My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 379 Lu Qingshan, I want you to be my own

The monsters rushed towards Yangguan like an endless tide.

Those monsters were all dead demons, but at this moment they were united in unity. Although they had lost their spirituality, they were not afraid of life or death.

Surrounded by sword shadows and talismans everywhere, the formation was broken apart.

The formation that had been set up long ago appeared from the ground and turned into a ban. Ice and snow spread and ice crystals continued to emerge.

The old leader of the Sword Sect, who had once again stopped a wave of monster attacks, looked a little tired.

After returning to the city from outside the pass, he asked Zhou Xuanyuan.

"Still no news about that old man from the Dao Sect?"

"No."

This answer made the old man silent for a moment, and then he sighed softly.

I haven’t seen a single living “demon” in these days.

They are all dead "monsters".

There are many of those 'monsters'. They may not be powerful, have no intelligence, and have no independent consciousness, but they are numerous.

Those were all “monsters” that died countless years ago.

If the living fight the dead, they may win, but the living will be exhausted to death.

Although the woman sitting alone on Diaoyutai is still in good spirits, but... will it last long?

The old sect leader wanted to rely on formations, and the most sophisticated formations, to defend against the enemy.

But the Taoist master of the Sixth Realm was nowhere to be seen.

What happened to the old man? Even if he died, he should have made a sound.

"What's going on in the city? Are those 'dead' still causing trouble?"

"Yes, but we stepped up our defenses. Although there are still people who "revive" from time to time, they are all suppressed and banned."

The old sect leader nodded silently, but there was thought in his eyes.

Very strange.

Why are demons and humans different?

In other words, why are the dead 'monsters' so different from these dead 'people'?

Those monsters gave people the feeling that they were a controlled entity, constantly attacking Yangguan.

But these 'dead men' were like scattered soldiers and were easily subdued.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, it gave the old sect leader a sense of disconnection.

If these "people" were as organized as the demons and caused chaos in Yangguan, the current situation would be several times more difficult.

But whether it is the dead 'monster' or 'human', they are all the scourge of Dayan today.

What is the root cause of all this? Who is controlling it?
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Countless dark and dry hands continued to struggle at this moment, and then loosened their grip, and the black coffin collapsed in an instant.

The ghost hand collapsed and the blade rolled back.

The white clouds were swept away at this moment, cleansed by the powerful breath, leaving only the blue sky.

Ye Wuyou didn't hesitate at all and rushed out to escape.

His main point is to listen to advice.

The moment Lu Qingshan spoke to him and said "run", he realized something was wrong.

That was the magical power of the Dharma that had never been revealed.

Ripples of Shinto magic flashed, and Ye Wuyou's figure slowly emerged in the sky more than ten miles away.

He looked at the cloudless sky with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

What kind of magical power is this?
Thunder, little rain?

Or have you been cheated?

[This stinking pedantic scholar wants to restrain you with such a useless Dharma image. How ridiculous! If he could reach the seventh realm, he could use this Dharma image to your advantage. But right now, he is not worth even a second glance.]

The narration's words made Ye Wuyou's eyes more confused.

I'm fine, how could I be affected by the Dharma's magical powers at all?

Lu Qingshan in the distance had become as small as a sesame seed in Ye Wuyou's eyes because of the distance.

The two are far apart.

But a voice seemed to ring in Ye Wuyou's ears.

"fall."

In an instant, huge pressure from all directions, from the sky and from the ground, gathered on Ye Wuyou.

His Qi seemed to be suppressed, and his body fell toward the ground almost uncontrollably.

The figure fell to the ground from the air. Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth, and the ghost figure emerged behind him, like a giant stepping on the ground, barely standing.

The Qi movement returned to normal.

But when Ye Wuyou looked around, he was stunned.

"This is……"

Tianlan City.

Tianlan City?
How is that possible? This place is still some distance away from Tianlan City.

But at this moment, the surrounding streets, surrounding scenes, and surrounding buildings are undoubtedly the scenes of Tianlan City.

However, there is no one in this city, and those buildings are a blend of reality and illusion.

The illusory Tianlan City.

"Dharma image..."

Lu Qingshan's figure stepped into a corner of the house at some point, and he spoke in a calm tone.

"You ran a little too slowly earlier."

It turned out to be the case.

"Tianlan City is the Dharma image? Ten miles is not enough. If I go further away, I think..."

"Do not."

Lu Qingshan shook his head.

"It's Da Yan."

The next moment, his figure shot out and attacked Ye Wuyou actively.

In close combat, Lu Qingshan should have been no match for Ye Wuyou.

But at this moment, that heavy feeling of pressure once again emerged from all directions on Ye Wuyou. The energy reverberated, and bursts of roars continued to explode in this illusory Tianlan City.

At this moment, the two of them were actually evenly matched.

But during the fight, Lu Qingshan's words were still echoing.

"Ye Wuyou, you should have thought that the Dharmakaya is the embodiment of the soul, just like sword cultivators often use their own swords as Dharmakaya. But for me in the past, what was the most important thing that became my obsession?"

As he spoke, his moves did not drop at all. He suddenly slapped Ye Wuyou in front of him, but then Lu Qingshan also had half of his shoulder torn off by the ghost.

Ye Wuyou stepped back and stepped onto a roof.

"Really? Why didn't you use it?"

Ye Wuyou asked, then he stood up and flew away again, bearing the heavy pressure.

"Because on the one hand, I don't like my 'Dharma Appearance'. Great Flame should not be my obsession. On the other hand, no matter how strong I am, I don't have enough energy to support the manifestation of the Dharma Appearance. Creating an illusory Dharma Appearance is not worth the loss."

Lu Qingshan responded from not far away.

Ye Wuyou understood this point.

Because his Dharma image is actually like this. Without sufficient power, it is simply not enough to display it.

He stretched out his only remaining arm forward, and then suddenly turned it over.

“But now, it’s different. This body is immortal and has infinite energy. It is enough to support me in fully manifesting my Dharma image.”

As soon as he finished speaking and turned his palm, Ye Wuyou had already rushed in front of Lu Qingshan.

but……

The next moment, his body involuntarily "slid" to the side.

The blade brushed past Lu Qingshan's body.

The gravity that should have been from top to bottom seemed to have changed direction at this moment.

Ye Wuyou fell straight onto the wall beside him.

He steadied himself and watched the changes around him.

Upside down.

The ground turned over and the houses were bumpy.

The originally low house seemed infinitely taller at this moment.

The walls kept rolling and extending.

In an instant, the wall of the house turned into the ground, and the ground stood horizontally in the air.

Ye Wuyou looked down and found that he was standing on the house, or rather, on the original vertical surface of the house.

Although everything around him was turned upside down, Ye Wuyou did not feel any discomfort at all, as if he was walking on flat ground.

At this moment, the house is the ground.

Lu Qingshan stood on the other side of the house, looking at Ye Wuyou calmly.

There was also some thought in his eyes.

"In the past, my Qi was not enough to support all these changes. Although I had some ideas, I couldn't realize them. Now, thanks to this body, I have the opportunity to display them, hehe."

Ye Wuyou did not respond, but just leaped towards Lu Qingshan again as if rigidly repeating the same thing.

Lu Qingshan frowned slightly, seeming helpless, then he raised his foot and stepped heavily on the "wall".

The house that seemed real yet fake changed its appearance at this moment. It became like a wave, constantly surging and rising to countless distances.

There are also countless depressions in it.

At this moment, the house is like a gear. If you are not careful, it will be trapped in it and crushed to pieces.

Lu Qingshan's words came.

"Why do you keep doing this useless work, Ye Wuyou? My body is immortal. You should be thinking about how to seal me away instead of wasting your energy like this."

Lu Qingshan has his own consciousness.

But he could not go against the will in his mind, nor could he control his body.

He could only take the initiative to tell Ye Wuyou what his supernatural powers were when he used his Dharma image, made a move, and displayed his supernatural powers.

Otherwise, with Lu Qingshan's full strength combined with this Dharma image, Ye Wuyou's situation would be several times more difficult.

Because he hoped that Ye Wuyou could ban him.

Instead of being so stubborn in close combat with him.

However, Ye Wuyou turned a deaf ear to it.

After several fights, Lu Qingshan's body was shattered by Ye Wuyou again and again.

But the price was that Ye Wuyou's attack became increasingly exhausted, one of his arms revealed its eerie white bones, and one of his feet was crushed directly by the constantly surging house.

Although the Qi had the sacred tree as a backup energy source, its circulation became increasingly slow.

"Why are you still doing such useless work?" Lu Qingshan's voice was a little hurried and admonishing.

As long as he fought like the previous times and used the [Ghost Gate Coffin] as a means, Ye Wuyou might be able to seal Lu Qingshan after paying some price.

But Ye Wuyou didn’t.

He just stubbornly approached Lu Qingshan again and again, repelled him, smashed his body, and then got injured himself.

The red blade was now inserted horizontally into the ground of the 'house', stopping its tumbling and making a crackling sound.

Ye Wuyou's breathing was inevitably a little heavy, but his eyes were still sharp. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Master, it must be uncomfortable to be controlled by others, right?"

Hearing these words, Lu Qingshan was stunned at first, but then frowned slightly and gave some advice.

"You're thinking about this? It's useless. The guy behind you is not here right now. You can't remove the mark of this imprint..."

The voice was interrupted by Ye Wuyou.

With a disdainful smile.

"Who said it's going to be lifted?"

Lu Qingshan said nothing, with confusion in his eyes.

So what's the point of going through so much effort?

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand, and his five fingers seemed to grasp the void.

Just such a seemingly meaningless and subtle action made Ye Wuyou's breath weaken for a moment like a candle flame, and his body even trembled.

But Ye Wuyou's words were accompanied by a ferocious and cruel smile.

"Lu Qingshan, I want you to be my own!"

(End of this chapter)