My practice narration is weird.

"Ahem, finally, I'm back, ahem, ahem..."

Accompanied by a violent cough, Tu Su's eyes trembled slightly.

A dark shadow appeared in front of him.

The light and shadow were not a human figure, but a dark creation.

A cup with a strange shape.

There were seven pitch-black figures wandering around the pitch-black cup.

Sword, spear, bow, talisman...

Tu Su just stared at the dark cup, a little absent-minded.

This is the weirdness of him.

Tu Su called it...the wishing cup.

As long as you have a dream in your mind, you can make it come true by using some weird methods.

Almost omnipotent.

Of course, the cost also varies.

The more difficult it is to achieve your wish, the greater the price you will have to pay.

Fortunately, this time, I just helped him find the altar and didn't pay a heavy price.

If Ye Wuyou were here, he might be able to see at a glance that this weird thing was somewhat similar to the two weird things he had seen before.

【Ghost Painting】【Pen Fairy】

Compared with the ghost paintings, the smell of the Great Dao debris on the Pen Fairy is a bit stronger, but many things still cannot be achieved. It is just a little better than the ghost paintings full of nonsense.

But the pitch-black cup in front of him was truly weird.

The three seem to have the same origin, or in other words, the origins of ghost painting and the spirit of the pen are all tainted with the scent of this cup.

Tu Su just stared at the dark cup, a little absent-minded.

"This is the nth time you have used this thing..."

A faint voice came from the side.

Tu Su turned his head and saw a woman with a slightly frowned brow, staring at him intently.

The woman was simply wearing a Tu Su dress, but her entire body was covered with colorful wings.

A human body with feathers growing on it should be very strange no matter how you think about it, but when it falls on the woman's body, it fits perfectly and does not appear out of place.

Tu Su was stunned.

"Why didn't you change back?"

"How would I know? You set the rules. You should ask yourself."

The woman spoke with disdain, took a look at her current appearance, then sighed and said.

"Think about it carefully. Maybe you don't want me to transform back, so that I won't stand beside you in my transformed form, taller and stronger than you, stealing your prestige."

Tu Su looked a little embarrassed, and his eyes shifted slightly to the side. "How could this happen..."

Tu Su felt a little emotional.

The little chicken that he had unintentionally bound to his natal spirit beast in the past has now become a being more powerful than him, a great demon in the sixth realm.

But to be honest, it still looks better now...

Even though she's a woman transformed from a chicken...she's still pretty.

But the topic that had just been diverted was picked up again by the woman at this moment.

The woman now folded her arms across her chest, and stopped on the bluestone beside her, her voice filled with a hint of accusation.

"Have you thought clearly that gender is so important? Do you know what the weirdness in you represents? Why do you use it again and again..."

Tu Su remained silent.

Of course he knew what weirdness was.

It might be a coincidence, or it might be an accident, but in any case, if this thing had not suddenly appeared on it, he would have turned into a corpse long ago.

But for a normal practitioner, for him, Tu Su does not know any magical skills, and his talent in practice is only so-so.

Weirdness does not represent long-term assistance, but...

Time is running out.

Thirty years, twenty years, or ten or eight years?

Without reaching the seventh realm, there will be no turning point and everything will be in vain.

As weird as despair.

This is also the reason why, in Dayan, even though he knew that the Luohe Token would inevitably cause countless disputes and arouse countless covetousness, he still took the risk and used the Dharma image that was always hanging in the sky to block the light emitted by the token.

With Tu Su's personality, he would not get involved in such disputes.

But there are not many opportunities left.

The purpose of setting foot on the Luo River was just to survive.

"I know, I know." Tu Su answered with a smile, but a little nonchalantly.

"You know what..."

"You forgot that you used the Dharma to summon this thing. Although I'm not sure if the two are related..."

"Huh? So you blame me now?"

Tu Su shook his head and smiled awkwardly.

"How could that be? If I hadn't absorbed this thing into my body, I would have died long ago."

"Then why are you saying this?"

Tu Su opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.

Weirdness represents despair, represents the fact that time is running out, and represents the fact that one is being eroded bit by bit by time.

but……

This strange statue had inexplicably fallen upon him and saved his life when he was on the verge of death.

Tu Su's eyes fell on the woman in front of him.

It’s because of that Dharma image.

Represents hope.

The Dharma image that represents hope summoned the weirdness that symbolizes despair, so is this weirdness hope or despair...

"What the hell, Tu Su, you're a grown man, stop being so fussy and hesitant." The woman frowned.

Tu Su didn't care about the somewhat offensive words of his natal spirit beast. He brushed the dust off his clothes, slowly stood up, thought for a moment, and smiled.

"Don't worry, there is always hope."

"Huh? I'm worried about you? I'm a sixth-level great demon, and you're just a fifth-level ant. If I weren't tied to you, I'd die if you died, and I wouldn't even bother asking."

Tu Su didn't give in to the other party and directly pushed back.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. If I hadn't bound you by force, you would have been stewed into chicken soup by Ye Wuyou."

"Chicken, chicken, chicken soup!"

"Drinking chicken soup is such a delicious thing..."

“No mention of chicken soup!”

"Oh."

"No more chicken soup."

Tu Su curled his lips and stood up unsteadily, but his steps were a little unsteady.

Chicken Beauty frowned.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so weak?"

"A strange price..."

"What price?"

"……Hard to say."

The two of them walked forward swayingly.

But then, the woman's eyes paused slightly, and she suddenly looked up at the sky.

Covered by thick fog, only a faint light could be seen in the dim forest.

The faint light shines from top to bottom, illuminating the earth.

A scorching sun slowly rises.

The fog dissipated.

When the sun shines, everything becomes visible.

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On the altar, Ye Wuyou spoke slowly.

"In this Luohe world, I am invincible."

Nothing has changed.

"Let me become the master of Luo River."

Nothing has changed.

"Let me reach the ninth realm only in this world."

no response……

"What about the Eighth Realm? Seventh Realm is also fine, Seventh Realm is also fine..."

Still no response.

The altar said nothing.

It is only an altar after all.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly. It seemed that this remaining Dao rhyme could not do everything...

My demands are not excessive.

[You need to have a happy union on the Hehuan Altar. Now there are two women beside you. If you practice together, you will surely be able to bring back the glory of the altar.]

Ye Wuyou pretended not to hear the dog barking in the narration.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, one must be crazy to commit debauchery in broad daylight.

There are a total of five Daoyun altars in the Luohe world, and four of them have been used now.

Of course, the rules set by the previous four altars are completely offset and meaningless, harming others and not benefiting oneself.

Now there is only one last chance.

Ye Wuyou would certainly not do anything that would harm others and benefit himself. After wandering around in the Luo River world for quite some time, he gained nothing at least.

"At least, let me see the so-called spirit of the blessed land." Ye Wuyou said silently.

hum...

There is a reaction.

In an instant, the fog around dissipated.

The light and shadow of the surrounding mountains and rivers are revealed.

Ye Wuyou's eyes paused slightly, then he took a step and stepped into the sky.

Look around.

The mountains stretch endlessly, for hundreds and thousands of miles.

The trees are intertwined and green.

And that vast ocean surrounded by endless mountains as far as the eye can see.

It is a beautiful splash-ink landscape painting. (End of this chapter)