My practice narration is weird.

A hazy curtain of light enveloped the surroundings, and the curtain of light was like the surface of water, gently rippling.

Everything was just like that night in the Misty Mountains.

However, this time the light curtain was no longer as surging as a wave full of murderous intent, but was quiet and peaceful.

With light footsteps, Luo Qinghan's voice came from behind him.

"Will it succeed?"

Ye Wuyou did not respond at first, shook his head, and then said.

"Got to try."

He now controls [Time] and [Rewind].

Luo Qinghan also entered the seventh realm, so there was no problem in using [Time Zero] for the time being.

[Recall] [Years] [Time Zero] overlap, and the strange realm unfolds again.

But it was a replica of the previous scene.

According to her future self, Lu Caiwei did not die in the whirlpool, but returned to the past.

So can I do all this?
A vortex appeared above the surrounding light curtain. Ye Wuyou stared at it, then slowly stretched out his arms towards the vortex.

The next moment, the arm was crushed to pieces.

Looking at his arm that was bleeding profusely, Ye Wuyou remained silent.

With his current level of cultivation and his own [adaptability], he had no ability to resist this vortex at all.

"Wuyou, you..."

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, did not respond, and wrapped his body in a layer of pitch-black armor.

But I stepped into the [No One]

[No human form], not locked by the Dao domain.

I just don’t know if it is effective at the moment?
Ye Wuyou continued to reach out his hand towards another whirlpool.

When his fingertips reached into the vortex, Ye Wuyou’s eyes were suddenly stunned.

The horrible tearing feeling that had occurred before had not come.

Really useful.

Ye Wuyou tried to put his arm inside again, but then his eyes twitched slightly. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stepped back, only to get back a broken arm.

"The result this time... is different. I really feel as if there is something on the other side." Ye Wuyou spoke slowly.

But repeated attempts were fruitless. Ye Wuyou could still hold on, but he saw that although Luo Qinghan beside him didn't say anything, beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Luo Qinghan would have no problem simply using [Time Zero], but the superposition of three mysterious domains like this would always consume resources, and even though Luo Qinghan was already in the seventh realm, he still couldn't bear it.

The light curtain dissipated, the superimposed strange domain was lifted at this moment, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

Ye Wuyou didn't dare to conduct random experiments in the outside world.

This place is still the eighth level of the prison.

Luo Qinghan realized it later and frowned slightly.

"Why did you stop?"

Ye Wuyou would not accept Luo Qinghan's stubbornness, so he shook his head and explained.

"If I am just being stubborn and can get Caiwei back at a small price, I will not stop."

"But I have conducted countless experiments in the past few days. Even if I understand the structure of this strange domain and know every vortex... even if I can really pass through it, it will be useless."

Because it is impossible to locate.

My future self only said that Lu Caiwei went back to the past.

But how distant a past?

What time? What place?
Nothing is known.

Each vortex represents a different time. Ye Wuyou, who lives in the present, cannot see the "present", so the vortices he can see are only the "future" and the "past".

Ye Wuyou had no way of determining what each vortex represented.

Moreover, even with his current realm and cultivation, plus the strength of [No Human Form], he was unable to pass through the vortex.

This method obviously doesn't work. Even if you are lucky enough to step into the "past", it may not be the past that Lu Caiwei returned to.

Although you can try your luck, how can you gamble on something like this?
We have to think of other ways.

Luo Qinghan was not unaware of this. Ye Wuyou had already explained the whole matter to Luo Qinghan, Bai Lu, Luo Yue and others in the past few days.

The existence of the narration was just slightly omitted.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou didn't want Luo Qinghan and the others to know about the narration.

Even at this moment, even at this moment I am on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison.

But there were only the 'dumb girl' and the real and fake children around.

The 'head' that hosted the narrator was moved by Ye Wuyou to the ninth floor.

"That's enough for today."

"Won't you go out with me?"

"Something happened." Ye Wuyou smiled and said goodbye to Luo Qinghan.

Luo Qinghan didn't say anything. She wouldn't interfere with Ye Wuyou's behavior. She just glanced at the mute girl next to her with a strange look.

Somehow, she felt something was strange.

but……

Maybe I'm just too weird, it's a really strange statue.

After returning to the familiar courtyard, before entering the door, Luo Qinghan saw Bai Lu running out in a hurry.

"Hey, why are you the only one back? Where's Wuyou?"

Luo Qinghan had not said much to this little fox in the past, and the two had little interaction. They just knew each other and had met each other.

Luo Qinghan spoke in a calm voice.

"He is still in the prison, there are some trivial matters..."

But before he could finish his words, Bai Lu grabbed him and hurried into the yard.

"It's okay for you to come. My parents are not here right now. A strange man came to the yard and said he was looking for Ye Wuyou. He also said he knew us, especially you..."

"She also said that she had nowhere else to go and wanted to stay there, and she insisted on living in Caiwei's room. I thought she was not someone to be trifled with, so I hurried out. Now Luo Yue is watching her."

?

Stay here?
Hearing this, Luo Qinghan frowned slightly, his eyes were clear, and his expression was majestic without being angry.

What a joke, do you think anyone can live in this yard?
Do you still want to live in Caiwei’s house?
Ever since Lu Caiwei left, Luo Qinghan had cleaned her room almost thirty times a day in the past few days. She was reluctant to live in it and even reluctant to change the pillowcases and quilt covers for fear of destroying the familiar smell in the room.

This almost touched Luo Qinghan's reverse scale.

What a weirdo, what a weirdo, I want to see where he comes from.

Since Lu Caiwei is not here, Luo Qinghan feels that he has the final say here.

She suddenly pushed open the gate.

Luo Yue was sitting at the table in the courtyard, looking at her calmly.

But Luo Qinghan was certainly not concerned about Luo Yue.

But it was the figure opposite Luo Yue.

In an instant, the Qi of the Seventh Realm suddenly burst out, as if Luo Qinghan was about to take action the next moment.

"It's you……"

Lilia sat at the table, looking relaxed, looking at Luo Qinghan with playful eyes.

……

Ye Wuyou struggled out from the jet-black hair, took a slight breath, and then rejected the mute girl's invitation to play another game.

"It will corrupt the children." Ye Wuyou pointed at the truth and falsehood judge who was squatting in the corner and drawing circles.

"Give me back my clothes." Ye Wuyou continued.

The mute girl retracted her hand, her whole body wrapped in hair, holding on to Ye Wuyou's clothes tightly.

The only sounds coming from the dim dungeon were heavy breathing and licking.

Nothing more...

Since the mute girl refused to give him anything, Ye Wuyou naturally wouldn't ask for more. It was just a set of clothes.

He changed his clothes and walked into the ninth floor of the prison.

In the past, only Shinto pillars existed on the ninth floor.

But now there is one more thing.

A woman's head.

The head of Lady Ye.

However, the existence sealed in this head right now is not another person, but the narrator.

Seeing Ye Wuyou coming, the narrator opened his eyes, looked at Ye Wuyou standing in front of him, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a playful smile.

"You can't do it... How can you find the furnace without my help?" "I won't tell you anything, Ye Wuyou, forget it."

"Even if you seal me here, what's the point? It's just a matter of a hundred or a thousand years. When you turn into a handful of dirt, I will still be me. Time has no meaning to me."

After hearing the narration's words, Ye Wuyou thought for a moment, then stopped and did not move forward.

Indeed, there seemed little point in talking to the narrator right now.

The other party does not know what I will do in the future, and I will not let the narrator know all of this. Without this information, the narrator will not know how to find Lu Caiwei.

Although the narrator is immortal, but... well, just lock him up here for the rest of his life.

"you're right."

Ye Wuyou nodded in response, then turned and left.

Such a quick turn made the narrator stunned.

Why did you just leave?

The subject suddenly changed.

"What? You don't even dare to get close to me now? Ants are really ants..."

Ye Wuyou just looked at the beautiful head with a strange look, smiled, and seemed to recall something in his mind.

"I don't know who was afraid to look at me these past few days. I have to say, you've recovered really fast."

The narrator's eyes suddenly darkened.

Previously in the Dao Realm, Ye Wuyou was simply a beast.

Being pulled up from the ground by Ye Wuyou countless times and forced to fight freely was a completely meaningless act, but Ye Wuyou did it anyway.

The narrator is indeed not dead, nor is he injured.

But that doesn’t mean it’s without any touch or emotion.

If you have thoughts, you will naturally have emotions.

A light voice came, accompanied by the sound of footsteps and the crackling of Ye Wuyou's finger joints.

"I don't want to get close to you, but I'm worried that I might accidentally hit you. What do you think?"

Looking at Ye Wuyou approaching, the narrator's eyes regained their calmness and a smile appeared on his face.

There was a light flowing in her beautiful eyes, and then she opened her mouth softly and bit the hem of Ye Wuyou's robe.

"Do you want to do something to me?" the narrator asked with a smile.

Ye Wuyou kicked the woman's head away. He looked indifferent and turned away without saying a word.

The voice of the narrator kept ringing behind me.

That was the woman's vicious curse and shrill scream.

"Entering the Seven Realms, but choosing an external object rather than choosing me to enter the [Aspect of the Immortal]..."

"What's the use of that useless eyeball? How can a fool like you compare to me?"

Ye Wuyou paused slightly, but it was not because he wanted to stop.

Instead, his right eyeball popped out directly, emitting a scarlet light in all directions, and he looked at the woman's head behind him provocatively.

So much so that Ye Wuyou had to grab it back and stuff it into his eye socket. Then he shook his head, did not turn around, but just glanced behind him and spoke softly.

"What's wrong with being stupid? We are all smart people like you, so who wants to be a fool?"

At least a fool won't betray himself.

Its eyes blinked, and it was a little unsure whether Ye Wuyou was praising it or scolding it.

But it's okay.

He rolled his eyes first.

It's not stupid.

Through careful observation and the several women around Ye Wuyou... his eyes analyzed something important.

The owner likes to see this expression.

Then wouldn't it be alright if I just rolled my eyes at Ye Wuyou often?
Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth, speechless at Yanzhuzi's outrageous behavior.

"Ye Wuyou, you are the fool. You have devoted all your cultivation to this piece of trash."

"Why do you think I will hurt you? Why do you think it won't betray you? Ye Wuyou, how can you be so sure of things that will never happen in the future?"

"I am the only one who will not betray you! Because deep down, you think the same as I do! Your previous inner tribulation has given you all the answers! I know everything in your memory, and no one else can understand that! Only I can understand!"

The voice of the narrator faded away with Ye Wuyou's footsteps until it disappeared.

The ninth floor of the deserted prison was filled with only the indifferent voice of a woman.

"Ye Wuyou, you will regret it."

……

Ye Wuyou did not stay in Tianlan City.

After walking out of the prison, he immediately used the [Shinto Technique: Shrinking the Earth into an Inch]

In other words, [no distance] is more appropriate.

The Shinto technique of shrinking the earth into an inch seems to have been derived from [No Distance].

One step away, a thousand miles away.

He wants to find the owner of Tianji Tower.

If Lu Caiwei really went back to the past, then the poster must know something.

Ye Wuyou was not very smart. It was impossible for him to anticipate everything and have a perfect plan. He thought about how to find Lu Caiwei for a long time, trying to make strange arrangements and combinations.

But I still haven’t figured out a way.

But he would ask questions and shake hands with people.

Is there anyone in this world who can use his brain to help Ye Wuyou?

He could only think of two people.

The owner of Tianji Tower and Lu Qingshan.

But Ye Wuyou was turned away.

The owner of Tianji Tower disappeared.

But Ye Wuyou found Lu Qingshan.

"He is probably hiding now. I think he must be in trouble and infected by something strange. Maybe he has gone crazy."

"You know, that's not the real past, it's the past you changed."

"After all, the past is constantly changing, and he knows everything about the past. The combination of the two is like someone using a seal knife to constantly rewrite and engrave everything he knows in his mind."

Lu Qingshan was still sitting on the shore fishing alone, explaining to Ye Wuyou with a calm look.

Ye Wuyou gave him a strange look.

He raised a question.

"There were some ancient remnants that I killed before... They seemed to have some impression of Lu Caiwei."

But it's just an impression.

Lu Qingshan's voice came calmly.

"That's normal. They should only have vague impressions but cannot be sure. This is because the past has two possibilities: change and no change. Lu Caiwei has more or less come into contact with some people and things in the past. This is a changed past, but it is not the previous past."

"In the past that Tianji Tower Master had previously determined, Lu Caiwei did not exist. The reason why those ancient remnants had a vague impression of her was... just like seeing some extremely real people and things in a dream. You have obviously never been to that place, never come into contact with it or experienced it, but it is as clear as the real thing, making you doubt the authenticity of the thing."

“The possibilities are endless.”

Ye Wuyou didn’t quite understand, but he still patiently let Lu Qingshan finish speaking.

"He owed you a guide before, right? He told me about this, but I only have a rough idea. I'm not sure whether I can find Lu Caiwei."

At this point, Lu Qingshan paused slightly and smiled.

"After all, Caiwei is my 'niece', right?"

Is there any way...

After hearing Lu Qingshan's words, Ye Wuyou felt a little more at ease.

But now, he could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart.

Lu Qingshan's body was destroyed, and his soul was turned into nutrients by Ye Wuyou.

By now, Ye Wuyou has met three... no, four Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan, who was sitting in front of him fishing, was the fourth one.

Perhaps, there are more than just four.

He asked Lu Qingshan, whose aura and even soul were exactly the same as before.

"How on earth did you survive?"

"Are you still Lu Qingshan?"

"What exactly is the weirdness you possess?" (End of this chapter)