My practice narration is weird

After a fierce battle, Ye Wuyou sat on the bedside, next to the corpse of the snake demon.

The method of collecting qi is not difficult. In the sky prison, the demonic qi of different evil spirits was placed in the bell for positioning.

Ye Wuyou temporarily learned it through the "Wu Xiang Xin Jing".

[Extremely boring, in your eyes, only the soul is the most delicious, the female furnace cauldron Yin Yuan is okay, as for the lowly things such as blood and demonic power, how can they be worthy of staining your body! ]

[Lowly demon race, ugly snake people, stinking demonic power, you move this thing away and never look at it again]

[I don’t know why, but you still collect those demonic powers and try to put them into your body. No, this won’t work. Those things are too dirty]

[Demonic power, demonic power is coming in... Quick, quick, take it out, ah ah ah ah, goo, you feel that your body is not clean, so you just end it yourself and start all over again]

I really beg you, stop barking!

Ye Wuyou finally knew why he had a high resistance to the spiritual erosion type of magical power.

This thing is calling in your head every day, and you will also have resistance after a long time!

The second-level snake demon's demon power is not abundant, but compared to Bai Lu's breath, it is much more.

For safety reasons, Ye Wuyou did not let these breaths stay in his body, but stuffed them all into his power bank "ghost".

Ye Wuyou had some doubts before, and this doubt came from the "Wu Xiang Xin Jing".

It can devour the soul power of others' spirits and souls, and transform them into qi for my use.

I can devour the spirits to make up for my own qi, so why can't I let myself devour the demon power?

Isn't it right now! I still have to discover it myself!

Such important news, why don't you say it, narrator! Is it your fault!

The narrator didn't say anything, perhaps because his body was not clean and he fainted.

Demonic aura, fox hair, his right eye.

Ye Wuyou understood it superficially.

Fox hair is a medium.

Demonic aura is a stimulus.

The right eye is a terminal to a certain extent, and it is connected to them.

The three merged into one, and Ye Wuyou suppressed his right eye that was beating wildly.

A bang sounded in his mind, and then he saw the picture again.

The dim palace, the locked seven-tailed demon fox, and the strange wooden box inside.

Ye Wuyou swallowed his saliva. Of course, he didn't even have a body now.

The only thing in this palace was his right eye.

His right eye was a relic of the nine-tailed demon fox, and it was also a strange thing.

It was this subtle connection that allowed him to see this picture, and nothing else would work.

Ye Wuyou felt very strange. He had no body, but he could move.

He controlled his sight and moved towards the wooden box.

Getting closer little by little.

Well, this time the strangeness in the wooden box didn't seem to have discovered him.

But Ye Wuyou's sight moved, uncontrollably.

The right eye has its own ideas.

It didn't know whether it was not interested in the wooden box or what.

So its eyes turned to the seven-tailed demon fox.

Ye Wuyou felt that he was standing in front of the seven-tailed demon fox.

Only when he got close did he realize how huge the demon fox was. At this moment, the demon fox seemed to be revealed in its true form.

If a human stood next to the demon fox, it would be as small as a child and a towering tree.

The miserable demon fox seemed to have noticed something at this moment. It opened its eyes with difficulty and looked around, but found nothing.

The demon fox's eyes showed confusion and doubt. For some reason, it felt as if its ancestors were looking at it.

The next second, Ye Wuyou felt that his vision suddenly narrowed.

Then he stuck to the pupils of the demon fox.

The seven-tailed demon fox roared and struggled violently.

"Roar! Howl, howl, howl!"

Damn it!

His right eye actually wanted to occupy the body of the seven-tailed demon fox?

Wasn't he just a sight?

This is impossible. It is just a sight, and there is no body. How can it be a physical entity?

But Ye Wuyou was stunned.

He could not see his body, but he could see the surrounding scenes.

He could not tell whether it was the sight of his right eye that was looking there, or the right eye itself that was there.

No wonder the right eye was so excited at first, even bursting with tears.

But why?

The weirdness could not have such an ability to cross a distance of tens of millions!

The roar of the demon fox suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the pupils of the demon fox shrank slightly, staring at the front, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Ye Wuyou, or his right eye, also subconsciously looked back.

It saw the wooden box.

The front of the wooden box was opened at this moment, revealing something inside.

A huge stinging feeling came through the right eye in an instant. The huge information and scenes were mixed with chaos. The sight of the right eye was just looking at the weirdness, and it could not bear it.

Ye Wuyou fell unconsciously from the bed, and then covered his right eye tightly, blood oozing out from his fingers.

But he still saw the strange true appearance and learned its ability.

It was a face, which looked like a human face.

But it was not a human.

Because the face on the face kept changing crazily, and it changed countless times in an instant with just one glance.

Old people, children, women, young people, monsters, and strange faces appeared on that face.

The narrator seemed to wake up from a coma.

[Although it is the remains of the Great Dao, its method of thousands of faces is somewhat interesting to you. You will understand it after a little thought]

[The Great Dao is invisible and formless, but it is among the sentient beings of heaven and earth, that is, the form of sentient beings]

[The second level of "The Formless Heart Sutra" - the form of sentient beings... I can only sigh that my strength is low, and I am one step short]

Ye Wuyou did not pay attention to the so-called second level, but he was very concerned about the words describing the remains of the Great Dao.

Thousands of faces?

The description is very appropriate. Isn't it the thousands of faces that can make so many monsters almost perfect?

Ye Wuyou let go of his hand and revealed his right eye that was already full of bloodshot.

"Tell me why this happened, it was tens of thousands of miles away!" Ye Wuyou spoke hoarsely.

The narrator was silent for a long time, and finally spoke as if nothing had happened.

[You think about it for a while and finally remember your past memories]

[The Great Dao has no distance and exists between all things. Even if it is just the breath of waste debris now, if there is a suitable opportunity, the Great Dao can appear anywhere in the world]

Ye Wuyou didn't understand.

But he remembered what Lu Qingshan said before.

Even if the weirdness is crushed, it will not disappear, but will reappear anywhere in the world.

So the best way is to imprison it.

Ha, for my right eye, the right opportunity is to take over a body?

I used Tianyan to calculate the method to remove the illusion of the demon race.

At that time, I thought I was going to contact the weirdness in the wooden box, get enough information from it, and finally use Tianyan to calculate the method to remove the illusion.

Now it seems that I was wrong.

"The right eye is still too weak after all. It is just a weird thing. Even if it swallowed the remaining breath in the ghost painting, it cannot be compared with the real weirdness."

"The only thing that can fight against weirdness is weirdness."

Just like the mute girl broke the cycle of the footless man before, this is a collision of two weird abilities.

Ye Wuyou fell into confusion.

Is his right eye really so useless?

In the Yunwu Mountains, this thing gave me a lot of pressure, and it can even fight against my real weirdness.

As for the "ghost", it really helped me a lot, but I always felt that something was missing.

If it was the "ghost" in the cage at the beginning, when I couldn't see the other party, facing the cultivator, there were only two words.

Kill indiscriminately.

But how did they become so weak now...

When you are in doubt, you can ask Tianyan.

Tianyan started.

After a while, Ye Wuyou withdrew his hand.

A sharp flash flashed in his eyes.

I was still too simple in using weird abilities.

If you want Weiyi to show his original strength, only Weiyi himself can do it.

Domestic tigers and wild tigers are both fierce beasts, but they are also very different.

"No body, only one eyeball?"

"I'll give you a body, kick that wooden box to pieces!"

The right eyeball spun around at this moment, and then Ye Wuyou grabbed it out.

The dark blue ghost hand took the eyeball, and regardless of the crazy trembling of the eyeball, put it on the faceless face.

Ye Wuyou turned around, staring at the scene quietly with his left eye.

For some reason, his "ghost" is more and more like himself except for the lack of face.

Does it mean that the erosion is deepening?

The dark blue body, no face, only a scarlet eyeball in the eye socket.

Then, the dark blue ghost hand picked up a tuft of fox hair.

Injected a trace of demonic power.

One chapter later...