My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 32 The Truth About the Ringtone

Among the mountains and forests, there are several twisted cracks dozens of feet long on the ground.

"What did you say? You still want to go up the mountain?" Xu Fang roared.

"Ye Wuyou is our teammate. No matter what he did before facing the monster, we have to go back together even if the mission fails." Lin Qingqing's face was solemn, but her words were firm.

In a previous earthquake, a huge crack suddenly appeared between the three of them and Ye Wuyou, followed by a landslide, smoke and sand, and the two groups of people were all scattered.

The three of them had just experienced a "phantom" monster and had many injuries on their bodies. In addition, they had been traveling all night and were already exhausted both physically and mentally.

At the moment, Xu Fang and Lin Qingqing were arguing.

Xu Fang thought they should go back down the mountain to rest, but Lin Qingqing thought they needed to continue looking for the person.

The two were arguing, but Bai Changzai, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"Lin Qingqing, I think we should leave here as soon as possible instead of looking for that newcomer named Ye Wuyou. Don't you think these things are too weird?"

The two looked at Bai Changzai.

"From the moment I sensed the fox's aura, to the beacon fires on the mountain, to the inexplicable appearance of the monster, and then the sudden earthquake, these things are nothing special, but when they suddenly come together, don't you think they are a little strange?"

Bai Changzai sighed. He might be the only calm person among the three.

"Also, the most abnormal thing is that I didn't notice it just now, but you guys look at the injuries on his body."

Bai Changzai stretched out a hand, there was a tear there, but there was no bleeding at this moment.

"This doesn't look like an injury caused by the monster, but rather like something else..." Bai Changzai said.

Lin Qingqing and Xu Fang were both stunned, and then began to carefully observe the scars on their bodies.

This kind of tiny laceration certainly doesn't look like it was caused by a monster with a mouth bigger than a human...

"Jingle Bell……"

what sound?
Why is there a bell sound?
The three of them were shocked, but then the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently again.

"No, we must go back now, back to the foot of the mountain, no, retreat from the Cloudy Mountains!"

However, the second ring rang.

"Jingle Bell……"

The voice became more urgent.

"What's going on? My head suddenly hurts...Xu Fang, what are you doing?"

Lin Qingqing put her hands up to hold her head, intense pain rushing through her mind, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Xu Fang walking towards somewhere with a blank expression.

"This ringtone... is weird and disturbing." Bai Changzai's voice trembled slightly due to pain, but he seemed to be relatively sober.

But then, the third ring rang.

"Jingle Bell……"

This time, even Bai Changzai fell into confusion in an instant, and walked towards somewhere uncontrollably.

Lin Qingqing, Xu Fang, and Bai Changzai, the three figures were stiff in body and lifeless in eyes, walking in the mountains like corpses.

If there was someone who could fly in the air and look down from above, he would be able to find out the direction the three people were going.

At the foot of the mountain, Yunwu Village.

……

Another earthquake?

The earthquake hindered the stalemate between Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu, but the ringing of the bell that followed made them startled.

Although it was only a slight shock, the three of them came to their senses soon, but how could an ordinary bell sound affect the mind of a practitioner?

"This is... Damn, can't this be the Thousand Illusions Purple Gold Bell?" Bai Lu seemed to have thought of something and said in a sharp voice.

The younger sister who knew where the bell was died, and the Qianhuan Sect member who knew how to control and use the bell also died.

Then why can a magic weapon make a ringing sound by itself?
She didn't know as much about Qianhuan Zijin Ling as her sister, but after spending a few days with the last disciple of Qianhuan Sect, she had learned some things about him.

The Qianhuan Purple Gold Bell is a treasure that the Qianhuan Sect accidentally obtained and is also the foundation of its founding.

Its origin is unknown, but in the hands of Qianhuan Sect, even a sect leader of the fourth realm can fight against an enemy of the sixth realm.

Logically speaking, such a powerful treasure should be carried by the sect leader.

But the Qianhuan Sect did not do that. On the contrary, they seemed to be somewhat afraid of that thing and kept it aside all day long and kept it under strict guard.

Combined with his sister…even though it was already dead, its crazy desire to get that treasure could only be related to the fox clan.

As my thoughts flashed, the second ring rang again.

Then, the third one.

Jingle Bell……

The cultivation level of the third realm was as fragile as paper at this moment. No matter how Bai Lu and the remaining cloth-clothed man resisted, they could not prevent the sound of the bell from penetrating.

His whole body is filled with energy and supernatural powers, so even covering his ears is useless.

This ringing sound goes directly into your head.

Bai Lu's vision gradually became illusory and finally fell into darkness.

Then, they walked down the mountain stiffly and unconsciously, just like Lin Qingqing and the other two. They were heading to the same village.

There was another figure coming down the mountain at the same time.

The man in brocade robe had been pierced through the chest long ago, and he was already dead without any breath.

But at this moment, he stood up stiffly and walked towards Yunwu Village.

But the ringing did not stop.

Maybe it’s because there is another person here.

For some unknown reason, Ye Wuyou's figure appeared in mid-air at this moment, as if he was flying in the air.

This is something that only the middle three realms can do.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, a dark blue figure emerged behind Ye Wuyou, and countless dark blue hands gathered together and turned into a ball, which was stepped on by Ye Wuyou.

The "ghost" carried Ye Wuyou and lifted himself up.

But at this moment, Ye Wuyou's expression was no longer as dead as before, or rather, there was a bit more human emotion on his face.

His figure was standing in the air, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to be shaking slightly and uncontrollably.

But he still laughed out loud.

"Alright, alright, I thought it was nothing but a remnant of the aura of the Great Dao, which has now been refined into an artifact and barely given birth to some intelligence. It's not even a remains, and you still think you can influence me?"

"Why don't you offer it to me obediently? I will capture the white fox and put a chain around its neck. This will be a good place for your artifact."

"You must know that if you go against heaven, you still have a chance to survive, but if you go against me, there is no hope!"

Although the voice was still Ye Wuyou's, the tone was completely different from before.

Extremely arrogant.

The fourth ring rang again, and this time, the sound seemed to be a little louder.

Jingle Bell.

Ye Wuyou's upper body remained motionless, but his legs could not stop shaking violently. Despite this, the man seemed to maintain some composure.

"No, it's just like that. I am not afraid of even the sound of the Great Dao, so how can I be intimidated by your noise?"

"It's not enough. Come again. Come again if you dare!"

The fifth ring rang out with a bang.

The ringing sound was no longer crisp, but changed in pitch to become urgent.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were wide open at this moment, and his whole body began to tremble.

There seemed to be a hammer in the mind, smashing down madly, almost driving people crazy.

Ye Wuyou wanted to say something, but at the same time, the sixth ring rang without any pause.

It seemed that Ye Wuyou's behavior had angered it.

Although the head was still there, there were bursts of roaring sounds coming from inside it, as if an electric drill had entered the brain and exploded directly.

Consciousness dissipated in an instant, and the string called reason in the mind made a crisp buzzing sound, and then broke.

[How sad! How sorrowful! You who have entered the realm of selflessness and are invincible in the world, are now obsessed with this object.]

[Despite this, you still have a backup plan. The remains of the avenue have already merged with you. This mirage cannot disturb your mind at all.]

[It is just a relic of the aura, nothing to be afraid of. When you wake up, you can easily suppress it.]

The narrator's voice sounded in Ye Wuyou's mind, as if it were ethereal.

Perhaps just as the narration in my mind said, the sound of the bell could disturb the minds of other people, but Ye Wuyou, who was strangely possessed, would not be affected.

But the prerequisite is that Ye Wuyou must be conscious and clear-minded.

Ye Wuyou, he... is crazy.

Click, click...

There was a crisp cracking sound in my ears, as if something was broken.

In Ye Wuyou's already unclear vision, he seemed to vaguely see that there was something new in the sky.

That's a bell.

But at this moment, the bell was shaking, and the purple-gold shell was crumbling bit by bit, as if something was rushing out from inside.

Click.

The outer shell shattered and fell to the ground, revealing a round object inside.

In the night sky, that thing seemed to overlap with the moon, but it blocked all light and shadows.

That's an eyeball.

That night, there were many more people in Yunwu Village.