My practice narration is weird

The sky is blue, and the willow branches are green and tender.

The breeze blows, and ripples appear on the water.

The man in green clothes holds a bamboo pole and sits quietly by the stream. His eyes are calm and focused, looking at the buoy on the water.

Next to the man, a bamboo basket made of green grass lies quietly, which is the evidence of his harvest.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the breeze is gentle, and the picture is quiet and ancient.

I don’t know how long it has been.

Finally, the buoy on the water seems to tremble slightly.

The man’s eyes suddenly focus, and his eyes are deep, as if he can see the scenery under the water directly.

Someone strides in.

Step by step, falling from the air, but every step can create bursts of sonic booms.

"Big news, big news, real big news, come on, Lao Lu, help this host calculate what will happen in the future, so that I can get the first-hand information."

Along with the voice, the figure fell, stepped on the water, and the layers of excitement.

The water surface exploded, not to mention the fish, even the buoy was gone.

The middle-aged man in green clothes was silent for a while, and finally slowly raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him.

He suddenly swung the bamboo pole in his hand, "You ruined my fish."

The owner of Tianji Tower was slightly stunned, and then waved his hand.

"What's the big deal? You've been fishing for so long, is this one fish missing?"

As he said, the owner of Tianji Tower looked at the bamboo basket beside him.

There was nothing in it.

The voice stopped abruptly, but soon it sounded again, with a bit of weirdness.

"No, Lao Lu, you haven't even caught anything after fishing for so long? Then what are you fishing for? This owner thought you knew Tianyan, why don't you calculate whether you can catch fish this time before fishing, or at least calculate which fishing spot is good?"

Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment and responded lightly.

"Since you know the past, why don't you calculate in advance whether I have caught any fish?"

The owner of Tianji Tower looked embarrassed for a moment, then explained.

"This, this, this is not how I use my ability. Others who come to ask me about things have to be paid."

"Then is [Tian Yan] only used for trivial things like fishing?"

It was the turn of the owner of Tianji Tower to look embarrassed and fall silent.

Lu Qingshan shook his head, and after a long time, he asked lightly.

"What's the matter?"

The owner of Tianji Tower coughed lightly, then sat down aside, counting on his fingers, with a look of surprise and strangeness.

"You know, I can know everything in the past, well, that is, know everything that has happened."

Lu Qingshan nodded.

He knew this.

The owner of Tianji Tower knows everything, but this 'everything' includes things that have happened, that is, established facts.

"But the past has changed."

Hmm?

Lu Qingshan's eyes paused slightly, and a hint of strangeness appeared in his calm eyes.

"What do you mean?"

The owner of Tianji Tower muttered to himself, danced with his hands, and frowned.

"The past has changed. Who can I go to for justice? The past I know is fixed and unchanging, but now, it has changed a little bit at a certain level... If it's just that, it's fine, but no one knows whether this slight change will expand. If it expands, it will affect the development of all subsequent things. The past I know now may change."

For the first time, the words of the owner of Tianji Tower revealed doubts.

The past is a fact that has already been established, but it has changed now.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes and thought about it.

"Is it weird?"

Changing the past has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, but some deeper existence.

Lu Qingshan thought it was a weird power.

But the owner of Tianji Tower was stunned at first, and then shook his head.

"Strange? Are you talking about something like [retrospection]? It doesn't exist. Everything that is changed by retrospection is only changed for the person who [retrospects] himself, but it doesn't change for others. They can't perceive [retrospection]. For them, it is the real present. There is no such thing as retrospection of the past, and the past I know also includes [retrospection]."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lu Qingshan showed an interested look in his eyes.

"Then according to what you said, the past cannot be changed?"

"Of course, it has been like this for many years. The past I know has never changed, but..."

The words of the Tianji Tower Master have not been finished, but the meaning is very clear.

The past has changed now.

The Tianji Tower Master looked leisurely at this moment, and his voice was smiling.

"So, I can't figure out all this. This is the first time that something has exceeded my expectations. There is no way, I can only ask you to help me calculate and see if the changed past will affect the future?"

Lu Qingshan nodded, then stretched out his hand, but his eyes were looking at the sky.

The owner of Tianji Tower immediately understood.

"Don't worry, no one is following us. It's better to have that thing in your hands than for that woman to keep chasing me. I know this."

The voice paused slightly, and the owner of Tianji Tower smiled again.

"It's just a pity. If I give that thing to you, I will be safe, but you can only hide here. No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't see the outside world."

Lu Qingshan shook his head and said lightly.

"It doesn't matter. It's my own choice."

The palm of his hand was gently spread out, and the black little man appeared on it.

[Tian Yan]

The owner of Tianji Tower's eyes were also attracted to it in an instant.

It's true that he can know the past, but he can't peek into the future.

He could never learn the method of [Tian Yan] no matter what.

But Lu Qingshan could deduce the future.

The black man tapped his palm eight times.

A picture appeared in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

"How?"

After a long time, a response came.

"An interesting future."

...

The page was gently turned, making a slight rubbing sound.

Ye Wuyou looked at the familiar handwriting and the unfamiliar event with a focused gaze.

Although all this would be [forgotten] by himself soon, he still wanted to know the contents of this notebook before it disappeared here.

So, he saw everything he had experienced.

It was an experience that made Ye Wuyou's heart tremble even if he just looked at it.

One choice after another, eventually leading to a big mistake.

Is this [the appearance of the lifeless]?

[No self] [All beings have no appearance] at least they are still human, and [no human appearance] is just not bound by the body.

And everything shown by [the appearance of the lifeless] is not like a human at all.

Then, he saw the record about the ‘narrator’.

He paused slightly as he flipped through the pages quickly, stared, and then frowned.

“So that’s how it is…”

He finally understood why he said that the narrator was a human-like existence.

But that was in the distant future.

To the present self, the narrator was just weird.

And since it was weird, there was one thing in common.

Erosion.

[The Appearance of the Immortal] was the final erosion.

Entering the Seventh Realm and comprehending [The Appearance of the Immortal] was to enter the deepest erosion, and as the practice became higher, the erosion reached the extreme...

Even the future self, before [The Appearance of the Immortal] completely eroded himself, realized a clue like a flash of light, and then tried his best to get rid of the narrator.

That’s how the current conversation happened.

The way to get rid of the narrator was also written in detail in the notes.

But that was written by the future self.

Many of the conditions of the two are different.

Ye Wuyou stared and looked for a long time.

The old voice came from the front.

"How?"

How?

Ye Wuyou closed the book, closed his eyes and opened them again, and finally said with some amusement.

"To be honest, isn't this method a bit hasty?"

"Is it hasty?"

"The risk is too great, every step is like gambling, and even many links do not depend on me."

Ye Wuyou frowned and said, then thought about it and said again.

"I think there is still room for optimization."

But his serious voice only earned the old man's sneer.

"What are you laughing at?" He was a little puzzled.

What are you laughing at?

Ye Wuyou sighed softly at this moment, his eyes full of helplessness, and finally looked at his young self in front of him.

"I can't go any further."

"Even if you think about it for a long time, you can't think of a further plan."

Such a firm word naturally earned the other party's misunderstanding.

"Why?"

"I am you. You see this method seems shabby, but I know more than you, but I still don't know how to optimize it. Do you think you can think of it with your IQ?"

Ye Wuyou simply said it more bluntly.

"How should I put it, Ye Wuyou, you should know that your academic performance has not been ideal in the past. You can even make a mistake in 1000-7 and return it to zero. It is not easy to come up with such a decent plan. What else do you need?"

Ye Wuyou fell silent for a long time after saying this.

"Forget it..."

From now on, I will forget all this. Even if I have more concerns about this method now, I will not keep it in my memory, and I will not even realize the existence of this matter.

Facing the narrator who can know everything in Ye Wuyou's mind, the more Ye Wuyou knows, the more the narrator will know.

Therefore, he can only completely forget everything that happened today and use the power of [Forget] to completely erase this memory.

This is the fight between Ye Wuyou and the narrator.

It is the first time and it will be the last time.

Because there is no second chance.

Ye Wuyou stood up, took a deep breath,

"I'm ready."

Old Wuyou looked at him, his white eyebrows raised slightly.

"No more doubts?"

"No, no matter how much you ask, I can't remember. With my talent for cultivation, I'll just close my eyes and go to the end."

"That's right."

Ye Wuyou smiled and looked at the younger self in front of him.

Although he seemed calm at the moment, although all these heavy words made him look solemn without a smile at the moment.

But...

In Ye Wuyou's old and turbid eyes, his own clear eyes that seemed calm but deeply proud were reflected.

If you have never experienced loss, you can't empathize.

Really, high-spirited.

The old man seemed to be in some kind of contemplation at the moment.

And the voice came, pulling his thoughts back.

"Ye Wuyou."

"Hmm?"

"I will create a new future."

Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned, and then laughed dumbly.

But the smile stopped, and the cloudy eyes became cold, as if they could see through everything, staring at their former self.

He raised his hand slightly, but picked up the broken bloody knife.

Ye Wuyou spoke lightly.

"Ye Wuyou."

"If the future is yours, then prove it to me."

...

The distant sky seemed no longer so dark.

But the night finally welcomed the morning sun.

Wenqu's figure still stood high in the sky, and thirteen figures stopped in the fierce wind.

The sky gradually brightened.

The woman's eyes were still looking at the strange domain under her feet, which was now in chaos.

But there was a bit of doubt in her eyes.

Although she couldn't see the situation inside, she could still vaguely sense the breath of the figures inside.

The Lord had told her before that he had stepped into this strange domain and gave Ye Wuyou some information and told him how to get out of here.

But Ye Wuyou didn't seem to do so.

He was still in this strange domain.

Would rather die here than struggle? Is it really so stupid?

But compared to Ye Wuyou's actions, Wenqu cared more about one thing.

The Lord had told her before that he was just a remaining spiritual consciousness at the moment, and could only rely on her, unable to do anything.

But how did the Lord, a spiritual consciousness, enter this strange domain where even she had to retreat three feet to avoid the sharp edge?

Did he hide something from me?

Wen Qu was silent.

She could understand all this, but understanding was understanding, and she was still a little unhappy in her heart.

She was thinking silently, and she heard the surprised voices of the crowd.

"What is that?"

"The strange domain is fluctuating, is it going to dissipate? No, who is that?"

"He looks familiar, like the boy just now, but how did he become like this?"

The voice brought her thoughts back, and Wen Qu looked at him, but her expression was suddenly stunned.

A figure walked out of the strange domain.

That appearance... is Ye Wuyou.

It is Ye Wuyou for sure.

But why did he look so old in just one night?

Is it because of the strange domain of [Time] here?

Wen Qu didn't know what happened inside, and no one knew what happened.

She now thought that all these changes were caused by that strange Lord.

And Ye Wuyou finally stepped out of the strange domain.

Wenqu was a little surprised, but he was not surprised by Ye Wuyou's choice.

A wise move.

"You finally figured it out after becoming like this, okay, just follow me back."

Wenqu's voice was melodious and indifferent, and even Bai Yuchan, who was attached to her, laughed softly at this moment.

Bai Yuchan was very satisfied.

He was very satisfied with the choice made by Ye Wuyou.

The strong wind in the sky blew up everyone's hair and sleeves.

It also blew up Ye Wuyou's old and gray hair, and blew open the old and ragged clothes, revealing his decayed body.

Everyone's eyes suddenly condensed, but then they all trembled.

The body was decayed, and the blue-black skin almost covered Ye Wuyou's entire body, without a trace of flesh and blood.

When the wind blew, the blue-black skin fell off piece by piece and dissipated, turning into dust.

Only a skeleton and an old face remained.

This is the erosion of [Rewind].

This is the ultimate of [Rewind].

To step into the past, even if it is through the opportunity of the integration of [Rewind], [Time Zero] and [Years], Ye Wuyou will have to pay an extremely heavy price.

Because he broke the paradox.

There are two Ye Wuyou at the same time.

There is no need to change the future before he disappears. Ye Wuyou has reached the end of his life and there is not much time left.

But before that.

The old eyes gently raised, and the turbid eyes looked at the people with different faces in the sight.

Bai Yuchan's figure reappeared.

The figure stood at the front.

Everyone's eyes trembled again.

Wenqu was even more silent.

Even if Bai Yuchan was just a spiritual consciousness, the breath he exuded at the moment suppressed the thirteen ninth realms here, surpassing everyone.

But it was not at all as he said before, just a powerless spiritual consciousness.

But the appearance of Bai Yuchan at the moment still made everyone feel relieved.

With him here, there shouldn't be any problems at the moment.

Bai Yuchan calmly took a few breaths, frowned slightly, and spoke slowly.

"You... are not Ye Wuyou."

In his perception, Ye Wuyou was still in the strange domain.

So who was the person in front of him?

Ye Wuyou did not explain anything.

The arm that was only a skeleton was gently raised, holding up the bloody broken knife.

The broken blade that turned into countless fragments flew up from all directions at this moment and slowly condensed on the blade.

The voice was accompanied by a cold smile, accompanied by the howling of the whistling wind in the sky, stirring all directions, resounding in everyone's heart, full of contempt.

"Bai Yuchan, next I will kill all the ancient remnants here. If you have the ability, come and stop me."

...

After about a song.

The figure of the girl who was tightly held in his arms seemed to move slightly.

The still time seemed to start flowing again at this moment.

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and stared.

His eyes were full of reluctance and guilt.

He still had no idea how to bring Lu Caiwei back.

He couldn't think of a way, he couldn't think of any way, he had no idea, he felt like his brain was going to explode.

But he still couldn't think of it.

No one could give him a way, tell him what to do.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the stagnant vortex on the side.

Click, click...

The still time seemed to take shape in an instant, breaking apart, and everything resumed its operation.

He gently engraved two words in Lu Caiwei's palm.

"Those who are destined to be together can reverse time and return to the past."

After doing all this, Ye Wuyou put everything in order, and then pointed his fingertips at his forehead.

[Forget]

Forget everything that happened right now!

The next moment, time flowed.

The girl's figure was swallowed by the vortex in an instant and disappeared in a flash. (End of this chapter)