My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 317 Who understands what you are saying?
In the broken and blurred bronze mirror, a pretty yet extremely pale face was reflected.

Although it was still extremely lifeless and pale, and although the broken mirror seemed to cover up some flaws, the blue-black corpse spots that had already spread across the cheeks had disappeared, leaving only faint marks.

"What's this……"

After touching her cheek with her fingertips and confirming again and again that it was really her own face, Luo Yue was so stunned that she was speechless.

But there was a hint of doubt and confusion on the dead and stiff face.

What just happened and how was this done?

"Is this an illusion?" Luo Yue asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes.

"How could it be an illusion?"

[What's wrong with the illusion world...]

Ye Wuyou skillfully ignored the noisy voices in his mind, reached out and reached into the ghost's chest, taking out something.

"You don't know what you just did, don't you? Well, here you go, take a look for yourself."

The man's voice came from in front of him, his voice was calm and with a smile, and he handed over a new bronze mirror.

What did you just do?
I just felt darkness in front of my eyes, as if I had done something, but also as if I was just struggling in the darkness.

Luo Yue thought so, then was slightly startled. She took the bronze mirror with both hands, and the no longer blurry mirror surface reflected her face clearly.

It seems to be true.

She suddenly came back to her senses and discovered a faint taste of rust in her mouth.

That was the smell of blood.

There is also a strange sticky feeling.

Ok?
She was a little confused and looked intently at the clear bronze mirror in her hand. It was a little clearer than before.

There was a trace of white sticky liquid hanging from the corner of his lips.

what is this?
Luo Yue subconsciously licked the corner of her lips, and with a slight movement of her pink tongue, she slid the white liquid into her mouth.

The girl smacked her lips and confirmed that the sticky feeling came from the white liquid.

Her heart suddenly trembled, and Luo Yue didn't know what she was thinking of. She lowered her eyes and dared not look at the man opposite her, but a faint blush unexpectedly appeared on her pale cheek.

Ye Wuyou's voice came, but he was talking to himself.

"My complexion has actually become a little rosier. It seems like I've recovered well. It's worth all the effort I put into it. As long as it works, that's good enough."

Luo Yue lowered her head, holding the bronze mirror tightly in her hand, but her eyes were a little vague as she responded.

"This... is it very exhausting for you? Yes, that's right."

Ye Wuyou shook his head, looking unconcerned.

"The consumption is not bad. After all, I am young and have more blood. But for you, it will take some time to return your body to normal."

"Well, I'll leave you three days' supply. Just take it on time."

The girl held the bronze mirror tightly with her fingertips. This, this needs to be taken on time?

"Wait a minute, let me find a jade bottle first. Well, I found it."

"Click". That's the sound of the jade bottle being placed on the table.

Luo Yue lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.

"You, are you going to do this yourself?"

Ye Wuyou said without thinking.

"Yeah, get it yourself faster, your bite just now hurt too much."

Hearing this, Luo Yue felt like her heart was about to stop.

Well, my heart had been stagnant, but now it is beating again.

That's fine.

Luo Yue raised her eyes cautiously and glanced ahead.

But at this moment, Ye Wuyou cut his wrist, frowned slightly, and squeezed blood into the jade bottle.

The blood flowed very slowly, or in other words, it was difficult for the blood to flow out of Ye Wuyou's body.

Strands of deep red mixed with white flowed into the jade bottle.

There was a clear and deep tooth mark on Ye Wuyou's wrist, as well as blood marks left by the woman's fingertips, leaving traces of being bitten.

The look in Luo Yue's eyes turned dull in an instant.

"This, this, I, you..."

"What do you mean, you just fell off the chair and I helped you up. You almost bit off a few pieces of my flesh, but it was supposed to be like this, so whatever."

"Take this lotus seed. When your body is no longer like a corpse, you can try to practice normally."

Is that so.

She had actually seen Ye Wuyou when he was covered in scars. At that time, his body was covered in wounds and white fluid was oozing out, but there was no difference, it was just dirty and filthy.

And in front of me... the breath of the blood seems to carry a strong vitality.

What is the difference between the two?
Luo Yue didn't move, but she no longer had the intention of asking for clarification. Her expression was stiff, and she felt extremely embarrassed. She fell into autism again.

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"You were fine before, why did you shut yourself off again?"

Ye Wuyou walked out of the room, very confused.

He looked at the wound on his hand, which was recovering little by little under the influence of [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood], and gradually no trace was left.

Ye Wuyou's original body was completely turned into a corpse because of his fight against the weirdness of the Pen Fairy, but he had the talent of [Flesh and Blood Rebirth], which allowed his body to maintain some vitality.

It's just the difference between a dead body and a zombie.

The real transformation from a corpse to the current appearance of a normal person was due to the Tao fruit that he obtained in the sacred tree space.

In addition to transforming his right eyeball into a completely new avenue of life, the vitality contained in it also completely transformed Ye Wuyou's body.

If there were no narration, Ye Wuyou would have become the strongest weapon in the sacred tree, except for the wood spirit.

Ordinary blood does not have this effect. The white turbid blood is really just white turbid blood. Otherwise, wouldn’t Ye Wuyou have become a human-shaped self-propelled precious medicine?

As for the Dao fruit, it is even more out of reach. The Lu family only has two of them on the thousand-year-old sacred tree.

Unless we wait for more than a hundred years, perhaps we can really wait until the sacred tree produces a Taoist fruit, which can help Luo Yue completely turn back into a normal person.

If Luo Yue was still there at that time...

Besides, the sacred tree is just like raising a turtle. Ye Wuyou always feels that one day this sacred tree will send him away.

Of course, Ye Wuyou couldn't wait that long.

After all, his current identity, or just his soul, has become an existence equivalent to a wood spirit.

Although the current sacred tree is just a sapling, Ye Wuyou has the highest authority besides the sacred tree.

Previously, when he closed his eyes and remained silent in the room, he was talking to the sacred tree.

Tao fruit is the condensation of the sacred tree, but it is also a part of the sacred tree.

Finally, through some means, he obtained a trace of the existence similar to the root of Tao Fruit.

After finding a corner to sit down, Ye Wuyou's mind moved. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the sacred tree.

At this moment, the sacred tree is no longer a small sapling. It has grown a little. The six-level spiritual soul of the Cui family head and a quarter of Ding Wang's spiritual soul have enabled the sacred tree to grow.

But these two divine souls alone are still not enough for the sacred tree to condense that trace of "Tao Fruit".

The one who truly made the sacred tree glow with such "vitality" was someone else.

A sarcastic voice came from the front. "You spent so much effort on me, the leader. I thought you would use this power on yourself, but you gave it to that ugly guy. It's really ridiculous."

Ye Wuyou didn't care. He just smiled and looked at the illusory figure in front of him that was tightly bound by the branches of the sacred tree.

Wind soul.

However, Feng Xinling's figure at the moment was not as solid as before. The layer of crystals wrapped around his body was still there, but a few tiny branches of the sacred tree had penetrated into his body.

Ever since the sacred tree was able to break Fangfeng's mind, its enormous soul power allowed the sacred tree to grow rapidly.

A soul in the seventh realm seems to be far greater than that in the sixth realm.

It's the difference between quality and quantity.

"Stop yelling. You're in this state, and you still have the time to care about me? It's not my soul that's being consumed anyway."

Ye Wuyou responded lightly, then tapped the barrier with his fingertips.

"To be honest, your methods are beyond my expectation. If I hadn't broken your defense today, I'm afraid you would have escaped in no time."

"No wonder you preferred to be tied up and not communicate with me. It turns out you had a plan in mind."

Feng Xinling's expression suddenly changed from calm to extremely gloomy.

Ye Wuyou curled his lips and spoke again.

"You make me very unhappy. You have been quietly absorbing the power of the sacred tree, and you have been able to do it without being discovered by me and the sacred tree. I was wondering why the sacred tree has never grown up and is hungry every day. It turns out that you are stealing its job."

""

Before Feng Xinling could say anything, a voice came from the sacred tree, and it was still the same "hungry" as before.

Depend on.

Ye Wuyou unhappily pulled off the branch of the sacred tree that did not give him face.

This sacred tree has really learned bad things. Besides crying out for hunger every day, it always wants to tie people up.

Feng Xinling's eyes were silent as he looked at Ye Wuyou in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

He did have the means to secretly absorb the power of the sacred tree, and after a certain period of time, he would be able to escape.

The sacred tree is spiritual and has its own consciousness, but this sacred tree is a newborn being, not much different from a three-year-old child, it doesn’t have much brains, and is completely unable to detect his little movements.

But now that his plan has been exposed and his own barriers have been broken, Feng Xinling has to consider making changes.

"Boy, ask the sacred tree to move away and stop swallowing me."

Ye Wuyou didn't make any move.

Feng Xinling's eyes flickered, and he seemed to know that saying this would have no effect, so he added.

"Let's talk. This leader's role is greater than this tree."

A fleeting smile appeared on Ye Wuyou's lips.

The Feng Xinling in front of him was undoubtedly at the seventh realm.

And why did he know the secret of the sacred tree in the first place? The few words in the sacred tree space made Ye Wuyou realize that the sacred tree was not found by the Lu family.

But someone gave it to the Lu family on purpose?
There are many secrets in Feng Xinling...

Ye Wuyou covered his chin and thought for a while, then said casually.

"Then what are you for?"

"I can't tell you now." Feng Xinling said seriously.

"Then it's useless. You'd better turn into nutrients for the sacred tree. That way it will be more effective." Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes.

"No, I'm just doing this for your own good. What I'm talking about involves the avenue. If I mention it to you now, you will be doomed to not be able to overcome the calamity of your inner demons." Feng Xinling said indifferently.

These words made Ye Wuyou slightly stunned.

He seemed to have heard something similar before.

Yes, it was that old Taoist who also said the same thing.

At that time, the old Taoist was referring to "fate" and just glanced at Ye Wuyou, but said that he could not explain it in more detail, otherwise it would inevitably cause people to have distracting thoughts and affect their inner demon calamity.

Ye Wuyou was somewhat confused, but still had a faint smile on his face as he asked back lightly.

"I can't believe what you said. In other words, whether I can survive the Heart Demon Tribulation has nothing to do with you. If I die in the Heart Demon Tribulation, wouldn't it be better for you?"

Feng said calmly.

"Have you forgotten that you are now the spirit of a sacred tree? If you die in the Heart Demon Tribulation, what will happen to the sacred tree?"

He paused, but then laughed with sarcasm and self-mockery.

"The sacred tree may collapse, or it may still exist, but it will be exposed in any case."

“When the time comes, someone will naturally come to reclaim an ownerless sacred tree, just like me back then, but in my current state…”

Feng Xinling stopped talking here.

But Ye Wuyou keenly grasped a clue in the words, which was also his long-standing doubt.

"Who will collect it? Like you, is it your companion?"

Feng Xinling was silent for a moment, and then a hint of depth appeared in his eyes.

"Companion? You are wrong. That is not a companion."

Ye Wuyou waited for a long time, but Feng Xinling didn't speak again, so he kicked the sacred tree, signaling him to whip him hard.

"Stop being a riddler. Riddlers deserve to die, you know that?"

Feng Xinling frowned and gritted his teeth.

"You are really unreasonable, kid. This leader is doing this for your own good. I am telling you now that you cannot survive the inner demon tribulation. Am I going to die with you?"

"If you think that I am lying to you, why don't you hurry up and get through the inner demon tribulation and reach the sixth realm? Can I escape now that I am imprisoned by the sacred tree and you?"

This doesn't sound false.

Ye Wuyou thought of another person, a person who had briefly reached the seventh realm.

Xia Anmeng.

Excluding the possibility that Xia Anmeng was bragging about herself, if what Xia Anmeng said was true, then how did she, who was in the seventh realm, turn into a remnant soul?

She seemed to know something, too, something that was obviously very important.

But she has never told me... Besides, she has nothing to do with me, so there is really no need for her to tell me.

After a brief silence, Ye Wuyou temporarily agreed with Feng Xinling's words.

but……

Ye Wuyou spread his hands and said calmly.

"After all, you're still of no use. I think it would be better for you to become nutrients for the sacred tree."

"You are really stubborn, so tell me, what role do you want me to play?"

Ye Wuyou thought about it for a moment, frowned slightly, then gestured with his hands and spoke.

"I just mean that you have been in the sacred tree space for quite a long time. After all, this is also my body."

"So what?" Feng Xinling asked with a squint.

"So can you pay the rent on time, just like Jiu Lama? Um, let me think about how to tell you what Jiu Lama is..."

Ye Wuyou rested his chin on his hand, thinking seriously.

Feng Xinling's eyes were blank. After listening for a while, he finally couldn't help but roared.

"Who knows what you're talking about?"

Update, update, I'm secretly coding, I'll continue to update tonight

Yesterday, my mind was empty and my soul was drained
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