My practice narration is weird

Nanning City, outside the Wei Territory.

The sky is still clear, with blue sky and white clouds, but there is a faint layer of fog over Nanning City.

The old Taoist who looked completely different from the previous few days now came out of the air panting. The fine Taoist robe now had many holes, as if it had been burned.

The real Wang Ting, who came down from Baiyun Temple, wiped his sweat, looked at the fog covering the mountains for dozens of miles below, and frowned.

Previously, he used his supernatural powers to observe Ye Wuyou's actions, but half of the scene was abruptly cut off.

At that time, he spent a lot of effort on suppressing [Annihilation] for Lingxue Pavilion, and he was still wondering what happened, when he received the news that Nanning City was covered by a mysterious domain.

Another mysterious realm, why are there so many recently...

Master Wang Ting was muttering in his heart while looking down silently.

Not knowing this weird magical power, and not understanding what kind of weirdness it is, even the royal court dare not act rashly.

So what about the Seventh Realm? It’s like [Annihilation], a mysterious realm where the public’s name is exposed in the eyes of the world. If you enter the Seventh Realm, you can only seek self-protection.

"If you can't break through the mysterious realm, this place will be sealed. It's just a small city."

Compared to the harm caused by [Destruction], the current scope of this weirdness is obviously much smaller.

Master Wang Ting stepped into the sky, clenching his chin and thinking silently.

But a figure appeared in the clouds and mist, which made the old man look at him.

The middle-aged man had a simple appearance and was dressed in red and white robes. At this moment, his eyes were looking at the real person in Wang Ting, and he slightly cupped his hands as a greeting.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the man for a while, and then sneered.

"You didn't go into seclusion. It's a shame that I helped you deal with the [annihilation]. This should have been the responsibility of you, the great pavilion master."

The person who came was none other than the Pavilion Master of Lingxue Pavilion.

At this moment, he was listening to the old master's slightly sarcastic words, his face was calm and unruffled, and he just said silently.

"Old Master, what you said is wrong. Suppressing [Annihilation] has never been a matter for our Lingxue Pavilion family. It's just that you have become accustomed to it over the years, and you feel that everything Lingxue Pavilion has done is natural."

When Master Wang Ting heard this, he immediately became excited and laughed angrily.

"Fuck you, [Annihilation] is closest to you, and Lingxue Pavilion can best handle it. Besides, over the years, every time we have meetings, the resources allocated to you by Lingxue Pavilion are only a lot more than mine at Baiyun Temple. Now you are complaining?"

"What you, the Grand Pavilion Master, are saying now are just like those guys in the martial arts world. They have collected money and still make things difficult."

"Don't worry about it. I don't care about it anymore. Don't worry about it. Everyone, don't worry about [annihilating] who's grandson. What are a few cities? It's just tens of thousands of lives. When Daxuan is burned down one day, haha, anyway, I I still have a long life, so I can just find a bridge and stay under a small quilt for a lifetime. It’s very refreshing.”

"Ah, yes, yes, when the time comes, I will ask you, the master of the pavilion, to be my neighbor. Let's put a quilt under the bridge together."

Master Wang Ting spoke one sentence after another, his words were vulgar and completely inconsistent with his identity.

The master of Lingxue Pavilion just listened silently, his eyes were indifferent, and he did not make any rebuttal.

After scolding for a long time, the old man's anger seemed to have dissipated. He let out a breath of filthy breath and glanced at the master of Lingxue Pavilion, thinking for a moment.

The old man stretched out his hand and waved the sleeve with holes in it in front of the other party.

The master of Lingxue Pavilion glanced at it and remained calm.

Until the tattered sleeves almost hit Lingxue Pavilion Master's face, the Pavilion Master finally turned his face into a look of helplessness and said sincerely.

"Old Master, stop talking. I already know that this is the fault of the Pavilion Master."

"However, the master of the pavilion was indeed in seclusion before, and all major and minor matters were left to Ji Wuye to handle. I realized that he had lost contact, so I came out of seclusion."

The old man looked at the other party and admitted his mistake, and then he snorted, skipped the topic for the time being, pointed to the mysterious area below, and said.

"You [Destroy] can't suppress it, so why are you here?"

Lingxue Pavilion Master responded seriously.

"When my young pavilion master comes out, I will ask him for his explanation. He deliberately kept this trip secret from me."

Then, he asked back.

"What about you, old man?"

"I'm also waiting for someone."

"oh?"

"Huh, what I am practicing is the method of fate, and what I am waiting for is my destined person."

The master of Lingxue Pavilion paused slightly and said casually.

"There are quite a lot of people that Lao Zhen calls "destined people" in my impression. Xu Qingyuan and Zhang Shixuan from Baiyun Temple seem to have been "destined people" for Zhen Dao, but without exception..."

Master Wang Ting's face was slightly cold and he stared at the other party.

The master of Lingxue Pavilion looked at each other calmly.

Their eyes met, and the old man's expression suddenly changed. The gloom on his face was still there, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What I am practicing is the art of fate, not the art of cannibalism. I am comfortable with the birth and death of fate, and I am not ashamed to treat them. There is nothing I can do if they die, but at least they have a bond with me, and this fate is with me. Just... accept it."

Lingxue Pavilion Master looked away, but there was speculation in his heart.

The so-called destined person and this old man are tainted with cause and effect, but from a consequentialist perspective, it does not seem to be a good thing.

Voices came from the side.

"Are you just looking at me like this? Can your chosen Young Pavilion Master really come out?"

"If Ji Wuye can't come out after some more time, this pavilion master will go down to get people. After all, he can't die yet."

The words of Pavilion Master Ling Xue made the old master's eyes focus, as if he thought of something, and then a faint sneer appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"What about you, old master?"

Master Wang Ting looked indifferent.

"I don't care, he is just a destined person. If he dies in this strange domain, it means that he is not destined."

After saying this, there was silence between the two for a moment.

After a long time, Pavilion Master Ling Xue's voice came with a sigh.

"Old master, I have something to tell you."

"If you have to fart, let it out."

"【annihilation】... I can't hold it back."

"..."

"Master, please say something."

"Don't make noise, I'm thinking about which bridge hole is better."

——————

Xia Anmeng seemed to have had a very long dream.

In the dream, she was still the Red Lotus Heavenly Venerable Xia Anmeng who was a thousand years ago, with only the back that everyone looked up to...

The moment she was sealed in the strange door coffin, her consciousness was already blurred.

At this moment, it was like a last ray of light, and the illusory soul trembled.

The dream was awakened.

Xia Anmeng gently opened her eyes.

This is the interior of the strange door coffin...

What I saw was darkness.

Dark, quiet, boundless silence, without a trace of light...

The illusory figure floated quietly in the darkness.

But Xia Anmeng felt that she was falling down little by little, as if falling into the abyss little by little.

She wanted to reach out, but her body was stiff and she couldn't do anything.

Was she swallowed by the weirdness...

The weirdness had the deepest erosion on the soul.

A deep sense of powerlessness rose in her heart. Thinking of the last scene just now, Xia Anmeng showed a self-deprecating smile at the corner of her mouth.

When the weirdness enveloped the soul, even the self-dissolution could not be achieved.

The soul was eroded by the weirdness, just like the heart-wrenching pain in the sky prison that year.

The illusory body began to tremble slightly involuntarily. The body, which was already stiff and unable to move, was tense again at this moment, and a trace of pain appeared between the eyebrows.

In the darkness, there was a faint rustling sound.

The surrounding darkness was like black mud at this moment, and there was something in it that was about to break through the black mud.

Even though it was painful, even though the ending was already doomed, Xia Anmeng's heart suddenly trembled at this moment.

A dark and dry arm, like a rotten wood that had decayed for a hundred years, stretched out from the darkness and grabbed the only light in the darkness.

That light was Xia Anmeng now, and her soul had a pure and elegant light.

But Xia Anmeng could not see anything, she could only vaguely feel that something was coming towards her.

The illusory soul trembled, the pupils suddenly contracted, and Xia Anmeng opened her mouth unconsciously, as if she was breathing.

The soul does not need to breathe, everything is just an instinctive subconsciousness at the moment of life and death.

The moment she made the choice, she was no longer afraid of death.

But darkness represents the unknown, and the unknown brings fear...

Not to mention when nothing can be done.

This is the deepest emotion engraved in everyone's heart.

The rotten dry arm approached little by little at this moment, and finally stretched out towards a certain part of Xia Anmeng's body, as if to touch the only light in the darkness.

Xia Anmeng couldn't even turn her head, but she still felt a deep and piercing chill from her calf...toe.

But then, the chill quickly melted away.

Instead, there was a warm palm.

Ye Wuyou stood on the other side, protecting Xia Anmeng's jade feet with one hand, and then stepped hard on the dry and rotten arm.

The rotten arm was kicked away in an instant and returned to the darkness.

What happened?

Xia Anmeng couldn't divert her eyes. The pain of being eroded all over her body had already made her eyes twisted, and her expression gradually became empty.

The fall seemed to have stopped.

Xia Anmeng felt as if she was resting on a soft bed.

The warm feeling came, which melted the chill all over her body, and even the pain seemed to subside a little.

She subconsciously turned sideways and reached out to grab the warmth.

This is...

Xia Anmeng, who had just regained some consciousness, had doubts in her eyes. She felt the temperature behind her, and her eyes, which were slightly focused, looked sideways at this moment.

The teasing voice came first.

The voice was very familiar.

"Ah, isn't this our Red Lotus Heavenly Venerable Xia Anmeng? I haven't seen you for half a year. Why are you so lame..."

Xia Anmeng's stiff figure recovered in an instant, and then she covered her face with her hands, not daring to look.

——————

Just like Ji Wuye used the [Strange Door Coffin] to seal himself and leave the Strange Domain.

Ye Wuyou also made the same move.

Seal yourself in the iron coffin.

The Strange Door Coffin is actually equivalent to a small Strange Domain.

As for how small it is.

Ye Wuyou can only cover less than 500 meters when using the Guimen Coffin.

He had never considered sealing himself before.

The reason is simple. Although he has mastered this strangeness, the situation inside the Guimen Coffin seems to be somewhat out of Ye Wuyou's control.

Whether it is the abnormality he felt when he used the Guimen Coffin forcibly at the Lu family before, or the abnormality like the "world in the box" when he integrated into the Guimen Coffin before, Ye Wuyou never thought of sealing himself.

But can this be used as a means to leave the strange domain?

Ye Wuyou has confirmed one thing, that the strangeness is definitely not here.

This layer of treacherous territory is just a cage trapping them.

Ji Wuye seemed to have a very good understanding of the weird, and even had a deeper understanding of the weird realm.

It's impossible for the other party to go to such great lengths to seek death on his own.

With this thought, Ye Wuyou made a decision.

After all, the Trick Door Coffin is under his control, so even if something is really wrong, he should be able to do it without any hindrance.

When the black coffin shrouded his figure, Ye Wuyou was surprised to find that the surrounding scenery began to melt away. Those debris, those tables, chairs, and those rubbles were not brought into the sly coffin.

Therefore, the "Nanning City" just mentioned is the fake Nanning created by Guiyu.

The world of Tricky Man's Coffin is pitch black, and there seems to be no gravity.

Ye Wuyou stepped into it and felt light and airy, as if he was wandering in the air without any support.

But Ji Wuye's inference was indeed correct, and Ye Wuyou quickly felt the direction of the coffin lid.

That should be where the real weirdness lies.

Ye Wuyou's figure ran towards the direction of the sensing coffin lid, but on the way, he saw an illusory soul floating in the distance.

Moreover, it belongs to the kind of soul that is at a very high level, but is on the verge of dissipating.

It sounds a little strange.

But Ye Wuyou's expression at that time was very strange.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Can there be souls picked up here?

Niangle, when did my luck get so good?

Is it unreasonable not to swallow the divine soul given by God?

[If God doesn’t take it, you will suffer the consequences. This wild soul is a gift for your great love all the way. It is your favorite soul. The wonderful taste of that soul is an unspeakable charm that goes deep into the bone marrow]

[That was your first time, and now it is also the last time for this soul]

What a heaven-defying soul, this is the first time. The narrator never had so many words before.

So Ye Wuyou ran over happily.

But it wasn't until he walked in that he realized that the familiar figure... turned out to be Xia Anmeng.

"That's probably what happened."

Ye Wuyou's voice came clearly to Xia Anmeng's ears.

The Tricky Door Coffin is under his control, and its strange influence has been isolated.

The figures of the two people floated up in this dark world little by little, heading in a certain direction.

Xia Anmeng pursed her lips and listened silently to everything the familiar voice said. Her pain-filled mind seemed to be gone, and the faint fear also disappeared.

The frowned eyebrows finally relaxed a little inadvertently, Xia Anmeng's expression returned to calm, and finally let out a long sigh. It was hard to tell whether it was the joy of surviving the disaster or what.

But then she remembered something and said quickly.

"Quickly, take me out quickly, Caiwei."

"I know, didn't you see that I'm already moving at full speed!"

"Can you please hurry up?"

"Then can you get off of me? I didn't have the nerve to say it just now."

Xia Anmeng's eyes paused, and then she realized that from the very beginning, she had been leaning on Ye Wuyou's arms, with her hands still around Ye Wuyou's neck.

At that time, she had just regained consciousness and was in a state of confusion. She was fascinated by Ye Wuyou's explanation of the cause and effect.

Xia Anmeng, who realized all this at this moment, subconsciously let go.

The body sank, and the weak and weak soul in the coffin suddenly fell towards the abyss below.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed confusion, and he stretched out his hand to lift the other person up again.

"Why are you letting go? Where do you want to go?"

"Ah, I, I don't, I don't know."

The corners of Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched slightly.

It's bad, the apprentice has infected the master.

Xia Anmeng's expression was dull. At this moment, she still didn't have half of the look of being scornful about everything before.

It seems that her whole mind is no longer clear, and she must be woken up hard.

Ye Wuyou put his hand on his forehead and sighed, and his final words were stern.

"What are you thinking about? Come in!"

"Come in, come in, oh oh, I know."

Xia Anmeng finally realized that although she no longer had the soul-nurturing ring, Ye Wuyou's body was suitable for her from the beginning, and there was no objection at all.

The remnant soul turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Ye Wuyou's body.

"I'm in."

"Well...it goes without saying, I can feel it."

A year later, Xia Anmeng entered Ye Wuyou's body again, and her sigh was still the same as before.

This body is so suitable for seizing a body...

But just thinking about it.

Because Xia Anmeng noticed Ye Wuyou's current state, the Five Realms Yuheng.

He even saw the huge... soul inside Ye Wuyou?

"Okay, so big..."

Ye Wuyou's current soul has been transformed by the sacred tree and became a wood spirit.

The body of the divine soul is not only huge, but also green in color, exuding a strong aura of life.

Xia Anmeng's remnant soul silently sat cross-legged next to Ye Wuyou's soul.

Ye Wuyou's figure was getting closer to the coffin lid little by little.

As he got closer to the exit, he could see countless arms stretching out from the darkness all around.

Those arms seemed hesitant as Ye Wuyou walked by, wondering whether they should stop him.

They have no time to hesitate.

The blue ghost hands spread out, arm wrestling with those dry arms one by one.

Sensing the location of the coffin lid, Ye Wuyou thought in thought, followed by his control.

The coffin lid was opened.

【Tricky Door Coffin】

As soon as he appeared, he noticed the opening of another treacherous door coffin here.

Two strange door coffins appeared at the same time, and it was unknown whether they collided and melted or something else, and they collapsed one after another.

As soon as Ye Wuyou's figure flashed out of the strange door coffin, he saw Lu Caiwei's empty eyes and the sword that was weak but extremely sharp.

Ji Wuye's figure flew out backwards, his eyes gloomy.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were empty, and she didn't even look at Ye Wuyou. She just picked up the sword and caught up with Ji Wuye. It was hard to say how her figure was as light as a white butterfly dancing, not fast or slow, but she avoided all the magical powers that attacked in the gap.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and this scene made Ye Wuyou's eyes stunned.

Didn't they say that Lu Caiwei was in danger? Why did she seem to be suppressing the other party?

But Xia Anmeng's voice suddenly sounded, with a hurried and uneasy voice.

"She is going through the heart demon tribulation! How could this be..."

"Heart demon tribulation? That's not the sixth realm..." Ye Wuyou's heart trembled.

"She forced herself into the Heart Demon Tribulation, and therefore briefly possessed the realm of Heavenly Power, but... she had not yet reached the time to overcome the Heart Demon Tribulation."

Ye Wuyou finally realized that something was wrong.

The Sixth Realm is the most special of the three realms, and the realm name is prefixed with the word Heaven.

The Heart Demon Tribulation... Lu Qingshan stopped at the Heart Demon Tribulation and was imprisoned for twenty years.

You can see how terrible the Heart Demon Tribulation is.

"So what will happen to her now? Can I stop her now?"

Xia Anmeng's voice was silent for a moment, and then it was heard again.

"I don't know either, but once the Heart Demon Tribulation is entered, there is no turning back, and it is impossible to stop the tribulation."

"The key is that as her master, I never knew what her Heart Demon was."

"Maybe even she herself doesn't know."

I'll take a break tomorrow. Alpaca will go have a midnight snack first, and come back later to write all night.

Friends who don't work all night can save it and read it together tomorrow night.

Then there will be an explanation about Lu Caiwei's combat power later.