My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 479 Luo He appears, true and false tokens

If someone went straight to the sky and looked down, they would find that there were several dazzling blood-red lights in the sky of Dayan.

The blood-red lights were scattered around, and the most dazzling one was a gathering of three rays of light.

Several days had passed, and the news about Tianji Tower had spread. Everyone knew the meaning of the blood-red light.

They are all people who hold tokens and can enter the Luo River blessed land.

The corpse of an ancient demon fell heavily from the sky, landing on the ground of Beiyuan, raising a cloud of dust.

Ye Wuyou followed closely behind, landed on the ground, and shook his hands.

"No. No. No..." Lu Caiwei was counting something with her fingers.

"Including this one, there are eight in total." Ye Wuyou reminded at the right time.

This is the eighth guy who wants to take action against them.

The emergence of the Luohe Cave Paradise was just as what the owner of Tianji Tower said, and it brought out many ancient practitioners who have survived to this day.

They are either trying to survive or to restore their former glory, so they certainly cannot miss this opportunity in Luo River and must seize it.

"These beasts are only so-so in strength."

Along with the cold voice, Luo Qinghan's figure also fell from the sky.

On the side were Bai Lu and Luo Yue, and even the figures of Mr. Hu Sanye and Jiuli appeared.

Luo Qinghan has one token in his hand, and Ye Wuyou has two.

Out of consideration for the impact on Tianlan City, the group eventually came to the uninhabited Beiyuan.

In such a lineup, and in front of several people, Ye Wuyou felt that the several practitioners from the previous era who appeared were not very strong since they fought against each other.

Not to mention comparing with Pulao, even Bukong and Bubute cannot compare with him.

Ye Wuyou was confused at first, but after thinking about it, he didn't take it to heart.

They are guys who have survived until now by trying to survive. Now most of them have woken up from their slumber in various places and are fighting for their lives. How can they have real skills?

At the beginning, there were many figures running over and spying on Ye Wuyou and his companions from afar, but only a few of them actually ended up in the end.

Only after they saw that the three were a group and each of them had killed several ancient practitioners did the figures retreat.

But Ye Wuyou knew that their departure did not mean giving up.

But went somewhere else.

Ye Wuyou looked into the distance along the sky.

one two three four……

Including the three on his side, there are a total of six blood-red rays of light.

That means there are still three tokens in the hands of other people.

And among the remaining three rays of light, two are converging together, just like my group, it seems that they are keeping each other company?
Only one of them was left, and it was a solitary wisp, obviously belonging to only one person.

But these rays of light have been silent since the day before yesterday.

Even the location has not changed.

Obviously the holder has not changed.

A glimpse of the whole picture can reveal a big picture. Ye Wuyou's eyes first swept lightly over the two beams of light, and finally fell on the single ray of light.

"I guess that must be the ancient swordsman that Lu Caiwei mentioned."

[Ancient swordsman? It's a joke. No matter how high the opponent's cultivation is, they are all vulnerable.]

Oh, why?

[The real sword cultivators have all died long ago. Do those who have survived till now still have any sword spirit? Are they worthy of being called sword cultivators?]

Hmm, classic German joke.

[The time has come, the Luo River will flow]

[Step into the Luo River, pay your blood debt with blood, and use the flesh and blood of these remnants to build your long steps to godhood! ]

Ye Wuyou looked at the two tokens in his hands, pondered for a moment, and then handed one of them to Lu Caiwei.

And the other one...

"What are you doing?" The celestial fox, which had lost both of its tails, looked confused.

Ye Wuyou walked up to his mother-in-law Jiuli and handed it back to her.

"This token originally belonged to my uncle and aunt. I am just returning it."

Although the token was originally in his hands, it was then snatched away by those two bald donkeys.

But Ye Wuyou snatched it back, and the thing fell into the hands of his own son-in-law. Should he take it back?
The former king of Qingqiu also knew about the strangeness of the Luo River, which undoubtedly meant a great opportunity for practitioners.

Who wouldn’t be touched...

What's more, this is hard-earned.

But they are family after all...

The mother-in-law now initiated the marriage.

[He is good, I am good too]

"I don't want it, just take it." Jiuli turned his head.

Ye Wuyou's eyes flickered, and then he turned to look at Bai Lu and Luo Yue beside him.

Luo Yue looked a little confused, but still shook her head gently at Ye Wuyou.

She saw clearly that this thing had nothing to do with her.

"I don't need this." said the little girl.

It was Bai Lu, who came to Ye Wuyou with a frown and said with his chest puffed out.

"What are you thinking? You are making excuses for a token. You don't even want the opportunity that is right in front of you. If you don't want it, give it to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou threw the token directly in front of Bai Lu.

"I don't want it." He laughed.

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, then took it in a panic, with anger and annoyance in her eyes.

"Ye Wuyou, you you you...what about you!"

"I'm not going." Ye Wuyou looked calm.

"no!"

Bai Lu became anxious and pounced on him, biting him.

If Ye Wuyou doesn't go! Then why should I go!
Bai Lu doesn't like practicing, she only likes to be with Ye Wuyou.

Either go together or don't go at all!

Luo Qinghan, who was standing aside, saw Ye Wuyou handing over the token and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he then retracted his gaze and looked away with disdain.

If he doesn't go, then my chance to surpass him... will come.

Luo Qinghan knew shame and then became brave. Realm is her obsession. She has already secretly vowed in her heart that she must surpass Ye Wuyou.

Lu Caiwei, on the other hand, had a calm look at this moment, as if she had thought of something.

The ground shook slightly.

The roar spread in all directions and could be clearly felt throughout the entire Da Yan.

But it was not an earthquake that shook the earth, but it was like the sound of waves echoing beneath the ground.

Suddenly, illusory white mist appeared above the northern plains. As soon as the white mist appeared, it gathered on its own, like smoke and clouds, or like a running river of mist.

Scenes like these appeared in Beiyuan, in the Great Yan Imperial City, and all over Great Yan.

This picture seems familiar.

This is exactly the scene when the Luo River opened in the past.

Bai Lu is very anxious.

"If you don't go, then I won't go either!"

Ye Wuyou looked relaxed, but fine blue veins occasionally appeared on his forehead.

Why wouldn't you want the opportunity that's right at your doorstep?

the reason is simple.

Because Ye Wuyou can do whatever he wants!
The narrator's noisy voice kept ringing in his mind.

[Stepping into the Luo River, stepping into the Luo River, stepping into the Luo River, stepping into the Luo River…]

It's so noisy.

You bastard, I'm going to explode with you!

After a moment, Ye Wuyou sighed softly.

"Will go."

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Demons were everywhere, and the dazzling blood-red light reflected on the clouds, as if dyeing the sky with a layer of blood.

The sky was truly bloody at this moment.

The gray-robed swordsman put one hand behind his back and made sword gestures with the other hand.

The sword shadow flew quickly among the standing figures like a dragon, causing waves of splashing red.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the white mist that kept emerging on the ground, and the waves of white mist that surged like a river.

He smiled softly, then shouted to the watching figures in the air.

"If you don't take action now, you really won't have a chance."

……

Wu Xing and Zuo Qiuliang, dressed in black robes, were standing on the edge of a cliff.

pat, pat...

Waves of crimson flowed out from the front of the black-robed man named Wuxing.

He let go, and a blood-stained figure fell from his hand, crashed to the bottom of the endless cliff, and disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Qiuliang was behind him, his eyes becoming more and more frightened.

During these few days, he actually met many ancient practitioners.

Those people are all at the seventh level.

They all came for this token and the opportunity to step into Luo River.

Zuo Qiuliang thought about it briefly and realized that if he was alone, he would have died long ago.

But this Five Elements senior in front of him... is too powerful.

No matter what kind of existence appeared before them, it was defeated by the Five Elements Senior.

Zuo Qiuliang had also asked about the other party's realm before, and Wuxing did not hide his answer.

"It's just Tianxuan."

Eighth realm Tianxuan. But Zuoqiu Liang is now the seventh realm Tianji.

Is the gap between the eighth realm and the seventh realm so big?

Zuo Qiuliang didn’t think so and could only silently speculate whether the other party had any other tricks.
The white mist gradually filled the mountain path.

Wuxing turned around and walked straight towards the white fog without saying a word.

Zuo Qiuliang lowered his head silently and followed closely.

Just as he stepped into the white mist, the black-robed man named Wuxing looked back indifferently, glanced at the other party, and then chuckled.

He said it half jokingly and half questioningly.

"Zuoqiu Liang, there is something I don't understand."

"Senior Five Elements, please tell me."

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

Zuo Qiuliang was silent.

She was wearing a robe with flowing sleeves, and her face was feminine with red makeup on both sides of her cheeks. If it weren't for her obvious Adam's apple, it would have been really misleading.

Wuxing didn't ask any more questions, just smiled faintly and stepped into the mist.

At this point, all six tokens have appeared.

……

Beast Control Sect.

“Ohhhh…”

A magical big rooster crowed loudly at this moment.

The spirited young man Tu Su was now sitting on the spacious seat of the clan leader with a solemn expression.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.

The aura of the Sixth Realm Heavenly Power emanated from him.

But it wasn't him.

But it was the chicken.

At this moment, the big rooster was standing on Tu Su's head, which was magical.

This is not an ordinary chicken, this is a sixth-level chicken, a chicken with merit.

Apart from that, there was a hint of gloomy and strange aura emanating from him.

But there was something strange on him.

With his own efforts, he finally reached this position step by step, killed his enemies and took revenge!

It's all hard work, without any numerical value.

When the white mist appeared, Tu Su suddenly opened his eyes, then stood up calmly, and walked step by step to a remote place with the chicken alone.

Then he patted the chicken's head.

"Brother Ji, you've worked hard. Now you don't have to hide anymore."

"Cluck, cluck, cluck...chicken."

The rooster crowed.

The 'sun' above the sky seemed to flicker for a while at this moment.

However, another scorching sun separated from the sun at this moment, flashed, and then disappeared.

The dazzling red light hidden in the Dharma image was revealed.

The tokens are not six, but seven.

However, the last one was hidden by the image of the scorching sun, which symbolizes hope.

Many practitioners from all over Dayan reacted at this moment. Some ancient practitioners, who were unable to do anything about the other six, immediately rushed here like crazy when they saw the seventh token.

But Tu Su had already stepped into the white mist.

"Stepping into the Luo River might help resolve the strangeness in my body..."

……

A desolate place in Dayan.

There is a quagmire in the mountains, and an old man with poisonous sores all over his body is squatting there.

It was Du Yizi who handed Ye Wuyou a "fake token".

He was also an ancient practitioner who had mastered the art of Shintoism, and he could tell at a glance that Ye Wuyou had several traces of debris on his body.

With his strength, he might be able to fight for the token.

But he has not made any moves these days and has not participated in any fights.

White mist emerged from beside him and passed by silently.

The old man smiled gently at this moment, woke up from closing his eyes, and then took out a token.

Of course, it's fake.

There is no difference between this piece and the one that was handed to Ye Wuyou at the beginning.

"I'm old now. It's useless to fight and kill. I still need to use my brain..."

"True or false, if there is no truth, how can there be falsehood? I wonder if I can board this new ship on the Luo River with this old ticket today?"

Duyazi's hoarse voice carried a hint of smile.

Both tokens, including the one he gave to Ye Wuyou, were fake.

However, no matter how sharp the eyesight of the practitioners in this world is, they can see that there is something wrong with the token, but they will never see the mystery of this token.

If they were already fake, why did he carry two pieces in the first place?
"Token of destiny." Duyazi said slowly.

The world is actually developing very quickly, and many creations have greatly surprised Du Yizi, but after all, they lack some mystery.

After all, without spiritual charm, I can only study such ingenious techniques.

The Destiny Token is a product of ancient times.

There is a 50% chance of being discovered directly by Luo He, and a 50% chance of entering Luo He directly.

Of course Duyazi wouldn't take this 50% chance.

If he failed and was discovered by Luo He, the consequences... he couldn't predict.

He deliberately gave the token to Ye Wuyou just for today.

"He will definitely use it. As long as he uses it, then with my skills, he will have a 50% chance of failure!"

"As for me, I will definitely succeed!"

Thinking in his mind, Duyazi smiled, held the token in his hand, and waited quietly.

He planted an extremely subtle connection on the token that could be sensed.

As long as he uses...

……

Tianlan City, Heavenly Prison.

"Uncle Wang."

"Hey, here we come."

"Has the stuff I asked you to buy arrived?"

"I bought it, but what do you want so many old samurai swords for?"

Uncle Wang looked at Ye Wuyou, who was carrying a pile of scrap copper and iron, and walked into the prison with a puzzled look on his face.

"Cushion it?"

Uncle Wang scratched his head, not understanding the meaning of Ye Wuyou's words.

The eighth level of the prison.

Ye Wuyou squatted in front of the real and fake child and threw a worn knife in front of the child.

"Little boy, can you help your uncle make the decision?"

The real and fake child rolled his eyes and continued drawing circles.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, ran to the side, and picked up the mute girl who was clinging to the railing.

"Aba Aba..."

"Let this doll help me judge."

"Shassha..."

"Hiss, don't lick, don't lick..."

A worn out samurai sword.

【True or false judgment】

[Judged as false]

A worn out samurai sword.

【True or false judgment】

[Judged as false]

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Ye Wuyou looked nervous and threw something out.

The fake Luohe Order.

【True or false judgment】

[Judgment is true]

"It's done!"

……

"It's done!"

Duyazi's anxious look suddenly paused at this moment, then he laughed and stood up.

He walked into the white fog with the fake token.

"The token of destiny never deceives me."

But then, there was a thunder in the sky.

Thunder strikes.

Chop down on the head!

(End of this chapter)