My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 82 Fox Fur
Demonic power.

The answer is demonic power.

The fox's fur is driven by demonic power, but it's also appropriate.

Ye Wuyou got the answer and was naturally happy, but then he was stunned.

What is demonic power?

He carefully recalled the monsters he had encountered before, including Bai Lu.

Indeed, those monsters had a faint aura that was different from ordinary people, so they were discovered.

But Bai Lu and the other fox demon that he killed did not have this.

Even if they used their magical powers, they could not sense the demonic power.

But Bai Lu is clearly a demon...

[Monster? Monsters are lowly creatures. You thought about it and maybe the word wasn’t appropriate. She is bound by the fate contract and is nothing more than a fox pet at your feet. You can put a coat on her one day and put her around your neck as a fox fur coat.]

Hey, it’s not a good idea to use Bailu to make fox fur. I wonder if Bailu will shed her fur after she transforms...

Damn, my train of thought was interrupted by the narration.

Ye Wuyou quickly pulled it back.

Well, the fox demon clan, which is a special darling of heaven and earth, cannot be judged by common sense. Perhaps the fox demon has its own special features.

Let’s not talk about the nature of demonic power. Ye Wuyou stared at the strand of fox hair in his hand.

No matter what the demonic power is, he needs it now.

But I am a human being and I don’t have any magical powers.

The demon race enters the practice of cultivation. They do not need to master any method of cultivation, they can improve themselves by consuming the essence of the sun and the moon.

But if humans embark on a spiritual journey and learn from the demons, doing nothing all day long but basking in the essence of the sun and the moon, they will only starve to death.

This is a racial difference. Humans certainly cannot give birth to demonic powers.

"Demon power, demon power...oh, the contract."

The narrator's complaints just now made Ye Wuyou think of the contract.

Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu once made a life contract, although the other party was unwilling in the process.

No matter how far apart the two are, there is always a trace of connection between them. This kind of connection cannot do anything over a long distance, not even sound transmission. It can only be used to confirm whether the other party is alive or dead, or to locate the other party.

The reason for this slight connection, of course, is because Bai Lu has Ye Wuyou's aura in her body.

Of course, there was naturally a trace of Bai Lu's breath in Ye Wuyou's body.

This breath is demonic power.

Ye Wuyou found a solution to the problem. He immediately calmed his mind and carefully mobilized the breath belonging to Bai Lu.

If I do this, will my life contract be severed?
Ye Wuyou suddenly showed concern in his eyes.

It would be fine if the life contract was broken, but what he was worried about was that the contract would be forcibly terminated.

The termination of the life contract means death.

Of course, Ye Wuyou will not die because it was caused by him, but Bai Lu will.

[You use some tricks to improve this outdated life contract. Although it has lost its aura, the contract is still there, but the slave has lost the positioning effect.]

position?

Of course Ye Wuyou was able to locate Bai Lu, relying on the trace of his own breath in Bai Lu's body.

He once explored it when he had nothing to do and found that the other party was very far away from him.

As for the other party positioning themselves?

Forget it. That woman probably hates me to death. It doesn’t matter to her whether I have a positioning or not.

Anyway, there is no way Bai Lu would come to see me.

Ye Wuyou felt relieved and let the breath out of his body.

Is that trace of existence that is completely inconsistent with one's own aura the demonic power?

He tried to control the breath and let it touch the fox fur.

Ye Wuyou's right eye moved slightly uncontrollably.

The fox fur trembled slightly but did not fly away. A strange power came from the palm of his hand.

Ye Wuyou’s mind moved.

He became Bai Changzai.

Not only his figure and face, but even his expressionless face, were transformed. This was not an illusion imposed on him, but a true illusion.

The true shapeshifting ability of the fox clan is not a simple disguise.

"Interesting, but how long will it last?"

As Ye Wuyou was thinking, he suddenly felt a pain in his right eye.

He quickly reached out and pressed down his wildly twitching eyeballs.

Damn it, my right eye seemed like it was going to pop out.

A tingling sensation spread through his mind, and then Ye Wuyou vaguely saw a painting.

It was an extremely dark palace with torches lit all around, and all around it were various strange formation marks.

There are also countless iron chains, locking one of the objects tightly.

That was a... extremely miserable fox demon.

Almost all the hair on his body was stripped off, and blood and flesh scars were visible.

It was an extremely tragic wound, but even so, the demon's powerful self-healing ability still allowed it to survive.

The seven tails behind it trembled slightly, and it was obvious that it was a seven-tailed demon fox.

Is the Seventh Realm equivalent to the Seventh Realm of Humans?

Ye Wuyou's attention was attracted, or rather his right eye was attracted, and he couldn't help but turn to look around.

A wooden box was placed not far from the fox demon. Compared with the huge fox demon, the small wooden box looked even smaller.

The wooden box was surrounded by scattered fox hairs, and next to it was a large tray, as if someone was collecting them.

He looked at the wooden box uncontrollably, or rather, wanted to see what was inside the wooden box.

But then, he felt that something in the wooden box was looking at him.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his right eye, and then the picture disappeared. The palace was no longer in front of Ye Wuyou's eyes, and everything returned to normal.

He touched his cheek.

At this moment, it has changed back to its original state. It is no longer Bai Changzai, but his own face.

The illusion is over... Can that little bit of demonic power only last for a few minutes?
[The remains of the Great Avenue are not worth mentioning, and the Seven-Tailed Demon Fox is even more useless, but two negatives add up to a positive, and putting these two useless things together can also make something small.]

[You thought about it carefully again. It turns out that the seven-tailed fox you just saw seemed to have initially grasped a little bit of the charm of the Great Dao. Alas, it’s a pity that it’s still useless.]

Ye Wuyou shook his head. The scene just now gave him some shock and he needed to digest it.

Qingqiu was destroyed. Although Ye Wuyou was not sure how Qingqiu was divided internally, he still had an inexplicable certainty.

That extremely miserable seven-tailed demon fox was the former king of Qingqiu.

The fox hair in his hand came from the other person's body.

It was captured, and its fur was used as a weapon by the demon tribe to sneak into Dayan.

As for the wooden box...

The wooden box is just a representation.

Ye Wuyou was almost certain about what was inside.

That familiar aura was weird, some kind of weirdness.

Even though the seven-tailed demon fox was extremely powerful, it was unable to make the other demons transform, and almost all of the fox fur had to pass through the wooden box.

It was the evil fox and the weirdness inside the wooden box that created the magic of the fox fur.

This news is indeed amazing, but what’s the use of it?
[Of course it is useless, but now that you know where this thing came from, it is nothing more than a rough illusion that you can see through at will, a remnant of the Great Dao that can only be used for illusion, which is extremely ridiculous.]

Is it?

What exactly is the glimmer of life that Tian Yan inferred?

Although Tianyan’s information has always been very little, it is still useful information after all.

With such a little demonic power in his body, even if he could use the fox hair to transform himself, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Using the magic of illusion to escape is obviously a wrong idea.

The murderous intentions of the sect, the plots of the demon clan, the strange...

Thousands of thoughts echoed in his mind, and countless mottled thoughts were peeled off bit by bit.

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes gently, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I understand."

(End of this chapter)