My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 353 Wuyou Kills Wuyi
Zhao Changhe wiped the blood off his face, and then with the help of Ye Wuyou, he first stood against the city wall, but finally waved his hand and slowly sat down.

It’s not that I can’t stand steadily.

But now that the incident has passed and the crisis is no longer there, the anger has faded. No matter how strong you were in the previous second, you will only be exhausted in the next second.

The Demon King of the Sixth Realm is now deader than dead.

Even the soul that wanted to escape was crushed in the air by an invisible force.

In Zhao Changhe's eyes, it was as if an invisible hand grabbed the soul and devoured it in an instant.

"Is it really you?"

Zhao Changhe's tone was a little difficult, and his eyes were filled with confusion and complexity.

Resurrection from the dead, five realms, one year?
All this seemed incredible to him.

But this familiar voice and that breath, including the little girl from the Lu family not far away...

"Don't talk about you and me, it's me, the real Ye Wuyou."

As Ye Wuyou spoke, he gently placed his fingertips on Zhao Changhe's hand, sent a wisp of Qi into it, and after walking back a circle, his eyes became slightly solemn.

I can’t die, but the scattered aura is simply exaggerated.

"How come you are in such a mess, Old Man Zhao? You are making a bad impression on me."

Zhao Changhe was not the type to be fussy, and he did not dwell on what happened to Ye Wuyou in the past. As long as he was alive, that was enough. Facing Ye Wuyou's half-joking and half-serious words, he smiled generously.

"Tsk, this is the second burning of blood, do you understand..."

Hearing this answer, Ye Wuyou looked obviously confused.

Burning Blood is a somewhat outdated magical power. I don’t think I’ve ever unlocked the first level before. I started at the second level...

It doesn't seem to be a big deal, just a minor injury.

However, the doubt in Ye Wuyou's eyes made Zhao Changhe believe that this kid didn't know his special skills...

"Hehe, don't be so surprised, kid. There is also triple blood burning. If you want to learn it, I can teach you." Zhao Changhe grinned.

Ye Wuyou remained silent, looking indifferent.

Zhao Changhe was a little surprised, but he also felt that the boy was just trying to save face in front of the woman.

Well, I'll keep it for myself and teach him when the other party asks me later.

Zhao Changhe looked stubbornly to the side, looking at the corpse of the purple rain heron.

There were several figures beside the corpse.

Zhao Changhe saw Lu Caiwei first. When he saw the familiar figure, a smile appeared on his old face, which was still stained with blood.

After the incident in the Imperial City, Lu Caiwei did not stay in Dayan for long, nor did she return to the Heavenly Prison and disappeared.

This made Zhao Changhe feel a little emotional.

Why did such a talented and beautiful girl leave? She would probably surpass me in no time. Why did she leave?

Now he is back with this kid, and one is in the fifth realm and the other is in the sixth realm.

Oh, young people are so good...

Zhao Changhe's eyes shifted slightly and he saw another woman.

The latter seemed to be aware of the gaze and turned his head slightly, looking at him.

His gaze was cold at first, but after seeing Zhao Changhe, who was covered in blood, he just nodded indifferently.

But this scene made Zhao Changhe's pupils shrink slightly.

If we say that Lu Caiwei's aura is somewhat restrained, although she is in the sixth realm, she is not overbearing. She is like a sharp sword but the blade is sheathed, powerful but not cold.

Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei are completely different extremes.

In Zhao Changhe's eyes, the fierceness of the woman's aura was beyond his understanding.

It was as if he had seen the Sword Sect's leader, whose aura was even stronger than that of the leader.

Both his appearance and aura are somewhat dazzling...

Good boy, this kid Ye Wuyou.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe spoke with a smile.

"Young man Ye, this is also your daughter... Um, what did you feed this old man, huh? Lotus seeds?"

"Old Zhao, I beg you to stop talking nonsense. You've lived enough and I don't want to die."

After handing over the last purple gold lotus seed, Ye Wuyou looked at the empty white jade bottle in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Zhao Changhe's scattered breath had improved visibly.

As if he had regained some energy, Zhao Changhe looked at the corpse of the purple jade heron in the distance and remained silent for a while.

"What was that before? A magical tool? A mechanism? Or?"

"A flying boat... can be simply understood as a smaller cloud boat. It can't carry many people, but it's faster."

Zhao Changhe was stunned at first, but then his eyes lit up with brilliance.

"Can that flying boat harm the Sixth Realm?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed a hint of doubt, but then he understood something and shook his head.

"That's too exaggerated. A flying boat is powered by the cultivator's own Qi. The difference between a cultivator at the sixth level and a cultivator at the second level is like heaven and earth, for example, in terms of speed."

"Speed?" There was some confusion in Zhao Changhe's eyes.

"The flying boat is ultimately a magical instrument made by combining the Mohist mechanism. The higher the level of cultivation, the more energy is injected into it, and the faster the speed. The faster the speed, the greater the kinetic energy... In simple terms, it is power."

Ye Wuyou said to Zhao Changhe in a very low voice.

"Well, only that woman can do this. Her realm is higher than you think. If I were to drive this flying boat, although I could also cause damage to the Six Realms, I might not be able to do it to this extent."

"It has nothing to do with whether the driver is a man or a woman," Ye Wuyou added.

The jade token suddenly vibrated in his arms.

Ye Wuyou took it out, but saw the message from Luo Yue.

[Ye Wuyou, Luo Qinghan said that the flying boat she was driving crashed, and attributed the cause to the failure of the automatic driving to brake autonomously. Is this true? ]

As for braking...the autonomous driving system indeed failed to brake at that time.

It's already making a sonic boom, and you still expect the autopilot to brake...

[The crash was real, but it had nothing to do with autonomous driving]

There was silence on the other end for a while before he replied.

[Really? Then I'll ask them to study the safety performance of the flying boat.]

Ye Wuyou was about to reply with a few words of comfort, but after thinking about it, he somehow typed out a line of words.

[In fact, have you ever thought about using the flying boat for other purposes without increasing safety...]

Just when Ye Wuyou was about to discuss with Luo Yue about how to transform autonomous driving into an unmanned flying boat, Zhao Changhe suddenly stopped him.

"Go, go to the Sky Prison. There is a young man who is about the same age as you. He wants to open the eighth floor..."

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The eighth level of the Heavenly Prison.

Since its establishment, only Lu Qingshan has been able to enter the entire sky prison.

This statement is a bit inappropriate. After all, there are still some people who have entered, such as Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei...

But the method to open the eighth floor is only known by Lu Qingshan. The sky prison is a little quiet at the moment.

All the jailers from the first floor to the seventh floor fell into a coma at this moment.

And right now, outside the stone wall on the eighth floor, there is a figure wandering around.

It was the man who was called "Wu Yi" by Zhao Changhe before.

The flowing sleeves kept waving with the young man's steps, his eyes showed thought and anxiety, and from time to time he stretched out his hands to rub and carve on the stone wall.

"The demon tribe will definitely be unstoppable. I have helped them so much, and I have done my best. I must enter the eighth floor, otherwise..."

Wu Yi stopped talking, and a strange aura emanated from him.

Besides that, there was a strong weird aura around him.

It seems that it has been severely eroded by something strange.

He finally put his hand against the wall, as if trying something, but ultimately failed.

"No, no... This formation surrounding the eighth floor isolates the inside and outside, and it suppresses the weirdness. There is no way to use it."

"This formation is somewhat similar to Daxuan's [Demon Sealing Barrier]. Although it is relatively crude, it can suppress the weirdness in this small area."

"If I break it open with force, it's not impossible, but I won't have enough time. With my methods, it will take at least two months... and it's extremely risky."

"How can this formation be opened? There is clearly an eye left in the formation, but what is the puzzle of this formation?"

"Did the host know this already? Why didn't he just tell me how to get in, but only gave me directions?"

A series of questions came out along with Wuyi's mumbling.

In front of him was the eighth-level forbidden barrier.

A formation that seems complicated but is actually extremely simple.

It is said to be complicated because this forbidden formation isolates the weirdness. Although it is only a very shallow area, at least this door leading to the eighth floor isolates the weird power.

This also prevented him from activating his own weirdness and entering the eighth level.

To put it simply, the strength of this formation does not seem to be very high.

Although the formation is exquisite, it is restricted by the person who set it up, and its strength can only withstand the attack of the sixth realm.

In other words, if there is a strong person in the seventh realm or at the peak of the sixth realm here, this formation may not be able to stop the opponent for a long time.

Although Wu Yi has some means to break the formation, he is only at the fifth level after all. If he has enough time and works hard, he may be able to break it.

In addition, the opening mark of this formation, which is the key to open the door, is the simplest puzzle formation.

Also known as the hand order formation.

This kind of formation is defined as a useless method by formation masters.

As long as you know and master the words of the puzzle, you can easily step into it regardless of whether you are the master of the formation or not.

Low-end sealing formations can be broken by force, and they don’t care about the puzzle order at all.

High-end sealing arrays have more sophisticated methods, such as judging by bloodline? Divine power? Brand? Aura?
But this simplest formation method made Wuyi stop in his tracks.

The disadvantage of puzzle warrants is that they are easy to expose and guess.

But before you know the puzzle order, the puzzle formation is unsolvable.

“Even if I tricked the other six realms practitioners into helping me break the formation, the risk of forcing it open is still huge…”

There was a look of deep thought in Wuyi's eyes.

It is not difficult to tell whether such a formation is difficult or not. It is feasible to break it by force or find other practitioners who specialize in formation to solve it.

But the consequence of opening it is that the formation will collapse, and the weirdness within it will no longer be limited...

"It is said that there is more than one weird thing inside... Damn that Lu Qingshan, he knew he was going to die, why didn't he leave some information for future generations!"

"Damn, damn."

As he spoke, Wu Yi's brows revealed visible annoyance, and he kicked the stone wall again and again as if to vent his anger.

The stone wall flickered for a moment, but there was no damage.

"Opening it by force is risky... This is the only way. Let me first try out the strength of this formation, and then I will find someone to help break it."

Wu Yi was thinking this in his mind, and then the aura of the Five Realms Jade Balance suddenly appeared around him, and it seemed that he was trying to break the formation by force.

But a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He turned around suddenly and looked at the narrow prison corridor behind him.

The corridor is long and narrow, and somewhat dim.

But in his eyes, he could clearly see a figure appearing at the other end.

who is it?

Very strange, there is no such person among the jailers in the sky prison.

"Do you want to open the eighth floor?" A calm and inquiring voice came from the other end.

Wu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't know who the other person was, nor did he know what the words meant.

The voice came from the end again.

"The eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison is not something you can open, let alone something an outsider like you can get involved in. Zhao Changhe told me something."

"All the jailers in the prison fell into a coma. Was that your doing?"

"Now, you step back, and I can pretend that these things never happened."

The voice was calm, but to Wuyi's ears it sounded somewhat laughable.

Wu Yi flicked his sleeves lightly, and the aura from his body seemed to dissipate, but in fact it was gathered in his body, ready to go.

"No one can stop me from doing what I want to do. It's good that you know Zhao Changhe. You can ask him how much I, an outsider, have helped him in the past few months, and..."

The voice was interrupted by the sound of footsteps, and the response came little by little as the footsteps got closer.

"It's because Zhao Changhe told me all this. Otherwise, do you think I can still talk to you so calmly?"

"Now, back out."

There was a hint of sharpness in his voice, and Ye Wuyou's figure walked towards him step by step from the end of the aisle, and his figure gradually became clearer in Wuyi's eyes.

The candlelight flickered for a moment.

There seemed to be a momentary distortion in the dusty air.

But Wuyi had already made up his mind, so how could he be persuaded by Ye Wuyou's words? The moment Ye Wuyou's breath approached, he smiled gently.

It would be fine if the other party was in the sixth realm or even higher, but he is only in the fifth realm, the same realm as oneself.

Even Zhao Changhe had been speaking to him in a nice tone these days, so why did this guy instruct him in such an admonishing tone?
"What if I say no?"

Wu Yi covered her face with her hands, smiled softly, and fluttered her sleeves, hanging at her sides.

No words.

The slender five fingers have already grasped the hilt of the knife.

This is Ye Wuyou’s answer.

"Try it?" Wu Yi chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou's figure disappeared from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-stained blade pierced into the opponent's chest cleanly and neatly.

(End of this chapter)