My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 132: Come Down to Die
The capital is peaceful.

Above the clear sky, a cloud boat appeared at some point, floating outside the imperial city.

At first, people just thought it was the same cloud boat as a few days ago.

Although the cloud boat disappeared a long time ago, only a few decades ago, there are still people who know about the past and tell ordinary people about the past of the cloud boat.

He is the legendary figure of our Great Yan, the National Master.

Some brave ones even bowed respectfully to Yun Zhou and said, "Greetings to the Imperial Master."

The purple Taoist robe was blown by the wind. The young man leaned lazily on the railing, gently biting the spiritual fruit peeled by the maid beside him, and glanced at the old man behind him.

"The people of Dayan are really interesting. They can't even tell whose cloud boat it is. So, who are they calling for?"

The old man's eyes showed reminiscence, then he thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"I haven't been to Dayan for more than 40 years. This place has changed a lot, but there is only one national master they are talking about, named Lu Qingshan."

The next moment, joking words were heard in front of him.

"Oh, I remember that. Is it the posthumous child that the Lu family didn't want many years ago?"

The old man was speechless. As a protector, he could not criticize the noble man in front of him or the Lu family.

Instead, the beautiful young maid beside him lowered her head slightly.

"Elder Song, which one is better, the Luo River of Da Yan or the Dao Stone of Da Xuan?"

The old man gently took over the conversation, "In terms of the condensation and comprehension of the Dharma, the Luo River that Da Yan visits once every ten years is more beneficial. However, the Dao Stone is derived from some of the Twelve Divine Pillars and is effective for the middle three realms and even the upper three realms. Naturally, our Dao Stone is better."

Before he finished, the old man asked again: "Daozi, is it inappropriate to let the other members of the upper sect stay in the capital of Dayan?"

"Not right? Why is it wrong? They are a bunch of rubbish. They are just borrowing a path to look for this Luo River opportunity."

"I feel bad for being on the same boat with them. Now that we're there, why don't I send them off?"

The purple-robed young man paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and chuckled.

"The capital city you just mentioned? Haha, that's really strange. In our Great Xuan, there are only various holy places. Where does the capital city of the dynasty come from?"

At the end, the purple-robed young man looked somewhere and suddenly said something.

"Mr. Song, do you think these twelve divine pillars can really solve the problem I have?"

The old man could only remain silent.

A light breeze blew by, and beneath the fluttering sleeves of the purple-robed young man was an arm that was as dry as a dead person's.

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"She is indeed a demon fox, and she is from the royal family of Qingqiu."

"Brother Li, you have sharp eyes and can see it at a glance."

"No, this is all thanks to Brother Tao. If it weren't for Brother Tao taking us to the brothel right after getting off the flying boat, I would never have discovered it."

Three well-dressed young men were standing in the ruined building, laughing.

One of the men had a smug look on his face. He had come here with his good friend after getting off the flying boat. He originally wanted to have some fun, but he accidentally sensed a fluctuation of energy that could lead to a breakthrough in a certain attic.

The person living in that attic is certainly not a man.

As for the Hehuan Sect, they are not uncommon.

The original intention was to get to know the other party and to force his way onto the attic, but he did not expect it to turn into a fight, and then to the unexpected surprise of today.

This is a fox demon from the royal family of Qingqiu, who possesses the magical power to save other people’s lives!
The fourth-level elder of the Hehuan Sect was standing silently by the side at this moment, his breath was weak, and it was obvious that he was injured.

Those three young men were only at the third realm, but the fatal thing was that each of them had a protector behind them.

Which sect in Dayan is this disciple from?
The elder of the Hehuan Sect wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave a cold admonition.

"Your Excellency's actions have already offended our Hehuan Sect. You really..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Hehuan Sect? We are in Daxuan, and we are the honored guests of the Hehuan Sect's Red Tower. You, the elder, should have greeted us in person, but now you are questioning us?"

Daxuan? Red Mansion?
The female elder's pupils suddenly shrank, and after thinking for a moment, she came to a conclusion.

Fuck you, if you make a mistake within the sect you’ll be punished at most.

If anything goes wrong with the person Lord Lu assigns to me, I will have to work like a slave for Lord Lu for the rest of my life!
So she spoke again in a cold voice.

"You should leave, sir. She is a disciple of the Imperial Master, Master Lu."

No matter what, just say whatever you want based on your status!
The scene was quiet for a moment.

"National Division?"

"I remember now that Da Yan seems to still have an emperor."

"Master Lu, who is that?"

It doesn’t matter. One of them waved his hand lightly, and the protector behind him disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the elder.

"Practicing is not easy, don't ask for trouble."

He easily subdued Elder Hehuan, and there was no more obstacle in front of him.

Only the mad fox was left.

The true form of the fox demon revealed by Bai Lu was no longer as petite as before, but now it was several meters in size.

However, there was no trace of the clarity of the past in his eyes, instead they were as ferocious as a wild beast.

She bit and thrashed around randomly, but there was nothing in front of her, as if she was trapped in an illusion.

Someone looked at him and let out a light exclamation.

"This demon fox seems to have been contracted by someone. Is there any use in keeping it?"

"Of course it is useful. The inheritance of the Great Yan Beast Taming Sect originally came from us. I will definitely find a way to crack it when I return."

"What about the original owner of this demon fox? To have this demon fox as his natal spirit beast, I think his status must be quite good."

"Kill if you can, retreat if you can't. We have three fifth realm masters beside us, who can touch us?"

The man laughed.

Amid the laughter, no one noticed that there was one more person here.

Ye Wuyou just walked in from the door, with calm steps, until he reached his side.

He first glanced at the crazy white fox in front of him, then raised the bloody long sword in his hand.

The long sword was raised high and hung over the man's head.

He paused for a moment, then tilted his sword again to make sure he could kill all three with one blow.

The three of them turned a blind eye and continued to discuss with laughter.

No one can detect him when he is [hidden].

The laughter and joy came to an abrupt end, and an extremely fierce aura erupted. A bright sword light appeared in the big red pavilion that was in a mess.

The two bodies suddenly turned into four, but they separated diagonally from top to bottom and broke in half.

The two of them still had a smile on their faces, and the bright red carpet was extremely bright at the moment. Only one person had a dull look on his face, and a jade pendant around his neck suddenly broke.

"what."

Ye Wuyou was a little surprised.

The three fifth-level protectors showed disbelief in their eyes, and then two of them were ready to take action with their eyes wide open.

But Ye Wuyou is faster.

The aura flowed, and the figure suddenly disappeared on the spot. At this moment, only a clear and whistling blade light could be seen inside the building.

The blue dragon emerges from the water.

The sword rises with wind and thunder.

The energy suddenly exploded behind one of the fifth realm masters, smashing half of his body into pieces.

Ye Wuyou sighed inwardly. With his current strength, it would be too difficult to kill a fifth-level cultivator directly without using any weirdness.

The protector, with only the lower half of his face left, turned around abruptly and spoke with a sinister look in his one eye.

"It turns out it's only the third realm. I got you!"

At the same time, the other two fifth realm masters also took action.

All of a sudden, the whole building was filled with magical light.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and a light from the ring lit up.

Xia Anmeng's slightly arrogant words came into my mind.

"Relax your mind, I am coming in."

Rumble!
This century-old brothel located in the capital of Dayan collapsed at this moment.

Amid the dilapidated ruins and the smoke and dust, a soft laugh was heard.

"Who said I'm only at the third level?"

The young man was now standing with one foot on a corpse and holding a knife in one hand.

On the bloody long sword, there was a fifth-level head with an expression of disbelief.

In his other hand, he held a weak soul that was almost solid. Under the horrified gazes of the remaining two people, the soul dissipated bit by bit in his hand.

The three-tailed white fox with a ferocious look was standing behind Ye Wuyou, opening its mouth wide and wanting to bite, but it stopped in mid-air.

But there seemed to be some force in her heart preventing her from doing so.

"Illusion? Or poisoned?"

Ye Wuyou thought so, but now he had no time to look after Bai Lu.

He glanced back and decisively punched Bai Lu. The fox demon let out a whimper and immediately became much more obedient.

Xia Anmeng's voice came from afar.

"You are consuming a lot of energy by doing this. After this, I... want a lotus seed. Forget it, just do me a favor."

The cost of instantly killing a fifth-level cultivator must be huge, not to mention there are two of them. It is understandable that Xia Anmeng is thinking about her purple-gold lotus seed.

But Lu Caiwei, does she need my help?

"Okay, but not before that."

"Xia Anmeng, let me know your limits."

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"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Tao Aman fled quickly on the streets of this strange city.

When two of his companions who were chatting and laughing died in front of him in an instant, and when he saw with his own eyes the young swordsman beheading a fifth-level guardian, he knew that bad things were going to happen.

If it weren't for his life-protecting jade pendant that blocked the knife, he would have died along with his companions.

He now has only one goal.

Return to the cloud boat.

As long as that adult is here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

Soon, he arrived under the cloud boat.

But he was only at the third realm and could not fly in the air.

So, he could only shout upwards.

The purple-robed young man looked at him.

"Da da da……"

Tao Aman was startled when he heard footsteps behind him, but he did not see any movement from the figure on the cloud boat.

At that moment, he suddenly turned around with a burst of energy.

Just then I saw the blade light coming down from above.

"My Lord, save me!" he shouted almost in despair.

The knife light stopped in front of him.

The murderous aura from the blood-red sword washed over his mind, but he knew that he was saved.

"I am a disciple of the Daxuan Chunqiu Palace. You can't kill me. You can't kill me." He murmured.

Ye Wuyou didn't even look at the person in front of him. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at an old man with a calm expression on the cloud boat.

The old man raised his finger slightly, and the blood-red sword in his hand began to tremble and slowly rose upwards.

Even though Xia Anmeng's soul power is almost enough to rival the fifth realm at this moment, he cannot stop this huge upward force.

But then the old man put down his finger.

Because that person is dead.

There is no need to save them if they are dead.

At this moment, a huge hole suddenly appeared on Tao Aman's chest, piercing his heart and spurting out blood.

The dark blue ghost hand that was invisible to ordinary people slowly pulled out.

The purple-robed young man's eyes, which had always been lazy, now showed joy and surprise for the first time.

After thinking for a while, a smile appeared on his face. He looked at Ye Wuyou below and was about to speak.

But then I heard a voice coming, and the sound was like thunder.

"Where do you think your mother is?"

Ye Wuyou waved his hand, gently pointed the blood-red sword in his hand at the ground, and then spoke to the young man in purple robe.

"Come down and die."

(End of this chapter)