My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 274 Taboo, words come true, what about them?
Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and Nanning Mountain seemed dim in the night. At the foot of the mountain, lights were lit.

The old man looked relaxed as he sat quietly in a tavern set up nearby, looking at the dancing bonfire flames and listening to the crackling sounds of dry branches being burned by the flames.

The old man was staring in a trance, with a faint aura of death lingering around him.

A disciple dressed in black and white brought a pot of warm wine. The old man took a sip and then let out a long sigh of relief.

If you look from the sky, you can see that starting from this tavern, there are many disciples serving in the same way.

Lingxue Pavilion.

A little distance ahead of him, there was a sound of arguing.

They were a few young men. Their clothes were tattered, not luxurious at all. They were covered in dust and had slight injuries. It was obvious that they had experienced something in the mountains.

At this moment, they were looking angry at the group of people who stopped them in front of them.

"Ridiculous! We have worked hard for ten days in the mountains to find this precious herb. Why should we give it to you, Lingxue Pavilion?"

"The treasures of heaven and earth depend on each person's chance. You have people looking for medicine in the mountains, so you should know how difficult it is..."

“Why do we have to block the road?”

A voice responded faintly.

"It's not about giving it to us, but about us buying the medicine from you."

purchase?
The young man was full of ambition and had spent so much energy and cost to obtain a thousand-year-old precious medicine. How could he bear this now?

"If you really want to buy it, we won't argue with you. Even if we lose a little, we lose a little. But your price is too high."

"A thousand-year-old precious medicine is priceless. Not to mention whether it is precious or not, the silver note you gave is not even one tenth of it!"

"Is a precious herb not even worth the Luo family's flying boat?"

The dispute is still going on, but in the long run, there is no doubt that they can't leave here.

The formation inside Nanning Mountain has been cracked. It is a place where no one has set foot for thousands of years. In addition to natural treasures, there are also many powerful monsters.

There are still some restrictions left, including in other parts of the mountain range.

This is the only relatively safe road left, and it is hard to say that it was not left there intentionally by Lingxue Pavilion.

The old man who was drinking quietly sighed softly at this moment, glanced at the mountain path out of the corner of his eye, and said something to himself.

"It was a bit noisy."

The young man in the lead was named Song Ping. He was still angry at this moment. He rolled up his sleeves and angrily argued with Ling Xuege.

But the expressions of his companions behind him were already extremely ugly.

Song Yun, the only woman among them, looked at her brother, then looked at the dim mountain path, and finally tugged at her brother's sleeve.

"Stop talking, brother...give it to them."

Finally, Song Yun added in a low voice.

"Anyway, this precious medicine... was obtained for us by the Sword Fairy Sister. We can't take it away with our strength. Let's just pretend that nothing happened."

Thousand-year-old precious medicines all grow in dangerous places. Occasionally, there are a few that are easy to pick, but they have long been taken away. The rest are either guarded by ferocious beasts or no one dares to touch them at all.

None of them had great magical powers, and they discovered a treasure trove containing four or five thousand-year-old precious medicines. They could only look at them but had no ability to pick them.

Until a sword-wielding girl passed by...

Song Ping was stunned at first, but then the anger in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

"You're right. If it was that person who asked me for the precious medicine, I would willingly hand it over with both hands and pretend that nothing happened."

"But why should they?"

"You have to know that my father's life span has been cut off and he is still on his deathbed. If we can get it back, he can live!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

A chain had been wrapped around his waist, and then with a sudden pull, the burly Song Yun flew up.

It flew high in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

With another wave of his hand, the chain wrapped around the person's waist instantly retracted into Ling Xue's hand.

"elder brother!"

The woman looked sad and angry, and was about to step forward, but then a chain gently wrapped around the other person's ankle.

boom.

His body tilted and he fell straight to the ground, his head hitting the protruding rocks with a dull sound.

The woman was lying on the ground. When she looked up again, her eyelids were blurred by blood. In the dark night, everything in her vision was red.

"Here are the things for you. Here are the things for you. Let us go..."

The remaining companions handed over the precious medicine with trembling hands.

Someone took it gently, put it into a jade box for safekeeping, and responded.

"I told you, we're not giving it to you, we're buying it from you. It's written in black and white. Come over and sign it."

After saying that, the man sneered, pointed at the dark mountain road, then pointed at the distant Nanning city, and added.

"In fact, it's not such a bad thing for you to sell it to us. At least you can get some money. But with your mediocre skills, do you really think you can go back alive with the precious medicine?"

The words were harsh, but no one dared to refute them.

A precious medicine, provided to a disciple with a little talent, is almost equivalent to a future great master.

A dozen precious medicines can be said to provide a force with ten great magical powers in the next ten years. This alone is even more powerful than the blessings of the sacred tree.

After all, there is no shortage of talent in the world, only resources.

Just as they were about to sign, a disciple of Ling Xue came over and said something to the drinking old man with a strange look on his face.

"Someone is sealing the mountain? They are coming with a strong force, 20 to 30 people, and they have great magical powers?"

The old man looked even more strange, and it was obvious that he didn't understand what was going on for a moment.

Is someone looking for trouble?
Try it first.

"Okay, if they close the mountain road, then we will close the mountain road too!" the old man ordered.
The disciples of Lingxue Pavilion looked strange, but still did as they were told.

Soon, clear voices were heard on the dark mountain road.

"Start closing the mountain road. Start closing the mountain road."

"and many more……"

"Someone's coming up the mountain."

The old man who was warming the wine narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mountain road below. Soon, he saw a group of people.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a silent face, and the aura around him was indeed that of a person in the middle third realm, um, the fourth realm of Kaiyang Great Divine Power.

The rest of the people, haha, are just a few big and small cats.

"As I recall, you are the steward of the Luo family, Zhou Wenxian, right? What's the matter? You came up the mountain in the middle of the night. Do you want to have a drink with me?"

The old man spoke calmly, but he didn't look at the other person, he just talked to himself.

Practitioners with great supernatural powers can be more or less respected by the old man, but they are only qualified to speak a few words.

If you really dare to sit down and drink with him, it means you have no idea what you are doing.

A few days ago, when the Luo family was looking for a precious medicine, it was this person who came to talk to him, but to what use was it in the end.

But he still sent me back in disgrace.

Zhou Wenxian's expression remained silent. He was a silent person by nature, and he didn't know how to respond to the old man's words.

I simply didn't answer, but just kept talking to myself.

"I'm here to pick someone up. I hope you won't stop me."

Pick someone up?

At the other end of the mountain road, a man dressed in Luo family clothes walked out from behind a tree, looking a little flustered.

He has precious medicine on him.

Previously, the Luo family found two thousand-year-old precious medicines, and one of them was forcibly bought by Lingxue Pavilion halfway. He was smart and saw that the situation was not good.

He turned around and walked into the mountains.

The old man glanced at him, his expression unchanged, and spoke lightly.

"Since it's the Luo family, then this matter is easy to talk about."

Song Ping, who was already covered in injuries and was being supported by others, looked at the scene in the field and listened to the conversations of both sides. His eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he looked lonely.

By the way, the Luo family is also one of the top forces in Daxuan.

They are all powerful forces... I don't think they will stop us.

"After all, it's the Luo family. Manager Zhou went up the mountain at night, so you should pay more."

"One tenth is a little too little. Give me half."

The old man raised the wine glass and shook it towards Zhou Wenxian, then took a sip, raised the glass high towards the Luo family, and then turned it over.

Zhou Wenxian remained silent. He just looked up and looked into the other person's eyes and said something.

"Senior, do you really want to bully our Luo family like this?"

Luo family?

The old man laughed heartily, and his voice echoed through the mountains and forests along with his laughter.

"The Luo family is now nothing more than a castle in the air. They can even send an outsider like you to manage things. I am willing to pay you half, which is already for the Luo family's sake."

"The rest of us can't even get half of it."

The voice came with a strange smile.

"So I should thank you?"

The old man looked at Zhou Wenxian with a frown, wondering when the other party dared to speak to him like this.

Zhou Wenxian stood straight in front with a silent expression, and it seemed that he didn't say anything at all.

A hand gently rested on Zhou Wenxian's shoulder.

The mountain breeze blew, and the trees swayed like shadows. In the sky, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight gradually appeared.

There was a chill in the breeze.

The young man, wearing a robe as black as the night, walked out from behind Zhou Wenxian with a smile on his face. He looked calm and unhurried.

"Five Realms Jade Balance..."

The old man was silent for a moment, then asked the people on both sides to disperse and raised his glass to invite them.

"In that case, I won't say much. Zhou Wenxian, take your people and leave."

The Luo family member holding the precious medicine walked over silently from the crowd with a nervous mood.

He walked past Song Ping and his companions, who all had complicated expressions on their faces, and passed through the disciples of Lingxue Pavilion.

Finally, he returned to Zhou Wenxian, his expression showing unconcealable excitement and excitement.

A thousand-year-old medicinal herb... Even a thousand-year-old radish would be worth some money, let alone this thousand-year-old precious medicine.

It's so hard.

But Zhou Wenxian did not leave.

Because Ye Wuyou wouldn't let him go.

"I remember there was a precious medicine a few days ago?"

The old man in the fifth realm narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Wuyou again and again.

He is indeed a very young fifth realm...

"Are you a member of the Luo family?" he asked tentatively.

"At least he is not a disciple of Lingxue Pavilion." Ye Wuyou said with a smile.

Didn't deny it, he looked unfamiliar, he wasn't a genius from other forces, he was related to the Luo family, young and in the fifth realm...

Tianji Building [Romance] Section - I heard that the patriarch of the Luo family recently kept a good-looking young man who can stay at home for half a month.

So this person in front of me...

I have figured it out.

The old man seemed to think for a moment, and finally nodded and spoke.

"Give him one."

Another precious medicine was collected.

Looking at this scene, Song Ping's heart became more and more complicated.

Several young people looked at Ye Wuyou who was standing in front of them. In their eyes filled with complex emotions, there was also a hint of... a faint expectation.

In fact, in this world where spiritual practice determines everything, they should not have such expectations.

But the sword-wielding girl they met unexpectedly the day before gave them this hope.

They had never imagined that after just pointing them in the direction and doing nothing else, the other party would kill the monster that they were no match for and give each of them a thousand-year-old precious medicine as a reward for their guidance.

After listening to Song Ping's story about his family's difficulties, he even specially selected a valuable medicinal herb for them.

And now...

Maybe. Maybe.

Perhaps the young man in front of me is also such a person?
But more than anything else, he was sighing secretly, realizing that there was no hope at all.

And the other side.

Zhou Wenxian's face was calm and composed, but he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Two thousand-year-old precious medicines are equivalent to two great supernatural powers that can be cultivated in the future.

It can be regarded as completing the Luo family's mission this time, and the merits gained afterwards are enough to exchange for a share of his wife's cultivation to achieve a breakthrough.

He just raised his foot and turned to leave.

But then his figure stopped.

Because Ye Wuyou hasn't left yet.

Zhou Wenxian looked a little puzzled, and finally looked at the young man beside him in silence.

This young man, who was like a demon and could devour people's souls the first time they met, was now stroking his chin and looking towards the crowd opposite him, looking thoughtful.

What is he looking at?
Hmm? Those young men with injuries all over their bodies?

The Song siblings looked at him with some complexity and expectation.

Zhou Wenxian looked at him with some confusion.

Ling Xuege's gaze was also focused on Ye Wuyou, and the old man's eyes showed hostility and confusion.

Why isn't he leaving?

Afterwards, under the gaze of everyone here, Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand, with a smile on his face, met the old man's gaze, and pointed at Song Yun and Song Ping who were covered in injuries.

"What about them?"

----

The girl in white was flying gracefully among the woods.

For some reason, fog rose between the mountains at night.

Lu Caiwei looked up at the sky obscured by fog, wanting to take off into the air, but every time she jumped up, her energy would condense and she would fall down.

Xia Anmeng's voice rang out.

"It's really strange that this place is under a no-fly zone. It's obviously not like this before."

There was confusion in Lu Caiwei's eyes. She looked at the foggy environment around her and said in her heart.

"Master...did we take the wrong road?"

"..."

"Master, please speak."

"Perhaps, maybe, probably, maybe we are going the wrong way? Are we out of Nanning Mountain and deep in the mountains now?"

"Hey, hey, what should I do?"

"Well, this master came here a thousand years ago. I remember walking this way, but there was no restriction at that time."

Xia Anmeng was a little confused.

She had been here once a thousand years ago.

At that time, there were no restrictions outside the Nanning Mountains, including this mountain range.

This place is a place rich in natural treasures, and there are even sects that specialize in cultivating medicinal gardens and growing medicinal herbs here.

But there has never been a thousand-year-old precious medicine produced.

What happened later? This place was sealed off and isolated for nearly a thousand years.

Lu Caiwei looked at the gloomy foggy sky and said after a moment of hesitation.

"Do you want to use that sword?"

"No, don't abuse it without understanding the situation here." Xia Anmeng stopped him.

Ahead of the fog, there was a faint light.

It was a white and hazy illusory light and shadow. Even the gray fog could not block the penetration of that light.

"Hey, Soul-Separation Flower?"

Xia Anmeng was surprised.

"What is that?" Lu Caiwei asked puzzledly.

"A precious medicine that is irreplaceable, but its effect is normally useless..."

"My master is but a remnant soul. The reason I am still alive today is that I took the Soul-Separation Flower when I was alive. Otherwise, even if I were in the Soul-Nourishing Ring, I would be worn out by the passage of time and eventually become unconscious."

"Although the great supernatural power says that the soul is immortal, it has its limits. How can one live for hundreds of years relying solely on the soul?"

"This precious medicine can allow a person's soul to leave the body. Even if it is just a remnant of the soul, it can ensure that the person can survive soberly for a long time. In a sense, it is equivalent to a second life."

It's really useless, but it's useful when you need it...

Lu Caiwei nodded, said "oh", and then said silently.

"Come on, come on, come on, since you're here to cause trouble, just pick it."

It didn't take much effort to remove the Soul-Separation Flower, and surprisingly, there were no monsters guarding it.

Holding the precious medicine in her hand, Lu Caiwei was about to put it away.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, piercing through the fog.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the huge aura swept everything with fierceness. The fog rolled back, and the trees danced, like a hurricane passing by.

Lu Caiwei still put away the precious medicine slowly, and then looked forward with some confusion.

Three old men in black robes appeared from the chaotic mist, and behind them was a pale young woman with a charming smile.

"Great, great. Let's stop fighting. What you just put away was the Soul-Separation Flower, right? Give us the precious medicine and leave."

"Why, you don't agree? How about I exchange it with you for another precious medicine? I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"Lady, can you please give me some face? My brother is the Young Master, Ling Xue's Young Master, and he insisted on finding this Soul-Separation Flower."

The pale young man smiled and put something into his mouth. He looked dreamy, but he was drunk.

Lu Caiwei's expression did not change at all, but became more and more indifferent.

She raised her sword.

"Quick victory, quick resolution." Xia Anmeng's voice rang in her mind. She was disgusted by the other party's behavior.

However, the ordinary fifth realm is really nothing in front of his current disciple.

But the next moment.

A strange sound came from the fog.

The voice was extremely hoarse and difficult, but then turned sharp, and the tone changed, but the voice was disgusting.

Three simple words, fifteen bends.

"Don't...move."

The pale young woman froze in place for a moment, and so did the three bodyguards.

The leader showed astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.

They are in the fifth realm.

The energy in his body was still flowing, but he couldn't mobilize any of it. He couldn't even turn his head to see the direction where the sound came from.

Lu Caiwei's body was also frozen in place, her whole body stiff, the cold sword in her hand was still raised, but she was unable to swing it.

What's this……

Are your words followed by your actions?

"Use that sword..." Xia Anmeng's voice sounded quietly.

The figures on both sides were frozen in place, like motionless wooden men in the fields.

Two faint lights suddenly appeared in the gray mist that had once again filled the area.

A figure like a small mountain was faintly visible in the mist, and the human figure looked so small in front of it.

That's not a faint light.

Those were a pair of beast eyes as bright as torches.

(End of this chapter)