My practice narration is weird.

Two figures fell from the sky and crashed into the snow.

Not long after, Ye Wuyou was the first to get up. The black armor slowly peeled off and shrank, and the gray armor surface disappeared bit by bit, revealing a clear gaze.

With the power of [No-Man], victory is inevitable.

Luo Qinghan's chest rose and fell slightly, and he kept gasping for breath. When he saw Ye Wuyou looking at him, he was silent at first, and then, as if to vent his anger, he waved his hand and squeezed the snow hard.

boom.

The snowball hit Ye Wuyou's cheek accurately. The latter had no expression on his face, but he spoke in a serious tone of persuasion.

“Qinghan, the power of the living Buddha you mentioned is limited to this. He can’t even defeat me, so how can he settle accounts with those guys? Qinghan, it’s true that there are no flaws in your mind, but you have been deceived.”

boom.

Ye Wuyou wiped the snowflakes off his face, paused, and spoke again.

"Stop making trouble. I'll help you deal with the remnant."

bang, bang, bang...

Snowballs hit Ye Wuyou one by one. At this moment, there was no trace of charm in Luo Qinghan's eyes, but full of anger.

The anger in his heart was not from Ye Wuyou.

She was angry at herself.

Unable to defeat.

Why can’t we defeat them?

This is clearly a strange land with no lower limits, and it is also her own realm of Tao.

She is a genuine seventh realm, and Ye Wuyou is a sixth realm.

But even so, he still couldn't beat Ye Wuyou.

Luo Qinghan never wanted to show weakness to others, even if the other party was Ye Wuyou, her own...but deep down she also hoped that she was stronger than the other party.

hateful.

I met Ye Wuyou by chance at the border of the strange territory. He was as strong as a monster and I couldn't defeat him no matter how hard I tried.

If this power is limited to this, how can I protect Ye Wuyou from being invaded by others?

Luo Qinghan's mind was in a state of confusion, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Stop smashing it."

The voice came with a hint of admonition.

Luo Qinghan turned a deaf ear to it.

Just smash it, smash it, smash it.

Snowballs flew up and down in Luo Qinghan's hands and hit Ye Wuyou accurately, as if only in this way could he vent his dissatisfaction in his heart.

After throwing countless snowballs, Ye Wuyou stopped talking and walked silently to the ancient temple.

Luo Qinghan just picked up a snowball and looked at Ye Wuyou with a puzzled look.

What is he going to do?
The man stretched out his hand and pulled out a sharp piece of icicle.

Luo Qinghan was stunned for a moment, looked at the snowball in his hand, then looked at the icicle in Ye Wuyou's hand, then he gritted his teeth, straightened his chest, and looked determined to fight to the death.

The icicles were pierced out in an instant.

But it hit the little monk next to him accurately.

The little monk let out a strange cry after being hit, and looked at Ye Wuyou with his head in his hands, looking puzzled.

"Donor Ye, why?"

"Nothing. I thought you must have frozen to death after watching the show for so long without saying anything."

The little monk's body was covered in torn flesh and blood was flowing out. He looked extremely miserable.

It is like the people who are being punished in the eight cold hells.

But...even though he looked so miserable, the little monk was still fine.

Ye Wuyou responded casually and nodded at the little monk.

"what should I do?"

The young monk was stunned at first, then he quickly straightened his expression, slowly raised his torn hands and clasped them in front of his chest.

"If Donor Ye is not here, I will swallow this female donor into my stomach to prevent future troubles."

Ye Wuyou glanced at the little monk.

The little monk shrank his head when Ye Wuyou stared at him, looking a little timid.

"You are quite direct." Ye Wuyou said lightly.

The little monk shrank his head when Ye Wuyou stared at him, looking a little timid.

But the words remained calm.

"I never lie to anyone, and Mr. Ye doesn't like to hear lies."

After a pause, the little monk looked up at the strange area in the sky and spoke again.

"That living Buddha was born from the donor's spine, and so is this strange land. If Donor Ye can extract the donor's spine, I will leave the subsequent changes to you. However, this will be a painful thing for this female donor..."

"The spine is the pillar of the human body, connecting the flesh and blood to the lungs and internal organs. The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to regenerate..."

Ye Wuyou didn't listen any further.

He walked straight forward, stood in the snow, leaned over gently, then reached out and picked up the woman lying in the snow.

A handful of snowflakes were stuffed into his collar. Ye Wuyou shrank his neck, said nothing, and continued walking forward.

He walked into the ancient temple in that mysterious place and closed the door.

Luo Qinghan stopped making a fuss at this moment and was quietly placed on the ground by Ye Wuyou. After thinking for a while, Ye Wuyou took off his already tattered ink-black robe and placed it on the ground beneath him.

The two of them sat on the ground. Luo Qinghan didn't look at Ye Wuyou at first. After a while, he slowly turned his head and looked forward.

"Do you really believe that monk?"

Ye Wuyou shook his head and nodded.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Even if he wasn't there, I wouldn't allow you to have such a hidden danger."

"I can handle it." Luo Qinghan frowned and spoke firmly.

"But I don't want to." Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes and responded neatly.

"What about you?" Luo Qinghan said coldly.

Myself?
With his fingertips touching Ye Wuyou's chest, Luo Qinghan spoke confidently, his voice piercing.

"You were in that state just now. Don't you have any hidden dangers? Ye Wuyou, if you can do it, then I, Qinghan, can do it, too."

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

"Risks? Hidden dangers? I am certainly aware of them, but compared to the current situation, what does it matter?"

"Wuyou, you said before that in the judgment of [Time], both you and I have only reached the seventh realm. Then what happens after the seventh realm? Of course, neither you nor I know what will happen next, but do you still remember what the Star Lord said? She wanted to take you back to practice, regardless of the gazes of so many people, and said in public that she would take you back to practice with her..."

The woman's voice suddenly became louder and more excited.

"I don't know how long that bitch has lived, but she insisted on taking you back with her. What else could she have done? It must have been something so filthy!"

"Ye Wuyou, when I saw Caiwei like that before, my heart was almost broken, and now it's you again. Do you want me to see you being pinned down by that old woman? Do you want me to watch all this happen again!!!"

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

"Without this power, what can I use to invade...protect you!"

Luo Qinghan is only at the seventh realm at the moment.

Although it was not a life-and-death fight, it still forced Ye Wuyou to use [No-Man Form].

The existence without a human form directly ignored Luo Qinghan's Dao domain, and with [Adaptation] on his body, he had already adapted to all of Luo Qinghan's magical powers in the past.

Thanks to this, Ye Wuyou won the victory.

Moreover, because of the existence of [No Lower Limit], Luo Qinghan was not harmed at all.

If both sides are fighting for the first time, the outcome is still unknown.

This is not the power of the Seventh Realm.

At the moment, Luo Qinghan seemed to have calmed down, and everything was the same as before, but Luo Qinghan in that state just now reminded Ye Wuyou of himself.

A very strong sense of déjà vu.

Although the effect of [Forgetfulness] made Ye Wuyou no longer remember what happened in the strange domain, his fear of the narrator was still there in his heart, and for some reason it became even deeper.

[No self][No form for all living beings][No form for people][No form for the living being]…

Ye Wuyou will never forget everything he experienced during his previous inner demon calamity.

Luo Qinghan’s current situation is just like his own.

But Ye Wuyou would not allow Luo Qinghan to take such risks.

You can take this risk yourself.

Even if this goes against Luo Qinghan's wishes, even if this is too tough, Ye Wuyou will completely eliminate the hidden dangers in her.

The outstretched arm was firmly grasped by Luo Qinghan.

The woman said coldly.

"Caiwei is gone. I don't blame you, but I don't want to let any of those guys go, so..."

There was a slight pause in his voice, because Luo Qinghan was surprised to find that his arm loosened without his control.

Is Ye Wuyou determined to do this...

Luo Qinghan bit her teeth lightly and was about to say something, but she only heard the calm voice of the man in front of her.

"You're right. Risks and hidden dangers are nothing to you and me right now. I think so too."

"Then why are you still..." Luo Qinghan was stunned.

"Do you know why I have to do this?" Ye Wuyou asked, looking up.

Luo Qinghan frowned.

The corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and Ye Wuyou's expression looked a little heavy, but his voice was still full of smiles.

"Because Caiwei is gone."

Luo Qinghan remained silent.

Because Caiwei is gone, Luo Qinghan doesn't want to lose Ye Wuyou.

Because Caiwei is gone, Ye Wuyou doesn't want to lose Luo Qinghan.

Both are the same idea, but they lead to different choices.

Both of them are right.

There is no right or wrong in this matter.

Ye Wuyou's voice came softly.

"I will bear all the risks and hidden dangers."

"I will do all the clearing."

"It's the same now."

Luo Qinghan's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of hesitation.

She is strong.

Although she is not as good as Ye Wuyou at the moment, she can be stronger.

She wanted to help Ye Wuyou.

But would this... make him worried?

The man's last words reached my ears.

"I will find Caiwei back." Luo Qinghan was silent for a long time, and finally leaned in Ye Wuyou's arms.

"Worry-free."

"what happened?"

"You're so selfish."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were silent, and his fingertips lightly lifted and rested on the woman's jade neck.

At this moment, the dark blue ghost hand also pinched his neck.

He leaned over, holding the woman tightly in his arms like the tightest restraints.

His body trembled suddenly.

From the dilapidated ancient temple, a woman's heavy moan filled with some pain was heard.

……

Golden light shines brightly in this mysterious place.

A vague figure can be vaguely seen in the heavy snow.

I can't tell the gender, the gender, or the face.

Buddha has no form.

The little monk, whose body was covered with snow, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from his meditation. His originally lively eyes turned indifferent at this moment.

There was a golden light in the sky and angry voices could be heard faintly.

The golden light suddenly scattered, but the corners of the little monk's mouth kept expanding. The next moment, his head shattered directly, but the big mouth that was as cracked as the abyss did not disappear. The whole strange area fell into darkness, as if everything was swallowed up.

It was as dark as night at this moment, but it did not last long. The darkness faded away, the wind and snow stopped, and spots of sunlight flickered faintly in the sky covered by dark clouds.

The little monk reappeared at the same place.

Boom, boom...

Bursts of horrible chewing sounds came from the little monk's mouth, and as his mouth opened and closed, blood could be vaguely seen.

Another moment.

The temple door, which was only a shadow, was opened, and Ye Wuyou walked out, with blood stains continuously leaving from the back of his neck.

His body seemed to be unable to stand, and a [Ghost] appeared behind him, carrying him forward.

The little monk looked at Ye Wuyou for a few seconds, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Donor Ye is willing to let someone else fill in his spine, but even if he can recover, his own practice will be frustrated."

Ye Wuyou looked calm, but his aura had inevitably dropped a bit compared to before.

"Realm means nothing to me."

"Oh? What do you mean, benefactor?"

After a few moments of silence, Ye Wuyou shook his head and did not answer.

He used his own spine to fill Luo Qinghan's space, and the spine behind Luo Qinghan had already turned into food in the little monk's mouth.

His realm dropped, but Ye Wuyou suddenly felt...

no difference.

He seemed to understand how to integrate the Tao into his body.

The little monk kept a strange smile on his face as he stared at Ye Wuyou. Ye Wuyou slowly turned his head and frowned.

"You're not the same as before."

"Really?" The little monk smiled gently.

Ye Wuyou silently looked at the little monk in front of him.

The other person's figure has grown a little taller, and his face is no longer as childish as before.

Besides.

There is also a change in the expression on his face.

That kind of expression, which was shown by Luo Qinghan before, could make Ye Wuyou's heart move.

But when it appeared on this little monk, Ye Wuyou would only want to kick him to death.

"Stop talking nonsense and bring it here."

He extended his hand toward the little monk, his tone firm.

"I don't understand what you are saying, benefactor..." the little monk smiled gently.

Ye Wuyou retracted his hand, then stretched it out again with a knife in his hand.

The little monk was stunned, his happy expression disappeared, and he reluctantly spat out something from his mouth.

[No lower limit]

Ye Wuyou didn't say any more nonsense, took [No Bottom Line], turned around and left.

The little monk hesitated and shouted at Ye Wuyou.

"Donor, I am hungry..."

"If you're hungry, go find something to eat yourself. Am I your father? How many times have I fed you?"

The little monk was stunned for a moment, said "oh", and turned away angrily.

But then he was stopped by Ye Wuyou.

A questioning voice came.

"Monk, let me ask you, you feed on the weird, what if one day you have consumed all the weird in the world?"

This question made the little monk look confused.

"In reply to your question, I don't know, but I think I have a way."

Is there any way?
Ye Wuyou stared for a long time, and finally slowly looked away.

What he actually wanted to ask was...

When the little monk swallows all the weirdness in the world one day, what about himself?
Will it become food for the other party?

But all this is too far away at the moment, so Ye Wuyou doesn't care.

The ancient temple was originally a creation formed based on the strange domain, but it finally disappeared at this moment.

Luo Qinghan was sitting cross-legged quietly on the snow. When he heard footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked forward.

Unlike Ye Wuyou whose aura dropped, Luo Qinghan's aura was not affected at all. Instead, it became even more refined.

The two looked at each other.

Luo Qinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Wuyou's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

To be honest, according to Luo Qinghan's words, dual cultivation is indeed useful.

There is something about the Laughing Buddha.

Just now, Ye Wuyou pulled out his own spine and replaced it with Luo Qinghan's, while he himself could only lie limp on the spot.

I thought Luo Qinghan would also need to adjust his breathing before he could adapt, but it turned out that the other party's movements had no effect at all.

The spine installed on the other person is stronger than the original one.

The result was that he watched Qinghan jump out of his arms and then rise high above him.

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and handed [No Bottom Line] to Luo Qinghan.

But Luo Qinghan just glanced at him and then looked away.

"No more."

"why?"

Luo Qinghan said calmly.

"Just now, I gave it a choice, or rather, I took the initiative to keep it."

"But it follows the spine and protects the living Buddha, not me."

"Since you've left me, don't come back."

Ye Wuyou was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Is there a possibility that it is just a brainless weirdo who doesn't really understand this kind of melodrama? If you tell it that, only I can understand it."

"I'm talking about you, Ye Wuyou." Luo Qinghan said lightly.

Ye Wuyou smacked his lips slightly, "I won't leave."

Luo Qinghan sneered.

"If you want to leave, I will, I will..."

Luo Qinghan kept saying "I just" for a long time without saying anything harsh, so Ye Wuyou simply took over the conversation.

"Please just draw your sword and write it off immediately?"

Luo Qinghan's eyes froze for a moment, revealing confusion.

Ye Wuyou said nothing and banned [No Bottom Line].

As of right now, there are enough weird things about Ye Wuyou that he could open a store.

Apart from those that have already been integrated into the body.

【Blur】【Years】【No Limit】

The remaining three are weird.

There is also the statue of [Words Come True] inside the [Ghost Gate Coffin].

The sacred tree did not provide any new places for suppression, so these weirdnesses could not be integrated into itself.

Ye Wuyou decided to go back and put them all in prison.

Luo Qinghan's voice came, asking.

"Wuyou, what are you going to do next?"

How to do it?
"Yes, if you had listened to me, we would have practiced together for three years and I would have been able to wipe out all those evildoers. But now, what are you going to do?"

……

The threat from that star god and Bai Yuchan is still there, but apart from that, what exactly happened at that time?
Ye Wuyou really didn't know what to do for a moment.

But no matter what, it was impossible for him to practice dual cultivation for three years as Luo Qinghan said.

Ye Wuyou sorted out his thoughts and decided that no matter what, it would be better to record what was happening now.

He took out the booklet.

The moment he got his hands on it, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This is not the original one I had...

This booklet is much older.

what happened……

[Why worry too much, just open it and read it]

The narrator's voice rang in Ye Wuyou's heart. He nodded and reached out, wanting to turn the page.

Perhaps all the answers lie here.

The fingertips trembled slightly, as if dusty memories emerged in the mind.

"Don't open it."

"Go find Lu Qingshan, he will help you." (End of this chapter)