My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 390: The Heart of Taoism Collapses and Luo Qinghan Dies

Qingqiu.

The once endless green grassland is now only covered with yellowed patches, and the black scorched earth seems to be stained with dried blood.

There was a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In front of him was a towering tree.

But the giant tree is now withered and dilapidated, bare and without any green on its branches, but instead with a few shades of red and white.

The wind blew across the barren grassland.

The red and white colors on the tree trunks were gently swayed by the wind, and then the swaying became stronger and stronger, gradually becoming weird.

The red and white colors hung on the tree trunks.

But they were blood-stained fox skins.

But now the blood has dried up and the flesh has been eaten up, leaving only the last bit of fur still hanging on the tree branch, telling of what had happened.

This scene did not cause the figure under the tree any disturbance.

The energy emanated from the figure, turning into silk threads, carrying some invisible waves, and spreading towards the withered giant tree.

I don’t know how long this process lasted.

Ever since he came here, he has been trying something.

After a long time.

The figure opened his eyes and looked towards the ancient tree in front of him with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He muttered to himself, seemingly lost in some thought.

"In ancient times, there was a celestial fox in Qingqiu. It used its blood to cultivate a precious tree called the Bitter Love Tree. Legend has it that it can allow people to reincarnate and continue their love..."

"A hundred years ago, the Bitter Love Tree withered inexplicably, and then there was civil strife in Qingqiu. This is all the information I have."

"This bitter love tree is even older than the Lu family's sacred tree..."

He paused, and then a hint of resentment appeared in his words.

"A beast is a beast. What on earth are these stupid monsters thinking about?"

"Everyone else thought the Bitter Love Tree was dead, but the Bitter Love Tree in front of us is not dead at all. It clearly still has a glimmer of life, and the tree spirit inside is still there..."

This is the information he has confirmed for countless days and it cannot be wrong.

The bitter love tree is not dead, and the wood spirit is still there.

But I couldn't find it.

The man had a gloomy face. He stood up silently and then punched the huge tree in front of him.

"I have tried countless times, why can't I find the tree spirit?"

"How can this Bitter Love Tree be awakened? Why is there no record of these beastly monsters? This Pavilion Master can't even find a single record!"

"Are these stupid foxes uneducated? They can't write! They will die if they write two more words!"

The man looked angry, and even his words became increasingly blunt.

He is none other than the Pavilion Master of Lingxue Pavilion—Xing Dao.

Xing Dao is a talented person.

Talent in every sense of the word.

Both his cultivation talent and character are top-notch. He has reached the seventh realm in two hundred years. Compared with the other old guys in Baiyun Temple and Five Elements Sect who have lived for who knows how many years and have gradually lost their aspirations, Xingdao is one of the best in terms of both combat power and cultivation realm.

Regardless of why Xing Dao cultivated Ji Wuye, the other party was the one who Xing Dao cultivated because he saw his talent in his early years.

More importantly, he is extremely efficient.

In Daxuan, [annihilation] is difficult to suppress, and even other forces continue to increase their stakes and share the profits, but no one is willing to do it.

But Xing Dao waited until the chips reached the top, took over the matter, and suppressed [annihilation] for decades.

The Five Elements Sect wants to cultivate Luo Qinghan, and the White Cloud Temple wants to cultivate the disciples...

Xing Dao sneered at this and looked down upon it.

That bunch of guys, huh, Lao Deng is Lao Deng, he can’t cultivate any further after reaching the seventh realm, right?

When you can’t fly anymore, you lay an egg and want your apprentice to fly?
This pavilion master does not lay eggs.

This Pavilion Master can even fly!

And now, since I received the task from 'Your Excellency', the first one is to find the spirit of the sacred tree, and the second one is to find the wind heart.

Although he thought this task was troublesome, Xing Dao received news about the "sacred tree" in Qingqiu.

In order to complete that person's task and for his own future, he traveled thousands of miles from Daxuan to Dayan and then to Qingqiu.

It is twice as fast as Ye Wuyou and others.

"I came all the way from Daxuan to Qingqiu not to see this broken tree!"

"How on earth can we awaken this bitter love tree?"

Xing Dao was thinking about it, and suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something.

Then, his expression gradually became disappointed.

"Yes, even I can find out the information about this Bitter Love Tree, how could that Lord not know about it?"

"The reason why they didn't come here is probably because they couldn't awaken the Bitter Love Tree, nor could they find the wood spirit hidden in it."

"If this matter is really that simple... I don't think it would be my turn, haha."

Xing Dao was silent for a while, then laughed at himself.

This is a very simple truth, but Xing Dao could only say that he was blinded by the benefits he saw and thus ignored many things.

"Well, I still have time..."

As Xing Dao spoke, his gaze slowly focused on the dead tree.

"Since I cannot wake you up, the wood spirit hiding inside can only wait to die, so why not destroy it directly?"

The next moment, a surging and majestic energy poured out from behind Xing Dao, spreading in all directions like a galloping dragon.

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Several figures continued to move forward on the northern plains.

Three people and one demon.

Because of his experience of [Recalling], in Luo Qinghan's eyes, Ye Wuyou's behavior was a little strange.

"Ye Wuyou, why did you leave alone just now and bring back a monster?"

Ye Wuyou's voice came calmly.

"It's not easy to find a living demon in Beiyuan nowadays. Besides, our purpose here is to gather intelligence and figure out what happened. If we don't ask the local demons, should we ask you?"

Ye Wuyou did not explain much to Luo Qinghan, only saying that this was a demon king that was subdued and controlled by him.

After all, I am not affected by [Backtracking].

And Luo Qinghan will.

The purpose of this trip is simply to find out what happened in Qingqiu.

Sanlang had previously briefly told Ye Wuyou about the changes in the demon tribe over the past few years.

A demon appeared from nowhere, first killed a demon king, and then integrated the rest of the demon clan, ending the demon clan's hundreds and thousands of years of conflict.

In addition, he led the rest of the demon clan to destroy Qingqiu.

But after that, the demon disappeared without a trace, and no one had ever seen or heard of that existence again.

However, the three wolves had never seen the monster, and all this was just what they heard.

I just think that what is happening now is related to the other party.

Ye Wuyou was thinking.

What is the level of cultivation of that unknown demon king?
Six realms? Or seven realms?

As for the seventh realm and above, Ye Wuyou had never thought about it at all.

If he really had reached the realm of Tianxuan Tianquan, there would be no need to expend so much energy to create such a scene to attack Dayan.

One person is enough.

The news he got from the three wolves actually made Ye Wuyou feel a little relieved.

Ye Wuyou himself had come into contact with the Seventh Realm before.

Let’s not talk about those people in the seventh realm in Lingxu Pavilion of Baiyun Temple, just inside the sacred tree, isn’t there a Feng Xinling with only his soul left?
Of course, Ye Wuyou was not thinking about defeating the Seventh Realm.

The fact that Feng Xinling was captured alive was really a combination of the right time, the right place, and the right people. First, the ancestor of the Lu family fought desperately against Feng Xinling and severely injured him, and then there was the extremely coincidental but seamless cooperation with Luo Qinghan.

Right now...

Even if the monster is in the seventh realm, at least Ye Wuyou and his group can protect themselves.

And what if it is the sixth realm?

Ye Wuyou felt that although Beiyuan was desolate, it would be a great place to develop it and grow potatoes.

After walking forward for a distance again, Ye Wuyou stopped.

The realm of the three wolves was indeed a little low, their speed was too slow, and they themselves were eroded by the weirdness, and they obviously could not keep up with the speed of the three people.

"Take a short break, Qingqiu is ahead."

As he spoke, Ye Wuyou sat down, waiting for the three wolves while quietly spreading out his palms and performing Tian Yan.

He was deducing the whereabouts of the little monk.

[Looking back] After that, the little monk disappeared and never came back again.

If that's the case, it would be fine.

There was a glimmer of thought in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

[Thousands of People, Thousands of Faces] disappeared.

At that time, I handed [Thousand People Thousand Faces] to the little monk in exchange for three wolves. After [Retracing], the strangeness did not appear in my hands.

In addition, Ye Wuyou learned something from the brief exchange with the three wolves.

The little monk also seemed to be unaffected by [Backtracking].

Although a little surprised, Ye Wuyou found it understandable. After all, although the little monk had a flesh and blood body, he was still weird in the final analysis.

After a while, the figures of three wolves emerged from the distance.

He staggered to the ground, his breath scattered.

When a clear gaze swept over, the three wolves trembled. They did not dare to provoke Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei, and could only squat aside in silence.

[Soul Control Sutra: Mark of Life and Death] was engraved in the bodies of the three wolves.

This move was not as complete as the previous plan to control Lu Qingshan, and the three wolves had given up struggling. If it was just about controlling life and death, the cost would not be that great.

Now the life and death of the three wolves depends on Ye Wuyou's thoughts.

Whoever controls the life and death of the three wolves controls [Rewind].

Ye Wuyou looked at the three wolves and asked.

"Little dog, let me ask you, has Qingqiu changed in recent years?"

The three wolves who were silently regulating their breathing were stunned at first, then they answered.

"Qingqiu... I don't know. Qingqiu used to be the territory of the fox tribe. They didn't come into contact with other demon tribes."

"But it is said that Qingqiu has been in internal strife for the past hundred years, with several demon kings of the same clan fighting each other. Oh, right, I remember that there was a very famous tree in Qingqiu, but it has withered in the past hundred years..."

Click, click.

A slight cracking sound was heard.

Before Sanlang finished his words, there was a sudden, tiny cracking sound as if something had exploded, and the ground made a roar.

Rumble.

The desolate scorched earth exploded in an instant, and stones flew everywhere.

The ground was torn apart mercilessly like a piece of thin paper, and dark cracks spread to where several people were standing.

earthquake.

"Another rumbling?"

Ye Wuyou's heart tightened. Over the past few months, countless earthquakes of varying sizes have occurred in Dayan.

But none of them were as severe as this time.

Does this mean that this is the epicenter?
Needless to say, several figures suddenly rose into the air, avoiding the cracks on the ground that seemed to be swallowing people.

But the next moment.

Ye Wuyou's gaze suddenly changed, and his body fell downwards involuntarily.

The Qi is still flowing smoothly without any lag.

What's wrong?
A voice sounded in my mind.

But it is not a narration.

"Kid, where have you been? The ground veins are churning. This traction derived from the earth will prohibit any means of stepping into the air... at least for you guys below the seventh realm."

Wind soul?
This guy woke up.

Although it was a bit unexpected, Ye Wuyou didn't have time to talk to him.

The earth's veins are churning, is this a no-fly zone?
His eyes turned rapidly, and Ye Wuyou saw Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan who were falling from the sky like him.

In addition, the three wolves were in the most dangerous situation. They reacted a beat slower than the other three, and were a moment slower in getting up and stepping into the air. Now they fell to the ground as soon as they stepped into the air. The three people and the demon were full of energy, but they could not step into the air again no matter what.

The body fell rapidly.

Without hesitation, a dark blue figure emerged from behind Ye Wuyou, and then suddenly expanded and turned into an illusory giant.

Ye Wuyou steadied himself.

The ghost waved his big hand and first grabbed the three wolves that were about to fall into the abyss. Then Ye Wuyou controlled the ghost to grab Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan again.

The two women each took action at this moment. Lu Caiwei took out a long sword from behind her, on which bright shadows of the sun and the moon were condensed.

As for Luo Qinghan, he let his body fall calmly, but his eyes seemed to be filled with endless thoughts.

"Don't move." Ye Wuyou shouted.

Lu Caiwei was originally trying to use the No Trace technique, but after hearing Ye Wuyou's words, she really stopped moving and let Ye Wuyou pick her up.

Ye Wuyou's eyes met Luo Qinghan's in the air.

But the next moment, the thoughts in Luo Qinghan's eyes seemed to have come to fruition. His brows were furrowed, but he seemed to have broken through some kind of limitation and managed to stabilize his body in the air again.

The ghost held Lu Caiwei's figure in the palm of his hand, and then Ye Wuyou looked up to the sky, but only saw Luo Qinghan's cold and slightly downward gaze.

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up slightly, and her frosty eyes seemed to be telling Ye Wuyou something without words.

Ye Wuyou was stunned at first, then turned his head away and avoided Luo Qinghan's gaze.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Is Luo Qinghan mentally ill? It’s already this time and he’s still arguing with me?

Why do you enjoy stepping on me so much?
Feng Xinling's words suddenly rang in Ye Wuyou's mind.

"Boy, something is not right here. The speed at which my soul recovers seems to be much faster..."

Ye Wuyou was stunned. Can this place speed up the recovery of Feng Xinling's soul?

He responded in his heart.

"Isn't that a good thing?"

Feng Xinling's voice was heavy.

"Good thing? Can a good thing that you don't understand be called a good thing? There is no such thing as dog luck in the world. The reason why I have lived for so many years is that I am not greedy and only take the guaranteed minimum..."

Feng Xinling's voice paused for a moment, then she started cursing and yelling in extreme anger.

"No, why is my soul so weak? I was wondering why I had to recover. What on earth did you do while I was asleep?"

Found...

Actually, it was nothing. Ye Wuyou just used Feng Xinling as Viagra, and then took the initiative to squeeze the juice for the little girl Luo Yue...

Ye Wuyou blinked and skillfully blocked out the voice in his mind.

A faint aura bloomed in the ghost's palm, accompanied by a low roar.

At this moment, Sanlang no longer had time to care about what was holding him back. He lay on the ghost's hand, his pupils widened, looking at a piece of rubble a little further away.

The earthquakes continued and the ground continued to collapse.

But there was a figure with a little red glow jumping among the collapsing boulders.

Well, is that the little red wolf that I saw once before?
Why did the wolf demon come? Did he follow us all the way?

"Save her!"

The three wolves suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Wuyou with bloodshot eyes, but their words and expressions were pleading.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, but his speed was not slow. He controlled the ghost to rush towards that direction.

Although the Little Red Wolf was at a low level, she was very fast and light, but she was skinny, and her limbs were trembling slightly, perhaps because of weakness or because the natural disasters around her were too shocking.

Click.

The constantly shaking earth now shattered under the feet of the little red wolf. Cracks appeared under the feet of the little red wolf in an instant. Looking from the sky, the wide plain looked like an abyss.

Ye Wuyou let out a light sigh, but at the moment she couldn't fly. She could only make some hand gestures with her fingertips, causing ripples to appear under her feet.

But he wanted to use the magic of Shinto to shrink the distance into an inch.

Only in this way can we catch up.

But there was a figure that was faster.

Luo Qinghan.

She seemed to be able to ignore the attraction of this place, and the no-fly zone here seemed to have no restrictions for Luo Qinghan at the moment.

The woman grabbed a tuft of the little red wolf's red hair with one hand, and then threw it towards the three wolves at a very fast speed, but when it landed on the three wolves, a gentle aura slowed down a little.

The three wolves who were about to kneel down to Ye Wuyou suddenly turned their heads.

He knelt down in front of Luo Qinghan.

And what about Luo Qinghan?
She didn't care about the little wolf's thanks, but just looked at Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou did not avoid it this time, but looked directly at Luo Qinghan.

But unexpectedly, Luo Qinghan did not mock Ye Wuyou.

This earthquake came and went quickly.

The three men and two wolves slowly landed on the devastated ground again.

Dust spread across the wasteland.

But Luo Qinghan's brows became more and more furrowed.

She spoke lightly, her voice as clear as frost.

"Ye Wuyou, haven't you discovered it yet?"

"what?"

Luo Qinghan said nothing, but stretched out his hand and gently tapped the front of his body with his slender fingertips.

A streak of icicles appeared out of nowhere in front of the woman.

This scene made Ye Wuyou's eyes slightly stunned. He seemed to have seen something, but he was not sure.

It was just a barely detectable aura, very subtle, even weaker than the aura of the first realm.

But he can create icicles out of thin air like a magician.

The woman's voice came lightly, but there was also a hint of confusion in her words.

"I discovered this when I broke free from my restraints just now. For some reason, this place seems to make people... stronger."

Luo Qinghan's words made Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei stunned, and then they both tried it.

This is indeed the case.

Just a tiny bit of energy can unleash a power that is more than three times greater than usual.

"This this this... this place can enhance my my my sword moves."

There was amazement in Lu Caiwei's words. She widened her eyes and looked at the gully in front of her that was created by her own sword.

"Maybe more than that." Ye Wuyou said.

Speaking of which, Feng Xinling had said before that this place helped speed up the recovery of his soul.

So it’s not just the Qi and magical powers that have been strengthened?

Hiss...what on earth happened?

There was a hint of surprise in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and then he looked at Luo Qinghan, who was the first to bring up this matter, and smiled.

"You are very careful."

This is the truth.

Luo Qinghan, this woman, has thrown away everything about her, such as her appearance, gender, personality, figure, and bad temper.

If we just look at the strength, Ye Wuyou has no choice but to admit defeat.

In response to these words, Luo Qinghan simply glanced at Ye Wuyou and then looked into the distance.

She parted her red lips slightly, but there was a hint of self-mockery in her words.

"Careful? Ha, that instant change, I thought I had finally reached the seventh realm, but I was only one step away..."

Oh?
Ye Wuyou thought about it and could sense a hint of self-mockery and loneliness in Luo Qinghan's words.

But I can't empathize.

I am still stuck in the sixth level of inner demon tribulation. I don't know shit about the seventh level.

But out of politeness, Ye Wuyou still coughed lightly and smiled faintly.

"Not really, Luo Qinghan. I remember the first time I saw you, you were still far from the Seventh Realm, but now you are almost there."

But that's how the world is.

Ye Wuyou's polite comfort did not win Luo Qinghan's recognition and respect.

On the contrary, Luo Qinghan smiled indifferently, then raised his face slightly, clasped his hands across his chest, and looked at Ye Wuyou with an extremely contemptuous look.

"I don't want to talk to someone who's stuck in the inner demon tribulation."

Ye Wuyou was stunned at first, then became furious.

I'm just trying to comfort you with good intentions, but you're mocking me like this!

"I'm stuck in the Heart Demon Tribulation? Luo Qinghan, don't be ridiculous. I've only been at the peak of the fifth realm for two months at most. So what if I'm stuck in the Heart Demon Tribulation? What about you? Did you get through the Heart Demon Tribulation quickly?"

Luo Qinghan's words became even more contemptuous, and the smile on his lips was almost unable to be suppressed.

"Oh? Two months. It only took me two hours."

hiss……

Ye Wuyou took a breath of cold air.

The weather was quite hot, and Ye Wuyou took a breath of hot air.

"I have accumulated a lot of experience and now I am stuck in the inner demon tribulation. It won't take two hours for me to break through the sixth realm to the seventh realm. Two minutes, two minutes will be enough."

"Such accumulation leads to a sudden burst of energy? Ye Wuyou, stop joking. I actually want to see how you accumulate so much energy and then burst it into action. Don't let accumulation of energy kill yourself. Ha, when I reach the seventh realm, I hope you can still stand and talk to me like you do now." Luo Qinghan chuckled.

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west..." Ye Wuyou said with his fist raised.

"Ye Wuyou, that idea is not popular now. My suggestion is that the dead are the greatest."

"you!"

"You, you, you... stop arguing." Lu Caiwei's voice sounded low, with a slightly sad look on her face.

Lu Caiwei tried to stop the fight, so Ye Wuyou naturally didn't say much, and just said, "Luo Qinghan, we'll see."

"Just wait and see? Ye Wuyou, when I reach the seventh realm, I will break both of your legs."

Luo Qinghan responded indifferently, then sneered with disdain.

But the brows that were tightly furrowed at first relaxed unconsciously.

The woman's eyebrows were curved, and a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, and the frost on her face was lessened.

But when Ye Wuyou saw this scene, he just felt that this guy became more hateful.

Well, what a vicious woman...

Such an ugly face is intolerable.

[How can this be absurd? How dare a mere furnace tripod bump into you? You really don't know what's good for you and need to be taught a lesson. You will no longer hesitate. At this moment, you will abandon your human identity and teach this vicious furnace tripod a lesson with your own actions. Tell her what cruelty is...]

Ye Wuyou curled his lips.

Forget it, forget it, I can’t beat him.

[When you think about it, you realize why you should waste your energy on this ant with a head that has a chest and buttocks? You change your strategy now. Fighting with force is too boring. Outwitting is the best strategy.]

What do you mean by head on chest and buttocks? Oh no...

What, the narrator can outsmart others?

The sun rises from the west, right?

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

But he still hesitated.

How to outsmart?

[Hehehe, just find a time to let the stuttering little furnace cauldron beside you have sex with you on the spot, and then find a magical skill to imprint it on the furnace cauldron. In a short while, the Taoist heart will surely collapse, and then you can do whatever you want with it, and from then on you can enjoy the happiness of having many wives and the joy of family life.]

Snapped.

Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan immediately turned their gazes over, and the two wolf demons that were curled up and shivering beside him all looked at Ye Wuyou in complete surprise.

The crisp sound echoed in the silent wasteland.

Ye Wuyou touched his red and swollen face and grinned.

"It's okay, there was just a mosquito."

The narration was too much, luckily I suppressed it with a slap.

But that familiar voice came from the side.

"Mosquito? Haha, I think there was a fool just now." Luo Qinghan said jokingly.

"Luo Qinghan you!"

Before Ye Wuyou finished speaking, he saw Luo Qinghan's aura suddenly burst out, and then his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, a strong sense of life and death crisis emerged in my mind.

(End of this chapter)