My practice narration is weird

Hiding here and there is not a way, and the mountain paths are even more difficult to walk.

So Ye Wuyou directly bought a carriage and took the official road.

He used Fang Ning's money.

The horse was also driven by Fang Ning.

Fang Ning frowned slightly, "Are you going to the capital like this? It's too much..."

"Arrogant?" Ye Wuyou replied with a smile.

"What else?" Fang Ning was puzzled.

Although taking the small road is time-consuming, it can isolate some troubles.

Those great supernatural power practitioners, although at a high level, are not omniscient and omnipotent, and do not have magical skills like Tianyan.

As long as they are not discovered, even if they take a detour for half a month, Fang Ning thinks it is worth it.

Could it be that his protection gave the other party confidence?

Ye Wuyou did not continue this topic.

"What you just said, that the fourth realm Hanyue Fairy has been looking for me?"

Fang Ning frowned, with a serious look in his eyes.

"I'm not looking for you. I heard yesterday that she has appeared in the next town."

"This means that she will catch up soon, because you are taking the official road! She will definitely not miss you."

Really?

Ye Wuyou didn't care.

If it was him two days ago, he would definitely take the mountain path honestly and hide here and there.

But now that the ghost "hide" function has been unlocked.

Ye Wuyou believes that Lu Qingshan can find him in the hidden state.

But it is impossible for others.

Ye Wuyou is absolutely sure that he can keep himself safe with the "ghost" concealment.

The function of the ghost has been developed more comprehensively by him in the past few days.

When necessary, Ye Wuyou will also take Bai Lu with him to "hide" and escape.

As for Fang Ning, this Taoist prodigy has a fifth-level protector, so Ye Wuyou doesn't need to worry about it at all.

If Bai Lu hadn't come and Fang Ning hadn't suddenly intervened, the original plan was to go to the capital safely along the official road.

Bai Lu sat quietly on one side of the carriage, a short distance away from Ye Wuyou.

She looked very calm.

Two days ago, she collapsed due to extreme emotional pressure.

But the mood after the collapse is often more determined.

For Bai Lu, the demise of Qingqiu, coupled with the life-and-death relationship with Ye Wuyou, left her with no other choice.

Although Bai Lu was a little confused as to why Ye Wuyou dared to be so fearless.

But her eyes saw the man's profile.

Because of the contract, when the two approached, they could sense each other's state of mind.

Confidence?

On Bai Lu's beautiful and charming face, the corner of her mouth gently drew a trace of inexplicable smile that came from nowhere.

Forget it, I died three times in a row. If I wanted to go crazy, I would have gone crazy a long time ago.

At worst, I'll die again.

Ye Wuyou didn't look back, but just spoke lightly.

"Don't think about it."

"You won't die this time."

The smile suddenly subsided, Bai Lu frowned, and stopped thinking.

The carriage stopped.

A sect practitioner stopped the carriage and looked into the carriage with a bad look.

"Master, can you let us check the inside of the carriage?"

Fang Ning frowned. This was a situation she had expected long ago, and she had also told Ye Wuyou about it.

But the other party insisted on not listening.

Do you want to show your identity as a Taoist sect walker?

But a Taoist sect walker pulls a carriage for others? Isn't it even more strange?

The realm of this group of people in front of me is not very deep, and I think they can't beat my group...

But do you really want to kill people?

Fang Ning's face was hesitant, but at this time, the curtain of the carriage was gently lifted, and Bai Lu appeared from it, and also revealed the scene in the carriage.

Is he crazy? Or is he going to take action?

Fang Ning glanced at it lightly, and then his eyes were stunned, but soon turned into calmness.

In the carriage, there was no one except Bai Lu.

Before Fang Ning could react, the disciples of the sect clasped their fists to her and walked away.

The carriage continued to move, and it was not until a long time that Fang Ning turned around and looked into the carriage.

"What kind of magical power is that?"

"Want to learn? But you can't learn it, and I can't teach you."

As a Taoist monk, Fang Ning's eyes condensed at this moment, and she vaguely remembered something.

That was a piece of information that only the top leaders in the Taoist sect knew. Of course, as a true disciple, she also knew more or less.

Fang Ning probed: "Is it weird?"

Ye Wuyou did not respond.

Weird things are unknown, but for practitioners with high realms, they are not secrets.

It is not surprising for a Taoist monk to know the existence of this thing.

Bai Lu was a little surprised.

"What is weird?"

[Weird? That's garbage, garbage is weird! Now this group of ignorant beings, how can the waste and the debris of the Great Dao be regarded as treasures! 】

She was also confused just now. Ye Wuyou was clearly in the carriage a second ago, but disappeared the next moment. She could not sense any energy at all.

If it weren't for the connection in her mind, and Ye Wuyou asked her to open the curtain.

She really thought she was trapped in an illusion again.

"Just go like this, it will be safe soon."

Ye Wuyou gradually restrained his breath, and the carriage continued to move.

Several people thought in their hearts that this journey might really be safe.

Until the green long sword that fell from the sky was in front of their carriage.

It broke all the thoughts in the hearts of several people.

The woman's black hair fluttered, wearing a snow-white robe, and stepped on the hilt of the sword with a graceful look.

Accompanying him, there is an old man with white eyebrows and hair, standing in the air at this moment, with a fierce aura!

Fairy Hanyue, and Taoist Baimei.

Two great supernatural powers in the four realms.

At this point, it is obviously unrealistic to say that the other party is just passing by.

The sudden change caught Fang Ning, who was driving, a little unprepared.

As a member of the Dao Sect, she also knew the art of deduction, but at the moment she couldn't figure out how the other party discovered her group.

The white-browed Taoist figure slowly fell from the air, his breath slightly restrained, but then a burst of strong death intention erupted.

Lifeless, not like a living person.

Even though his lifespan has reached its limit and there is no hope of breakthrough, he still doesn't have such strong death energy.

The old voice came, resounding in all directions, and the words were extremely smooth.

"Little girl, don't worry about it. I couldn't find that boy, so I went to Tianji Tower."

"In exchange for all my life, and as a price for being refined into a human puppet after death, I asked the landlord to help me know the location of this kid through a message."

"The weird thing in the hands of the poster is really useful, but the price is too harsh, but it doesn't matter, I can't survive."

A trace of gloom appeared on the handsome woman's face at this moment.

"What's that weird?" Ye Wuyou's voice came from inside the carriage.

This was the third person he knew to have something strange besides Lu Qingshan and himself.

The owner of Tianji Building...

Fang Ning spoke slowly, her eyes serious.

"No one knows that the Tianji Tower is spread all over the world, just like the Hehuan Sect, and Great Yan is just one of them."

"But there seems to be no news in this world that the poster doesn't know."

"But unlike derivation, the news from Tianji Tower is only what happened now and cannot determine the future..."

Ye Wuyou nodded, then looked through the car curtains at the two people outside.

Sure enough, that sentence is correct...

Only Weirdness can deal with Weirdness.

Isolating all inferences and hiding his own aura, he was figured out by another person with strange powers.

A person from the Fourth Realm still has some chance of coping.

Two.

"What should we do now?" Fang Ning's tone was solemn, but she was not panicked.

It wasn't her who was being killed, so of course she didn't panic.

Seeing this, Ye Wuyou turned around decisively, picked up the fox, and responded with a brief word.

"run!"

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Beijing.

A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes quietly crossed his legs beside the towering city wall.

Day after day, it seems that I am waiting for something.

All around him were broken weapons.

Logically speaking, this is not a place for meditation. It is bustling with people coming and going.

But after a week, there was an endless stream of people coming here to look for this young man, and they were all practitioners.

Challenge, then lose, leave the weapon behind and walk away.

There is no other reason, just because of this person's identity.

The current genius of the Sword Sect is Zhou Xuanyuan.

A Fujian Ranger was standing in the crowd. He hesitated for a while and finally stepped forward and came to the other party.

He plucked up the courage and spoke.

"I'm in Jingzhou Chen..."

The man cross-legged on the ground opened his eyes slightly, and the broken blades on the ground around him trembled slightly.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword's edge and he cast his gaze at the ranger, scanning the sword wrapped in cloth behind him. Finally, he shook his head slightly and warned softly.

"It is not easy to forge a sword, and there is a long way to go. When your sword sharpens further, I will fight you again."

The Sword-bearing Ranger took a deep breath, his eyes showing surprise, as if he was greatly inspired.

He finally spoke seriously.

"Okay, thanks for the advice, senior brother. The days are long and I will definitely fight with you!"

Zhou Xuanyuan's eyes were smiling, he nodded slightly, then closed his eyes again, his expression instantly calm.

High emotional intelligence: It is not easy to forge a sword...

Low EQ: You are too weak to take action.

Zhou Xuanyuan sighed softly. It was said that there were many talented practitioners in the capital, but for several days in a row, no one could persist in three moves under him.

Although he has never taken action in the middle three realms, he is only at the peak of the three realms...

Among the people lining up to enter the city, there was a girl with a cold face.

Her eyes were calm and she didn't look away.

Everyone was looking at the sword sect man, but she turned a blind eye.

Xia Anmeng's words sounded in the girl's mind, with a smile.

"Disciple, this kid looks very powerful. Do you want to try with him?"

Lu Caiwei glanced briefly, then withdrew her gaze without saying a word.

Xia Anmeng's words sounded again.

"What do you mean, disciple, look at that person

Can I take your... second sword? "