My practice narration is weird.

It was snowing heavily and the sky and the earth were covered with white.

The beauty in my arms is as warm as jade.

In this biting cold, only the milky white snow seems to bring a touch of warmth to the cold hearts.

"Wuyou, let's practice together."

The woman's familiar voice, along with her warm and moist breath, rang in my ears.

His eyes paused slightly, and Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at Luo Qinghan in his arms.

His eyes were serious.

It seemed as if he wanted to see something different on Luo Qinghan's face at this moment.

In this biting cold that could freeze a person to pieces, the woman's face was still the same one that Ye Wuyou was very familiar with, with fair skin, flawless beauty, and fair complexion.

The same breath.

Even the feelings conveyed by the soul are exactly the same.

In other words, it’s Luo Qinghan?
[This furnace is quite interesting. It can actually become the master despite the deep erosion. But it is so delightful to see it become like this.]

The pair of eyes that used to be so cold and clear were now flickering gently, and her eyelashes and curved mouth corners smiled at Ye Wuyou without warning.

His fingertips passed around Ye Wuyou's earlobe, and Luo Qinghan whispered.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Wuyou didn't think much about it.

He just thought Luo Qinghan had such a pretty face. If he got beaten up by him and cried, he would...

It looks better.

Ye Wuyou grabbed the woman's hand that was moving up and down behind him, then lowered his eyebrows and said.

"Are you here?"

[Okay, okay, here, of course here, double cultivation in the ice and snow will add a bit of beauty, let this fire of desire melt all the ice and snow in the world, even if she doesn't want to, she can't disobey you]

In this dual cultivation?

Luo Qinghan looked a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Ye Wuyou to ask this, but then her eyes became even stranger, and she put her arms around the man's neck and pressed her body closer to him.

She whispered softly in the man's ear.

"Anywhere."

Ye Wuyou blinked. To be honest, he really didn't understand Luo Qinghan's current situation for a moment.

I just thought of what the little monk said earlier...

He stretched out his hand and pointed his finger at the little monk who was shivering in the cold wind.

"Don't you have to swallow him?"

However, in response to Ye Wuyou's question, Luo Qinghan just shook his head and chuckled.

"You'll help me, won't you?"

Ye Wuyou thought about it and decided to just come clean.

"I will only help Luo Qinghan."

"I know you are confused right now."

There was a slight pause before a soft voice rang out.

"So I will practice dual cultivation with you right now. If you don't believe me, wait until our spirits merge and we have a good look at my appearance to see clearly whether I am Luo Qinghan or not."

"..."

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment.

That’s all.

An untimely sound rang out against the cold wind.

The little monk said while sniffing.

"Master Ye, you need to calm down. Calm down. Don't you hate dual cultivation the most?"

Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at the little monk.

"Oh? Well, I was just teasing you."

The little monk was stunned, opened his mouth, and finally said with great pain.

"Donor Ye, you have to make it clear. The hidden danger of this donor always exists. Even if it is fine now, the reason may be related to me. But if I am gone, I am afraid that I will regret it in the future..."

"Donor Ye, please look carefully. Is the donor in front of you really the same person as before?"

To be honest…yes.

There was no doubt that the person in front of him was Luo Qinghan.

Ye Wuyou was extremely sure of this.

If it were someone else, they might not understand the situation at all and think how could these people with such completely different personalities be the same person?
It must be possessed by something.

But Ye Wuyou felt strangely familiar with Luo Qinghan's current state.

Just like myself before.

[No self] [All living things have no form] [No human form]…

The mood is different.

But they are all Ye Wuyou.

At this moment, Luo Qinghan didn't care about the little monk's words at all. He just pushed Ye Wuyou lightly with his arm and pushed him into the snow.

The snow was already above the knees, and the figures were trapped and submerged in an instant.

The bone-chilling cold came from all directions, but soon, Ye Wuyou felt a warm body covering him, dispelling the coldness around him.

The snow is the softest bed in the world, and the snow is the thinnest quilt in the world.

Ye Wuyou gently raised his hand, placed it across his chest, and pressed his palm against those warm yet cold lips.

Luo Qinghan nodded slightly, looking ahead with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, then said seriously.

"Why do we need to practice dual cultivation?"

"Is it not good?" Luo Qinghan answered the question irrelevantly.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Caiwei just left us."

Luo Qinghan's expression remained unchanged, and a subtle smile gently appeared on his red lips on his icy face.

A light voice came.

"Wouldn't that be more exciting?"

His pupils contracted slightly, and Ye Wuyou opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word at all.

Luo Qinghan, you are truly amazing.

But soon there was laughter.

"Wuyou, don't think too much."

At this moment, Luo Qinghan moved forward slightly, sat on the man's chest, and looked leisurely at the snow-capped surroundings.

Ye Wuyou could only see half of the sky.

The woman's fingertips seemed to be caressing Ye Wuyou's cheek greedily, and light words came.

"【No Limits】Just as you and I thought, it's not me that it protects, but the spine behind me. I don't know whether this spine has been there since I was born or someone deliberately made it later. But because I thought of this early, I am not unprepared."

"That should be a remnant of the ancients. Whether it is a Buddha or something else, it is not important. It just wants me to enter the seventh realm and take the opportunity to corrode me when I find the flaws in my mind. I sensed that something was wrong, so I simply took advantage of it and took the initiative in this battle. So now it is still me, I am still Luo Qinghan, not someone else."

There was a slight pause in his voice, and Luo Qinghan smiled gently, his fingertips gently drawing circles on Ye Wuyou's earlobe.

"Wuyou, you know that I can do this because of you."

"why?"

"I have never seen this method of borrowing bones to be reborn in the world, but I think its root is the same as all the methods of taking over other people's bodies in the world. It wants to take advantage of my lost soul and damaged mind to sneak in, but it's a pity..."

As Luo Qinghan spoke, he gently leaned down, rested his head on Ye Wuyou's forehead, and said with some inexplicable smile.

"My Dao Heart was destroyed beyond recognition by you long ago..."

When Luo Qinghan saw Lu Caiwei under Ye Wuyou with his own eyes, his heart was broken.

Of course, that was in the past, and things are not the same now.

"Cai Wei is gone, I am very sad, but my mind did not reveal the slightest flaw because of this, and that remnant fell into my trap."

Luo Qinghan spoke these words calmly, with a subtle smile on his lips all the time.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything, so Luo Qinghan continued.

The moist and warm lips pressed against the earlobe, and the words floated along with the sound of breathing.

"Wuyou, tell me, if Caiwei were still here, it would be great for the three of us to be together."

Ye Wuyou looked at Luo Qinghan strangely, thinking, could this be what he meant?

but……

"I will rescue Caiwei." He said seriously.

But the latter didn't care, he just closed his eyes gently and recited softly.

"By then, Caiwei will be in front and I will be behind, or you will be in front and I will be behind, or I will be... layer upon layer, intertwined..."

Ye Wuyou's body stiffened slightly.

Damn, that’s really what I meant.

What kind of sandwich is this? Who is the sandwich?

The narration jumped out appropriately, his voice full of excitement.

[The beauty is as gentle as jade in my arms, and there is also a good man behind me who shares the same feelings and adds fuel to the fire]

Ah, adding fuel to the fire or helping the man?

Is this idiom used in this way?
Luo Qinghan slowly stood up at this moment and looked at Ye Wuyou, and the two looked at each other silently.

Compared with before, Luo Qinghan is now less cold and more charming.

But Ye Wuyou looked at her, looking at her charming and beautiful face at this moment.

A completely different feeling came over me.

What he felt was not lust, but deep sadness.

"You still haven't told me why you insist on practicing dual cultivation?" he asked.

"The remnant in my body is a Buddha who practices Hehuan. If I want to borrow its power and completely liberate [No Limits], I have to practice this kind of technique." Luo Qinghan said calmly.

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

"What do you want the power of that remnant for?"

"Reckoning."

The word "liquidation" came out of the woman's mouth.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou's mind suddenly trembled.

Liquidation...

A harsh reckoning...

It seems he has said these words too.

Just a while ago?

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember it. I didn’t know who I said it to, or under what circumstances I said it.

But can dual cultivation give Luo Qinghan the power to settle accounts with those guys?

No, there are still risks.

Even though Luo Qinghan is still able to maintain his true self now, as the little monk said, this matter is always a hidden danger and no one knows what will happen next.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed determination, he thought this shouldn't be the case.

You just have to bear the risks and hidden dangers yourself.

Moreover, no matter what happens, he must keep an eye on Luo Qinghan.

These inexplicable words always lingered in Ye Wuyou's ears and echoed in his heart, and even he had never forgotten them.

"This can't be done, Qinghan, I will help you deal with the remaining evildoers."

Ye Wuyou said this, but in return he received a cold look from Luo Qinghan.

The woman pointed a hand at Ye Wuyou's chest and said coldly.

"Ye Wuyou, do you think I will listen to you now?" "You are wrong."

"Ok?"

"You haven't heard much of me before." Ye Wuyou said seriously.

The woman chuckled, then her eyes softened again. She leaned against Ye Wuyou's chest, listening quietly to his heartbeat, and spoke softly.

"I know, you are worried about me, right? But I know my limits..."

Luo Qinghan needs strength.

It's not just for the sake of clearing out the remnants, it's not just for revenge.

And she must protect the person under her tightly and imprison her forever.

The narrator's voice now rang in Ye Wuyou's mind.

[Clearance, severe settlement! ]

[A beautiful woman is like jade in the arms, a gentleman hides his talent in his body, and he acts at the right time. The seductive look of this furnace tripod makes you even more tempted. This is a great opportunity, why are you still hesitating...]

Ye Wuyou was torn between his conscience and his desires at this moment.

finally……

Never mind, let’s just fix it once.

Just once.

Who can bear this situation?

Then wake Luo Qinghan up.

Ye Wuyou was ready at this moment.

And the light voice came out slowly from Luo Qinghan's mouth.

"From now on, Wuyou, I will practice dual cultivation with you for 99,199 times in a row. There can be no interruption. I have already thought about the time. It will be divided into three years. After three years, I will be able to achieve enlightenment. By then, I will clear all the remaining evildoers and leave no one behind."

There seemed to be silence in the snow for a moment.

Even the narrator fell into deep silence at this moment...

The next moment, Ye Wuyou jumped up.

……

The little monk sniffed hard, then looked at Ye Wuyou who was standing next to him with surprise.

"Ye, Donor Ye, what are you doing?"

Ye Wuyou looked solemn and spoke slowly.

"I don't really like dual cultivation."

Then, Ye Wuyou turned around and asked.

"How are you going to deal with the remnant in her body?"

"To reply to the donor, that is a living Buddha."

The little monk responded subconsciously at first, but then realized something and looked at Ye Wuyou in surprise.

"Does the donor mean to help me?"

Ye Wuyou did not respond.

He just looked quietly at the soft snow in front of him.

The woman's figure floated quietly up from the fluffy snow, with snowflakes flying around her figure.

In an instant, the temperature around changed again.

In just a few breaths, the little monk's skin was torn apart by the cold.

A voice came with a sigh.

"Wuyou, you shouldn't be like this."

Luo Qinghan shook his head slightly.

There is no boundary among the Happy Buddhas.

But she was only willing to practice dual cultivation with Ye Wuyou ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

Doesn’t Ye Wuyou want to practice dual cultivation with me?
But he had clearly already made up his mind just now.

She had clearly given everything to Ye Wuyou, so why was Ye Wuyou so stressed out? Even disobeying her?

The woman's voice was indifferent, but it only brought back a smile from Ye Wuyou.

"Qinghan, don't waste your time talking to me. Let's just fight first, and then I'll talk to you properly after that."

Luo Qinghan's eyes were startled for a moment, but then he just sneered.

"Just you?"

Seven Realms of Divine Wisdom.

Completely liberated [no limit].

The Dao domain unfolds.

[Bloody Cold]

The golden Buddha image stood behind Luo Qinghan at this moment. The snowy world turned bright red at this moment, and countless big red lotuses appeared around Ye Wuyou.

Luo Qinghan stepped lightly on the tiptoes of the top of the ancient temple, her hair fluttering gently, and she looked at Ye Wuyou indifferently.

"Wuyou, what right do you have to be my enemy now?"

Ye Wuyou did not answer her question, but just reached out and tapped his right eye.

The right eye recorded everything that just happened.

The man looked at Luo Qinghan and smiled softly.

"Qinghan, I am looking forward to your expression when you wake up and hear what I just said."

Luo Qinghan paused slightly and stared at Ye Wuyou for a long time.

A strange smile gradually appeared on the pretty face.

With his sleeves fluttering, Luo Qinghan covered his face with his hands, his waist slightly bent, as if he couldn't suppress that inexplicable smile.

The voice of the woman with a charming smile came along with the cold ice crystals.

The words stirred up all directions.

"Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou, Wuyou..."

"You guys really make me happy!!!"

……

Lu Caiwei woke up in a forest.

This forest does not seem to be sparsely populated, and footprints of travelers can be vaguely seen on the mountain path.

Is it Yunwu Mountain?

No.

The scenery is completely different.

Even if she looked into the distance, there was no trace of a city within a hundred miles, but instead vast tracts of mountains and forests.

It’s not Dayan, Dayan doesn’t have such an environment.

What is this place?
The jade mirror was held in the hand, but no matter how many messages were sent, there was no response.

Lu Caiwei sat cross-legged beside the mountain path for a long time.

She eventually confirmed a few things.

First, his own Qi was almost dried up, with only a little remaining, but he had no difficulty in using his supernatural powers.

Because the spiritual energy... is everywhere, all over the mountains and forests, all over the body, and can be obtained just by breathing, as if it is inexhaustible.

Far more abundant than the Luo River.

Second, Xia Anmeng is missing.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were a little dim.

Without her master by her side, she felt like she was missing a backbone.

3. The sword in my hand...

The sword has a clear edge without much cutting edge.

It was the one he had lost in Luo River.

Four……

Lu Caiwei looked at the palm of her hand.

She was swallowed by the whirlpool and she couldn't feel anything at that moment.

But in the palm of his hand, there was Ye Wuyou's handwriting.

Ye Wuyou would never leave any meaningless information.

But what do these two words mean?
Just as Lu Caiwei was trying to think carefully, her eyes narrowed slightly and she looked towards a corner of the mountain.

A faint quarrel.

Lu Caiwei listened for a while, frowned, then stood up and walked in a certain direction.

……

There was a sneer in his voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are not very good at cultivation. You are just a guy who can only read some poems and books to make the elders happy. You rely on the Second Elder's appreciation, so everyone gives in to you and is too lazy to talk nonsense with you. But the Second Elder is gone, and the Sect Master has changed his position. Now that you are outside the sect, why are you still so naive?"

"This is my stuff..." the girl's low voice sounded.

Before she could finish her words, her figure was already pushed down by the young man’s heavy foot, the dusty sole of his shoe stepped on the girl’s head, and he stepped lightly a few times.

A low whimper was heard, but it was only met with a few laughs from those around.

"She cried, she cried, she really cried."

"Like reading and painting? Is it useful? In the past, they came over every day to check on us when we were doing those annoying homework! Tell me what kind of culture is needed for cultivation? Talent is enough, culture is bullshit!"

"And what do you mean by a formation that looks like a city wall? Yes, I'm asking you if there is a formation called a city wall in your practice? Tell me what a city wall is."

"As for you, the elder said before he died that you have the talent to create a technique for the sect. With your level of cultivation, you still want to create a technique? You can't even practice it yourself!"

Curses were mixed with laughter, blending together and covering up the low sobs.

A clear sword light floated from the air.

"Flying a sword... building a foundation, a foundation-building cultivator?"

"No, I can't detect any aura...at least it's a golden elixir."

For a moment, the noise in the field fell silent.

The girl stood on the tip of the sword, glanced at the ground lightly, and frowned slightly.

Looking at the group of people sweating profusely, Lu Caiwei showed a trace of disgust in her eyes. She did not speak, but the sword light on the tip of the sword became brighter, carrying a sharp sword intent.

In an instant, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Not until the figures disappeared did Lu Caiwei step lightly down from the tip of the sword, looked at the girl who was still curled up on the ground, thought for a moment, and gently patted her shoulder.

"No, it's okay."

She wanted to find someone to ask what this place was.

How far is it from Da Yan?

The girl is not very old, about eleven or twelve years old, and Lu Caiwei is confident that she can handle it.

The girl's body was trembling. After a long while, she finally realized something. She slowly raised her head, revealing a face covered with tears and dirt.

"Thank you, senior..."

Lu Caiwei didn't care. She just stretched out her fingertips and a touch of aura... spiritual energy rippled out, sweeping away the dust and dirt on the girl.

But then, those clear eyes paused slightly.

The purple hair fluttered slightly, and although the face was still very childish, it was somewhat similar to the Star Lord I saw that day...

"Senior, senior..."

The calling voice brought Lu Caiwei back from her thoughts. She looked at the girl in front of her, who had an awkward, confused and frightened look, and shook her head.

Just a coincidence.

She leaned forward and asked softly.

"You, you, what's your name?"

"Wenqu." (End of this chapter)