My practice narration is weird

A flying boat was quietly suspended over the mountain city in the night.

The surrounding mountain cliffs, including several towering pavilions not far away, were full of practitioners, and there were constant discussions at this moment.

The practitioner driving the flying boat looked a little embarrassed at this moment, and his eyes turned. He first looked at the "battlefield" in front of him that ended with the departure of Ye Wuyou, and then glanced at Zhou Xuanyuan and Li Su sitting in the back.

"Hey, you two also saw it. Their fight was too fast. I was already moving at full speed, but I could only see this scene..."

"The money is not refundable."

The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it had already arrived here one step ahead of others.

But the speed at which this battle ended was even faster, so they only saw the end of the battle.

The fight between the two was not very gorgeous, nor was it very splendid, and it was even a little disappointing.

In the eyes of many people, it was just that the figures of the two people slightly staggered in the air, and somehow, the sixth-level woman of the Cui family was completely knocked out.

Not to mention what magical power the man used at the end, how come the figure disappeared after the ripples under his feet flashed?

The cultivator's voice did not receive a response. On the contrary, he saw Zhou Xuanyuan in the back seat with horror and confusion in his eyes.

"Uh, brother, is it that serious? How about I return half of it..." The cultivator said uneasily.

"Do you know who that person is?" Zhou Xuanyuan didn't care whether the other party returned the money or not, but asked hurriedly.

"Ah, I don't know, I haven't seen him, but didn't the man below say that he is his son? Why don't you go ask?" The pilot of the flying boat said blankly.

Zhou Xuanyuan looked down, where a forty-year-old middle-aged man was shouting around at the moment.

"You heard it, he is my father."

The response was ridiculed by the people around him with a smile.

"Stupid."

Zhou Xuanyuan finally shook his head, with a touch of loneliness in his eyes.

He is now in the fifth realm, practicing the purest swordsmanship, and has a deep understanding of the martial arts.

He saw clearly those moves that were unclear and powerful to others, and it was because of this that he could understand how high their martial arts attainments were.

Each of those two people's martial arts attainments were far superior to his.

Zhou Xuanyuan had only encountered this feeling in two people before.

One was his master, the leader of the Sword Sect.

Both sides did not use Qi, and used the purest sword moves to spar. Zhou Xuanyuan could lose ninety-nine times out of a hundred, and the one time he won was basically because his master let him win.

The other one... was the woman surnamed Lu, who also used the purest sword moves, but she was beaten by two swords until her long sword fell out of her hand.

If that was the case, it would be fine. The moves of the strong fighting made him benefit a lot, which was far from enough to shock him so much.

"That person is..." Zhou Xuanyuan muttered to himself.

"He looks familiar. I have an impression of him."

Zhou Xuanyuan was stunned, but found that Li Su, who was already drunk, sat up at this moment. Her cheeks were slightly red after being drunk, but Mu Zhou flashed a clear light.

She looked very serious at this moment, thinking, but her eyebrows were gradually wrinkled.

Zhou Xuanyuan at the side also had the same doubts and thoughts at this moment.

He looks familiar.

Even though a year has passed, Zhou Xuanyuan still has a faint impression.

In the dim night before, the figure of the man gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory.

Is it him? That Ye Wuyou?

But he should have died...

And the realm doesn't match.

A year ago, although Ye Wuyou showed his talent at that time, he was only in the third realm.

In one year, he can fight with the sixth realm? And he has such a profound martial arts attainment?

And he appeared in this distant Daxuan.

Li Su, dressed in plain clothes, sat up straight at this moment, trying to think about the possible connection, but her hand kept stroking her forehead and biting her silver teeth. The shopkeeper was right. She didn't notice it when she drank it, but her head hurt more and more when the wind blew.

Her voice was full of doubt.

"Do you think that person is him? If so, then the current situation of Da Yan..."

As Li Su spoke, she seemed to think of something, a glimmer flashed in her eyes, and her voice was even more anxious.

A strong man comparable to the sixth realm...

Da Yan's current decline on the battlefield is largely due to the scarcity of high-level practitioners in Da Yan.

Because Da Yan now has only two sixth-level Tianquan from the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect.

And the invading demon tribes in the northern border have unknowingly had five demon kings of the sixth realm so far.

And those other demon tribes... I don't know why they seem endless. Before the war started, Da Yan had clearly won several victories and achieved good results.

But as time went by, casualties continued to rise, while the demon race continued to rise.

As one side gained, the other lost, and it was difficult to hide the decline, and then suffered a series of defeats.

But no matter what, if Da Yan could have another sixth realm, would the situation be slightly reversed?

Zhou Xuanyuan responded to Li Su with a clear voice.

"That person is dead, and the other party just looks a bit similar."

"But..." Li Su hesitated.

"There is no but, even if he is still alive, he can't reach the current realm within a year." Zhou Xuanyuan's voice was flat, but his tone was firm.

It seems that he has figured it out.

The cultivator in the front driver's seat was listening and eating melons at the moment, thinking about it, and interrupted.

"You two want to know the identity of that person?"

Li Su tilted his head slightly, "Well, didn't you say you didn't know?"

"No, no, no, I really don't know, but I do know the woman who fought with him. Cui Sanniang, the genius of the Cui family, knows everything. It is most likely that she will be on the stage at the gathering in two days. Now so many people have gathered in this mountain city, aren't they here for this excitement?"

The cultivator changed his tone and said with a smile.

"And that person can fight with the Cui family, one of the seven great sects of Daxuan, and doesn't care about the consequences. It's not just strength, but the other party is most likely a hidden genius of a certain force."

"If my guess is correct, the other party may be seen fighting at the gathering in two days, and we will know then."

Is that so?

Li Su nodded silently, but it seemed to be meaningless.

What does it matter if we know who it is? It will not bring any change to the current situation of Da Yan.

After calming down and thinking carefully, Li Su also silently accepted the reality. After all, this matter was too absurd. How could a dead person appear in Daxuan, which was thousands of miles away, and have such a powerful realm.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Li Su tapped his forehead with his fingertips to relieve the tense nerves after being drunk.

I was really drunk before, how could I pin my hopes on such an ethereal thing.

But... could it really be him?

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A very subtle stream of light passed through the dark night sky.

Upon closer inspection, there was a figure in the stream of light, but the figure deliberately concealed his figure and even deliberately did not reveal his aura, as if he did not want to be noticed.

It was the head of the Cui family who left earlier.

He had left the mountain city for dozens of miles at this moment and had come to the depths of Baiyun Mountain.

Looking at the Baiyun Temple Mountain Gate in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then took out a set of clothes to put on.

You must know that he ran naked all the way here.

A trace of resentment appeared in the old eyes of the Cui family master.

"Damn it, is that guy the Ye Wuyou mentioned by Lingxue Pavilion? I neglected it. How could the guy who was remembered by the young pavilion master be regarded as just an ordinary fifth realm? The Luo family has found a good thigh."

"It's also the fault of that guy who didn't reveal his identity before. If he had known it was him, he would not be so embarrassed."

"And Lingxue Pavilion, the conditions that Ji Wuye, the dead demon, offered to me were far from enough. If I had known that the Luo family was so difficult to deal with, I would never have formed an alliance with him."

Cui Feng gritted his teeth at this moment, but he was helpless.

What the Luo family can give to the other party, the Cui family can also give to the other party, which is nothing more than interests, status and reputation.

Besides, the head of the family of the little girl Luo Yue is ugly, and the severity of the erosion now seems to be close to death.

Once the other party dies, the Luo family will also fall apart, so it is better to let me swallow it up.

Why doesn't that kid understand? And he seemed very unhappy when he mentioned Luo Yue, the ugly girl with corpse spots all over her body?

And Luo Yue seemed to care about the boy surnamed Ye.

Why is that?

Patriarch Cui didn't understand, after all, the Luo family would be finished sooner or later.

Hmm?

Luo family...

So that's it.

It turns out that the boy is deeper than I thought, such a cruel Ye Wuyou.

No wonder the boy cared about Luo Yue, the ugly girl, and the girl probably believed it.

Because as long as Luo Yue died, the Luo family would be his.

Such an ugly woman... Ye Wuyou, you are so cruel.

He sighed softly, with helplessness, loneliness, unwillingness and regret in his eyes.

I have to admit that maybe I have been used to the comfort of being the head of the family for many years. The Cui Feng who was born in a humble family but could climb up little by little in the cracks of the family has been away from me for a long time.

The old head of the family recalled that when he was fifteen years old, he was still the most brilliant young man. He had the talent for cultivation, but he could not get more resources because of his humble background.

"Kid, you don't want to stop at the lower three realms for life, and then be sent to other places to fish for life, right?" A woman said to him.

In order to get more resources in the family, Cui Feng climbed onto the bed of Zhao Ji, the mother of the patriarch at that time. He was sixty years old and weighed two hundred pounds.

In fact, he was more cruel than Ye Wuyou back then.

But why was he so impulsive today, especially when he saw that kid, he felt an inexplicable disgust in his heart.

Now thinking about it, it was extremely wrong.

Cui Feng did not know the existence of the "Six Desires to Transform Demons Sutra", and perhaps even Ye Wuyou himself ignored this point.

Just like the shop owner who wanted to invade Ye Wuyou, the potential effect of the "Six Desires to Transform Demons" is like this.

Those who like it like it more, while those who hate it hate it more, and those who dislike it dislike it more, silently provoking the emotions of outsiders.

If it were normal, it would not be limited to this, but Ye Wuyou's "Six Desires to Transform Demons" was constantly running, and the accumulation of emotions reached a certain limit.

Although the six realms of mind are firmer than others, Cui Feng's mood is indeed a little slack. In addition, he is far less powerful than Lu Chen.

However, things have already happened, and Cui Feng does not regret it.

After all, I have worked hard all my life and I can't enjoy it?

Now I am just hurt by wine and sex, and my mind is tired.

Who would have thought that the voice of the woman he raised was so beautiful that even if she was a beautiful woman with a soft body and a sword on her waist to kill ordinary people, Cui Feng would still be willing to be killed.

So, starting from tomorrow, stop drinking.

There was a hint of exquisiteness in Cui Feng's eyes, and then he straightened his sleeves and walked step by step towards the gate of Baiyun Temple.

Someone's figure floated out from the pavilion inside the mountain gate.

Accompanied by a beast's roar, Ding Wang sat on the snow leopard and slowly came forward along with the words.

"Is it Master Cui? What happened in the mountain city? There was such a big movement before."

There was doubt in his voice, and Ding Wang was obviously puzzled as to why this night was so sensational.

But even so, just like when Luo Yue and Ji Wuye had a dispute before, he just watched but did not take action.

Now he is still staying safely in Baiyun Temple.

After all, Master once taught us to "let nature take its course".

Let nature take its course, be quiet and do nothing, sit and watch others build tall buildings, sit and watch others entertain guests, sit and watch others' buildings collapse.

Of course, except for meeting that "Ye Wuyou".

After all, there is only one Taoist disciple, and there is only one road to the Seven Realms in Baiyun Temple.

If you meet Ye Wuyou, you will erase the accident in your destiny and help the second uncle to settle this fate.

Destiny must be in your own hands.

The head of the Cui family was now clasping his hands and fists towards Ding Wang, saluting respectfully, and was about to explain.

"I don't know, little Taoist priest, but before... uh."

The words stopped abruptly.

Ding Wang's eyes were stunned, while Cui Feng's eyes were filled with fear.

He was a little in disbelief, lowered his head stiffly, and looked at his chest.

Under the quiet moonlight, the sharp blade flashing with cold light had penetrated his chest at this moment.

The person behind him gently exerted force on his palms.

The piercing blade was spinning slightly inside his body, twisting and churning, until it destroyed everything.

Everything happened too suddenly. Only then did Ding Wang react. A sharp look flashed in his innocent eyes, and accompanied by Ling Lie's Qi, the words came.

"stop!"

"Roar!" The snow leopard under him also roared.

Facing the magical power coming from that move, Ye Wuyou turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.

He just waved his hand, the blade was clear, but he directly cut off the head of the person in front of him, and with a big hand, he bound his soul.

"The madman, keep his soul!"

"Roar!"

"Shut up Snow Leopard!"

That powerful energy hit Ye Wuyou, causing him to fall down dozens of feet.

The mountain road was swept by this magical power, kicking up countless dust.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the dust, and Ding Wang noticed it instantly.

There was a hint of anger in Ding Wang's eyes at this moment. With a wave of his hand, the energy condensed into substance in front of him like a large web of silk threads, extremely sharp.

"No...save me, ah!"

A weak and heart-wrenching cry came from the sound that broke through the air, but the sound disappeared only for a moment.

"This, this is..." Ding Wang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The sound that broke through the air was the flying head and soul of the Cui Family Master.

Now that head is gone, and under the large Qi net he arranged, it has become...

Did he crush the last chance of survival for the head of the Cui family?

Ding Wang raised his head at this moment and stared at Ye Wuyou.

The latter, standing on the steps now, just patted his sleeves lightly and turned to leave.

Ding Wang frowned and his voice became colder.

"Your Excellency killed the head of the Cui family, do you want to just leave like this?"

Ye Wuyou paused slightly.

He didn't turn around, just turned his head slightly and glanced at Ding Wang.

Being stared at, Ding Wang felt a little nervous for some reason.

In response to him, besides an indifferent look, there was also a cold word.

"If you want to stop me, you don't need so much nonsense."

As he spoke, Ye Wuyou smiled, pointed the blade of the knife in his hand at the steps in front of him, and slightly curved the corner of his mouth.

"Just come directly."

Ding Wang frowned, why is this person so arrogant.

But he was just silent and had no words.

The head of the Cui family is dead. This is a matter of the Cui family.

It seems that I can let nature take its own course.

But, after all, this is in front of Baiyun Temple, in front of me...

By the way, who is the other party?

He killed someone in front of him, but he didn't even know his name. It would be too ugly to mention it afterward.

Thinking of this, Ding Wang patted the snow leopard with his palm and wiped the sweat from his palm with his hair.

He then stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes slightly lowered and he spoke calmly.

The tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care.

"In that case, may I ask your surname? After all, everything must be explained."

"I'm your father."

Ding Wang took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice again.

"Your Excellency, you don't even dare to leave your name? With such ability, you don't dare to take responsibility?"

These words made Ye Wuyou, who was walking, pause slightly, seemed to think for a moment, and chuckled a few times.

The words came quickly.

"I am your father, Ye Wuyou."

Ding Wang's eyes suddenly focused.

Destiny is like a thread.

At this moment, this thickest thread will be in his own hands.