My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 146 Conversation of the Dying

Ye Wuyou followed a great eunuch in front of him and walked silently in the imperial city. At first, the surrounding scenery was a little shocking. There were dragon and phoenix patterns carved on the magnificent palace walls. The palace maids passing by bowed their heads respectfully without overstepping the mark.

Ye Wuyou felt a little nervous.

The tension did not come from the atmosphere of the imperial city, but from the old eunuch in front of him who was said to be the emperor's personal bodyguard.

He was clearly staggering as he walked, and his body still looked skinny under his wide robe, but it was this person who gave Ye Wuyou the feeling that he had just entered a realm and ran into Zhao Changhe.

The fifth realm? No, maybe the sixth realm?

[You just feel that the old thing in front of you is extraordinary, and there is a hint of hidden waste debris, but to know whether it is true or not, you still need to try it yourself. You become interested and make a dunk.]

Not so much.

"Master Ye, we are here."

Is this the place?

It is not a place where officials come to worship, but rather an exquisite little building in the garden. Standing outside the door, one can faintly hear the voices of people talking inside.

Since that day, Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu spent nearly a week of boredom. Lu Qingshan disappeared without a trace, and the trip to see the Shinto pillar that they had promised to go to was also unfinished.

No one came to look for him, and Ye Wuyou did not dare to wander around the imperial city recklessly until today.

When he pushed the door open, Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned by the scene in front of him.

It was a little surprising that everyone in the lobby was an "acquaintance" in some sense.

There weren't many people, only four.

Ye Wuyou had never seen this emperor who was said to be a fellow apprentice of Lu Qingshan, but the latter was sitting high on the main seat at this moment. The majesty in his eyes and the clothes on his body made it possible to tell his identity at a glance.

At the lower right side was Lu Qingshan, who was sitting on the couch with a calm expression. He did not say anything, but just listened quietly to what others said.

There are two more.

There were the purple-robed young man and the gray-robed old man who had met once before. The latter was smiling and talking with the Yuan Emperor. On the contrary, the purple-robed young man was leaning lazily on the side, almost falling asleep, as if he had no interest in anything.

Hmm? The eunuch who led the way with him had stood behind the emperor without him noticing.

Lu Qingshan waved to him slightly and called Ye Wuyou to sit aside.

"This is my disciple." Lu Qingshan said softly.

Several eyes suddenly turned to Ye Wuyou, looking him up and down. Ye Wuyou didn't like this feeling very much.

The gray-robed old man nodded slightly and was about to speak, but a voice came from the side faster.

"Hey, how long will it take you to die?" The young man in purple robe raised his head and asked casually.

The scene was quiet for a moment, Ye Wuyou looked at the other party calmly, there was no big fluctuation in the purple-robed young man's eyes, but he seemed to realize that the atmosphere was wrong, and added with a smile.

"Don't mind. It's just that it's rare for me to see someone like me, so I just ask out of habit."

"forget it."

After saying this, the young man in purple robe collapsed on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Wuyou frowned. This man's words were incoherent. What was he thinking?

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the gray-robed old man's eyes, and he spoke to dispel the awkward atmosphere.

As Ye Wuyou expected, the other party asked about what happened that day.

"Tell the truth." Lu Qingshan said lightly.

Ye Wuyou did not hesitate and recounted the events of that day in full, including the fact that he had a fox demon from the royal family of Qingqiu as his natal beast. He did not conceal anything in his words, but only modified the existence of Xia Anmeng.

The old man in gray robe listened silently without any anger on his face, and nodded after a moment.

The person who died was not from his sect, so he naturally didn't care.

"I already understand what Master Ye said and will bring the news back, but I don't know whether those families will accept this statement..."

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly. "It's up to them whether to accept it or not. If they don't accept it, let them come and talk to me. I'll give them an acceptable explanation."

The gray-robed old man laughed dryly, lowered his brows, and after a moment looked at Lu Qingshan who was opposite him.

"Sir Lu, I have one more thing I need to tell you." Lu Qingshan was unmoved.

"About the Lu family..." the gray-robed old man added.

Only then did Lu Qingshan look at Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou hesitated for a while, but still got up and left.

He was actually a little curious in his heart. Lu Qingshan knew a lot about him, but he knew very little about Lu Qingshan.

But just as he was leaving, the young man in purple robe who had been sleeping soundly on the table raised his head, then got up and walked out without saying anything, kicking over a few exquisite ornaments before leaving.

The old man in gray robe laughed dryly. He probably knew something about this Taoist.

His temperament changed drastically a few years ago. Later, he vaguely knew that the other party was deeply corrupted. He came all the way to Dayan just for the divine Taoism method of Tianyan.

Now that he has not realized it, his temper has become more extreme. In a sense, he is already a hopeless dying person.

There were only four people left in the field: the gray-robed old man, Lu Qingshan, Emperor Yuan, and the personal eunuch.

Lu Qingshan didn't care, but spoke softly to his junior brother.

"You should leave too."

Emperor Yuan was slightly stunned, but then the gray-robed old man looked at Emperor Yuan who was sitting on the main seat, a barely perceptible complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"This is about Dayan, maybe Your Majesty should listen to it too?"

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Ye Wuyou left the attic and glanced at the corner of his eye, only to find a maid standing in the corner with her head lowered and her expression unclear.

It seems to be the one next to the purple-robed guy...

Ye Wuyou didn't care and walked out alone.

Another person walked out from behind him. The young man in purple robe had a rare smile on his face and strode after Ye Wuyou.

"Don't go. It's rare to meet someone like you. Why don't we have a little exchange?"

"Hey, what is it that you are controlling? Tell me?"

"By the way, how long can you live?"

"I asked your master before, and he said that you haven't gone to the Shinto Pillar to learn yet. I waited for you there for a whole week and you didn't come. Do you think you can learn it?"

Ye Wuyou rubbed his brows, wondering why this person was so long-winded.

So he's here to learn Shinto as well? And he's waiting for me there?
No wonder Lu Qingshan didn’t ask me to comprehend the Shinto Pillar.

[You feel the curious gaze of the other person. He is eager to talk to you. Perhaps you can find out some information from him. It's a pity that you are dismissive of him. After all, what can a dying person say? ]

A dying person?

Ye Wuyou had some guesses in his mind.

There are remnants of the Great Dao on this guy's body, and he didn't cover it up. I can feel it.

I just don't know what his remains are like, and the narrator can't tell me that.

Has the erosion reached its limit now?
The purple-robed young man was always three feet behind Ye Wuyou, and bits of chatter kept coming from behind him.

"From your expression, do you want to know what they are talking about in there? Haha, I know everything. Those old guys, including your master, can't help but talk about some despicable things. What's the point of all the calculations?"

Ye Wuyou's footsteps suddenly paused.

The purple-robed young man was slightly startled, but then he revealed a happy smile.

"Don't look at me with such malice. Do you think your master is a good person?"

He pointed to the pavilion by the lake and chuckled.

"Come on, let's go over there and talk."

(End of this chapter)