My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 543 Past, Present, and Future
In a world of mixed black and white, Ye Wuyou stood quietly.

Ye Wuyou looked ahead, at the dejected figure, and at his aging self.

Everything around me stopped.

In this space, everything is truly still and there is no movement at all.

The falling light curtain, the terrifying whirlpool, the splashing black mud, and the outstretched ghost hand.

Luo Qinghan stood up, and Lu Caiwei was suspended in the air...

All still.

So much so that at this moment, Ye Wuyou only felt that everything seemed extremely quiet.

Even the narration in my mind has lost its words at this moment, as if it has fallen into silence.

Quiet, extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat, so quiet that the faint sound of my breathing kept getting amplified in my ears until it sounded like thunder.

After.

Deadly quiet.

Quiet and noisy, two completely different and opposite concepts, appeared in Ye Wuyou's mind almost at the same time and filled his mind. For the first time, he realized that these two things could actually appear at the same time.

There was no noisy narration in his mind, but at this moment Ye Wuyou's expression was tense, veins bulged on his forehead, and his spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Until that sentence sounded again, bringing a slight change to this extremely quiet and silent world without a single sound.

"I advise you not to do that."

The tense expression gradually relaxed at this moment. Ye Wuyou only felt that he was like a person who had just fallen off a cliff, but was now pulled back from the edge of the cliff.

As his head turned, his gaze slightly looked to the side, looking at Lu Caiwei who was so close yet seemed so far away.

The girl's figure is now in front of the whirlpool, as if she will be swallowed up in the next moment.

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth. He had thousands of doubts and countless questions in his mind.

But in the end, he just uttered a few words slowly.

"why?"

Why not save Lu Caiwei?
The old voice fell silent for a moment, and the old man's eyes became cloudy again. It was not until a moment later that he became a little more sober, as if he remembered something.

The voice came slowly.

“Because I’ve done that before.”

"I remember...I saved her."

"I remember that I saved her, and I also led them out of this strange place. According to the instructions at that time, we went to the outside world and to that deserted island..."

At this moment, the old figure suddenly stood up from the tree stump, and walked forward step by step with a hunched figure.

With every step he took, words were heard by Ye Wuyou.

“But she still died. She was the master of the blessed land, an existence coveted by countless people in this world. Wen Qu and many others, they were all in the ninth realm, waiting outside. I couldn’t do all that at the time. Even if I played all my cards, I couldn’t protect her…”

This was interrupted by an angry roar.

"Can't do it? Can't protect her? So should I just give up on her and let her be torn to pieces by the whirlpool here?"

The voice paused slightly, then came again.

"You're kidding, you just can't do it."

The old man paused for a moment and slowed down his pace.

He raised his eyes quietly, a hint of clarity flashed in his cloudy eyes, and an indescribable smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Ye Wuyou looked at himself.

Looking at my younger self.

Looking at him, he spoke with resentment at this moment.

He listened to the audible anger in the words.

And beneath the anger, there is a hint of strong denial...fear.

Because I was afraid that what would happen would happen, because I was afraid of my own words, and because I didn't want to accept it.

Also, the position of "Lord of Luo River" was given up by Ye Wuyou himself and was later obtained by Lu Caiwei.

The only opportunity in the world has become the biggest crisis in the world.

All of this comes only from the choice you made in the first place.

It was he who harmed Lu Caiwei.

He was unwilling to accept it, unwilling to admit it, and unwilling to face it.

So I strongly denied all of this.

Looking at this scene, a familiar feeling leaped into the heart that had been decayed by the years. The turbidity in the old eyes was no longer there, and they became a little clearer. Ye Wuyou sighed softly and looked at the young man opposite him calmly.

Ye Wuyou spoke quietly.

"What would you do if she died?"

"She won't die. I won't stand by and watch this happen!"

The young and angry words were interrupted by Ye Wuyou's old voice.

"I just ask this, if she dies, what will you do?"

Ye Wuyou didn't bother with himself at all. He just made a simple and rough conclusion and asked the question.

There was a pause, and then there was the sound of heavy breathing and a hoarse voice that was slightly mad and angry.

"Clear up, settle all of this, those guys, eliminate all the remnants of the ancients, leave no one alive, and never let them go!"

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly, seemingly not surprised by his own answer.

Because he thought so too...at the beginning.

Ye Wuyou looked at Luo Qinghan not far away, with reminiscence in his eyes.

He spoke again, his voice calm and melodious with the passage of time.

But the madness and anger in the eyes of the young figure instantly shattered and turned into dust.

“So, three years later, Qinghan was gone too.”

W-what...

The young man looked up in disbelief, the madness in his eyes faded away, and his gaze was fixed on the old man standing in front of him.

The disappeared madness reappeared in his eyes, and strong questioning and denial came.

"How could you, you... No, I'm not you."

After hearing all this, Ye Wuyou looked indifferent, took another step and walked towards himself.

He paid no attention to these negative words. He just spoke quietly to himself, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and talked about the past.

Speak to yourself.

"Caiwei is gone, Qinghan is gone too, you finally stepped into the Seventh Realm and eliminated the strange influence, then you started your revenge..."

"For revenge, you'll do anything and go your own way..."

"Bai Lu is gone too. In order to save you, she drained away the last bit of her royal blood..."

"At that time, you finally realized that something was wrong, but there was no turning back. You had made too many enemies. Even if you wanted to stop, they would not let you go..."

"After that, Luo Yue was gone too. [Spirit Reincarnation and General Dispatching] was her last gift to you. The last spirit in it was herself."

Light words came out of Ye Wuyou's mouth softly, and each short sentence seemed to contain an infinite story, full of endless experiences, and deep-buried regrets.

Ye Wuyou suddenly put on a smile, which was full of sarcasm.

"After that, I went through a lot of things..."

"But you still did it. You wiped out all the remnants of the ancients. You built Jingguan with their heads and palaces with their bones. Even Bai Yuchan was crushed to pieces by you the moment he stepped out of Penglai, and his soul flew away."

"No one in the world can be your enemy anymore. What is the Nine Realms? What is Wenqu? What is Bai Yuchan? What is Zhu Jiuyin?"

"There are not many people who can withstand your palm strike. You have reached the pinnacle of cultivation. The Great Dao has merged with you and you are in control of the universe."

"In the end, all that awaits me is a dreamless return to silence."

The anger and madness in his eyes finally slowly faded away. The young Ye Wuyou raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at the old man who was standing in front of him with mixed emotions.

Some difficult words came out of his mouth.

"I do not believe."

There was no emotion in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

"What you don't believe is the future I'm talking about? Or the words I'm saying?"

He paused for a moment, then smiled again. "I know, you don't believe either of them. I am you, I am Ye Wuyou, and you don't believe anything, not even your own words."

The young Ye Wuyou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute something, but in the end... he did not make any rebuttal.

In contrast, Ye Wuyou's eyes revealed a fierce and determined look.

"The future... can be changed."

Ye Wuyou looked indifferent, stretched out his hand towards himself, and spoke slowly.

“That’s why I’m here.”

A booklet was taken out by Ye Wuyou from his younger self.

This is the booklet in which Ye Wuyou records all the big and small events because of his [forgetfulness].

Then, he turned up his ragged sleeves, took out another object from his body, and handed it to Ye Wuyou.

Two identical booklets.

But one of them seems to be a little older.

When two booklets appeared in Ye Wuyou's hands at the same time.

One of the books flashed a few times at this moment, and then slowly dissipated in Ye Wuyou's hand.

A calm voice came.

“It’s a simple paradox.”

“When the present meets the past, the past dissolves.”

Just like Bai Changzai on the second day, seeing Bai Changzai yesterday.

In the end, only Bai Changzai was left.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Wuyou looked at the remaining booklet in his hand.

That's an older one.

"But I am now..."

“To you, you are the present, but to me, I am the present.”

Old Ye Wuyou spoke slowly at this moment, as if he knew everything.

"To you, you are the present and I am your future."

"But to me, I am the present and you are my past."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou almost felt that his body had changed in an instant.

The arm that was clearly firmly on his body seemed to be falling apart at this moment.

Even though only bones were left, I could still clearly feel the existence of my arm.

But this feeling is fleeting.

His body shape returned to normal and he no longer felt strange. Ye Wuyou's breathing became a little faster.

"If it's according to what you said, why didn't I disappear..."

An old voice came from in front of him.

"Do you remember that you used [Backtrack] several times in the past? But when you returned to the scene you saw in the past, you were not Ye Wuyou, but existed in the form of a [Ghost]."

The first time was Xu Qingyuan’s final [Looking Back].

The second time was when I was with Luo Qinghan on Beiyuan, when [Time Zero] and [Backtrack] collided.

In these two times of [recalling], Ye Wuyou was a [ghost].

In an instant, Ye Wuyou seemed to realize something.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him.

"You, you are a [Ghost]?"

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"With the Dao integrated into my body, I can be a [Ghost], but I... am not."

The old Ye Wuyou didn't seem to want to say too much on this topic, he quietly changed the subject.

"After that, cultivation had no meaning to me. My long life was more like a prison to me. Day after day, year after year, I still saw the same old rising and setting of the sun and the moon..."

"I looked for many opportunities to change all this..."

"So, I thought of [Recalling], I thought of the conversation with [Tian Yan] in the past, and I thought of going back to the past."

"But as I said, this is a paradox. I can't see my past self, but if I want to change everything, I have to go to the past. This is a dead end."

The young Ye Wuyou had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and finally said seriously.

"But you still saw me."

"That's because this is the only chance. I have counted all the chances in my life, and this is the only chance I have."

Ye Wuyou said softly, then waved his sleeves.

An illusory sapling appeared in front of him.

It exudes a strong and strange atmosphere.

【years】

However, [Time], which had never been captured before, is now sealed.

"【Years】 exist in the future, not in the present. You now cannot take them down no matter what, but I can..."

Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly, and then a sigh appeared in his eyes.

"When [Backtrack], [Time Zero] and [Years] exist at the same time and blend with each other, they represent the 'past', 'present' and 'future'."

"This is the only chance. I finally got over it all, stepped into the past, met you, and met my past self."

Ye Wuyou took [Years] from the other party.

A thick booklet that exudes an old-fashioned atmosphere, and an illusory and strange forbidden place.

He was silent for a long time, and his eyes seemed to have lost all their sharpness. The mood that had always been ready to explode with you had long since disappeared.

There is actually nothing wrong with this.

If you are barefoot, you are not afraid of wearing shoes. If you are willing to be cut, you dare to drag the emperor off the horse. If you are alone and have no worries, you will have flaws all over your body, but naturally you will have no flaws.

But now, Ye Wuyou is no longer alone.

Ye Wuyou looked at Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan.

"what should I do?"

If you want to change everything, you obviously need a way.

Lao Wuyou looked at himself in front of him, then at Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan.

"Let her be swallowed by the vortex of this moment."

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes suddenly and looked at himself.

The voice came again.

"The vortex swallowing this place is not the end, but I have used [Tian Yan] to calculate the only way to survive over the endless years."

There was a flash of pity in his cloudy eyes, but he still spoke slowly in the end.

"This blessed land is coveted by too many people. Even if I help you get through this disaster, you will still have to face the covetousness of countless people in the years to come. It's not just Wen Qu and Bai Yuchan right now, as well as the Nine Realms ants outside, the remnants of the ancients hiding in the present, and many more..."

"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have ended up like this..."

There was a slight pause, as if he mentioned something sad, and Lao Wuyou's voice trembled slightly.

When he spoke again, he had regained his composure.

“Being swallowed by a vortex is not the end. It is just like I stepped into the present moment from the future. Each vortex leads to a different time and a different place…”

"Each vortex may seem chaotic, but in fact, there is a pattern in this chaos. We are in different time periods, and the arrangement of the vortices I see is actually different from what you see."

Lao Wuyou stretched out his hand and pointed to the side.

Ye Wuyou looked in the direction where he was looking, but there was nothing there, only a pure white curtain of light.

But Lao Wuyou said this.

"There is a whirlpool here, but you can't see it? That's normal, because to me, it represents the past and an abrupt vision, but to you now, it is the most normal sight. You will automatically ignore it, not watching it, not observing it."

"This place and this moment is the intersection of the past, present, and future. Caiwei has no future according to the judgment of [Time], so she cannot reach the future."

"And she is in the present. Naturally, the vortex that can be observed by you and her is not in the present."

"So, she could only step into the past."

(End of this chapter)