My practice narration is weird.

"Sister Sword Fairy, did you fall asleep last night? No, sister, you haven't rested for several months. If you have a high level, can you stay awake all the time?"

"Sister Sword Fairy, we will soon reach Luo River. Although it is said to be a blessed land, it is actually very desolate. What are you going there for, sister?"

"Sister Sword Fairy, Tianji Tower? Wenqu has never heard of Tianji Tower..."

There is no Tianji Tower...

Lu Caiwei looked a little silent. She was sitting on a mountain path at the moment. Wenqu was playing alone in the open space in front of her.

Over the past few months, she is no longer as confused as she was at the beginning and has become aware of the changes in the world.

This is the past, a long, long time ago.

Across the times.

In the previous 'now', the only meager spiritual energy in the world that could be produced by the Luo River was now readily available in just a breath.

But at the moment, this spiritual energy seems to be extremely abundant in Lu Caiwei's eyes, but in Wenqu's words, it is extremely "poor".

"The spiritual energy is very weak now. They say that a long time ago, the spiritual energy was so abundant that even a dog could become an immortal."

"It's not like now, when everyone would fight and kill for a few broken stones."

"It's been a long time since anyone has ascended to heaven."

Lu Caiwei, who had been used to a hard life, could not imagine the prosperity of the past.

There was no need to think too much about it, and Lu Caiwei's energy automatically transformed into spiritual power.

The state of mind in the past was also different from this world, but they corresponded to each other.

The reason why the switch is so seamless is all due to "Wenqu".

It’s not the current Wenqu.

It’s the Star God Wenqu.

As time passed and spiritual energy dissipated, the old techniques were no longer useful, so she created a new method of cultivation, which she divided into nine realms, named after the stars.

The purpose is that one day, when the spiritual energy revives, the realm can be switched seamlessly.

Hidden Yuan Dong Ming, Kai Yang Yu Heng, Tian Quan Tian Ji...

Building the foundation and forming the elixir, the Nascent Soul transforming into a spirit, and ascending to heaven...

The soul corresponds to the so-called Nascent Soul, while the sixth level, Heavenly Power, corresponds to the Immortal Transformation below Ascension...

Metamorphosis is the limit of the world. If one goes one step further and reaches the seventh realm, then one will ascend to heaven and step onto the ladder to heaven, which is no longer in this world.

The girl sat cross-legged with her sword gently spread across her knees. The blade was clear and obviously extremely sharp.

It is so sharp that it is invincible in this world.

But the sword's edge was very sharp.

It was so blunt that it couldn't even touch the skin of the low-level girl in front of it.

The Wenqu of the future, the girl in front of you.

It was the future Wenqu that made all this happen.

But the girl in front of me knew nothing.

At this moment, he was squatting in the bushes, watching the ants moving on the ground with a focused look. It was an extremely boring and repetitive scene, but Wenqu could watch it diligently for several hours.

From time to time, I could hear the girls' giggling voice.

The long sword placed horizontally on his knees trembled slightly several times.

The sword was still not struck down.

Although Lu Caiwei was not smart and couldn't figure out many things, she still realized that this was not a simple multiple-choice question.

She thought of what Ye Wuyou had experienced.

【Backtrack】

Xu Qingyuan died, but someone still appeared to replace him.

If Wenqu is killed, will the future change?

Not necessarily.

Although without Wenqu, his group might not have fallen into despair in the Yunwu Mountains, and he would not have come here.

But I am already in the 'past', which is a 'reality' that cannot be changed.

Even if Wenqu is gone, what will happen in the future?
What kind of situation would I be in?
unpredictable.

Besides...

Lu Caiwei couldn't do all this.

Swinging the sword to slash at the weak is not her way of swordsmanship.

There was deep thought in Lu Caiwei's eyes, but her clever and childlike voice rang out in front of her.

"Sister Jianxian, don't be unhappy. Flowers are for you."

Her thoughts were brought back by the words. Lu Caiwei raised her eyes quietly, and saw the girl standing in front of her, holding a freshly woven wreath in her hand, and tiptoeing to put it on her.

Lu Caiwei lowered her eyes slightly to the girl's hands.

Seeing Lu Caiwei looking at his palms, Wen Qu was stunned at first, then subconsciously took a step back and put his hands, which were pierced by thorns and branches, behind his back.

A sigh.

Lu Caiwei shook her head, took Wenqu's hand out from behind her back, and lightly touched it with her fingertips, and the injury immediately disappeared.

Then, Lu Caiwei gently raised the sword in her hand and wrote a line of words on the ground in front of her.

“Why do you say I’m unhappy?”

Wenqu pouted and intertwined her hands.

"Because my sister is just unhappy."

Is it?

Lu Caiwei said nothing, but Wenqu tilted his head and thought for a while, then took the sword from Lu Caiwei, waved it, and said confidently.

"Sister, sister, look at me, I have learned your sword move."

Wenqu raised the sword tip high above his head, spread his calves, took a deep breath, and made a starting stance with the sword surging like wind and thunder.

Lu Caiwei raised her eyes and looked.

As expected, not to mention the sword creating thunder and lightning, not even a bit of sword wind was produced.

Wenqu tried a few more times, but failed every time. Finally, he had to sit back next to Lu Caiwei with a gloomy look.

"Is Wenqu too stupid, or is he unable to practice this sword?"

Lu Caiwei shook her head, gently rubbed the girl's hair, and then explained.

"You're just not cut out for swordsmanship."

In Lu Caiwei's eyes, Wenqu's current cultivation level is equivalent to the first realm.

But everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Wenqu pestered Lu Caiwei to learn sword, but he could never learn it well.

However, Wenqu was able to master all the other simple magical powers with ease, which showed that he had a good talent.

Lu Caiwei was telling the truth, but Wenqu didn't think so.

She just felt that Lu Caiwei refused to accept her as her apprentice because she didn't know how to use a sword.

The little girl was sitting next to Lu Caiwei with her hands on her knees, her eyes hesitant, and she spoke tentatively in a low voice.

"Sister Sword Fairy, can you be my master?"

Lu Caiwei shook her head.

Wenqu has asked her this question more than once over the past few days.

But she refused.

How could she be Wenqu's master?
She couldn't teach Wenqu anything, and she didn't even know the cultivation methods of this world. All her cultivation was transferred from one person to another.

She is now in this strange time and space, and she doesn't know what to do.

Lu Caiwei just wanted to go back.

She must go back.

She originally wanted to go to Tianji Tower and ask the owner who was said to know everything to see if there was any solution.

But at the moment, the Tianji Tower does not exist at all.

Children don't get tired. Wenqu rested for a while, then stood up again and demonstrated the sword-raising wind and thunder starting moves that he had practiced countless times.

She felt that as long as she mastered this sword, she could become Lu Caiwei's apprentice.

Lu Caiwei sat there, staring at Wenqu quietly.

In her eyes, the innocent child and the powerful woman in the whistling wind that night gradually merged together.

What exactly happened in the future?

Lu Caiwei was startled for a moment, then she slowly stood up and lightly raised her fingertips, and the sword automatically fell into her hand.

Wen Qu looked puzzled and turned to look at Lu Caiwei, but he saw the clean and neat backhand sword move that created wind and thunder.

The lush forest and rocks were split apart for more than a hundred feet by the loud bang.

And this was just a casual sword strike.

Wen Qu looked at this scene with a dazed look in his eyes.

In the world today, apart from those people who have ascended to heaven, who else can create such a scene?

But what happened?
The tip of Lu Caiwei's sword slid gently and pointed to the shadow beside her, and the sound of the sword buzzing.

"who!"

After a moment of silence, a figure walked out with a sigh, coughed lightly, and smiled awkwardly.

"Young lady, your sword is too powerful. It is invincible in the lower world... Even an ordinary immortal would die on the spot."

Lu Caiwei said nothing, but just pointed the sword at the other party.

The other party was right. Even if he was in the seventh realm, she could definitely kill him with this sword at such a close distance.

But the other party was not hurt at all.

Obviously, he is far more than just the seventh realm.

The man in tattered robes coughed a few times. Seeing that Lu Caiwei didn't say anything and seeing a faint light condensing on the tip of the sword, he introduced himself.

"Don't do it, don't do it, put away your magical powers, and let's talk it over."

"As for who I am? Well, it's a long story. In the past, I was somewhat of a figure up there, in charge of 100,000 naval forces in the Heavenly Court."

"Navy?" Lu Caiwei looked puzzled.

"Yes, water army, anyone who wants to hype can come to me. I can make any fairy I want popular, or ruin any fairy I want..." the man said happily.

His voice paused slightly.

"But there's nothing I can do. I can't get along with those guys. I feel like they'll be finished sooner or later. Besides, I'm more informed. Judging from the direction the wind is blowing, a big one is about to come. Now I can only hang out down there for the rest of my life."

"Now? As for now, well, I'm too lazy to serve those masters in heaven, so I might as well entertain myself down there."

Lu Caiwei didn't say anything, but Wen Qu put his hands on his hips and frowned at the strange man in front of him.

"Who asked you now? You sneaked up on us, what on earth are you trying to do?"

The man's eyes lit up and then he smiled.

"What? Yes, I have already thought of what I will do. It will definitely be my old profession, but I will change the name. Um, um, what do you think of Tianji Tower?"

…………

Zhao Changhe strolled in the sky prison.

Looking at the empty cages, there was a leisurely expression on the old face.

When you have cultivated to the sixth level, don’t expect to be able to break through the seventh level in the future. Just enjoy the rest of your life.

Walking from the first floor to the door of the eighth floor, Zhao Changhe glanced at the tightly closed stone door, nodded, then turned and left.

In the sky prison, only the eighth floor he cannot set foot on, but that doesn’t matter.

He didn't want to go in.

Just watch the door.

In the past, it was Lu Qingshan who was able to enter, but now at least there is Ye Wuyou.

Zhao Changhe's figure disappeared in the corridor.

Lu Qingshan walked out of the shadows.

He looked around quietly, with reminiscence in his eyes.

Lu Qingshan did not step directly into the eighth floor, but stood in the shadow of the door, as if waiting for something.

tick, tick...

Bloody footprints appeared in the prison.

Bright red blood dripped into the aisle, along with some loose purple-black fragments.

Lu Qingshan, who had been waiting, raised his eyes slightly and his eyes lit up.

He just took a step forward and spoke with a smile.

But then, a huge force came and hit his cheekbone hard, knocking his entire body away.

The entire prison was shaking.

Ye Wuyou only had his right eye left at this moment, his body was covered in blood, half of his body was eroded by the [Ghost] and disappeared, and the remaining half was eroded by the [Backtracking] and turned into a purple-black piece of meat.

In addition, several pitch-black ghost hands stretched out from all around his body, constantly pulling his figure.

His pupils emitted a faint scarlet light, and Ye Wuyou pressed Lu Qingshan against the wall with one hand, his face extremely ferocious.

"You want to hurt me!"

Lu Qingshan looked indifferent at this moment. Even though Ye Wuyou in front of him was looking at him like a ghost, he just chuckled.

"Why do you say that? I'm helping you, Wuyou."

help me?

Ye Wuyou was stunned at first, then burst into terrifying laughter.

He gave me an address and asked me to go there, but I didn't expect to meet the star god instead.

Fight to the death.

[Backtrack] [Ghostly Coffin] [Ghost] The erosion has all reached the extreme.

[Adaptation] and [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] were unable to make up for Ye Wuyou's current injuries, and [Forgetfulness] even made Ye Wuyou vaguely forget something.

This was the first time Ye Wuyou felt so exhausted.

The narrator's voice kept ringing in his mind, taking him back to Tianlan City and the Heavenly Prison.

But what supported Ye Wuyou to come back was not the narration, but his desire to take one last look at Luo Qinghan, Bai Lu, and Luo Yue.

But at this moment, he was the first to notice Lu Qingshan's presence.

He smiled, spitting blood foam, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Are you the Star Lord's man? Or are you Bai Yuchan's man?"

Lu Qingshan sighed and said slowly.

"Wuyou, if I really wanted to kill you, I would have had countless opportunities to do it a long time ago, right?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes were cold, and Lu Qingshan just chuckled.

"Wuyou, if you kill me now, it will be useless, but you will never be able to find Lu Caiwei again."

In the end, Ye Wuyou let go of Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan straightened his collar and looked at Ye Wuyou's miserable appearance at this moment, his eyes seemed to have expected it.

"Has the erosion reached its limit? Well, not bad, not bad, just as I thought. If there is anyone in this world who can force you to this point, it can only be that Star Lord."

Ye Wuyou was not angry at the moment.

I just felt cold in my heart.

The strange erosion has made him lose a lot of emotions. He can't even feel too angry. His current actions... are no different from strange, almost based on instinct.

"What do you want to do? You asked me to find that Star Lord. Don't you know that there must be a conflict between her and me..."

Lu Qingshan did not respond to Ye Wuyou's question, but tapped the stone door lightly with his fingertips.

Rumble.

The eighth floor of the Sky Prison slowly opened.

There were hurried footsteps coming from the corridor behind me.

Lu Qingshan turned his head, glanced back, and smiled at Ye Wuyou.

"Zhao Changhe is here, why don't we go in and talk."

The stone door slowly closed.

The candles on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison lit up one by one.

Countless eyes were focused on the direction of the dim passage.

Two figures slowly emerged in the crowd's strange sight.

next moment.

The lazy monsters in the cage all sat up straight at this moment.

Why are the former kings and queens here together now?
As the two figures walked in, a fierce argument broke out.

"I've already told you the method, Ye Wuyou, you have to know that I'm helping you."

"What a joke! I will never create another copy of myself. I will never accept it!" (End of this chapter)