My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 424: Triple Dao Realm, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?

The snowflakes on the green mountains are as big as a mat, and they are blown down to the Xuanyuan Terrace.

This is the scene in Lingxue Pavilion at this moment.

Summer goes and autumn comes, but in August the sky is covered with snow.

Even the most slow-witted disciples in the pavilion realized what had happened at this moment. They ran out of the houses and looked up at the sky above the snow-capped mountain.

On the steps of the mountain road, everyone was standing there in a daze. Even Lu Chen, who loved to watch the fun, couldn't utter a word at this moment.

The old woman in black robe, who had been looking at Ye Wuyou with a cold eye and waiting for him to be killed by the immortal master, now had a look that gradually changed from mocking at the beginning to gloomy.

There was a whistling air, which turned into a biting cold wind and blew up thousands of snowdrifts.

All this was just because of the two figures standing side by side in the air.

Everything happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.

Ye Wuyou spoke three simple sentences in a calm and clear voice, but they sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

This is the scene that follows.

Seven realms versus six realms.

The gap between their realms is like a chasm in the eyes of the world.

How can the sixth realm compete with the seventh realm?
But what was shown in front of everyone at this moment was the Immortal Master of the Seventh Realm being suppressed.

The wind and thunder howled, and the tip of the knife blossomed.

After the sword raised the wind and thunder, the wind and thunder rose again.

The blood-colored blade was extremely fast, and there was no need to make hand gestures or seals to perform magical powers, which also consumed a lot of energy.

But does it consume energy?

Ye Wuyou's aura was vigorous at this moment, as if it was endless.

"They're crazy, all of them. How dare Ye Wuyou attack the Immortal Master?" Master Zhang could no longer endure it and was about to step out.

Wang Ting looked at this scene and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop it.

But then, Master Zhang turned his head and stared at him, with a very sneering tone.

"Junior brother, is this the destined person you chose?"

As for the previous feud between Ye Wuyou and the Five Elements Sect, Master Zhang could pretend not to see it and not interfere.

Firstly, he knew that Ye Wuyou and the leader of the Five Elements Sect had some grudges before. Secondly, after all, he represented Baiyun Temple, not the Five Elements Sect which could be controlled by Ye Wuyou.

But now, Master Zhang can no longer stand idly by.

That is the Immortal Master.

Behind the Immortal Master is Your Excellency.

It was an existence that was once able to change the situation in Daxuan, and it was an existence that could enable all sects and schools to step into the Seven Realms of Taoism.

It is an existence that he cannot understand.

As if thinking of this, Wang Ting's expression showed some hesitation for the first time, and the hand he stretched out was a little stiff.

Master Zhang then sneered, stepped out, and soared into the sky.

Wang Ting had a complicated expression. He raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky. His old eyes were full of doubt and confusion.

He doesn't understand.

Why did Ye Wuyou do this?

Why do you have to fight with the Immortal Master?

Doesn’t he know that behind the Immortal Master is the Lord?

No matter how confusing the message sent by the Lord today was, it definitely helped Dayan.

But then, a thunderous sound was heard from the sky, and a figure fell straight down, smashing into the mountain, raising thousands of piles of snow.

It was that immortal master.

The latter was in a disheveled state at the moment. He climbed out of the snow pile, glared at the sky, and said in a cold voice.

"You are disrespectful to the Immortal Master. No matter who you are, you deserve to die."

Ye Wuyou's figure was suspended high in the air, looking down at the ground with an indifferent gaze. Hearing this, he shook his head slightly with a smile on his lips.

"You are so weak but you are called the Immortal Master, then who am I?"

The anger in the figure's eyes grew even stronger, but he did not dare to be distracted any longer and did not even speak a word.

Because Ye Wuyou was already holding a knife and leaning down from a high altitude.

The sun shines brightly, illuminating the snow-capped mountains. The blood-red blade is rendered by the white light, adding a bit of deadly brilliance.

But then, the immortal master's eyes froze, and he sneered.

The blade, which was as powerful as a bamboo, now seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Ye Wuyou’s eyes paused slightly.

The scenery around me changed its position in an instant.

[Magic Powers: Qimen Dunjia]

Master Zhang's figure slowly emerged from the air, his face simple and elegant, with mysterious spells in his hands.

But it was he who stepped in to help the Immortal Master break out of this siege.

Ye Wuyou looked at the other party indifferently, then pulled out the blade that was stuck in the quagmire.

The handle of the knife flipped gently in his hand, ripples echoed on the blade, and even the tip of the knife trembled slightly.

Master Zhang stared intently, but did not dare to relax the magic formula in his hands at all.

The old immortal looked at Ye Wuyou quietly, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Only then did he realize that this might be the first time he had examined Ye Wuyou so seriously.

From the last meeting of the seven sects to now, only a few months have passed, less than half a year.

But he was already enough to make himself frightened.

Do not……

When was the first time I heard the three words "Ye Wuyou"?

Yes.

During the last gathering, someone mentioned that Ye Wuyou had come to Daxuan only a year or so ago.

At that time, the opponent was still weak and had just entered the fourth realm of cultivation.

A year and a half...

The changes in the Luo family, the decline of the Lu family, the mysterious area of ​​Nanning, and the gathering of the seven sects all show the presence of the other party.

And now, at this moment.

Master Zhang couldn't think about it any further at this moment. Firstly, he had no time, and secondly, he didn't want to.

But he couldn't let Ye Wuyou kill the Immortal Master in front of him.

He just cautiously trapped Ye Wuyou with the strange formation, and finally spoke with doubt.

"Ye Wuyou, before we start, can I ask you a question?"

Ye Wuyou looked over, his eyes seemed to be filled with thought.

Then he nodded slightly.

When the old immortal saw this, he was about to speak.

But the blade in Ye Wuyou's hand had already flown out.

The bloody blade flew through the air like a meteor, leaving a streak of bloody light and shadow.

Master Zhang paused slightly, then there was a look of astonishment in his eyes, and his figure slowly disappeared in front of Ye Wuyou.

But it is an illusion.

The changes in the surrounding scenery all returned to their original positions at this moment.

Ripples flickered, and Master Zhang's figure reappeared in another direction.

His expression was solemn, but his aura was somewhat scattered.

Three inches in front of him, a blood-red blade was hanging.

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand, and the blade spun back and fell steadily into his hand. His slender five fingers gently grasped the handle.

A calm voice spoke.

"I don't like talking to guys who hide behind my back."

After a slight pause, Ye Wuyou turned his gaze back to Master Zhang.

"Now, you can ask."

Master Zhang was feeling very anxious at this moment.

After all, he is not a pure warrior like Ye Wuyou, who mainly practices formations.

He thought that with the uniqueness of his seventh realm, he could trap Ye Wuyou with the strange door.

Of course I won't show my true self to anyone.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, it was easily seen through.

Master Zhang took a deep breath at this moment, and finally asked the question in his mind.

"Ye Wuyou, the Lord has instructed us to support Da Yan. This is to help you. It would be fine if you don't feel grateful, but why do you have to be his enemy? Now you even want to murder the Immortal Master?"

The voice was not concealed and spread.

This question is also a concern in many people's minds.

If the feud between Ye Wuyou and the Five Elements Sect could still be barely explained, this time, they all couldn't understand it.

The immortal master was also standing with his hands behind his back, his aura rippling, standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

But his eyes did not show the same doubt as the others, and there was a faint glimmer in them.

That kid, do you know?
But soon, a response came with a smile.

"Support Da Yan? You are wrong. They just want you to die. Master Zhang, I have to say that your cleverness in taking advantage of the loophole and only sending supplies without providing reinforcements can be regarded as indirectly saving countless lives in Da Xuan."

to death?

Everyone was stunned, except for the Immortal Master, whose eyes gradually became gloomy.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze from Master Zhang, took a step slowly, looked down at his feet, and then spoke.

"You want to fill up the Luo River with life and death, summon the spirit, and create what you call a paradise. Do you really think I don't know?"

The words were vague, but Master Zhang had lived for hundreds of years after all, and his mind was meticulous, and Ye Wuyou's expression was so determined.

Even if he didn't know Ye Wuyou very well, he had at least heard about Ye Wuyou's temperament many times.

Master Zhang hesitated for a moment, looked towards the immortal master on the top of the mountain, and asked.

"Mr. Envoy, what about this matter?"

Facing the "doubt" in Master Zhang's words, the gloom in the immortal master's eyes disappeared at some point, his expression became calm, he let out a light sigh, and his tone was somewhat disdainful.

"Master Zhang, did you listen to this kid's nonsense? If sending you to Dayan means you will die, then why didn't you send anyone? How can the situation in Dayan be improved now?"

Master Zhang was stunned for a moment. What he said made sense.

Even Dayan won't lose, so why can I, Daxuan, be said to be seeking death?

But when he wanted to question Ye Wuyou again, his eyes froze.

Where is Ye Wuyou?

Where is Ye Wuyou who was so big in front of me just now?
Then, his eyes suddenly looked downwards.

Ye Wuyou suddenly appeared in front of the immortal master.

The supernatural power suddenly emerged.

It was the whistling thunder that shot out from the Immortal Master's hands.

Ye Wuyou did not dodge or evade.

But he managed to withstand this magical power.

[Adaptation] + [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] is Ye Wuyou's own reliance.

Then, Ye Wuyou suddenly kicked down the immortal master who had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Accompanied by sneers.

"Of course I won't die now, because Pulao is already dead."

If Pulao was still there, if there was no final limit of the [Ghostly Coffin], if there was no No Man, if there were no Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan, if there was no Xia Anmeng, if there was no little monk...

If there weren't so many coincidences.

Then no matter how many people go from Daxuan or Dayan, they will all be transformed into dead figures in the Luo River, and eventually the so-called "blessed land" will be irrigated with blood.

The emotion called anger filled Ye Wuyou's mind at this moment.

But despite this, his consciousness was still clear. Although he was angry in his heart, his mind was still clear.

In other words, Ye Wuyou just felt that he should be angry about this matter.

It just should, that's all.

Is this the beauty of overcoming the inner demon calamity? However, when these words came out, everyone present looked puzzled.

Including the immortal master under your feet.

What is Pulao?
The Immortal Master didn’t know. He only knew that His Majesty had other intentions in doing this, but he didn’t know what Pulao was.

However, looking at the other party's puzzled expression, Ye Wuyou smiled.

"So you don't even know Pulao."

He lifted his leg slightly, but then stepped down again.

The huge rocks on the mountain top collapsed.

There was astonishment in the Immortal Master's eyes, and he screamed and roared, his aura reverberating, as if he was trying to struggle and break free.

But in the end it was sunk deep into the ground.

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment and looked down again to see nothing under his feet.

He shook his head silently, looking indifferent.

After all, he was in the seventh realm, so he naturally had ways to save his life.

But will the other party leave?

A dishevelled figure emerged in the air, panting, but with anger in his eyes.

Ye Wuyou nodded secretly and gave the other party an affirmative look.

That’s good, it saves me from having to look for it.

As for the latter, he certainly won't leave.

As an immortal master in the eyes of the public, even if he is in the seventh realm, he is respected by others. Why would he leave when facing the sixth realm?

Looking at Master Zhang, the Immortal Master said coldly.

"Why don't you make a move? Do you really want to see me die here?"

Master Zhang remained silent, but eventually he cast a spell and made hand gestures to set up the formation again.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou's figure was covered by the formation and unable to escape, the immortal master sneered in his eyes. He waved his hand, and the energy caused the wind and clouds to turn, and thunderclouds roared.

"Master Zhang, you did a great job. I will report this to Your Majesty and consider bestowing you with a new lineage."

Hearing this, Master Zhang's silent eyes suddenly flickered, and even the energy around his body fluctuated slightly.

After practicing to this level, there are very few things in the world that can make a great master of the seventh realm feel emotional.

But obviously, the "Taoism" mentioned by the Immortal Master at this moment is one of the things that can cause him to fluctuate.

On the ground, Wang Ting had a look of surprise on his face, and the old woman from the Five Elements Sect had regret in her eyes.

I had not stepped forward to take action before because I was afraid of Ye Wuyou, and now I have missed the opportunity. At this moment, I think, should I pretend to step forward and use some magical powers?
But the next moment, there was a slight cracking sound in the air.

Ye Wuyou held a blood-red long sword in his hand and escaped from the formation.

"So what is this Taoist tradition?" He took a step forward and asked with a smile.

His question went unanswered.

There was astonishment in the eyes of Master Zhang and the Immortal Master, as if they didn't understand why the Seventh Realm formation could only trap Ye Wuyou for a moment.

The old master wanted to perform another move, but the dark blue giant was already standing in front of Master Zhang, with his fists clenched and crossed, smashing down with great force.

The immortal master had a gloomy look on his face. He waved his hand and thunder struck down.

But the same move will not work on Ye Wuyou a second time.

Thunder and lightning enveloped his body, but did not cause any hindrance to his movement.

Ye Wuyou held the blood knife in his hand and took a few steps. The thunder under his feet seemed to have formed a staircase and he ran towards him quickly, step by step, on the lightning.

The tip of the knife pierced into the other person's chest and twisted it gently. Facing the other person's astonished eyes, Ye Wuyou asked the same question again.

"So what is the Taoism?"

The Immortal Master forced himself to hold the blade against him, a deep red stream flowing from the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he met Ye Wuyou's gaze, but his tone softened a little, and he spoke in a low voice.

"You... are very strong. If you want to know more, you can follow me and become a disciple of the Master. I will teach you the Daoist tradition and allow you to enter the Seventh Realm without any hindrance."

Ye Wuyou's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking.

"So all of you seven realms come from the Taoist tradition?" Ye Wuyou asked curiously.

When the Immortal Master saw this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know whether to continue speaking or take the opportunity to escape.

But he saw Ye Wuyou's right eye pupil, which was quite spiritual at the moment.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The blade slashes and black flames appear.

Accompanied by the man's hearty voice.

"I'm kidding. What's the point of cultivating such a weak seventh realm?"

Weak, too weak, much weaker than Xingdao.

Blood spurted out, but was directly evaporated by the burning black flame. The immortal master staggered back with a deathly look on his face.

Even though the black flame was weak, he instantly realized that this was [annihilation].

The annihilation black flame could not be extinguished. At this moment, he could only continuously replenish it with his Qi, infusing it to burn, and barely preventing the black flame from burning himself.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou was about to attack again and his own condition was in danger, how could he resist?

The immortal master finally let out a cry at this moment.

"Zhang Dadan!"

The strange formation appeared in front of Ye Wuyou, which hindered him for a moment, and then Ye Wuyou broke out of the formation again.

Taking this opportunity, the Immortal Master quickly moved away.

The black flames that were constantly burning on his body let him know that he couldn't just leave like that.

If he could get rid of Ye Wuyou, he would have time to slowly recuperate and try to separate and seal this black flame.

But if we continue to be entangled and dragged down by the other party, there will be no hope for us.

Thinking of this, the immortal master turned around suddenly, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Master Zhang, how long are you going to hide?"

The figure of the old immortal appeared in a corner of the air, with a sigh in his eyes.

He just wanted to protect the other person and prevent him from being killed by Ye Wuyou.

But right now, there is no other way.

Ye Wuyou followed closely behind at a leisurely pace. Seeing that the immortal master was ready to fight to the death, he was not in a hurry.

He also wanted to see what methods the Seventh Realm had.

I'm mainly curious about why the other party is so weak.

There was a voice.

"Boy, you asked for this. Today I will teach you what the true seventh realm magical power is."

The words sounded familiar.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, but couldn't help laughing to himself.

There was confusion in the immortal master's eyes at first, but then he stopped thinking about it and stood upright in the sky.

He stretched out his arms, then put his hands together and slapped his palms in front of him.

Master Zhang had a silent expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking, but he gently stretched out his right hand, and pinched the Sun and Moon Order in front of him with his fingertips.

Ripples were reverberating around both of them, and the energy at this moment seemed to be substantial, as if it was about to shape something.

Ye Wuyou just seemed to be thinking about something, standing quietly in the air.

He stretched out his hand, palm flat, and raised it gently.

Then he raised his palm and pressed it down suddenly.

The two were stunned and distracted by this scene, but they had no time to be distracted at this moment.

The next moment, the snowflakes that were rising in the sky suddenly stopped.

[Daoyu·Ten Thousand Thunder Prison]

【Daoyu Qimen Dunjia】

【Daoyu·Jedi Tiantong】

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Peace has returned to Lingxue Pavilion.

There was no more flying snow, and no more figures from before.

Ye Wuyou is no longer here.

The immortal master's body was gone, and even his soul was taken away by the other party.

At this moment, Master Zhang Dadan was sitting in the snow in a mess, looking lonely.

Wang Ting walked over quietly with a complicated look in his eyes, and finally uttered a word.

"Let's go back to Baiyun Temple."

But the latter turned a deaf ear to it at this moment.

Wang Ting frowned.

"Why are you still sitting here? Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

Only then did Master Zhang suddenly turn around, his eyes full of anger.

Wang Ting took a deep breath and said calmly.

"If it weren't for my final words of advice, you would have lost your life."

"I want you to save me?"

Master Zhang spoke sarcastically, then spoke again in an angry tone.

"Master died here. What do you think we are going to face? You can obviously stop it. If you were involved, that kid would definitely not be able to defeat him. But you just remained indifferent."

Wang Ting was silent for a moment, and finally whispered.

"Do you think what that boy said before was true or false?"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Wang Ting continued.

"I think it's true."

But the old immortal just laughed and didn't take it seriously.

"What does it matter if it's true or not? You've cultivated to this age, don't you understand? Who doesn't do a few shameful things? What matters is your stance!"

Wang Ting frowned, but finally couldn't hold it back.

"Stand by your mother, and I will have a clear conscience."

After thinking about it, Wang Ting cursed again.

"You just eat the pie in the sky drawn by others every day. Do you think the Taoist tradition you begged for and the Seventh Realm you easily stepped into are the Seventh Realm now?"

Master Zhang was stunned at first, then he laughed and said indifferently.

"Don't forget how you set foot in the Seventh Realm."

Wang Ting said coldly.

"Then I have a clear conscience and don't owe anyone anything, but I can tell the truth from the false. If what that kid said is true, then Your Majesty is putting the people in ..."

The voice was interrupted.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

Ok?
Wang Ting frowned and looked at the other party.

At this moment, Zhang Dadan raised his eyes slightly with an indifferent look.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

"The hundreds of years of foundation of Baiyun Temple and the hundreds of years of good weather and good harvests in Daxuan are all carried on my shoulders."

"Suppressing [annihilation], sealing [thunder pool], mediating disputes among sects, and trivial matters of commerce, agriculture, and medicine, when have you ever been involved in these things?"

"So of course you can have a clear conscience, be untainted by the world, seek the truth with all your heart, be cynical, and only seek your so-called fate!"

"I understand the four words 'people of the world' better than you do!"

Wang Ting was stunned for a long time, his eyes almost filled with anger, but in the end he could only utter one sentence.

"I'll fuck you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ting directly used the [Shinto technique of shrinking the earth into an inch], and his figure disappeared on the spot.

Zhang Dadan stood quietly in the snow, silent for a long time.

"The Seventh Realm that I obtained so easily...now it seems like a fake realm."

"In that case..."

A hint of determination flashed across Zhang Dadan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)