My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 72: A soldier never tires of deceit
I am so silly.

Really.

Ye Wuyou felt that he must be crazy to listen to the narration, which led to a faint sense of self-confidence.

This is not because Ye Wuyou is not mentally strong, but there is a voice in your mind that keeps talking nonsense all day long. If you brag too much about being a bronze player, you will also think that you are the strongest king.

Besides, I'm not bronze...

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, his eyes sharp.

On the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison, I will not be disturbed by outsiders, and I also have many things that need to be verified.

I normally wouldn't dare to step into this realm, but now that I have Lu Qingshan's support, I feel more confident.

He wanted to explore "no self".

After several months, the prison was still the same, and the familiar figure was still in front of him.

He closed his eyes gently.

On this day, Ye Wuyou entered the state of "no self" again.

The Qi is flowing, and the Formless Heart Sutra is running silently.

Different from the previous two times, one was on the verge of life and death, and the other was to break the deadlock.

This time, Ye Wuyou tried to enter the state of "selflessness" on his own while he was sober and without any external pressure.

Lu Qingshan looked pleased, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Although the young man in front of him did nothing, his cultivation level was still only at the second level.

But Lu Qingshan already knew that there were some changes in the other party.

"how do you feel?"

Hearing the words, Ye Wuyou opened his eyes, exhaled, and responded calmly.

"I feel good."

Ye Wuyou really felt an endless sense of comfort all over his body.

The flow of Qi is endless, countless times faster than before, and extremely abundant.

The little worries and sorrows in my mind from the past have now disappeared. The gazes of others around me, or some trivial thoughts about my future situation, have all been stripped away at this moment.

Only clarity and calmness remain, without any impurities.

For a long time in Fan Cage, he returned to nature.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked straight at Lu Qingshan, his gaze pure and calm.

"Master, you are right. A practitioner should have a heart that pursues the Tao. External forces are only minor forces after all, and the strange debris is just a relic of the old times. Now, by chance, I have fallen into this situation. This feeling makes me sick."

Lu Qingshan blinked.

Did I say those words? Why not use external force if you can?
If you don't want to use it, then don't use it.

"This time I won't rely on strange external forces. I also want to use this to find out my own limits. Besides, in my opinion, Master, you are only in the fifth realm, which is not out of reach." Ye Wuyou said lightly.

"Interesting." Lu Qingshan smiled and waved at Ye Wuyou, signaling him to come over.

Ye Wuyou sighed softly, "Master, I hope you can put away your playful intentions. I will not hold back when I ask for your advice this time."

When Lu Qingshan heard this, his expression became slightly serious, and he looked at the other party happily.

"In that case, you better be careful."

"Lu Qingshan, it's you who should be careful." He said word by word.

Before he finished speaking, his Qi burst out, and Ye Wuyou's figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, and he arrived at the distance of several meters in an instant.

The blood suddenly boiled up in an instant, and Ye Wuyou, with red eyes, looked calm as ever, and punched out.

The noise that can be created is not something that can be done with just one punch.

Countless giant blue hands suddenly smashed down towards Lu Qingshan, creating countless deep pits and cracks on the ground of the corridor.

In the smoke and dust, Lu Qingshan's voice came from behind Ye Wuyou, and his palm had already landed on Ye Wuyou's back.

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Ye Wuyou, didn't you say that we don't need to be weird?"

"Master, all is fair in war. And you lose."

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

Lu Qingshan smiled as Ye Wuyou, who was captured by him, disappeared like smoke, and a familiar aura came from behind him.

The fist wind came whistling, and a giant blue hand attacked in an instant.

"Boom!" A dull sound was heard, and countless attacks seemed to hit indestructible rocks.

A faint aura attached to Lu Qingshan's whole body. No matter how hard he hit her, it could only lightly lift his sleeves.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were finally no longer calm, and he looked a little stunned.

I... can’t even break through his defense?
He raised his eyes, looked at Lu Qingshan, and spoke calmly.

“I lose…”

What greeted him was Lu Qingshan's ordinary punch.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the unconscious Ye Wuyou was dragged out of the prison.

……

Ye Wuyou felt as if he was trapped in a strange cycle.

He woke up many times and saw the same ceiling, the same room, and different maids.

I felt a familiar tingling sensation all over my body. Mm, it was very comfortable.

Ye Wuyou raised his head and looked at the other person. He could tell by his face and size.

This is winter jujube.

Size refers to age.

Winter jujube is the youngest.

"Master Ye, you're awake. You only slept for half a day this time."

[Dual cultivation, directly... You looked at it again, and had a sudden realization in your mind. When practicing, you should abandon all desires. Lust is like a knife hanging over your head. Indulging in sensual pleasures is not what a gentleman does.]

You bastard, why are you jumping out now? Why didn't you dare to jump when facing Lu Qingshan before?
Ye Wuyou sighed softly. He was only unconscious for half a day this time. It should be much more serious than before, right?

Ye Wuyou looked at the strange object in Dong Zao's hand. It was this thing that made him feel numb just now.

"What is this?" he asked puzzledly.

"My lord, this is a massage device I invented. Although you are not seriously injured, I am worried that you may be unconscious, so I will help you to improve your blood circulation."

Seeing that Ye Wuyou was interested, Dong Zao began to introduce the thing enthusiastically.

"Look, sir. There is a button here. It is driven by the talisman method and wound up with a spring. As long as you press it, it will vibrate continuously."

hum...

Ye Wuyou was shocked.

As if he remembered something, he asked Dong Zao.

"The transparent water bag that was used to wipe the body earlier... the one with medicine inside, was it also invented by you?"

"Yes." Dong Zao smiled sweetly.

"What is your major...what did you study?"

"Young Master, I am from the Mohist school, and I specialize in cultivating weapons and mechanical devices." Dong Zao responded.

genius!

[You chuckled and admitted that you had misjudged her before. This woman has infinite magical powers. You can practice with her directly and study the avenue of mechanical devices together in the future.]

After Dong Zao left, Ye Wuyou sat in the room in a daze.

He could feel that this time in the state of "selflessness", he was very strong, stronger than ever before.

And he doesn't have the problem of being arrogant.

But up to now, I have lost three games in a row under the "selfless" state, with a winning rate of zero.

Speaking of which, what should I do next?
Will you continue to go back to Tianlao to work?

He practiced peacefully and steadily, using Tian Yan to suppress his own weirdness bit by bit.

My current identity is as the only successor of Lu Qingshan.

Ordinary troubles will not find you.

Having a backer, a job, and a stable life, isn't that what you want?

I just don’t know what Lu Qingshan meant when he said, “I could have lived a peaceful life.”

There were footsteps outside the door.

And Lu Qingshan's plain voice.

"Wuyou, it's time to get going."

(End of this chapter)