My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 461: Remnants of the Old Times
The flying boat whizzed past the vast clouds, like a ripple in the blue sky.

A voice inside sounded with doubt and curiosity.

"She really didn't come with us?"

Lu Caiwei on the side did not respond, but silently grasped the handrail in the flying boat cabin.

But my mind was sensing it carefully.

After this dual cultivation, Lu Caiwei's practice has reached the late stage of Tianquan, and her soul has been improved to a degree that surprised her.

The soul was approaching the peak of the sixth realm, but this time when it swept across the long distance behind it, it did not see any trace of any figure.

Seeing this, Ye Wuyou said no more, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This time he went to Tianji Tower according to the address left by Qu Wuyi and traveled alone with Lu Caiwei.

But Luo Qinghan, who used to be inseparable and to some extent always "by his side", seemed to have not followed him.

Whatever.

The atmosphere inside the flying boat was inexplicably awkward.

It’s not because there is any awkwardness between Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei.

But...

Xia Anmeng is still with Lu Caiwei, and she can see everything she says and does.

"How is your master?" Ye Wuyou chose to break the silent atmosphere.

Lu Caiwei first tilted her head and blinked, as if communicating something in her heart.

But after a moment, the little stutterer shook his head and whispered softly.

"Master, she, she, she, ignores me."

Since that day, Xia Anmeng has been staying quietly in Lu Caiwei's body, and no matter how the little stutterer called her, she didn't say a word.

"Master, she is angry. What should we do?" Lu Caiwei turned her head again, looked at Ye Wuyou, and asked pitifully.

This question was a bit complicated, and Ye Wuyou was speechless.

Who could have thought that one day, Xia Anmeng suddenly possessed Lu Caiwei.

Lu Caiwei's consciousness had already become blurred at that time, and she subconsciously relaxed her mind in the haze, and Xia Anmeng naturally took over her body.

No wonder Lu Caiwei, who had been suppressing herself tightly at the time, murmured directly, and he subconsciously lowered his head to stop her from shouting.

Ye Wuyou was wondering at the time why the little stutterer gave him two different feelings at once.

But even though I was thinking about it, my movements became faster...

As for later...

The narrator's words instantly disrupted Ye Wuyou's thoughts.

[Later, the husband was in love with the concubine, the master and the apprentice were both accepted, the mandarin ducks were covered with red brocade, what else could they ask for, they fell down in the cold and shed tears]

Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned.

Damn it, you bastard, are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

But what the hell is Qinghan? Stop barking like a dog.

Ye Wuyou collected his thoughts, shook his head silently, and said.

"How about letting me talk to her alone?"

Lu Caiwei nodded first and then shook her head.

"Master, please don't come out."

Not coming out?

"Then I'll go in and talk to her." Ye Wuyou said.

Since this had already happened, Xia Anmeng turned a blind eye and kept the matter to herself.

Lu Caiwei is not good at speaking and can't express herself well, and this knot in her heart will only get worse over time.

It’s better to untie the knot.

Lu Caiwei listened and nodded silently, but her expression was slightly stunned, and then she suddenly said happily.

"Is that so? Well, I'm talking to... eh, Master."

"Oh, what did you say?"

Lu Caiwei paused, then spoke stutteringly, her expression instantly becoming lonely.

"My master said that she doesn't want to see you."

[How can this be absurd? It is just a thousand-year-old remnant soul. If it had not relied on your previous nourishment, it would have long since disintegrated and disappeared. Being your cauldron is the blessing she has cultivated for thousands of years.]

[In the past, even tens of millions of people on the long steps to the gods could not get a bit of your favor. Now, you favor me through my disciple. As a teacher, I should be more sensible than that immature girl and serve you wholeheartedly. But now I dare to disobey your words.]

[Okay, okay, don't hesitate any more and leave your body immediately. Have a real soul-to-soul contest with her. Let her know that your ability is far beyond her imagination.]

Ye Wuyou's soul did not leave his body, and he didn't care at all about the narrator's outrageous remarks.

The right eye has returned to Ye Wuyou, and at this moment, there is a faint light in the eyes.

Ye Wuyou's expression suddenly changed slightly.

It was as if he could see Xia Anmeng's soul directly through Lu Caiwei.

Combined with Lu Caiwei's words, Xia Anmeng should be lonely and helpless at this moment, curled up in a corner with a lonely look and sobbing quietly, or practicing quietly with an indignant look...

But actually.

In Ye Wuyou's eyes, Xia Anmeng was resting her head with one hand, her eyes bright, and her ears pricked up, listening attentively to the words of Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei.

The corners of his mouth are curved, his eyes are narrowed, and he smiles foolishly from time to time.

There wasn't the slightest sign of loneliness.

Not sisters...

If you are not unhappy, then why do you remain silent and make the little stutterer so worried now?

Ye Wuyou was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath. He spoke to himself with extremely heavy words.

"Well, I was wrong about this matter. I will do my best to help her rebuild her body in the future."

Inside Lu Caiwei's body.

Xia Anmeng listened and snorted softly, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Wuyou, looking him up and down over and over again.

Ye Wuyou took in all her expressions, but he remained calm and continued speaking with a normal look.

"Your master is a very good person. She helped you and me a lot in our cultivation in the past. She also saved me in the prison. She also helped me a lot in the battle with Pulao. I am very grateful to her."

Xia Anmeng's eyes lit up, and then the corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a smile.

Aunt smiled.

However, this scene fell into Ye Wuyou's eyes.

Hehe, hehe——Xia Anmeng was grinning foolishly.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows, paused slightly, sighed softly, and spoke in a firm tone.

"After this, I swear with my heart that I will never appear in front of her again. The road ahead is long, and Ye Wuyou will never see Xia An again in this life..."

Hehehe, hehe...

No hehe.

Xia Anmeng, who was still smiling with satisfaction at her aunt's face, suddenly froze.

The words had not yet been spoken, and the word "dream" had not yet been uttered.

Xia Anmeng took the initiative to rush out.

She is in a hurry.

Although Xia Anmeng is a soul, it is extremely solid and is no different from an ordinary body.

The front row of the flying boat was already crowded, with two seats occupied by Ye Wuyou and Lu Caiwei respectively.

The appearance of the third person made the flying boat a little more crowded in an instant.

Precisely because she was heading towards Ye Wuyou, she didn't care about Lu Caiwei at this moment, but landed directly in front of Ye Wuyou's driving seat.

【good chance! 】

What good opportunity?

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then his eyes slowly moved away and looked between his legs.

Although the flying boat was quite spacious, only the front row could accommodate sitting. Xia Anmeng was tall and it was inconvenient for her to stand up. She could only squat in front of Ye Wuyou with a slightly hunched back, raising her head and staring at Ye Wuyou with wide eyes.

The woman in red opened her red lips slightly, with anger and a hint of resentment.

"Dao Xin Dao Xin, how can it be such a trifling thing, Ye Wuyou, you, how can you casually make such a vow because of others, you are not allowed to speak carelessly, let alone because of me."

A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Wuyou's eyes.

He really didn't expect Xia Anmeng to jump out so quickly...

but.

"Xia Anmeng, it's because it's you, and you're Caiwei's master, that I'm taking it so seriously. This is not a joke." Ye Wuyou spoke seriously while driving the flying boat.

"You, you... Ye boy, if you do this, I will really be angry."

"Oh? Weren't you angry before?" Ye Wuyou looked puzzled and asked in confusion.

"When was I angry before?"

"Really? Then you ignored Lu Caiwei and didn't want to see me, so I thought you were angry." Ye Wuyou said leisurely.

Xia Anmeng was really anxious at the moment, her eyes flickered, her chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing, but she stammered and couldn't speak.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows, and a smile finally appeared in his eyes.

It’s best not to be angry.

Ye Wuyou decided to quit while he was ahead, as he didn't want to upset this thousand-year-old aunt.

"Okay, I won't say anything more. Go back."

"You let me go back just after I came out?"

"No, I'm driving... Feizhou, this is the driver's seat. Caiwei is still next to us and will affect my driving. You can sit in the back seat." Ye Wuyou explained.

Xia Anmeng curled her lips, but put her hands on her hips, stood up, and faced Ye Wuyou, with some thoughts flashing in her eyes.

She seemed to have made up her mind and was about to speak.

boom!
The huge force caused the flying boat to sway violently. Xia Anmeng almost lost her balance and fell under the driving seat.

The flying boat lost its balance and rolled over as if it had suffered a heavy blow.

In a panic, Xia Anmeng quickly grabbed Ye Wuyou's thigh with one hand, touched her head with the other, stood up with difficulty, and looked confused.

"What's wrong..." She just opened her mouth, but saw Ye Wuyou's expression gradually becoming gloomy.

Xia Anmeng sorted out the situation in an instant.

There was a slight pause in Xia Anmeng's eyes, and her expression became stiff at first, but then her body trembled slightly, and even the arm that was holding Ye Wuyou trembled slightly.

The woman lowered her head as if somewhat sad.

Crash, crash...

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Ye Wuyou used his Qi to stabilize the flying boat, which was suspended in the sky and did not crash.

"Xia Anmeng, go back."

The man's calm voice reached my ears.

Xia Anmeng's expression finally became lonely at this moment, and she spoke silently in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The words haven't been finished yet.

Ye Wuyou’s big hand attacked and grabbed her head.

Xia Anmeng's eyes suddenly became confused, and even had a hint of fear.

What is this kid going to do?

But Ye Wuyou simply pulled her up and then threw her into Lu Caiwei's body.

As if he saw Xia Anmeng's confused and fearful expression, Ye Wuyou turned his head with some confusion and said in surprise.

"What are you sorry for? This has nothing to do with you."

Did Xia Anmeng think that she was blocking her view?

Ye Wuyou was a little confused.

After all, he was a sixth-level great supernatural power, at the peak of the Tianquan realm. He could take in everything in front of him with a simple glance of his mind. How could he not see anything just because Xia Anmeng was standing in front of him?
What's more, his driving skills are second to none.

Eh?
Xia Anmeng was stunned, and first looked at Ye Wuyou, then at Lu Caiwei.

The expressions of both of them were very calm, and there was even a hint of solemnity in their calmness.

But he didn't care about Xia Anmeng at all.

Xia Anmeng's gaze finally fell outside the flying boat.

There was a hunched figure suspended in mid-air outside the flying boat.

This……

Ye Wuyou's voice came faintly.

"It wasn't us who hit anyone, it was someone who hit us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou pushed open the cabin door and jumped out. His eyes first glanced at the front cabin of the flying boat that had been completely damaged by the impact, and finally stopped at the front.

The old man was hunched over, his clothes were tattered, and his aged face was dark blue with poisonous sores and pustules on it.

But this old man, who looked like a street beggar, collided with his speeding flying boat but was unharmed.

If that were all, it would be fine.

Flying boats are not yet popular in Dayan, and this is not a town road, but high in the sky. At this height, there are not even a few birds, let alone people.

Even if there really is someone with great supernatural powers flying in the air, Ye Wuyou would be able to discover it in the first time and slow down to avoid it.

But... this old man appeared suddenly.

There was no sign.

And Ye Wuyou was very familiar with the way he appeared.

He looked at the hunchbacked old man in front of him who was looking at his flying boat with curiosity, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled faintly.

"Old senior, you used the magic of the divine way to shrink the earth into an inch and suddenly appeared here. There was a distance between you and me, but then you accelerated and crashed my flying boat. What's the meaning of that?"

The old man who had appeared in front of the flying boat earlier had used the Shinto technique to shrink the distance into an inch.

Ye Wuyou naturally understood Shinto techniques.

Every Shinto technique, except for the transformational [Yin Yang Reincarnation], is extremely difficult to master.

There is no mention of talent or practice, the study of Shinto is somewhat inexplicable and depends entirely on chance.

The Shinto technique [Tian Yan] is now only known by Ye Wuyou and the deceased Lu Qingshan.

Up to now, only four people have mastered this magical art of shrinking the earth into an inch.

Ye Wuyou, Luo Qinghan, Wang Ting, and Luo Yue who was barely under control.

Ye Wuyou had never seen or heard of the old man in front of him.

And the realm of this old man in front of me...

Ye Wuyou couldn't see through it.

The Seventh Realm?
Or higher?

The way of punishment is the seventh realm, but it is completely different from the feeling given by the old man in front of him.

Stronger than the punishment.

But if compared with Pulao, it is far behind.

Hearing Ye Wuyou's words, the old beggar with a face full of pustules was surprised for a moment. Then he moved his gaze from the wreckage of the sophisticated flying boat to Ye Wuyou and took a quick look at him.

The old man's voice came through in a hoarse voice, but the tone and intonation were odd.

"Oh, you know Shinto techniques?"

Ye Wuyou wanted to respond and test the situation at the same time.

But the narrator's voice suddenly rang in Ye Wuyou's mind.

[A treacherous beast, a remnant of the old times, a dark and poisonous insect, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him...]

There was a look of thought in Ye Wuyou's eyes. He stopped talking and did not speak.

The old man didn't care, but his eyes fell back on the flying boat.

"What is this? I've never seen it before. I passed by here and thought it was some kind of magical weapon, so I stopped it to take a look. I didn't expect it to be so fragile." The old man asked, pointing at the flying boat.

"Flying boat, vehicle."

"It's not a magic weapon? I don't think it's very similar to a flying sword. It's a dead object, without any spirituality."

"What spirituality is there in something that can be bought with money?"

"How much."

"Two hundred thousand can buy a low-end model."

"Hiss... I only have six copper coins on me."

"Then you can only get a first charge at best."

The old man's words were somewhat puzzling, and Ye Wuyou's answer was also wild and fanciful.

The main point is that if you dare to ask me, I can answer it.

"Old man, you crashed my flying boat." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

The old man laughed hoarsely, but ignored Ye Wuyou completely.

At this moment, he just circled the flying boat a few times, and his eyes also saw Lu Caiwei in the cabin, but he just glanced at her.

But after a moment, the old man looked puzzled and glanced at Lu Caiwei again, as if to confirm something.

But he finally withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly.

"Old man, you crashed my flying boat." Ye Wuyou spoke again.

The old man showed impatience in his eyes and the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

But his gaze on Ye Wuyou suddenly paused.

The turbid eyes looked Ye Wuyou up and down carefully.

It seemed like I had a glimpse of something.

Then, the old man counted on his fingers and spoke in a strange voice while calculating.

"One, two, three... too many. It's a bit interesting. Boy, I can't even see the debris of the avenue on your body."

But the voice came again.

Repetitive and stubborn.

"Old man, I'll say it again, you crashed my flying boat."

The old man's expression darkened, and he seemed slightly impatient.

The poisonous sore on the face spread a little at this moment, and the arm tucked in the tattered sleeves began to ooze green juice.

"You are such a talkative young man. I am kind enough to say a few words to you, but you keep talking.

Besides, I hit you with my own strength, what else do you want me to do?"

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his skinny arm covered with poisonous sores. Dark blue mucus was dripping from it and gathering in his palm.

Is it poisonous?

I haven't verified it myself, but Ye Wuyou doesn't seem to be afraid of poison.

[This is the most despicable trick, how can I show it off in front of you? The powerful medicine that could make hundreds of dragon beasts go crazy and have sex in the past was drunk by you as if it were water. The extremely beautiful Tianxiang Valley master was eventually entangled by hundreds of poisons and eventually turned into a poisonous body. Her body fluids and even her breath are poisonous. There is no life anywhere. No one dares to contact her. Only you are not afraid of the poison. You grabbed her and gave her a weekend for seven days and seven nights. During this time, you drank the rejuvenation wine that made the dragon beasts go crazy, and turned her poisonous body into a holy body that only exists in front of you. Now this little poison...]

Not to the point of not to the point of...

Not being afraid of poison does not mean there is no danger. Ye Wuyou’s confidence does not come from the narrator’s crazy words.

Rather, it comes from the Qingbai Demon's [adaptation] and his now fully gifted [rebirth of flesh and blood].

The combination of the two almost made Ye Wuyou immortal to some extent.

What can't kill Ye Wuyou will only make Ye Wuyou stronger.

He did not respond to the other party's words at this moment, but stretched out his hand as well.

A ray of black flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

【annihilation】

next moment.

The old man suddenly spoke.

"I'll compensate."

(End of this chapter)