My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 402: This is what the King asked him to do/Dead people are more useful than living people
Lu Caiwei walked alone in this dim passage of flesh and blood, holding a sword, with a calm expression.

The hallucinogenic smell floating around and the mucus that was enough to corrode a practitioner with great supernatural powers had no effect on her at all.

Xia Anmeng's voice rang in Lu Caiwei's heart.

"If what I saw earlier was correct, this monster might be Pulao."

"Pulao?"

Lu Caiwei's eyes were slightly stunned.

"Pulao, ancient books say that a dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of whom is Pulao. Dragons are lustful, and Pulao is the son conceived by them and the golden toad..."

Lu Caiwei's eyes became more and more strange.

"Hey, isn't it just a toad?"

"You're wrong. It's the golden toad. That's what the book says." Xia Anmeng corrected.

"But I am also surprised. Is there really such a monster in the world? It is simply unbelievable..."

There was a hint of sigh and doubt in Xia Anmeng's words.

At the moment when everyone was swallowed, everyone else tried their best to escape, but Xia Anmeng paid more attention.

The experience gained from thousands of years of experience is always much higher than that of other people.

The appearance of the dragon-shaped beast head reminded Xia Anmeng of some descriptions in ancient books.

But in the eyes of many people, ancient books are just ancient books after all, and the various events recorded in them are nothing more than processed stories.

For example, where are ghosts in this world?
Xia Anmeng has been practicing till now, and has never seen anyone turn into a ghost after death.

But then again, why are there so many strange stories circulating in the market? Even the Taoist sect has special records of exorcism techniques? Even the magic skills include the art of controlling and refining souls?

The world is truly strange.

But no matter what, when Xia Anmeng saw the monster, he immediately realized that the ancient books did not seem to be all "stories".

"Speaking of which, where is that kid Ye Wuyou? Isn't the belly of this Pulao a bit too big? How big is it exactly?"

Lu Caiwei didn't say anything, so Xia Anmeng spoke again and again.

The master spoke and the disciple listened quietly.

Lu Caiwei was different from Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan. Even though she was swallowed into this place, she did not fall into a coma and remained awake the whole time.

At this moment, we have been traveling in the belly of this giant beast for about an hour, but still haven't seen the second figure.

Worry gradually appeared in Lu Caiwei's eyes.

Xia Anmeng's voice rang out at the right time.

"Are you worried about that kid?"

Lu Caiwei nodded subconsciously, but then froze for a moment, and then quickly added hesitantly.

"Also, there is Qinghan..."

Xia Anmeng was silent at first, then chuckled, her voice casual.

"That woman's realm is higher than yours. She is just one step away from reaching the realm of my teacher and disciple. You are fine, so what can happen to her?"

“But Ye Ye Ye Ye Wu You he…”

Xia Anmeng interrupted.

"Don't worry. Earlier in the Pavilion Master's Dao Domain, I saw that kid was very confident. He obviously has another trump card."

"True card?"

Lu Caiwei's eyes froze. She had indeed not noticed these things before. She only remembered that Ye Wuyou was beaten badly and his hand was broken...

"But he he he was injured so badly..."

Are you hurt?
Xia Anmeng naturally saw Ye Wuyou's miserable condition.

But...a broken hand is actually nothing to a man.

But a tear that big at the waist is very serious.

I don’t know if it has hurt my kidneys, and whether it will still be useful in the future?

Will a bad back affect my spiritual practice?

Is there any medicine that can repair kidneys?
"Master, Master..." Lu Caiwei called softly.

The little head shook, and there was a hint of doubt in the clear eyes.

Why isn't the master talking anymore?
Xia Anmeng came back to her senses, feeling a little surprised. What was she thinking about just now?
What does Ye Wuyou’s kidney have to do with her?

but……

"Don't worry about him. He was normal at the time, which means he's fine. If he really gets into a life-and-death situation, he... will be different." Xia Anmeng said softly.

"normal?"

Lu Caiwei didn't understand, and Xia Anmeng didn't explain.

But my mind couldn't help but recall the night in the Dayan Imperial City and Ye Wuyou whom I met that night.

At that time, Ye Wuyou had stepped into the second level of the Formless Heart Sutra, where all living beings have no form.

Is he powerful?

No, in Xia Anmeng's eyes, Ye Wuyou at that time was just a beginner in the fourth realm.

But Xia Anmeng vaguely felt that even though Ye Wuyou had not practiced at all at that time, he was not afraid of any practitioner.

To say fearless may be a bit inappropriate.

Xia Anmeng felt that in Ye Wuyou's eyes at that time...

Others, including myself.

It seemed that he didn't take them seriously and didn't treat them as adults.

Is that Ye Wuyou’s trump card?
After walking forward for about another quarter of an hour, the creeping walls around us gradually narrowed until they became a narrow passage.

And the flesh-and-blood colored wall gradually became transparent at this moment.

It is no longer flesh and blood, but a crystal-like existence, like the veins of a tree branch.

Xia Anmeng looked around, thinking in her heart, and finally seemed to have thought of something.

"The surroundings... are somewhat similar to the meridians in the human body. Maybe we can find a way out?" Xia Anmeng's words were a little uncertain.

The road became narrower and narrower, and Lu Caiwei showed a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

The stuffy air, the gradually narrowing passage, and the pitch-black front.

Darkness and gloom represent the unknown.

Lu Caiwei clenched the sword in her hand.

After practicing to the sixth level, Lu Caiwei already had a sense of premonition.

She sensed danger ahead.

Suddenly, an extremely faint sound came from the front.

pat, pat...

That was the sound of human footsteps.

It was the sound of stepping on the squirming flesh and blood ground.

Although the sound was subtle, it was unusually empty.

But why are there empty footsteps sounds in this increasingly narrow passage?
I scanned it with my mind, but couldn't see through the darkness.

who is it?

But then, there was a loud roar and a strong fluctuation of energy.

Lu Caiwei's eyes flickered slightly.

This powerful energy let her know who the person in front of her was.

But she did not leave. Instead, she lightly tapped the sword and then walked away.

If the walls and floor that were the color of flesh and blood before were the "belly" of the monster Pulao.

Then the crystal clear and transparent passages with a faint bloodshot look like the blood vessels and meridians in the body of this monster.

And where does this "meridian" lead to?

Lu Caiwei's pace became faster and faster, and finally, she reached the end of the vein.

The scene changed in an instant.

Cheerful and open.

The scene that came into view made Lu Caiwei slightly stunned.

I was standing on the edge of this vein channel, and in front of me was a circular and empty "place" with a huge height difference.

Human beings in it are like ants in a barrel.

In addition, what meets the eye are countless densely packed, transparent and crystal clear "vein" channels.

Those veins surround and are distributed in all directions of the "barrel", but the place they ultimately lead to is the center of the barrel.

Although I don't know what it means, one thing is clear.

This is still inside the body of the monster Pulao.

How big is this Pulao?

But what attracted Lu Caiwei's attention at this moment was not the strange changes around her.

But it is the person and soul at the center of the "barrel".

A gigantic beast was quietly circling in the field, with a dragon head and a beast body, two horns on its head, and traces of time all over its body.

Pulao.

Although the giant beast's body was extremely solid, almost indistinguishable from a real monster, the ripples that appeared on its body from time to time still represented one thing.

It's just the soul.

But it has already exceeded ordinary people's understanding of the soul.

Pulao did not make any movement, but just a slight glance, and a powerful aura impacted everything around him.

Lu Caiwei stood at the edge, her sleeves rustling in the wind, but the sword in her hand did not move at all.

"Don't move..." Xia Anmeng reminded.

Of course Lu Caiwei wouldn't move.

Because Pulao was not looking at her at the moment.

It was another person on the field.

[Magic Power: Killing the Impermanence]

[Magic Power Chaos Wolf]

Chains and blood sickles were flying wildly in this empty field, filled with blood and extremely sharp.

However, Xing Dao's brows remained furrowed, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.

Just a slight glance from that spirit, and his magical powers collapsed.

Even though the monster in front of him was only its spirit, it gave him an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Where does this monster come from in this world?
"Who are you..." A vague voice came from the distance.

Xing Dao did not reply.

At this moment, the huge beast finally moved. It stretched out its front paws and waved them towards Xing Dao in the air.

Xing Dao suddenly staggered back, and suddenly made a gesture with his fingertips in front of him, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Do I really have to use the Dao Realm twice in a short period of time? Can I bear it?
do not care.

"Whose bell is this around your waist?"

The voice came again, questioning.

Bell? Xing Dao was stunned, then he realized something.

It was the bell that the Lord had entrusted to him, and it contained a hint of the spirit of the wind.

It is a token of your majesty.

Does the monster in front of you know your Majesty? Are they acquaintances? Or are they mortal enemies?

No matter how you think about it, they should be enemies, right?

After all, His Majesty has ordered Daxuan to support "Dayan" in fighting against the demon clan.

He couldn't say anything careless, but now he had no choice but to say it.

Xing Dao thought over and over again, and finally made up his mind.

Take a gamble...

If you lose the bet, open the Dao Realm and fight desperately.

"I am here to do this for Your Excellency, so I hope you can give me some favors."

The sharp claw that was waving again suddenly paused.

Xing Dao was stunned, then realized something.

Useful, really useful!
This big guy really knows Your Majesty.

And they don't seem to be enemies?

But why did Your Majesty get acquainted with this monster... shouldn't you just crush it to death?

"Oh? That guy...what did he ask you to do?" A vague voice sounded.

Xing Dao paused for a moment, then he ignored the matter about the sacred tree and answered.

"Looking for someone, looking for a remnant soul. That remnant soul is attached to someone."

The monster was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly in a questioning voice.

"That guy has some relationship with me. I fell into a deep sleep and just woke up. Do you know who cut down the sacred tree on Qingqiu?"

Xing Dao was sweating profusely, but he finally remained calm and spoke seriously.

"That's exactly who I'm looking for."

Is it?

Sword energy suddenly appeared in the open space, and the sword intent was sharp and powerful.

Along with the sword intent, there was also a voice.

Lu Caiwei still stood there, witnessing everything, but finally spoke up.

"He he he lied."

The sacred tree was not cut down by Ye Wuyou.

Xing Dao immediately cast a look over at him, glaring angrily.

Lu Caiwei stopped talking and just raised the sword in her hand lightly.

The monster Pulao didn't seem to care at this moment and just smiled faintly.

"It's okay. I don't mind. You are the old man's subordinate, so I won't make things difficult for you. Since he wants to find someone, I will help him."

Xing Dao was stunned at first, then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

No, does this monster have such a good relationship with Your Majesty?

"That old fellow, I don't think he said more than that. I have only been awake for a short time and I know very little. Tell me, what else did my old friend say?"

Xing Dao felt a little hesitant.

What else did that lord say?

Let me find the spirit of the sacred tree as the medicine, let me find the spirit of the wind...

In addition to this, there is “Support Da Yan”.

Xing Dao was not stupid. Although he did not lend a helping hand to Dayan, he knew clearly along the way that the monster in front of him might be the culprit of this monster disaster?

And His Majesty wants everyone in Daxuan to help Dayan to fight against the demon race...

People are people, monsters are monsters.

Your Majesty is a human being, and only Xingdao recognizes him.

For many years in Daxuan, from the initial end of disputes to the current peace, the shadow of Your Majesty has always been there.

Including the recent events, all of them prove that the Lord, no matter what the details are, at least stands on the side of the human race...

Can you say that?
But someone spoke for him.

The voice was slow but firm.

"That Lord, he, he wants people to support Da Yan, come, come and kill you..."

Back then in Daxuan, when His Majesty asked the immortal messenger to pass on the message and give orders, Lu Caiwei was also present.

It was that one sentence that directly ended the remaining disputes in the field.

As soon as these words were spoken, Xing Dao's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

This little girl is really not afraid of death. How can she say such words? Doesn't she want to live a few more days?

But now he is in the body of a monster, and the peace at this moment is also the result of the "old friend" relationship between Your Majesty and the monster.

This one sentence can directly destroy the relationship between the two.

Xing Dao hurriedly explained and tried to make amends.

"No, that's not what Your Majesty meant. He..."

what does that mean?
The criminal code cannot explain it.

It is a fact that Daxuan supports Dayan, and it is also a fact that the Lord has ordered them to provide support to fight against the demon clan.

"Ha ha……"

Pulao did not speak, but the sound came from his stomach. The empty land was filled with the echo of his laughter.

The smile touches the heart.

Xing Dao's eyes were gloomy and he didn't know what to say, but he was already prepared to open the Dao Realm and try to escape from this place.

But the voice came with a faint smile, and in the smile, there was a hint of satisfaction.

"Don't worry about it. This is an agreement between me and that old guy. This has been anticipated..."

"It was this king who asked him to do this. After all, the cultivators of Da Yan were at too low a level, and the amount of blood was not enough..."

"But it's still not enough right now. Strange, is it because there are not enough people coming to support us? We should ask that old guy to send more people..."

His pupils shrank slightly, and Xing Dao even couldn't believe what he heard.

What do you mean?
Is the so-called "support for Da Yan" actually sending people over to be killed by these monsters?
Xingdao does not understand and cannot understand.

What is this for?

Xing Dao doesn't think he is a good person.

He had ulterior motives in training Ji Wuye. He attacked Ye Wuyou for his own practice, and he used courtesy before force towards Luo Qinghan.

If killing people can improve one's cultivation, Xingdao wouldn't mind killing a few more people.

But Xing Dao is at least a human being.

Otherwise, he would not have been responsible for suppressing [annihilation] for so many years.

So when he heard these words at this moment, he felt a subtle sense of relief in his heart.

Daxuan did not come this time, and the support was changed to "supplies".

I must calm the monster down now, just keep it calm.

After I return, I will immediately tell the other people in the Seventh Realm about this matter.

There were calm words coming from my ears.

"This king is very satisfied with you, and it is great that you are valued by my old friend..."

"For now, how about working for this king?"

Xing Dao took a deep breath and finally answered respectfully.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have already followed you, Your Excellency. I hope..."

"It won't take long." Pulao said calmly.

The words were plain, but they revealed a sense of urgency.

Xing Dao was silent.

Just hold it steady. Just hold it steady.

I want to go back alive, bring the news back to Daxuan, and get the reward from the Lord, obtain the Dao Fruit, and step into the Eight Realms of Tianxuan...

Xing Dao finally nodded and asked.

"I wonder what you want me to do, sir?"

Pulao spoke slowly.

"Some ants got into my body earlier. I wanted to digest them directly, but that guy had some tricks..."

"One of them is a man. This king is very interested in him. Go and bring him back, regardless of his life or death..."

There was a gleam in Xing Dao's eyes, and then he nodded respectfully.

My feeling turned out to be correct.

Ye Wuyou, ah Ye Wuyou, apart from Feng Xinling, it seems that you have quite a few secrets.

Xing Dao decided to ask first when he captured the other party.

He turned to leave.

But in a flash, dry tree branches came from the darkness at an extremely fast speed, piercing his heart like tentacles.

His eyes suddenly paused, and Xing Dao showed anger.

He turned around suddenly, and with one hand he made a gesture to activate the Dao Domain.

【Domain Expansion】

【Iron chain link】

A black sphere suddenly appeared in this empty space.

It’s just that it’s much smaller than the previous range of more than a hundred feet.

In the Dao Realm, Xing Dao is the master of this area. The power of his own magical powers has doubled. He can detect every move of others, and the rest will be suppressed.

But countless dry branches were flying towards them quickly, densely packed and endless.

Those are dry tree roots.

The roots of the sacred tree.

Xing Dao was surprised to find that those tree roots were not affected by his own Dao domain.

The blood sickle spun rapidly, continuously cutting off the roots of the sacred trees.

"Why!"

He spoke suddenly, but his voice was directed to the Pulao.

I have already promised everything.

A desolate and somewhat tired voice came slowly.

"Didn't you notice along the way? Those other monsters..."

"What?" Xing Dao didn't understand.

"Dead people are more useful than living people. This king only wants dead people to do things for me..."

(End of this chapter)