My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 121: The final chapter of the underground palace, infinite reversal (3400 words))

The golden chain flickered continuously, but finally broke.

The huge figure of the bluish-white demon slowly stood up from the main seat.

There was confusion, regret, remorse, and anger in his eyes.

Clearly, with a little more time, and clearly the sword would merge into his body and bring him nourishment, in a few decades or years, he would be able to completely master the "Buddha's legacy", the "rebirth of flesh and blood", and the ability to "adapt" at no cost. Who in the world could compare to him?

He really thought about saving all sentient beings in the world.

The formation with flashing Buddhist texts kept flashing behind him, but it was gradually shattered.

Several small blue-white demons gathered towards him at this moment and actually merged into his body.

His body regained its freedom, and the first thing he did was to put his hands together stiffly, as if he was bowing his head to recite scriptures.

The demon spoke, and his voice was like a loud bell, just like the shocking words before, ringing directly in everyone's hearts.

"When I was practicing in Yong'an Temple, the Buddha once said that the suffering of sentient beings is mostly due to not observing the precepts and indulging in lust."

The demon shook his head slightly and said.

"Bullshit, I would say."

The bluish-white demon's eyes swept lightly over the crowd, and that feeling that made people kneel down in worship appeared in everyone again.

"Don't kill, and hatred will never end."

"If I don't steal, what's the difference between a strong man and a weak man?"

"If you don't commit adultery, all sentient beings will be sins."

"Don't lie, dreams and illusions are empty."

"Don't be greedy for wine, for you worry about the ups and downs of life."

"Don't indulge in pleasure, youth is only fleeting."

"If you don't covet sleep, you will not be freed from suffering."

"If you don't indulge your desires, all your actions will lead to no life!"

The bluish-white demon looked intoxicated and spoke these words as if chanting a sutra, then opened his huge hands and covered the four directions.

Everyone present looked confused. This confusion was even stronger than the previous words, and it took a long time for people to wake up from these lies.

Ye Wuyou was of course not affected.

But here, there is still one person who is not affected.

So many things happened before that Ye Wuyou almost forgot about this person's existence.

A young monk stood out from the corner with trembling legs.

His expression was full of fear and his eyes were hesitant, but he still retorted loudly.

"You are wrong, you are wrong. Everything you said is a lie."

"Change the word 'not' to 'if', then it becomes the Eight Words and Eight Commandments!"

The little monk's voice rang out in the hall, and the confused people seemed to wake up and look surprised.

No, change to if.

"If you kill, hatred will never end. If you steal, no matter how strong or weak you are... If you indulge in lust, all actions will be meaningless."

A difference of one word can mean a thousand miles!

Ye Wuyou turned his head slightly and looked at himself standing beside him. The latter looked a little confused.

So he said calmly.

"See? This is the difference between what you think and what I think."

The latter woke up from his confusion and sneered, "So what? You still can't deny that your heart is thinking that way. It's just as dark and dirty. I just said it out loud."

"A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart. If you judge by heart, there is no saint. I have also thought about the debauchery and slaughter you mentioned, but whether to do it or not is my choice. This is my true heart."

The blood-red long sword was swung lightly, slashing towards the latter's head.

"If you can't kill me, I will go out with you, hehe."

The two distanced themselves.

The bluish-white demon on the main seat slowly walked down at this moment.

He didn't look at Ye Wuyou, nor did he look at the people present, but instead stared at the little monk.

The demon stretched out his hand, and the little monk's body was like a kite with a broken string. He vomited blood and staggered, and was grabbed by the demon in his hand.

The demon whispered.

"I have felt your presence. You are a new [Legacy] born from the countless relics devouring each other. It is very interesting."

"When they sealed me here, they wanted to suppress me while nurturing a new relic. And they actually did it."

"But I am very curious, what abilities do you have? You are so weak and fragile, yet your aura is the same as mine, with flesh and blood. It is really ridiculous."

The little monk was barely breathing and was held in the demon's hand, without even the strength to struggle.

The underground palace is collapsing.

A huge rock fell down, and Fang Ning seemed to wake up from her confusion and looked a little dazed. Ye Wuyou grabbed her and pulled her away.

"Ah, thank you..."

"What are you thanking me for? Give me the fox. With your ability to be killed by a rock, I really don't feel safe leaving it in your hands. It's my life!"

Grabbing the little fox and stuffing it into the "ghost", Ye Wuyou kept dodging the boulders.

The boundless darkness above the underground palace seemed to begin to churn, and the great dark sky gradually thinned out.

"Ah!!! You beast, what did you do!"

An angry roar resounded in all directions. Ye Wuyou glanced back, only to see a scene that he could not understand.

The little monk who was caught by the demon had a head that became bigger than a human being, and his pupils were no longer black and white, but had turned into a faint golden glow.

He seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.

The bluish-white demon, however, staggered back and let go of the little monk.

The next second, the blue-white demon didn't dare to linger at all and flew directly into the air. The darkness at the top could not stop its body at all and was directly broken by it.

The blue-white demon went to the outside world...

Ye Wuyou did not look at the little monk. That was a completely new kind of weirdness, a being that could devour weirdness.

They were not as powerful as the demons, so they could only wait quietly for the darkness at the top to dissipate before they could leave.

Finally, a ray of light appeared at the top of the underground palace.

The golden sunlight shines through the darkness, and countless dust fireflies dance in the warm sunlight.

The old Taoist priest of the fifth realm, who was the protector of the Tao, was about to cry at this moment and almost thought that he would never see the sun again in this life.

Several figures left one after another, following the beam of light, breaking through the darkness and leaving the underground palace.

Ye Wuyou glanced down at himself, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he ran out.

There was only one person in this place, and his expression was extremely calm.

Xia Anmeng stood in a corner of the hall, looked up quietly, and looked at the sunlight shining out from the darkness.

His expression was still aloof, but his eyes had softened a little without him even noticing.

Others can leave this place and go to the outside world, to the real world.

But she couldn't. After a while, she turned her gaze to one place, looking at Ye Wuyou, the real Ye Wuyou.

Apart from the mysterious little monk, he is the only one left here.

The two of them looked at each other quietly, and she realized that Ye Wuyou had been looking at her for a long time.

Xia Anmeng said calmly: "Why don't you leave?"

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment and said casually, "I was going to leave, but then I thought you might feel lonely being alone, so it doesn't hurt to chat with you for a few more minutes before leaving."

The woman in red had an inexplicable smile on her lips, and then asked softly.

"What will I be like in the outside world a thousand years from now?"

A thousand years later, Xia Anmeng is in the outside world...

She is long-winded, unreasonable, and nagging. She is not domineering or cute at all. She is completely different from the Xia Anmeng in front of her. It is as if a high-spirited person has experienced a beating from society and has become cautious in his words and actions.

This question is difficult to answer.

After thinking about it, Ye Wuyou spoke.

"Although she is only a remnant soul now, she is still full of vigor and vitality, and is as aloof and proud as you. It seems that she has not changed much."

Xia Anmeng nodded gently, her expression seemingly calm.

Ye Wuyou thought about it and added.

"But she accepted an apprentice. Well, the apprentice is also very powerful, much more powerful than me. After all, she has a master as powerful as you..."

A chuckle.

Under Ye Wuyou's puzzled gaze, Xia Anmeng smiled.

The woman in red was smiling like a flower at this moment. The golden sunlight slowly shone on her body, making her red dress more gorgeous and extremely beautiful.

"Don't try to deceive me."

Ye Wuyou's heart skipped a beat and he scratched his head, wondering how could this be seen?

Xia Anmeng stared at the ray of sunlight, reached out her hand to touch it, then opened her red lips and spoke softly.

"I have sworn that I will only live my life to pursue the Great Dao, so I will never accept disciples, seek a Taoist companion, make friends, or be burdened by others, unless..."

Xia Anmeng was silent for a moment, then spoke again with a lonely tone.

"Unless one day, I lose all my spirit and desire to seek the truth, and am willing to live under someone else's roof, then I will pursue other things..."

"Never mind, never thought that I would have such a day. Haha, but it's me after all."

Ye Wuyou was silent. He didn't expect Xia Anmeng to have made such a vow.

Xia Anmeng shook her head and said indifferently, "Give her a message for me. It feels really strange to give a message to yourself."

"Please speak." Ye Wuyou said with a serious look and clasped his fists.

Xia Anmeng raised her eyes slightly and looked at Ye Wuyou, as if she was thinking about something.

After a moment, she said softly.

"Just say..."

Ye Wuyou widened his eyes.

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A lot of people have gathered above Yong'an Temple outside.

Several days have passed, and the news of the changes in Dayan has spread. After all, this place is close to the capital, and the sudden sinking of dozens of miles of land means either a treasure has come to the world, or a catastrophe is about to happen.

Countless practitioners with great supernatural powers have come here.

"boom!"

A muffled sound erupted in the sky, and a figure in white turned around from the air wave and flew back on a sword, his figure floating like a sword immortal.

A blue-white demon figure stood in the air, proudly.

"The Sword Sect leader attacked with all his strength, but he was not hurt at all... This."

"What kind of monster is this? Has it surpassed the sixth realm and is in the upper third realm?"

"He shouldn't be unscathed. The Sword Sect's leader has also fought against the Seventh Realm before..."

There were discussions everywhere, but everyone's eyes were carefully glanced at one person.

The man was dressed in a blue shirt and looked dusty, as if he had come from a very far distance.

He stood at the front, his hands clasped on his chest, like a woman holding a child.

But there was clearly nothing in his hands, yet he was still holding it.

Except for an old man from Dao Sect, the other practitioners around him deliberately kept a distance from him.

The Sword Sect leader turned around and went back to the crowd, leaving behind a few words.

"I can defeat him with all my strength, but I can't kill him."

This……

The blue-white demon looked pleased, and he did not take those practitioners walking in the air seriously.

He felt the fresh air, the sunshine, the breeze...

so good.

"After I escape from my predicament, I will do one good deed every day."

"For this good deed today, I will send you to transcendence first."

The bluish-white demon laughed and stretched out his hand towards where everyone was.

Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and gently brushed across his arms.

A child with a pale body and dark pupils was awakened from his arms.

Lu Qingshan said gently.

"Tell me, is this demon real or fake?"

The child's eyes rolled around and then looked at the bluish-white monster.

【True or false judgment】

Then, a few unclear words came out of the child's mouth.

"Judged...to be...false."

The words were spoken with great difficulty, as if all his strength had been exhausted, and the child actually fell asleep in Lu Qingshan's arms.

Lu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the Dao Sect elder beside him.

"Fortunately, I am lucky, otherwise I would have to pay a price."

Lu Qingshan chuckled and didn't even look forward.

Only the old man from Dao Sect and the rest of the people here opened their eyes wide and looked at the sky ahead.

That terrifying bluish-white demon just disappeared in front of everyone's eyes...

Thanks to Feng Fu Xin Ling for being the leader, the first leader since I started writing books!!!

emm...I am the first leader, so I will add five chapters?
Starting from tomorrow, it would be better to write a little more every day and send it out all at once after a few days?

I will remember it

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