My practice narration is weird.

Blue sky, white clouds and blue sea.

The sea breeze whistled past with a salty and humid breath, rolling up waves one after another.

The scope of the Dao domain seems to be a little larger than before.

You can even feel the waves hitting the rocks on the distant shore, making low echoes.

The low echo was covered by the voice, and the man's voice was clear and a little strange.

"You bastard, what you said is really disgusting. Why are you so miserable and sad? You sound like a grudge woman."

The narrator was not angry.

Of course it won't be angry, because as a person without longevity, it won't let anger affect its thoughts.

On the contrary, it stood in the air, thought carefully about Ye Wuyou's words, and said indifferently.

"If you think this way is acceptable to you, then it's fine."

This time it’s Ye Wuyou’s turn.

There was a thoughtful look in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and he was thinking something in his heart.

The narrator now occupied his own body, but from beginning to end... he never revealed a single bit of aura, no supernatural powers, only strange power.

I am originally a cultivator of the sixth realm. Even though I am in the Dao Realm, where the earth and the sky are connected, nowadays, cultivators cultivate themselves and do not necessarily rely on spiritual energy. Even if the qi is running normally, it should be recovered a little bit...

It turned out to be the case.

"This is your last chance."

The voice of the narrator came softly, accompanied by a silent roar as the dark blue giant that supported the heaven and earth appeared behind him.

His eyes were slightly startled, and Ye Wuyou seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the narrator calmly.

"Try it yourself?"

The narration was in a light voice.

"Ye Wuyou, why are you still bluffing even now? Don't you have any new words?"

Ye Wuyou smiled and said, "Do you think I'm bluffing?"

There was a slight pause in his voice, and Ye Wuyou fixed his eyes on the narrator, speaking slowly, word by word.

"It seems like you're the one who can't leave me, you bastard."

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

The narrator's leisurely, all-knowing eyes seemed a little surprised and stunned at this moment, but in the end he just responded indifferently.

“How come you see?”

"If you had any other choice, why would you still be talking nonsense to me here?" Ye Wuyou sneered.

The narration is eerie.

It is an extremely special and intelligent weirdness.

It is very easy for people to be corrupted by the weirdness.

Too many tragedies have happened because of weirdness. This is the power of weirdness. Once you have it, even if you know there is an abyss ahead, you will fall into it little by little.

But when it comes to the narration, it seems particularly difficult.

This must be because certain conditions exist, and the erosion of the narration is not complete.

Compared to the simple and crude erosion manifestations of [Ghost] and [Ghostly Coffin], the erosion of the narrator should be related to the realm of the Formless Heart Sutra.

For example... the [Aspect of the Immortal] that he had never set foot on.

The narrator didn't say anything, so Ye Wuyou asked again.

"why me?"

This is the biggest doubt in his mind.

The narrator chose him?

Why did you choose him?
Why can't it be someone else?

These strange narrations happened in the same era, more than ten thousand years ago, so how come it happened to me?
The sea breeze was still howling and the waves were still crashing. The narrator was silent for a long time. Finally, he spoke, and his voice was calm, without any emotional waves.

"There are many reasons, and it takes too long..."

"Then keep your story short."

"..."

The narrator shook his head and calmly sat cross-legged in the air, his voice as indifferent as a machine.

"I've said before that the essence of weirdness is no different from that of humans. Although the way I was born is different from that of humans, I am still a human. It's just that my body is scattered, and my hair, skin, organs, meridians, and blood vessels... are scattered all over the place. They have latent power but cannot be eliminated, and thus become what you call weirdness."

"And I am the sum of all of these. To put it in a way that you can all understand, I am like the human brain."

"Humans are good at wisdom but not strength. I have all the memories and thoughts, which is different from the rest of the human body. My hands are strong, my mouth can speak, my eyes can see, and my ears can hear. As the brain, I am different from the other weird things. I don't have any strength at all. But the other weird things have strength but no wisdom."

"This is the question in your heart. Why don't I show any signs of erosion? Because I don't have the power for you to use."

"That's the first point. As for the second point, you're wondering why it was you. That's because you've fallen into a misunderstanding."

There was a slight pause in her voice, and Lady Ye narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at Ye Wuyou.

"Ye Wuyou, do you think you are excellent?"

Ye Wuyou’s answer was simple.

"Whether you are excellent or not is none of your business."

Hearing this, the narrator was stunned at first, then shook his head, and laughed, as if he was thinking of something.

"It doesn't have to be you. Over the long years, I have chosen many people. I taught them the 'Non-Form Heart Sutra' and guided them carefully."

"Everyone I choose is better than you, with better cultivation talents, more careful minds, and extremely firm personalities. They are able to do everything properly and find a way out of various difficulties on their own. Some are good at everything, while others are evil. No matter which one, their talents are stronger than those furnaces around you. What's worse, some even want to plot against me."

Hearing this, Ye Wuyou frowned slightly.

He felt as if the narration was saying that he was trash.

Clench your fists.

Ye Wuyou’s current thoughts are very simple.

If he curses at me again, damn it, I’ll explode with him.

The narrator paused slightly, glanced at Ye Wuyou, smiled and spoke again.

"But they all failed. Well, failure means death."

"The reason is very simple, because [there is no self], [no sentient beings], [no human form]..."

"I think you have also realized that the true meaning of these levels of realm is evolution."

“Only when I reach the final stage of the [Immortality Phase] can I understand everything and truly recover.”

"But resuscitation is not to harm you."

……

"Those people are very smart, their cultivation is good, and their character is excellent, but even the best among them have only entered the [No-Man Phase], and in the end, they still failed."

"Do you want to know the reason? The reason is very simple. The more determined their minds become, the less they can accept a different self."

"Those who do good cannot accept the arbitrary nature of [selflessness], and those who do all kinds of evil cannot agree with the compassion for all living beings under [no sentient beings]. Even if they take this step and step into [no human form], they cannot accept their own inhuman existence. Their beliefs are extremely firm, but the realm of the No Form Heart Sutra tramples everything they believe in underfoot."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously.

"As for it?"

"So?" The narrator glanced at Ye Wuyou, thought about it, and smiled.

"Your stammering furnace has good talent and a firm heart for the truth, but do you think she can accept herself in the state of [selflessness]? I'm afraid she will collapse if her heart for the truth is not stable?"

"Of course, this is only part of the reason. This group of people at least have differences and doubt my existence. There are also a large number of people whose natures are inclined towards [no self] and [no sentient beings]. As a result, after stepping in, they believe it without a doubt and cannot step out, nor can they go further... Just like monks who listen to the Sanskrit sound, get the truth, and then call themselves Buddhas, they can only stop here."

"Of course, a large number of people were beaten to death because they were too crazy."

There will be problems whether you believe it or not.

Ye Wuyou vaguely remembers the first time he stepped into [No Self]...

If I hadn't fainted due to some external force, would I have been able to wake up?
It was precisely because of the first time that Ye Wuyou had some concerns in his heart and often reminded himself not to step into a certain level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra.

If I don’t wake up, then what is the difference between me and the people mentioned by the narrator?

Less talented, less determined?
As if sensing what Ye Wuyou was thinking, the voice of the narrator came faintly. "As for you, Ye Wuyou, you are an accident. My choice was originally Lu Qingshan."

Lu Qingshan?
Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned.

"Why him?"

"First, he is in charge of the prison. Second, I am optimistic about his character. He can do whatever he wants, even killing people, without any psychological burden. He also has compassion for the world, which does not make him feel uncomfortable. As for not being a human, a guy who knows that he was copied, honestly, deep down in his heart, does he really think that he is exactly the same as other people?"

"But I gave up on him in the end because he seemed unable to overcome his own barrier, the so-called Great Flame. But unfortunately, it turned out that I was wrong."

Lu Qingshan didn't care at all about this Great Flame that he said he created.

"It was also while I was observing him that I discovered you, Ye Wuyou. You... are a surprise to this world."

"All the thoughts and cognitions in your mind are incompatible with this world. They are strange and bizarre. They do not belong to the present. In your cognition, this is called time travel, but in my cognition, it is not the case. It is a miniature of the future or the past. It is another you in the dream. You may come from the future or the past, but you are still you."

"Are you okay? What time travel? Why don't I remember it?" Ye Wuyou frowned.

The narrator was stunned for a moment, and did not continue to argue with the [forgotten] Ye Wuyou, but said lightly.

"I happened to see you, so I fell on you. To be honest, you have very poor talent and a bad character. What did you say most during that time...I took pictures when the house was on fire, and I slept when my life was in chaos? I didn't know when disaster was about to happen, so I would just hang myself?"

Ye Wuyou was stunned and took it subconsciously.

"Today's affairs can be postponed as long as possible, and tomorrow's affairs can be dealt with tomorrow. I am happy to live like this, and I don't take anything to heart."

"Oh, yes, yes, you finally remembered."

"Yeah, damn, I was looking for a job outside every day, but you kept barking in my head, saying that the Evil King's True Eye was the strongest, and scolding me for automatically downloading the original god. I was going crazy and felt that I was going to die in the next second. What else can I do except comfort myself like this?"

The narrator nodded with a strange expression, and then spoke in an extremely difficult and complicated voice.

"I've experienced countless failures... and I happened to hear you talking about it every day. After thinking about it, I decided to just start."

"Although that period was short, it was the most exciting time for me. I... watched anime in your mind every day, such as Thunder and Fire... and so on."

Is it?

Ye Wuyou finally understood where this bastard got his obscene jokes from.

The narrator's voice continued to come, with a hint of deep thought.

"After that, you finally started practicing, but I didn't have any expectations of you, nor did I deliberately guide you. Everything was up to you, just as you wished..."

"After all, I have often given advice and guidance to others before, but despite all my efforts, I have always failed. It is better to just follow your heart and tell you to move forward."

Is this why the narration is sometimes effective and sometimes not?
"I first entered into [No Self], but was finally broken. I attribute this to luck, but what really surprised me was [No Form for All Beings]."

Ye Wuyou then remembered that what the narration just said was that there was always [no form of sentient beings].

"What's the difference?" Ye Wuyou asked.

The narrator said calmly.

"Of course there are differences. [No Appearance of All Living Things] is nothing more than walking in the world with compassion for the world and the heart of saving the world and loving others. What you have realized is not in my established plan, but you have taken a step on your own. [No Appearance of All Living Things], you will stand above all living beings and have compassion for the world."

"Below me, all beings are equal."

"It was only then that I began to take a closer look at you. It was also my attempt to guide you into the [No-Man Phase]. You showed a strong struggle. You denied it all, but you thought it was all you."

"I suddenly realized that perhaps this is the right thing to do. Those guys with a firm mind simply deny [no human form], [no form for all living things], and [no self]. If they deny these, they will be deeply trapped in them until they collapse."

"You affirmed it in denial. You were sure that all of this was yourself, but you refused to accept it. This behavior, which was clearly pure roguery, made you successfully understand it all."

"Afterwards, with the help of [Time], you entered the [Immortal Phase] once. Your resistance was the most intense, but I finally confirmed that you were the one who could bear it all."

The narrator's voice was silent for a moment, and then his eyes locked on Ye Wuyou.

"I have asked myself more than once, why I didn't give you more guidance, and why you, a person with ordinary talent and ordinary character, could reach this point."

“Finally I figured it out.”

With her hair flying, she slowly stretched out her hand, opened her palm, and then clenched it tightly.

“You see, this is power.”

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm.

There was clearly nothing in her palm.

The voice came softly.

“True power will never belong to someone who is born stronger, faster, or smarter than others.”

"no way."

"It will only belong to those who are willing to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals."

Ye Wuyou sat on the sea, resting his chin on his hand and watching the narration performing alone.

"That's true, but I don't believe it."

Ye Wuyou smiled and said, "You are lying to me."

There was no trace of emotion in the narrator's eyes, he just slowly put his hand down.

"Of course I know you don't believe it. This is what makes you different from the others, Ye Wuyou. You don't believe anyone."

"Even you yourself, I don't think you would believe it."

"If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have come to this point. This is the biggest difference between you and those people. They are so determined that no matter what difficulties they face, they at least believe in themselves."

A man's cheerful and laughing voice came from the sea.

"You're talking so much nonsense, but you just want to corrupt me? You can't do it without me entering the Seventh Realm, right? [The Phase of the Immortal] is the final corruption, right? If that's the case, do you think I will still follow your wishes now?"

Lady Ye shook her head.

"You've never done anything according to my wishes, but now the result is bad?"

"As for the [Aspect of the Immortal Being], your extremely strong denial and doubt are actually just overthinking. Even if you step into the [Aspect of the Immortal Being], it is still you, not me."

Ye Wuyou just sneered.

I have already learned all about the hidden dangers of [The Appearance of the Immortal] from my future notes.

Too much has been lost.

Not to mention that it wasn't me, even if it was me, I would not choose to step into the [Immortality Phase], even if I had to stop at the Sixth Realm for the rest of my life, even if I were to die here right now.

A sigh was heard from high in the sky.

"I don't know why you are so disgusted, and who told you that, but I just want to tell you to keep your heart and don't believe it."

"[The Aspect of the Immortal] allows you to know everything. That is the power of knowledge. When you know everything, the way you look at things will inevitably change, just like the different thinking and cognition between a three-year-old child and an adult. A child sees toys as treasures, while an adult knows that only by giving up can you gain. You are still you, that's all."

"This is a difference in perspective, a difference in cognition and thinking. Others have stabbed me in the back, but everything I have done is worthy of the world, and I have never harmed you."

"And I just want to borrow your help to regain my former power. When the time is right, I will eventually break away from you and complete my unfinished business. It won't cause you any harm."

"If you are worried about what you will do in the future that you will regret now, it is better to record these things in advance, deeply engrave them in your memory, and remind yourself at all times."

"After all, it's you who makes the decision."

Ye Wuyou remained silent.

The narrator's words and my future self.

Diametrically opposed.

The future self denies the narration.

The narrator also denies his future self.

And what is the choice for myself right now?
At this moment, Lady Ye's figure floated down gently, stepping on the rising and falling waves, with slow but firm steps, step by step, she walked in front of Ye Wuyou.

The woman stretched out her hand towards Ye Wuyou, her eyes clear and her gaze gentle.

"Come back, you will soon be able to enter the seventh realm and step into the [Aspect of the Immortal]."

"When you know everything, then you will understand me, and with my help, you and I will complete the unfinished business together. Together, we will create... a new world."

Ye Wuyou slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

"We?" he asked.

"Yes, we." The narrator nodded slightly, and the woman's voice was extremely soft.

His scarlet pupils flickered slightly, and Ye Wuyou spoke with a smile, his voice teasing.

"Who is following you and us?" (End of this chapter)