My practice narration is weird.

Dim candlelight and the sound of turning pages.

There was a constant "shashasha" licking sound coming from behind him. Ye Wuyou felt a stinging and itchy sensation all over his body and he moved his body slightly.

Lu Qingshan took a look and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"She seems very interested in you, why?"

"Who knows, but I'm just a spirit now, so I have to stay away from her."

"Aren't you curious? Like the reason or something?"

"Does she need a reason to like me?"

Ye Wuyou spoke calmly, his expression undeniable.

He couldn't just tell the mute girl that she wanted to have sex with him, right?

The turning of the pages of the book paused slightly at this moment. After a moment, Ye Wuyou seemed to sense something and looked forward.

"he died."

The copy of myself is dead.

"Really? Then it should be coming." Lu Qingshan responded.

"No, I think it will take a while. I left a gift for it."

"Oh, do you have any backup plan?" Lu Qingshan asked in surprise.

"It was originally left to you, Lu Qingshan. After all, before this, I didn't completely trust you. Who knows which side you will stand on."

The booklet was closed again and thrown back into the hands of Lu Qingshan, who was full of confusion, and Ye Wuyou breathed a long sigh of relief.

The forgotten memories and all the unknown things are now recalled.

My future self, a fake narrator, and Lu Caiwei who returned to the past...

Now he finally knew everything.

He looked at Lu Qingshan, "But then again, how can you be sure that the narration will leave my body at that time?"

His future self asked him to find Lu Qingshan, telling himself that Lu Qingshan could help him get rid of the narration.

However, my future self will be very different from my current self in terms of realm, cultivation level and situation, so the methods used in the future are not of much reference value.

So right now, everything was arranged by Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan put the booklet away.

"Narrator... Is it that strange statue? I'm not sure, but this is its best chance."

"The best chance?" Ye Wuyou was a little confused.

Lu Qingshan nodded and said calmly.

"Because you are out of control, Ye Wuyou."

"You have repeatedly ignored its advice before, and you have long been suspicious of it. It has long known this."

"That would be fine, but the most important point is that you believed what I said."

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something.

Lu Qingshan's voice came again.

"I asked you to meet Wen Qu, but you could only survive despite all your efforts. Since then, I have never told you the truth. Despite this, you still believed me and acted according to my words... To be honest, it went more smoothly than I thought. After all, you said that I was not your master, but when I put my face in front of you, with the same appearance and aura as Lu Qingshan, your judgment was still affected."

Lu Qingshan smiled slightly and said calmly.

"And in the eyes of the narrator, it just thought that you were deceived by me. First, you almost died, and then you chose to [copy] yourself without knowing anything. This is different from you in the past. After all, you should not trust anyone. This undoubtedly broke its cognition... He can't control you, but I can, and it doesn't know why I do it."

“Ultimately, that’s its weakness.”

"Weakness?" Ye Wuyou didn't quite understand.

Lu Qingshan nodded and thought.

"At first I didn't know how to help you, but the narrator is like a person. This is the record in your book. In my understanding, people have thoughts, and anything with thoughts has weaknesses."

"It would have concerns and worries. Would you be able to follow its ideas now that you are suspicious of it? Or would you be killed by me the next moment? So, it wavered. If that's the case, it might as well find another way out. It's just waiting for an opportunity, and we created this opportunity for it."

There was thought in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and he spoke after a moment.

"Why me?"

Lu Qingshan shook his head.

"You'll have to ask it about that."

As soon as he finished speaking, light footsteps were suddenly heard in the cage in front.

whoosh...

A scarlet light flashed, and it turned out to be that big eyeball. At this moment, there was tension and fear in the pupil.

It originally thought that Ye Wuyou was already doomed, so it decided to take advantage of this opportunity and snatch a body to become the master.

As a result, he was beaten up by the narrator and finally escaped.

When he saw Ye Wuyou's soul at this moment, his eyes were stunned at first, then he blinked smartly, and then jumped towards Ye Wuyou.

"Get out of here."

Ye Wuyou slapped it away.

He is just a soul now, how can he carry this thing?

The door of the cage slowly opened, and a figure walked up from the ninth floor of the prison.

It is still 'Ye Wuyou'.

But for now, perhaps it should be called narration.

A strange aura was floating around it. The strange aura it exuded alone was more profound than any other aura in the cage.

But now its body is not as intact as before. There is a hole in its chest. It is not stained with blood, but it cannot be healed. There are spots of burning black flames.

Ye Wuyou saw it clearly.

That was the last trace of [annihilation] hidden by the eyeballs.

You bastard, you even lied to me.

Ye Wuyou stood in the middle of the aisle, first glanced at the eyeballs swinging aside, then shifted his gaze to Lu Qingshan and Ye Wuyou.

There was a look of realization in his eyes.

"So you are the real one."

"I just found out, you bastard."

The narrator was not at all angry at Ye Wuyou's words. His eyes were calm without a ripple, but he seemed to know everything.

Ye Wuyou was very familiar with this state.

【No longevity】

"You seem to want to get rid of me so badly that you are willing to do such a calculation for this. But I am really curious, how did you do it? When you didn't know anything, you took such a big risk and tried it. Who gave you the confidence?"

As the narrator spoke, his eyes fell on Lu Qingshan, trying to see something, but then he shook his head.

"not him."

"Come to think of it, you lost a part of your memory. Now I think that's the problem."

This is also something that the narrator cannot understand.

There is a missing part in Ye Wuyou's memory, and even this memory cannot reveal it.

And that memory seems to contain very important information.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Ye Wuyou sneered, then glanced at Lu Qingshan out of the corner of his eye.

Crazy gesture.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan looked at Ye Wuyou with confusion.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at me for?"

"Go ahead, Lu Qingshan."

"Hmm? Didn't I already help you separate the narrator from the body?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Then, help me ban it."

"..."

Lu Qingshan's silence was deafening.

The smile in Ye Wuyou's eyes stopped abruptly in an instant.

The narrator listened quietly to the conversation between the two. He was stunned at first, and then a smile appeared in his eyes, which showed no sadness or joy.

The laughter became more and more exaggerated, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou grabbed Lu Qingshan's collar tightly with both hands and glared at him.

"Are you kidding me? Is there nothing you can do?"

"I can only think of this step. The request you gave me in the record was just to help you get rid of the narration. You have to deal with the subsequent situation by yourself."

"How can it be the same? I am at the same level as him. What should I do now?"

"Why not ask the magical Tianyan?" Ask you xx.

Ye Wuyou is just a soul now.

No weirdness, no body.

To use [Tian Yan] is to damage the soul.

Lu Qingshan didn't care and used [Tian Yan] directly in front of Ye Wuyou.

"Any results?"

"Have."

"what?"

"No result is actually also a result." Lu Qingshan looked a little embarrassed.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down from wanting to kill Lu Qingshan with one punch.

broken.

Now that he is inside this prison, Ye Wuyou already feels the pain in his soul. How can he contend against the opponent?
Is there really no way?
While thinking about countermeasures, a sense of alert suddenly arose in his mind, and Ye Wuyou's soul floated backwards.

The big hand of [Ghost] is looming.

Lu Qingshan seemed to realize something, his magical powers shone, and a barrier appeared in front of the two of them.

But he is only in the sixth realm.

The ghost hand quickly tore the barrier into pieces.

At the critical moment, the eyeball stood horizontally in front of Ye Wuyou.

The tiny eyeballs seemed to have great power at this moment.

The power of [Ghost] emanates from that eyeball.

The breath of [years] also bursts out.

The eyeballs were able to borrow the strange powers of those statues before.

But it's just an eyeball after all.

The "ghosts" under the narrator's control are far more numerous than these.

Although Ye Wuyou couldn't see, he could feel the [ghosts] fighting each other in the air. Feeling that he was at a disadvantage at the moment, anxiety appeared in his eyes.

How could the gap be so huge? [Ghost] only has that much ability. Even if the power borrowed from the eyeball is weak, it shouldn't be defeated so immediately.

There is no doubt that in the chess game, the game will be taken over by others from the very beginning.

But the anxiety in Ye Wuyou's eyes soon turned into anger.

He cursed now.

"You idiot, at least open your eyes and fight."

Yanzhu has always been timid. At this moment, he was trembling all over and closing his eyes tightly. He ignored Ye Wuyou's words and the separated ghost hand just smashed down randomly in front of him.

"Open your eyes, open your eyes and look, bastard, what are you afraid of!"

Fighting with eyes closed, what a little genius.

Ye Wuyou was furious and hated himself for not being able to control the other party.

Lu Qingshan, on the side, seemed to be thinking about something, and then stopped Ye Wuyou.

"If you had a body, would you have any solution?"

"Of course, but now..."

The voice was interrupted.

"I give you my body, and the half of [Forgotten] is also included in it." Lu Qingshan said lightly.

The light and shadow of the soul flickered, and it was Lu Qingshan's soul floating out at this moment.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed astonishment.

Lu Qingshan smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

"Don't look at me like that. I can't die. [Oblivion] is just a temporary thing. When you can come back alive, I will talk to you properly..."

"Lu Qingshan." Ye Wuyou interrupted him.

Seeing the solemnity on Ye Wuyou's face at this moment, Lu Qingshan raised his eyebrows, wondering if this boy was finally moved?
"I know what kind of weirdness you possess." Ye Wuyou suddenly said.

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan was slightly stunned, then frowned.

The voice came, accompanied by Ye Wuyou's outstretched big hand.

"Do you still want this soul?"

……

Ye Wuyou slowly opened his right eye, and a scarlet light flashed inside.

The aura of Lu Qingshan's soul dissipated before his eyes.

It transformed into streams of rich energy, reverberating in Ye Wuyou's body and filling his meridians.

The Dao Realm begins here.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly, from the dungeon to the blue sky and the sea.

The only things that remained unchanged were the cages. Because of the strangeness inside them, they seemed to be unaffected by the Dao Realm. At this moment, the cages were floating on the sea.

The magical power shines brightly.

He also borrowed the power of the [Ghost] and transformed into a blue giant that appeared behind him.

This is the last remaining strength of the eyeball.

But this scene still made Ye Wuyou feel uneasy.

How much power did this eyeball borrow from the [Ghost]?
No wonder I felt that [Ghost] was becoming less and less useful, and a lot of my emotions were taken away by my eyeballs.

Ye Wuyou can use his magical powers and can also use [Ghost].

Although the narrator possessed all of Ye Wuyou's weirdness, he did not have any remaining energy and was unable to use his magical powers.

The 'narrator' seems unable to generate qi on his own.

The only power that can be mobilized is strange power.

Most of the weirdness that Ye Wuyou had previously integrated into was for the purpose of saving his life.

[Backtrack][Ghostly Coffin][Adaptation][Forgetfulness]

Almost all of them are passive skills.

Only [Ghost] has the simplest killing effect.

[Ghost Gate Coffin] opened, resisting Ye Wuyou's ever-expanding Dao Domain.

For a moment, the two were evenly matched.

The narrator frowned, and Ye Wuyou's voice came along with the whistling waves.

"My body, is it useful?"

The fully liberated [Ghost] easily blocked the attack at this moment. The narrator stood in the center of the giant, staring at Ye Wuyou opposite for a long time.

"I didn't hurt you." The narrator suddenly said.

"That's impossible to say."

Before, Ye Wuyou only had doubts about the narration, but now the narration completely revealed its own consciousness.

How could Ye Wuyou possibly believe it?

The narrator shook his head and spoke in a calm voice.

"With the remaining energy you have, what can you use to fight against me?"

Ye Wuyou did not respond, but just tapped his right eye.

The eyes sensed the presence of their owner and instantly gathered strength, glancing at the narrator with great contempt.

But the narrator laughed.

"With it? An extremely weak newborn avenue? Even the monk who took a thousand years to nurture still looks young in my eyes. Although your eyes are strange, if they have not accumulated for tens of thousands of years, I really don't take them seriously."

Ye Wuyou's response was simple.

"I can fight you all day."

With the remaining [Ghost] power, Ye Wuyou was able to do this with careful calculations.

The narrator's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, as if he had thought about it, and his final words were a hint of admonition.

"I can give you a chance."

"Chance?"

The narrator who occupied Ye Wuyou's body at this moment smiled, and in the blink of an eye, his appearance changed.

Beauty Ye.

The woman stretched out her hand and touched her forehead with her fingertips.

"Come back... Let's go back to the way we were before. I'll still be your narrator, you'll still be Ye Wuyou, and I'll still help you." (End of this chapter)