My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 176: The mountains remain unchanged, the water flows forever, see you later

Chapter 176: The mountains remain unchanged, the water flows forever, we will meet again later... (5000 words)

Ye Wuyou, who was about to say something to Xia Anmeng, suddenly raised his head.

As if he was aware of something, his eyes looked towards the distant sky.

There's clearly nothing there.

After a while, he finally moved his feet, heading towards the imperial city, towards somewhere.

Xia Anmeng's doubtful words and questions came from behind.

"Who...are you?"

no answer.

Only the man's pace quickened.

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The black curtain that covered the sky disappeared at some point.

Revealing the quiet sky that was supposed to be there.

The sky is full of stars at night.

The moon is bright and clear.

Lu Qingshan stood outside the hall, with a small black box in his hand, which gave off a strange aura.

It was very quiet all around.

It was so quiet that it was dead silent.

He looked at the sky in a daze, and then slowly lowered his eyes.

Looked ahead.

Lu Qingshan suddenly thought of something, and a dazed look appeared in his eyes.

It turned out to be like this...

Is this what Tian Yan saw?

It was still in front of that magnificent palace, still on those broad steps.

I am standing here.

The square in front of the palace was littered with corpses, and everything was lifeless.

The man who came from Daxuan and had a graceful temperament also fell among the corpses at this moment, his face showing disbelief and fear.

Ye Wuyou didn't do all this.

But I did it myself.

pat, pat...

The sound of muddy footsteps came little by little from outside the huge square in front of the temple.

The moonlight illuminated the figure.

Covered in blood and holding a long knife, his steps were always steady and his eyes showed compassion.

At this moment, in Lu Qingshan's eyes, the man's face was blurred, as if there were two faces constantly changing.

Lu Qingshan looked stunned.

But in the end, he clearly saw the familiar face.

Ye Wuyou stood in the center of the square, stepping over the corpses one step after another, his face always calm.

All living beings have no form, what can they add to me?

At this moment, he didn't feel much about this scene.

But when he walked in front of Lu Qingshan, his footsteps finally paused.

The pair of eyes filled with compassion narrowed slightly at this moment, and his gaze passed Lu Qingshan and looked behind the other person.

There, the original black illusory figure that symbolized death was no longer there.

Just one more... rotten corpse.

And a book that emerged from the illusion.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou finally stepped onto the stairs lightly, stood beside Lu Qingshan, and looked silently at the rotten corpse.

That corpse looked familiar.

Even though it is rotten, even though it no longer fits the whole picture, even though it has been dead for a long time...

But that corpse was Lu Qingshan.

It is the younger Lu Qingshan.

His always calm eyes were now filled with waves.

The "perfect" state of mind derived from the formlessness of all living beings seems to be breaking.

After a while, Ye Wuyou looked at Lu Qingshan beside him.

His voice came with doubt.

"what is this?"

Lu Qingshan lowered his eyes slightly, but when he heard Ye Wuyou's words, he finally smiled softly.

Then, he sat down as if a little tired, and leaned against the wide steps.

"Wuyou, I told you before that there are two Shinto pillars in Dayan."

Ye Wuyou was silent.

Shinto technique - clone.

Lu Qingshan's words came again.

"This is a clone derived from Shintoism."

"Is he a clone?" Ye Wuyou said.

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"No, I am the clone."

Ye Wuyou's mood finally showed a slight change.

He turned his head and carefully scanned Lu Qingshan from head to toe.

Lu Qingshan didn't care about Ye Wuyou's gaze, but spoke in a slightly tired voice.

"Wuyou... maybe you are right."

"I once asked you if you were willing to accept another self who was exactly the same as you. He had the same memories, appearance, state of mind, everything, everything was the same as you."

"You... didn't seem able to accept it at the time."

"Now I seem to understand a little bit."

Ye Wuyou said.

"Have you always known that you are just a clone?"

"Yeah, I always knew that."

Lu Qingshan responded, then smiled softly.

"It's interesting, Wuyou. Don't you often ask me why I always read those shameful books?"

"Actually, I didn't read them originally. Or rather, my original self never read those imperial uncles. I even hated them and only read books by sages."

As Lu Qingshan spoke, his smile gradually deepened.

"But as a teacher, I think it's pretty good."

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth, but in the end no words came out.

The female general he met in Luo River told him that Lu Qingshan never read those books.

People will become...

After a moment, Ye Wuyou asked.

"Why is this happening? Your true form is strange, a remnant of the Great Dao?"

Lu Qingshan shook his head and explained in a calm tone.

"Wuyou, your master has told you before that Death has only given me seven chances. Every time I use this power, it will take away one seventh of my life."

"At that time, all seven chances were used up. That was my true body."

"But at that time, the war in Da Yan had not yet stopped..."

"My original body came up with a plan. Haha, it was really daring, but it actually worked."

"He used Shinto magic to separate me, and then before he was completely eroded, he somehow made another contract with me."

"Perhaps it's the contract, or perhaps it's my own obsession that keeps him by my side. I don't have any weirdness, but I am connected to him. The end result is that he bears all the erosion of [Death], and I... can use this power without limit."

Ye Wuyou remained silent and chuckled a few times.

"what is this?"

"Master, I don't know either." Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly. Obviously, he didn't understand the logic behind it.

This was just an attempt before he was completely eroded, but it was successful in the end.

Ye Wuyou's thoughts were revealed in his calm eyes.

Is it an obsession or a so-called contract?

Sale and purchase does not break the lease?

Ye Wuyou shook his head and looked at Lu Qingshan.

"So what's your situation now?"

Lu Qingshan turned around, glanced at "his own" corpse, and said in a calm tone.

“Perhaps I have strayed from [my] original intention.”

"What's the original intention?"

"Da Yan."

Lu Qingshan said lightly, then turned around with difficulty and looked at "his" own decayed face lying on the ground.

"My teacher once said that when I was young, I was reckless and arrogant. At that time, I was full of energy and had only one goal in mind."

"That is to build an ideal country with my own hands. Da Yan is regarded as the most precious existence by me."

"I inherited all my memories, my ideals, my goals, and I accomplished my ambitions."

“I always thought that I am who I am.”

There was a pause.

"But in the following years, these thirty years or so, I found that everything had changed."

"Perhaps the Shinto clone is indeed exactly the same as myself. I am me, and both the original body and the clone are Lu Qingshan."

"My cultivation level has always remained at the fifth level, and I have not made any progress."

"I don't dare to break through the sixth realm, because the sixth realm has the inner demon tribulation."

"Because that day, when I tried to break through for the first time, I discovered that my inner demon tribulation... was the Great Flame."

Is this the origin of that sentence?

Is Da Yan important to me?

"At that moment, I suddenly felt that I was just an empty shell that inherited memories and ideals." Lu Qingshan said slowly.

Ye Wuyou was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Lu Qingshan, you are in the sixth realm."

Lu Qingshan chuckled.

"Yes, I'm in the sixth realm, but it turns out that I made the wrong choice."

"Because of this, my obsession dissipated, the contract became useless, and [Death] left me."

At this moment, Lu Qingshan looked up at Ye Wuyou.

The dark and doubtful eyes met the eyes that showed neither sadness nor joy.

"Wuyou, tell me, are I and 'I' really the same?"

"Should I really be Lu Qingshan?"

Ye Wuyou looked at Lu Qingshan, then at the corpse on the ground.

He replied calmly.

"I only know that you are my master."

Lu Qingshan pointed at his body lying on the ground and asked.

"What about him?"

Ye Wuyou shook his head firmly, "He is not." The doubt in Lu Qingshan's eyes seemed to be slightly less.

Ye Wuyou thought about it and said softly.

"People change."

"Lu Qingshan, you are twenty years old and full of vigor and vitality. Your ideal and goal is to build your own ideal country. This is you."

"But you have already done it. Decades later, are your goals and ideals still the same as they were back then?"

The doubt in Lu Qingshan's eyes froze slightly.

After a moment, it gradually dissipated, accompanied by clear laughter.

He got it.

I am myself, I am Lu Qingshan.

People change.

The achievement of one goal will lead to the next goal and ideal.

There was nothing wrong with who I was in the past.

There is nothing wrong with who I am now.

However, the obsession from more than 30 years ago turned into this contract, turned into a powerful and strange [death], which always bound him tightly.

"Who says there's no price to pay for being weird?" Lu Qingshan chuckled.

This obsession from the past is like a shackle that prevents the future self from deviating in the slightest.

Can't make any changes.

That's the price.

Lu Qingshan leaned on the steps and Ye Wuyou stood beside him.

The evening breeze blew up, stirring up a bloody mess.

Lu Qingshan looked a little dazed and dazed.

“I still made a mistake.”

Ye Wuyou said lightly.

"They originally intended to take things from you by force, right?"

"Ah."

"What's wrong with that? Lu Qingshan, do you think you are a good person?"

Lu Qingshan frowned and snorted.

"Isn't it?"

"Really? Shouldn't you be saying now that you have killed more people than I have eaten meals?" Ye Wuyou retorted.

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then he bent down, a smile gradually forming on the corners of his mouth that he could no longer conceal.

In front of the bloody hall, two clear and hearty laughs were heard.

After a while, the laughter stopped.

Lu Qingshan looked at Ye Wuyou. At this moment, Ye Wuyou's face was very clear in his sight.

It is the original Ye Wuyou.

He spoke softly.

"Wuyou, the master is going to die."

"Ah."

Ye Wuyou knew clearly that he was affected by [Identity Replacement].

The weirdness is unsolvable.

When people in the world are faced with the situation of life and death, even the remains of the Great Dao seem to give way.

Only then can you realize this.

Then, Ye Wuyou seemed to be unwilling to give up and asked.

"You didn't suffer from any strange erosion, so why did you die?"

Lu Qingshan did not say anything, but picked up the book that had fallen to the ground from behind him.

The book is filled with many names.

This is a book that can bestow [Death].

Indiscriminate killing method regardless of any realm.

But now, with Death gone, it is just an ordinary book.

Lu Qingshan turned to the last page of the book.

His eyes were calm and gentle, and his fingertips gently brushed across the name on the page.

There are only three words on it.

Lu Qingshan.

A calm voice spoke.

"In fact, I have been dead for a long time, but I am alive through the 'self' behind me, through [death]."

"Once the seven chances are used up, [Death] will record the holder's name. This is the final price."

So, this is the origin of the original saying.

It's just a dying shell of a great way...

Ye Wuyou was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and snatched the book away.

Tear, tear...

There was always calmness in his eyes, but he tore it into pieces bit by bit with his hands.

He only had one arm left, so he grabbed it with one hand and bit it with the other.

Broken pages of books were scattered all over the sky.

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly and smiled.

"You don't have to be like this, Wuyou. You are very calm right now, which is good."

Ye Wuyou frowned, threw away the last few pages of the book, pointed at his chest with his right arm, and said lightly.

"No, I'm very sad here."

He pointed to his head again.

"I am very fortunate that I am like this now. I am sad, but not too sad."

Lu Qingshan blinked, he seemed not to understand.

He gently took out two items and handed them to Ye Wuyou.

A long, black box - the Guimen Coffin.

A human face that changes in thousands of ways - thousands of faces for thousands of people.

"Wuyou, it seems that you have a second strange thing on you... Then it is useless, but this [Strange Door Coffin] can be used once, but whether it is for you or the others, or for all of them, depends on your luck."

Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "By the way, I have used the Ban on these two weirdnesses and branded them. You should learn from them carefully."

Ye Wuyou silently collected the two strange things.

Lu Qingshan was still chattering, but his voice was getting weaker and weaker.

"Wuyou, you will go to Dayan for me later. Don't keep my body. Send me back to the Lu family and bury me with my mother."

Ye Wuyou was silent for a while.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Lu Qingshan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I am not a kind person. Some of Daxuan and his men are concerned about my death, so I sent them to experience it with their own eyes. I will go down and greet the Lu family's ancestor in a while."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a while.

"Master, I have calculated your fate several times before. Although it is very vague, your fate is extremely complicated. If I say that when I first met you, your fate was only slightly more than that of an ordinary person, but now, countless threads are intertwined together, far exceeding that of an ordinary person. This is very abnormal."

"Listen."

Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, he sat up straight and spoke in a mellow voice.

"If you encounter a life-or-death crisis that cannot be resolved, you should go to Tianlan City. I have predicted that there will be a turning point."

"If you encounter a problem that is difficult to solve, go to Tianji Tower. The owner of the tower owes me one. He knows a lot of things."

"If... there are still things that cannot be solved, go to Dao Sect. You can believe in Dao Sect, but don't believe in it completely."

Ye Wuyou looked at Lu Qingshan with something strange in his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Qingshan asked.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm, as if he was thinking of something.

"I was thinking, your original body has come up with such a method as a backup plan. You can't have not made any progress in your brain in the past few decades and have no backup plan, right?"

Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly startled, then he chuckled and shook his head.

"I don't know, maybe yes, maybe no."

Then, Lu Qingshan's eyes became stern.

"Wuyou, kill me."

Ye Wuyou frowned, but Lu Qingshan's words came again.

"Haven't you always wondered how to cultivate the Tianyan method to a higher level?"

"I, the master, have had this thought before. Do nothing but watch me kowtow to you? Oh, I can't finish this kowtow even in ten lifetimes."

"Later, I discovered that, in addition to ordinary deductions, if you can deduce the destined changes in the heavens and change them... then the improvement will be great."

"Besides that, it's inheritance. My Tian Yan was also passed down to me by my master. I killed him with my own hands."

"Kill me, and my Tianyan will be yours."

"As for the strange influence on you, your identity has been changed. This is not very difficult."

"Since you are affected by that weirdness, then the Seventh Layer of Heaven's Derivation is enough to help you deduce the location of that weirdness. Once you find it, there will be a way."

Ye Wuyou's gaze finally changed from calm to stunned. He stretched out his hand, but it just hung there.

Click, click...

He seemed to hear a sound of something breaking.

All beings below me are equal.

My mood collapsed in an instant.

The look of compassion in his eyes, without any sadness or joy, gradually disappeared.

It seemed that for the first time, Ye Wuyou did not fall into a coma, but was awake and transformed from the formless world into an ordinary person.

[Kill the master and prove the truth, today! 】

The narrator's voice just sounded.

But the next moment.

The second level of "The Heart Sutra of No Form" is that all living beings are formless.

He took the initiative to pursue again, trying to enter the formless state, but not to risk his life, but to escape.

The expression in his eyes was once again neither sad nor happy, but unusually calm.

Ye Wuyou's hand finally placed on Lu Qingshan's hair that had turned pale.

A line of clear tears flowed from his left eye, but his face was unusually calm. All living beings are but ants, and life and death are but a moment.

"Master, I will send you off." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Lu Qingshan finally smiled and closed his eyes gently.

The aura of the Sixth Realm Heavenly Power appeared for the last time, and its energy dissipated, but it climbed higher little by little, as if a person vowed to climb the highest mountain.

The clear laughter spread in all directions accompanied by the sound of the wind, the moonlight, and the smell of blood.

"It doesn't matter. The mountains remain green and the water flows forever."

"We will never meet again..."

A hint of energy suddenly appeared.

The voice stopped abruptly and the breath gradually dissipated.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his hand, looked calm, and stood outside the hall with his hands behind his back.

"In due time." He said calmly.

Today, no more
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(End of this chapter)

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