My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 307 Do You Want to Dance Too?
In the night, the brightly lit building was silent for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

The next moment, dozens of powerful auras surged out and suddenly appeared from the pavilion.

A harsh voice was heard, containing questions and contemptuous sneers.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"What a courage."

"Where did you get the idea to do something so wild here that you don't care about your life?"

The surging energy seemed to be about to collapse the building, and countless doors and windows moved automatically without wind, making rustling sounds.

And under the pressure of this surging energy and amidst the countless contemptuous words, there was a man who walked slowly and calmly towards the pavilion, step by step.

He did not have the same aura as the others, not even much of it.

Compared with the countless auras and pressures in the building, that figure seemed a little small and lonely.

He just stood quietly in front of the broken door, raised his head slightly, looked towards somewhere inside the building, and then took a light step forward.

Standing inside the building.

Only then did everyone see the figure clearly.

The young man was dressed in clothes as black as ink, standing there tall and straight. There was bright light in front of him, but darkness behind him, as if he had merged into the pitch-black night.

More than ten powerful practitioners from the Cui family who were present all had doubts in their hearts at this moment.

Who is this person?

The man who had been knocked into the building was still lying on the ground groaning, but no one paid any attention to him at this moment. All eyes were focused on Ye Wuyou.

But Ye Wuyou did not look at them. All eyes around him were focused on him, but he ignored them and walked forward.

Ye Wuyou’s idea was very simple. There was no need to waste energy with these people.

Because he saw some scenes in Tianyan.

In one of the scenes, Luo Yue summoned out his spirit generals but did not attack them directly.

At that time, the crack stopped just in front of the two people, and more than that, it just revealed the intimidation of their figures.

And after that...

Ye Wuyou just wanted to ask the other family head first, whether he really intended to kill Luo Yue two days ago?

Then, there is Ji Wuye, this person is still alive...

That day, Ji Wuye was "rescued" by someone, and he was unable to stop the actions of Pavilion Master Lingxue.

Although he still had some grudges in his heart, Ye Wuyou believed that the other party was two souls in one body and they were two different people.

It’s not that he cannot accept a “stupid” Ji Wuye to live, so it’s fine to consider the extraordinary fishing rod as money to buy his life.

But Ji Wuye in Tianyan is not that foolish "sister".

What happened during this time?
Tianyan cannot be deduced, is it because it involves weirdness?

It doesn't matter.

Ji Wuye, wait for me.

This time, I, Ye Wuyou, will not let you go.

Ye Wuyou glanced at everyone, then spoke quietly with a serious tone.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I am only looking for your family head."

"Looking for the head of the family? I think you are looking for death!"

Everyone laughed, thinking that the boy in front of them was overestimating his own abilities.

All of them are in the fourth realm, and there are even a few in the fifth realm.

[Looking for death? Hehehe, how can these clowns be your opponents? They are already seeking death.]

The narrator's voice popped up in Ye Wuyou's mind, but his expression did not change.

But after seeing the several figures leaping towards him and attacking him fiercely, Ye Wuyou finally sighed deeply.

Mixed emotions kept flashing in his mind. That was the Six Desires Demonic Sutra that was constantly evolving and being refined, and it had existed for a long time.

Earlier in Nanning City, it was already difficult to suppress.

Just under the gentle comfort of the little fox and lying on Bai Lu's chest, he felt like he had stepped into the whole world. At that moment, Ye Wuyou's soul was purified.

now……

Ye Wuyou finally suppressed that emotion.

got windy.

The first cultivator flashed by at this moment. He was a fourth-level cultivator with great supernatural powers. He punched Ye Wuyou with a fierce aura. The aura on his fist was like a whistling dragon winding around it.

The long dragon flew out of his hand, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind, and suddenly smashed towards Ye Wuyou.

[Magic Power-Dragon Fist]

Ye Wuyou looked indifferent, and his ghost hand extended out.

But the dark blue ghost hand flashed a few times and then retracted, as if it was unable to stretch out and was listless.

Therefore, the dragon fist hit Ye Wuyou hard.

Amid the roar and explosion of the Qi, the practitioner with great supernatural powers showed a hint of sneer on his face.

"Successful."

But his expression changed immediately, and he looked towards the diffuse smoke and dust with some suspicion.

The smoke and dust cleared, but the figure was still standing there tall.

His full-strength attack...how could this be?
Because Ye Wuyou was standing in the same place at this moment, his steps did not move at all.

There was not even a single injury on his body.

What kind of monster is this?
Can one take on a blow from the fourth realm's great magical power so easily?
Even the fifth realm can’t do it, but at least show some reaction.

No, take it? Did he take it?
He didn't do anything at all.

Realizing this, everyone froze in place for a moment.

Those practitioners who had originally rushed out also stopped at this moment, with waves in their eyes.

At this moment, under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and gently patted the dust off his clothes.

The narrator's voice emerged in my mind with a certain eerieness.

[Just a grain of sand, not half as good as you]

[The Six Desires Demonic Sutra is circulating in your body at this moment, and has already reached a certain limit. Since words cannot solve the problem, only violence and killing are the best remedies.]

[It's time to slaughter all the living beings here. Drain them dry. The fresh spirits will become the best nourishment. That feeling of joy will make you happy.]

As he spoke, a hint of violent emotion appeared in his eyes.

But Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and suppressed it again.

[You once again suppressed the mixed emotions in your heart. You didn’t take this extreme violence seriously. It had clearly reached its limit and was about to burst out... Yes, what you want is not just to reach the limit, but to break the limit.]

[Like lust, only long-term repression and constant restraint can usher in the most satisfying release]

Fuck, stop barking like a dog!

Ye Wuyou had to admit that although the "Six Desires to Transform Demons Sutra" narrated by him was a bit evil, its effect was really beyond imagination.

Through constant tempering, Ye Wuyou's body has unknowingly reached an extremely strong level.

The magical power of a fourth-level cultivator hit him, but he did not suffer any damage at all. Even the protective qi that was hastily put together was not able to be broken in the slightest.

This reminded Ye Wuyou of the time when he succeeded in a sneak attack on Lu Qingshan but found himself in an awkward situation when he failed to break through his defense.

"The ghost has been suppressed. This place can suppress weirdness, but not completely. The ghost hand cannot be used, but the ghost itself is still there."

"In addition, the Dharma images cannot be called upon. Is this some kind of restriction? In order to ensure the safety of this gathering."

Ye Wuyou muttered to himself.

In other words, [Hide] can still be used. This is the most basic characteristic of the ghost, as long as it is combined with the ghost.

But apart from that, it seems that the scarlet eyeball can still be used.

It is not affected.

[Demon Sealing Barrier] can suppress weirdness, that is, the remains of the Great Dao.

But for the real "Great Way", there seemed to be no obstacle. Among the many practitioners, someone gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Let's go together. With so many of us, are we still afraid of just one person?"

"Fuck him."

More than a dozen figures suddenly shot out, and the strong wind blew out all the lights.

But there was no darkness in the building. On the contrary, it was illuminated by a flash of light.

A long sword with a sharp blade slashed towards Ye Wuyou's body.

"Knife?" Ye Wuyou's eyes flashed slightly.

Then, he grabbed the blade with one hand, and no matter how hard the man holding the knife tried, he couldn't move it at all.

In the frightened eyes of the man with the knife, the man in front of him tilted his head slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"Do you want to dance, too?"

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At the top of the magnificent pavilion, there is a secret room set up by Baiyun Temple himself, with an exquisite formation that isolates it from all intrusions.

How sophisticated is this formation?

Even if the outside world is turned upside down, this room will remain as stable as a mountain.

Even the magical powers of the Six Realms of Heavenly Power can block some of them.

This is also the room specially prepared by Baiyun Temple as the host for several forces coming from afar.

It not only isolates the interior from all external intrusions, but also has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the spirit, which is suitable for spiritual practice.

Practice cannot be easily disturbed.

Dual cultivation cannot be disturbed.

At this moment, this carefully decorated practice chamber has been transformed into an extremely luxurious room.

The precious incense that calms the mind is burning slowly at this moment, and in the room, there is a large wooden barrel, with water splashing and gurgling inside, accompanied by the laughter of the old man and the charming voice of the woman.

The woman's voice came with a hint of charm.

"Master, why did you bring me to live in this pavilion? Isn't this pavilion for the Luo family? Baiyun Temple also arranged a residence for us, which is much better than this one, bigger and more magnificent."

The old man had a faint smile on his face, rubbing his hands restlessly in the water, and sneered.

"Why, is this house uncomfortable to live in?"

"How could that be? Of course it's comfortable to live with the master in this house, but I like a bigger one." The young woman lied calmly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her words.

Then, the woman smiled sweetly and added again.

"Master is the best."

The woman's appearance was only average, not particularly outstanding.

But the voice is very sweet, and it is a bit weird that the voice is deliberately suppressed.

But Patriarch Cui liked this voice very much. It was so addictive that he could ignore the other person's appearance and hypocrisy.

Cui Feng, the old patriarch of the Cui family, did not pay attention to the woman's words at this moment, but looked out the window, as if he could see the remote courtyard not far away.

That is where the Luo family is now.

The old man said in a cheerful voice.

"Although this pavilion is smaller than the one arranged for us by Baiyun Temple, I feel more comfortable here than before. Why? Because everything has to be compared."

"Whether this house is good or not can be judged by comparison. If I lived over there before, it would just be a slightly bigger house. But living here, every morning when I look at the people in the remote courtyard next to me, I feel relaxed and happy. It's so refreshing."

The young woman was a little confused. She was at most a bad woman with a bit of tea in her eyes, not a pervert.

But she still responded in agreement.

"What the master said makes sense, but if we treat the Luo family like this, wouldn't it be bad?"

Cui Feng paused slightly and said indifferently.

"Why, are you thinking about the Luo family?"

The woman's expression changed, but then she spoke pitifully.

“How could that be? How could I speak for the Luo family? I’m just worried about you, Master. After all, the Luo family is also a big force. Although they are nothing in front of you, if they are pushed into a corner…”

Cui Feng laughed and said disdainfully.

"What's the big deal? I have already taken over a lot of the Luo family's assets, including their flying boat production line. After this meeting, I will also take it over."

"Right now, it's just to get some things in advance. Everything in the Luo family will belong to the Cui family sooner or later."

“As for fighting back desperately? Humph, the head of the family is just a little girl, she is only in the third realm, and she relies on her weirdness to run the Luo family. Now in Baiyun Mountain City, she can’t use her weirdness, she is no different from an ant.”

"If it weren't for that old fellow who intervened that day, the Luo family's Patriarch would have been killed by me on the spot."

The woman's eyes flickered slightly as she complained.

"The head of the Luo family is a woman? No wonder the master attaches so much importance to it. The master clearly said last time that he would not talk about other women in front of me."

Cui Feng sneered.

"Haha, what are you thinking about? That girl won't live long. Besides, she's ugly. When I scanned her face under the veil with my divine sense, it made me sick."

"If a man is favored by her, he will be in trouble for the rest of his life."

Cui Feng said this, then stretched out his hand and patted the round and white skin behind the woman underwater.

The woman understood.

Then the water splashed and gradually turned into surging waves.

The old man in the wooden barrel breathed rapidly for a moment. From the beginning to the end, about fifteen breaths later, everything returned to calm.

The old man's expression suddenly calmed down, his mind was peaceful, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, he just felt that everything in the world was boring.

"You go out now. I have suddenly realized something and I need to practice now."

The woman nodded, then stood up from the bucket, curled her lips and rolled her eyes as she turned her back.

Cui Feng was lying in the bucket at this moment, looking calm and leisurely.

So quiet.

There was only the rustling sound of women dressing.

hiss……

It's so quiet, but why?

Cui Feng suddenly felt somewhat uneasy. Having reached his level of cultivation, he had some unspeakable "premonitions" about many things.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The head of the Cui family frowned slightly and then scolded.

"Why are you knocking? I am practicing. Please leave immediately."

The knocking paused for a moment.

But then, the "dong dong dong" sound rang out again.

Cui Feng finally noticed something was wrong.

The formation separates the inside and outside of the room. No one outside can detect the inside of the room, and no one inside the room can detect the outside.

The knocking on the door continued rhythmically.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

The knocks on the door sounded like knocks on his heart.

Death is knocking at the door.

The ominous premonition in Patriarch Cui's mind became stronger and stronger.

So he waved his hand and unlocked the formation in the room.

It takes about 15 minutes to post another chapter. I originally planned to post them together, but I couldn't finish them.
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