and climbed up from the bed like a beast, speaking angrily.

"I have been practicing for eight hours, and this is my room, you..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Bai Lu blinked and looked at the young man who appeared inexplicably in his room with ripples under his feet. The man's clothes seemed to be holding a newly bought cake in his hand.

Seeing Bai Lu's gaze, Ye Wuyou raised the pastry wrapped in oil paper in his hand, and then said angrily.

"I really don't know what to bring you. There are too many people on the street. I saw many people queuing in this shop, and I thought it must be delicious. It took me half an hour to buy it. I almost squeezed to death."

The eyeliner that belongs to Bai Huer trembled, and then the watery big eyes of Kazilan suddenly bloomed with a strange brilliance.

Ye Wuyou is still talking tirelessly.

"Try it. This is the first time in my life that I have queued for so long to buy something. I hope it won't be like the Internet celebrity pastries, which are good-looking but not delicious."

Bai Lu didn't know what the Internet celebrity pastries Ye Wuyou mentioned were, and she didn't want to eat any pastries now.

What she wanted to eat now was...

Ferocious beasts pounce on food.

When the sharp fangs pierced the skin and penetrated the throat, feeling the wetness and stickiness of the blood and the hot breath overflowing from the throat, the little fox did not speak, but in her mind she felt that this was the best taste in the world.

It was still the taste of blood at the beginning, but now... why does it feel a little strange?

It seemed to be mixed with something, just like the top-level natural treasures. As long as you drink a sip, your whole body will feel very comfortable, and even the practice that has just broken through will feel slightly loose.

The fluffy and swaying fox tails behind her were gently held, and the little fox trembled, and the sharp claws pierced deeper into the flesh.

She seemed to have forgotten the time and the surroundings, until the knock on the door had been ringing for a long time, and she didn't care, so the door was pushed open.

Mr. Hu San walked in with a puzzled look on his face, still talking.

"Finally I sent the thousand-year-old carrot away. Girl, why did you come downstairs to look for your father just now? Huh? You..."

Ye Wuyou and Mr. Hu San stared at each other, then Ye Wuyou slowly raised his hand and stood straight, indicating that he had done nothing.

Bai Lu, who was still clinging to Ye Wuyou, realized that something was wrong. She turned her head slightly, looking at her father with her big watery eyes. It seemed that she had not yet come to her senses. Her pink little tongue gently licked the corner of her mouth with bright red blood and white sticky liquid, smacking her lips.

Ye Wuyou still raised her hands, with blood on her neck, and looked innocent.

She even handed over the cake in her hand.

But Ye Wuyou suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

In this small attic, this pressure surpassed Luo Qinghan and everything...

At this moment, Mr. Hu San's beard and hair were blown up by the breath, his clothes fluttered, and his whole body was a circle bigger.

The sixth realm of heavenly power is so terrifying.

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After a while.

Bai Lu and Ye Wuyou both sat down below, lowering their heads, unable to speak.

Mr. Hu San sat at the top, opened the oilcloth bag, picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

But then he frowned and said "Puh".

"What kind of cake is this? It's so bad!"

Ye Wuyou thought it shouldn't be like this. There were so many people buying in that shop, and he had been waiting in line for so long.

Fortunately, Mr. Hu San didn't dwell on it. He just sat up slightly from the wide mahogany chair, with one hand on his knee, looking at Ye Wuyou like a monarch looking down at his subjects.

"Did you go to the Lu family before? You were lucky not to die there. You still have some conscience and know to come and see."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Mr. Hu San's voice was a little rippled.

"Huh, the fifth realm?"

"Yes, uncle." Ye Wuyou nodded silently.

During the time he was at the Luo family, he did not do nothing. He read some various techniques and was able to conceal his cultivation.

But he could hide it from ordinary people, but he certainly could not hide it from the fox eyes of Mr. Hu San.

Bai Lu's eyes were surprised. In the past few months of separation, he had just reached the fourth realm under the cultivation of so many precious medicines of his father, and now he was also considered a "great demon".

But he did not expect that he was already in the fifth realm?

"What did you call me?" Mr. Hu San said coldly.

"Uncle... Dad?" Ye Wuyou's eyes looked strange.

Mr. Hu San raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his eyes dissipated inexplicably. He snorted and said with a slightly disdainful tone.

"The fifth realm is useless. You will sooner or later reach the seventh realm... Wait until you reach that step, and then change your mouth. Before that, it is a benefit for you to call me uncle."

Ye Wuyou did not refute, but took the opportunity to change the subject and told some of his previous experiences in the city.

For example, the previous incident.

"Hurt people with words? Do you think it's weird?" Mr. Hu thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"I know something about weirdness. After all, Qingqiu also has some... But you may have thought wrong. Your kid is pregnant with weirdness. Over time, he will naturally become suspicious. Sometimes the slightest movement can be classified as weird."

Ye Wuyou's tone was hesitant.

"But the way that man died was very strange. I didn't even notice it. The only strange thing was the words he said before he died."

Hu Sanye stroked his beard and chuckled.

"Really, there are all kinds of strange things in this world, such as spells, poisons, ninjutsu, and poisonous arts. How long have you been practicing before you can see through them? Even if you can see through it now, your knowledge is very little. Qingqiu Lost Tradition The method of the Red Thread Immortal does not belong to any magical power, and no one can see it."

"You insist on saying that your words hurt people, huh, those Seven Realms of Confucianism in ancient times could do that and speak the truth, but where did the Seven Realms come from in this city?"

"You have to know how come there are so many weird things in this world. Even if there are some occasionally, how can you bump into them every day?"

Listening to Mr. Hu's words, Ye Wuyou wondered, could it be that he felt wrong?

It is said that there is indeed nothing strange about that person, and this is not a strange realm, it makes no sense.

There was a call.

"Mr. Hu, someone brought a thousand-year-old treasure to identify it. They said it was a treasure that became extinct in the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

"Shang and Zhou, you're so special, don't worry, it's from last week again."

Mr. Hu got up cursing.

Ye Wuyou asked curiously.

"Uncle, what's going on here recently? Why are so many people from the world looking for medicine?"

Mr. Hu shook his head and said angrily.

"The guys in Lingxue Pavilion did a good job. They found a secret ruins for them in the mountains of the outer city a few months ago. The formation inside it has been loosened over time. After breaking it open, we actually found a few treasures."

"Is it very precious?"

"They are all medicinal materials that became extinct thousands of years ago, what do you think?"

But when Mr. Hu said this, he seemed to think of something and murmured to himself.

"Aren't those guys from Lingxue Pavilion suppressing [Destruction]? Why do they still have time to come here?"

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Amidst the loud roar, the figure of the girl in white floated out of the smoke and dust. She was holding something gently in her hand, but it was a green medicinal plant.

"Half of the medicinal ingredients are gathered." Lu Caiwei thought to herself.

Most of the medicinal materials for the flesh-melting elixir were extinct, but quite a few were found in the ruins.

Putting the medicinal materials into the jade box, a green snake dozens of feet long emerged from the smoke behind him, roaring angrily.

Xia Anmeng's voice sounded.

"Don't be obsessed with fighting. Just take this medicine and leave."

"No, don't you want nothing else?" Lu Caiwei responded stutteringly.

"No more..." Xia Anmeng's words showed hesitation.

"Master, I feel that something is wrong with this ruins..."

"It's completely different from when I came as a teacher a thousand years ago."