My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 416: There is no need for this, refine it in an instant (6200)
The dark and dry arm suddenly appeared on Ye Wuyou's body.

Even though they were just dry, skeleton-like arms, the force coming from them was increasing, as if it was going to penetrate into the flesh and blood.

This force is much heavier than before in the outside world.

This ghost hand...is it the thing in the Guimen coffin?

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly and was about to reach out to brush away the arms on his shoulders.

But the bluish-white demon stopped him at this moment.

"Donor, please don't cause trouble for yourself."

Looking at the other party, Ye Wuyou clearly saw that the blue-white demon's body seemed to have grown many black arms.

There were more ghost hands emerging from his body than from himself.

Looking aside.

Pulao had the largest body, and at this moment he let out a low roar, with dark arms all over his body.

Su Qingchen was curled up in the corner at this moment, gritting her teeth, but the dry ghost hands were all over her limbs.

"Why do you keep these things on you?" Ye Wuyou asked.

The bluish-white demon said nothing.

Because a dark and dry arm was slowly extending from its mouth.

The demon looked painful at this moment, but he opened his bloody mouth, revealing his sharp fangs.

It also allowed Ye Wuyou to clearly see the arm that was extending from the demon's throat at this moment.

Ye Wuyou frowned and looked at Pulao, finally understanding what the demon said to him.

Faced with those dark ghost hands appearing on his body, Pulao naturally reacted.

Bone spurs burst out from its body, piercing through and crushing all the black ghost hands.

But the next moment, the ghost hand that was pierced and crushed appeared on Pulao's body again.

And the number is greater than before.

Pulao roared repeatedly, with surprise and anger in his eyes, and used the bone spur again.

But as always.

The number of ghost hands was reduced at first, but then it increased.

Moreover, the ghost hand was now firmly pierced into Pulao's body, into his flesh and blood, becoming tighter and tighter.

The pain in his body continued to come. Ye Wuyou glanced around and found that the four people present, including himself, were suffering from the same pain.

It's just that there are differences in severity.

The number of "ghost hands" that appeared on his body was the least, and it was the same with Pulao before. Considering his body size, he did not have many ghost hands, but they increased after the other party broke his ghost hands.

The ghost hands on Su Qingchen's body had already wrapped around her limbs, and the bluish-white demon was undoubtedly the most serious at this moment.

"What is this."

Ye Wuyou spoke.

His body was shaking slightly without his control, and he was obviously in great pain.

But the voice remained calm.

It was as if the pain was nothing to worry about, and the "minor injury" seemed insignificant to him, and he felt nothing at all.

But the powerful blue-white demon was sweating profusely at this moment, and sticky liquid was constantly secreted from his body. His body was slightly bent, as if he was enduring great pain.

In the dark abyss, only the painful cries of Pulao and Su Qingchen echoed.

Time passed by little by little, and I didn't know how long it had been, a quarter of an hour, half an hour, or an hour?
The ghost hands that were entangled with everyone finally slowly faded away.

The bluish-white demon was now sitting on the ground, gasping for breath.

Su Qingchen still stayed in the corner, his arms around his knees, his whole body trembling, his eyes filled with fear that had not yet dissipated.

At this moment, Pulao was also humming and unable to utter a word.

Ye Wuyou looked down at the blood marks and dents on his body left by those ghost hands.

A low laugh sounded, and it was the blue-white demon that was looking at Ye Wuyou with a slightly fixed gaze.

"This is this damn place. I call it the 'Infernal Hell'. It is a torture that everyone has to go through... Today's is still considered a light punishment."

Inferno? Torture?
Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, but seemed to have thought of something, and looked towards the darkness not far away.

Ye Wuyou had been to the [Ghost Gate Coffin] several times.

As for what Ye Wuyou knew about this place, he only knew that there were countless black silts inside, and in the darkness, there were many black ghost hands like the one just now.

But at that time, the ghost hands in the [Ghost Gate Coffin] were not able to touch him, and were even extremely weak.

But now, it is completely different.

The bluish-white demon Buddha spoke with full conviction at this moment.

"I have been in this place for more than two years now, and have experienced this kind of torture countless times... Being in this purgatory is also a form of training."

"In order to attain enlightenment, this is the pain that I must endure. As long as I can get through this, I will naturally become a Buddha."

The green demon had regained some of his spirit at this moment. He clasped his hands together and began to recite scriptures softly.

Take this as a form of practice?
I haven't seen you for two years, and this evil Buddha is still thinking about becoming a Buddha?
Ye Wuyou shook his head, his expression indifferent.

"When will this torture you mentioned happen again?"

The bluish-white demon did not respond. At this moment, he lowered his head with a pious look, as if he was really chanting with all his heart.

A woman's weak and trembling voice came from the side, it was Su Qingchen.

"It's not fixed. Sometimes it's three days, sometimes it's five days. This time... it's only two days apart."

"And the longer you stay here, the worse your condition will be. From the outside to the inside of your body, you are only just getting started..."

It will get more serious as time goes by.

The green demon has been here for two years, and Su Qingchen should have been here for almost two months.

The previous "symptoms" of the two people were also different. Su Qingchen was much smaller than himself now, but the proportion of the ghost hands wrapped around his body was larger.

Not to mention the green demon, there are already arms extending from his body.

The "torture" on it should be the most severe among all the people present.

But the demon's condition was not bad and he still had some strength to spare.

Supernatural powers cannot fight against this weirdness, but weirdness can.

Is this adaptation?

Although the influence could not be completely eliminated, it allowed the demon to survive here for more than two years.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou slowly stared at the bluish-white demon with calm eyes.

The bluish-white demon cast a glance at him, but Ye Wuyou just nodded slightly at him, then looked at Su Qingchen and spoke calmly.

"Have you ever thought of other options?"

Su Qingchen was stunned. Facing Ye Wuyou's demonic gaze, he was startled at first, and then subconsciously felt fear and dodged.

But then, she said sadly.

"What can I do? There is no way. This cannot be resisted by any magical power. This is weird..."

"Have you seen the mud outside? Do you know where those ghost things in the mud come from..."

"One day, we will all become like those in the mud."

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Su Qingchen suddenly laughed and said with a somewhat crazy look on his face.

"Yes, all of us will turn into monsters in the dark mud, but I won't. I am already a dead person. I will not turn into a monster. I will just die here completely."

Su Qingchen was a little mentally disturbed, but Ye Wuyou didn't care.

Instead, the blue-white demon who had been chanting scriptures suddenly spoke.

"What the female donor said is right. We will only be assimilated by those things here. Once those ghost things are all over our bodies, everything will be over."

Ye Wuyou asked: "Have you ever thought about leaving?"

The bluish-white demon was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.

"Of course I have thought about it and have searched for it for a long time, but there is no way to leave here."

Ye Wuyou shook his head.

Seeing this, the blue-white demon let out a light exclamation, then clasped his hands together and asked Ye Wuyou like an extremely devout Buddhist.

"Do you think what I said is false?"

Ye Wuyou then shook his head.

Facing the gradually doubtful look of the bluish-white demon, he spoke lightly, his voice calm and without a trace of unnecessary emotion.

"What you say is true."

"Oh, then why does the donor have doubts?" The bluish-white demon showed an interested look.

Ye Wuyou said lightly.

"It's normal that you can't find a way to leave, but that doesn't mean I can't find one."

The bluish-white demon was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter with a strange look in his eyes, but he did not argue with Ye Wuyou about this matter.

Instead, he spoke thoughtfully.

"Interesting, interesting. The donor truly has an extremely pure state of mind without form. I am amazed by it."

Ye Wuyou stood calmly, unmoved.

But there was a sneer in his heart.

Those words again.

What is the formless state of mind?
I have long ceased to be in the state of “no one”.

This blue-white demon is truly an idiot. The reason why he is so determined now is only because he has overcome the calamity of his inner demon.

Speaking of which, how did you overcome the inner tribulation at that time?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, shifted his gaze slightly, and stopped looking at him.

The means to leave this place...

If the [Ghost Gate Coffin] is still under Ye Wuyou's control, opening the coffin will be a piece of cake.

But now Ye Wuyou knows that he has lost the [Ghost Gate Coffin].

[Ghost Gate Coffin] corroded everything and left his body.

Now that I think about it, the strange area must have opened up on its own above Beiyuan.

In this case, unless someone can reintegrate into the Guimen Coffin and open the coffin door, there is only a chance for him to leave.

No, not possible.

But it is very small, almost non-existent.

Ye Wuyou finally understood why he had to run for a long time every time he wanted to leave the [Ghost Door Coffin]

Even if someone was lucky enough to break through the strange domain and happened to merge into the [Strange Door Coffin], and then happened to use the [Strange Door Coffin] to open the door.

Even so, the "exit" that is not only unknown but also far away makes it completely impossible for oneself to leave.

leave……

Ye Wuyou suddenly thought of something.

"Donor, I give you this. If you can survive this disaster, it may help you avoid eternal damnation."

The little monk gave him a finger when they said goodbye for the last time.

In the past, the little monk once gave himself a finger, and after using it, he was able to step into the world of [Identity Replacement] again.

And now the use of this finger.

Ye Wuyou's mind moved slightly, and then he understood.

There is no solution to weirdness, and the only thing to fight weirdness is weirdness.

In order to open the door of the [Ghost Coffin], besides actively mastering it, the only thing left is - [Key]

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou's expression was calm.

He could leave at any time.

But before leaving here, he still had three things to do.

First, Pulao is going to die.

Secondly, the [Ghost Gate Coffin] in his body is no longer there, leaving a vacant space for the remains of a Great Dao, which might be able to fill it...

Third...

The most important point.

Why would the bluish-white demon that was eliminated by the [True or False Judgment] appear at the bottom of the abyss of this [Strange Coffin].

Ye Wuyou wants to figure this out.

Let me put it in a different way.

His current appearance is not "Ye Wuyou", but this kind of "inhuman" monster.

And a very important point: none of the two demons present knew their own names.

As thoughts emerged in his mind, Ye Wuyou turned his head slightly and looked at Su Qingchen on the side.

"How did you get trapped here?" He pretended not to know.

Su Qingchen was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

"I once boasted that I was invincible in my realm. In my era, I only lost to one person. I never thought that I would meet someone now..."

Ye Wuyou interrupted.

"Speak the key."

Su Qingchen trembled and then said.

"I... I met a man. He was a young man holding a knife. He was tall, not thin, but not fat either. He had two eyes, a mouth and a nose. He looked very good... Don't worry, don't worry. His cultivation level was similar to mine, but he was indeed much better than me. He also had some strange things in his body. In the end, he sealed me in this place."

"I don't hate him. If I were a living person and he were dead, I would do the same. I just hate that guy for being so powerful. Why didn't he just beat me into ashes? Now, it's me who was bewildered. Why did I tremble at that time? Woo woo woo..."

Su Qingchen choked up as he spoke, and it seemed that he really regretted being so rude.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, and finally let go of the other person's hand.

He only let the other party speak and did not let Su Qingchen describe his appearance.

However, I think no one can detect this extremely abstract description.

But the bluish-white demon's expression paused slightly at this moment, then he looked at Su Qingchen and spoke indifferently.

"Holding a knife, a young man, good-looking, with eyes and a nose..."

"I ended up here because of this person. I think that person should be the same as the one you met."

For the first time, Ye Wuyou's mood showed a slight change.

He was puzzled.

No, who doesn’t have eyes and nose? There are a lot of men with knives in the world.

Is this a description you can relate to?
Can't you just associate yourself with someone simply because he or she is good-looking and has these characteristics?
The voice was heard again, and it was the demon speaking to Su Qingchen.

"Like you, I don't hate him. If I meet him again, I will thank him for giving me this opportunity to practice."

The bluish-white demon's voice was low at first, then it became louder, he raised his head, clasped his hands together, and chanted loudly.

"He sent me to the hell of endless suffering, but I will repay him with kindness and send him to paradise! That is the real paradise, without worries and pain."

The blue-white demon had a pious look on his face. Su Qingchen was stunned as he listened and could only utter one sentence after a long while.

"Then you are a very nice person..."

What is this nonsense?

Ye Wuyou naturally knew what the other party meant by bliss.

However, Ye Wuyou no longer had time to care about the Qingbai Demon and Su Qingchen.

Because Pulao also twisted his body at this moment, responding to the words just spoken by the two.

Pulao, who was seriously injured and covered with scars, lay on the ground, but his expression was full of excitement.

The man with the knife, the young man, the man with stunning appearance.

Am I not standing in front of you right now?

It seems like everyone was sent here by him.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. If I don’t take revenge today, when will I?
Thinking of this, Pulao was about to speak.

“This king also…”

But then, a huge force came, and Ye Wuyou suddenly stepped on its head, interrupting its words.

"Evil beast, if you hadn't insisted on being my enemy, how could this demon king have set foot in that strange territory!!!"

Ye Wuyou's expression was ferocious, with undisguised anger showing in his eyes.

The Qi burst out and suddenly hit Pulao who was seriously injured at the moment.

Pulao had no room to resist at this moment.

He was first severely injured by Ye Wuyou, but he still had some strength left. But then he met the blue-white demon Buddha.

A cross-era magical power filled with "spiritual power" failed to kill the blue-white demon, and so the nightmare began.

The latter continued to finish off the beast, causing it to have already exhausted its strength.

The Qingbai Demon Buddha and Su Qingchen were stunned by this scene.

Just now, weren't you as calm as still water, as if you wouldn't care even if the sky fell?

Why are you so angry now?
However, both of them also knew that Ye Wuyou and Pulao seemed to have a grudge against each other at the moment, because they both fell here at the same time, and each of them had injuries all over their bodies.

The bluish-white demon had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then he spoke softly, his voice sounding as if he was smiling.

But it was a consolation.

"Donor, why do you have to do this? Our fates are predetermined here. If you hate it so much because it landed here, it is better to let it suffer the punishment it deserves in this hell."

This was also the reason why the Qingbai Demon Buddha had spared the other party's life.

In this hellish place where people are being tortured, there is one more being, who is also watching them being tortured.

But Ye Wuyou didn't care at the moment and didn't stop what he was doing at all.

The people present only heard a sneer from Ye Wuyou.

"You, a demon Buddha, have really spent your entire life practicing for nothing. I thought you would have something to say, but now it seems so ridiculous."

These words made the blue-white demon's expression instantly become extremely gloomy.

He slowly stood up, staring at Ye Wuyou's back, with a sinister murderous look in his eyes, but his voice was still calm and doubtful, as if a disciple was seeking scriptures, and he opened his mouth to ask.

"What do you mean, benefactor?"

Ye Wuyou suddenly punched Pulao again, and the powerful force almost pierced through the dragon's head.

At this moment, Pulao was only breathing out but not breathing in.

He then turned around and faced the blue-white demon Buddha. He stood straight, his eyes expressionless and without a trace of emotion, looking down at the other party.

"I have just been thrown into this purgatory because of this beast. It will suffer endless pain and torture, but I do not hate this beast. Instead, I complain with virtue and send it to paradise so that it will not suffer such pain."

"This is just as you said. I agree that you are devoted to Buddhism, so I naturally agree with your words."

"But you don't understand what I have done. You just think that I am blinded by hatred. So, even if you practice for a thousand or ten thousand years and endure endless suffering, you will never become a Buddha."

"So, what's wrong with that?"

Su Qingchen, who was curled up in the corner eating melon, had a dazed look on his face.

Learn and apply it in practice, right?

It is said that this great demon has a powerful state of mind and a strong cultivation ability. I really could not have imagined this.

When the blue-white demon Buddha heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and the anger and gloom in his eyes slowly dissipated.

But it still stood there hesitantly.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the other person lightly, then stretched out one hand and placed it in front of his chest.

He spoke quietly.

"Amitabha."

As soon as these words came out.

The blue-white demon Buddha no longer hesitated.

At this moment, he suddenly took a step forward and ran towards Ye Wuyou.

His fists were clenched tightly, and veins bulged on his pale skin.

Ye Wuyou's face was calm and he didn't dodge or evade.

The bodies are staggered.

The powerful blow hit Pulao hard.

Then, it penetrated suddenly.

Break its last breath and put an end to Pulao.

There was still disbelief in Pulao's eyes at the last moment.

If eyes could speak, Pulao must be talking.

You, why?
Why are you hitting me?

Hit him!!!
But the last glimmer of light dimmed.

After doing all this, the blue-white demon Buddha looked at Ye Wuyou with a pious expression. The demon Buddha, covered in blood, looked contented at this moment, as if he had received great teachings.

“The donor has great wisdom.”

Is it?

Ye Wuyou's aura was calm.

This is not great wisdom at all, it's just a fallacy.

But it doesn't matter at this moment.

Pulao is dead, the first thing has been done.

Next…

Ye Wuyou was startled for a moment, then spoke to himself.

"I forgot about it."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand towards Pulao's body.

The blue-white demon Buddha at the side hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Donor, do you want its flesh and blood to replenish yourself so that you can go through the training here?"

The demon Buddha had to care.

It left the opponent with a breath, and had been devouring Pulao's flesh and blood because it also needed to replenish itself.

【Adaptation】can help it barely endure it all.

But his figure and breath were even weaker than when he was trapped in the underground palace.

This Pulao's flesh and blood is extremely precious to the Qingbai Demon Buddha.

But Ye Wuyou didn't care.

flesh?
He knew that Pulao's flesh and blood had some uses, as he had eaten them before.

But what he wants now is not flesh and blood.

The demon wants this flesh and blood to resist the "torture" here, but Ye Wuyou will not stay here for long. This flesh and blood is like chicken ribs to him.

He doesn't want to eat raw meat and drink blood.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou glanced at the blue-white demon and said calmly.

"Flesh and blood, I don't need it."

"Then donor..." The blue-white demon Buddha seemed to be relieved, but his words were a little doubtful.

"What I want is its 'soul'."

Soul?

The demon Buddha thought about it.

I am a demon, a Buddha, not a devil.

If you devour souls too much, you will become a fool.

The demon Buddha doesn't need it.

"Then please do as you wish, benefactor." The blue and white demon Buddha said with a smile.

Ye Wuyou has already taken action.

A huge but extremely weak "soul" was extracted from Pulao by Ye Wuyou and was almost dissipated.

But even so, the moment the soul appeared, the Qingbai Demon Buddha and Su Qingchen changed their expressions.

It was a very strange spirit. Why did it look so weak, yet it felt completely different from the spirits I had seen before?

Just like the difference between "quality" and "quantity".

Looking at this "spirit", Ye Wuyou smiled gently and was about to reach out his hand.

But there were words of comfort coming from beside me.

It was the demon Buddha who spoke.

"Be careful, benefactor. This strange soul cannot be swallowed directly. Otherwise, even if you refine the soul, your mind will be overwhelmed by the residual consciousness. I have some means prepared here. You only need to..."

The voice was interrupted.

"It's not necessary."

Ye Wuyou looked indifferent and grabbed Pulao's soul.

Refined instantly!

(End of this chapter)