The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Shen Zhihan was a little confused.

He only knew that just now the pain in his heart was severe, and then the world in front of him distorted and changed, but he didn't know what happened.

This plain stretches as far as the eye can see, there is no Fenghui Peak, and there is no sea of ​​clouds and the world of thousands of miles under the clouds in his memory, but when he looks at it, he feels inexplicably familiar, as if...he has been here several times.

Just as he was thinking, the Qilin beast in front of him came through the flowers, staring coldly at the tiny human beings in front of him.

Shen Zhihan didn't dodge or dodge, he looked straight at the unicorn beast, he felt familiar, just like the one he saw when he went to fetch the earth spirit back then, but it was a little different, for example, it had a billowing devilish energy that couldn't be ignored .

I don't know if it's because the unicorn is a god born in accordance with the way of heaven or some other reason, but the one in front of him is full of demonic energy, but it still seems to retain its own consciousness.It looked at the white-clothed and white-haired figure tens of feet away in front of it. The bright green flames in the copper-bell-like eyes flickered and extinguished.

Shen Zhihan was a little puzzled, but there was no expression on his face.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at the Qilin beast with some doubts, and saw the other party suddenly howled, and then "plopped" and knelt down to him!

Shen Zhihan's eyebrows twitched, and he took two steps back in fright, but Qilin raised his head, and tears fell from the eyes of the beast.

Seeing that Shen Zhihan was full of guard and resistance towards him, it wailed, raised its head high, and then slammed into the ground!

"boom!!"

The ground couldn't help the unicorn's impact, almost like sand and stones splashing, almost cracking.

Shen Zhihan was startled, and saw that Qilin looked up and down again!

"boom!!!"

One impact was stronger than the other, Shen Zhihan looked at the unicorn's head that was gradually becoming bloody, but suddenly there was a hint of realization in its dull eyes - it was committing suicide.

The moment this thought appeared, Shen Zhihan suddenly understood why it started to kneel down to him.

—Do you want me to kill it? ? ?

As he thought about it, he wanted to call out his saber, but just as the spiritual power was condensed in the riddled meridians, a sword chant suddenly shot up from behind him!

"锃-"

The sword energy swept across the sky and the earth, and came from behind with an indomitable wind. Shen Zhihan felt it, but for some reason, he didn't dodge it.

The master is gone, the juniors are gone, and the best friends and lovers are all gone.These blows came too fast and too closely, which simply exceeded the limit that Shen Zhihan could bear.

It's probably not bad to die like this?

At this moment, this thought flashed through his mind.

The sword energy behind him is getting closer and closer, and Shen Zhihan can even feel the threatening chill and Zhongzheng's aura in it. He even has his eyes slightly closed, not thinking about where he is and why the person who drew the sword wanted to kill him , just waiting for the sound and touch of the long sword passing through the chest——

But it wasn't him who fell down in an instant, but the unicorn who was still trying to commit suicide.

There was a louder falling sound than the previous few times, and Shen Zhihan subconsciously opened his eyes to look for the source of the sound, only to see that a blood hole the size of a fist had been stabbed out between the eyebrows of the unicorn beast at some point, and it was already dead.

When divine beasts fall, most likely they will not leave their bodies in the world.

He watched in a daze as Qilin's mountain-like body gradually disintegrated into light scraps and disappeared, but the expected long sword piercing his chest did not happen.Instead, it was a clear voice like an ice spring.

Shen Zhihan immediately froze.

"Divine beasts have their own pride. Qilin found that he couldn't expel the devilish energy by himself, so he would rather die. He was really decisive—"

The voice sounded from a distance, but it appeared a few feet behind Shen Zhihan in an instant: "Are you all right? I saw you motionless just now, but you were frightened?"

The man in front of him was still stuck in place and did not respond, and he was not annoyed by the person who came, so he just called out again patiently: "Fellow Daoist?"

Shen Zhihan finally moved.

He looked back very slowly, and a face that couldn't be more familiar came into view.

The person who came was dressed in black, even though it was covered with gold embroidery, he could still tell that it was a Taoist robe, and he seemed to be a Taoist.One head of blue silk was tied up by a high crown inlaid with black jade and gold, and the other half fell down smoothly along the lines of his shoulders and neck.

Seeing Shen Zhihan looking over, a very friendly smile appeared between his gentle and elegant eyebrows and eyes, against the pair of gilt pupils that seemed to be filled with gentle moonlight, it made people unable to move their eyes away.

"锃-"

There was another sword chant, and a stream of light flew back from a distance, and immediately disappeared between the Taoist's wide sleeves. Shen Zhihan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see the face of Lingjian clearly.

Seeing that his expression was different, he nodded slightly at Fang Fang, behaved elegantly and politely, and said in a gentle voice: "It must be that a certain person just made a sword and didn't know that he would scare your Excellency, so I will make an apology here first..."

As he spoke, he wanted to raise his hand in a bow, but his movements froze the moment he looked at Shen Zhihan again.

Above the wilderness, the gentle wind was blowing, Shen Zhihan just watched the wind blowing up the other's clothes and long hair, his vision gradually blurred, and then his face was icy cold.

Mu Yichen was a little embarrassed for a moment.

He has never seen such a clear and dust-free person, with silver threads on the ground, white clothes that are as snowy as snow, and even his calm and waveless eyes are colorful and beautiful.With the mysterious aura on his body, it gives people a faint feeling that he doesn't belong to this world. He doesn't look like a walker in the world at all, but like a nine-day god who strayed into this place.

I don't know what on my body touched the other party, causing him to stare at him without speaking and expressionless, but he couldn't stop crying, Mu Yichen felt a little dazed for the first time.

"Fellow……"

He lowered his voice a bit, and carefully considered: "I don't know what's sad about you? Even though I'm not talented, I can try to explain one or two things to you..."

The other party's voice was clear and gentle, and his beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowned, like a perfect landscape painting, with mountains, waters and flowers, lifelike and heart-wrenching.

Shen Zhihan pursed his lips, as if he had lost his voice, his throat was choked with pain, but he couldn't say anything.

He looked at the face of the Taoist, but raised his hands unconsciously, as if wanting to touch his face, Mu Yichen blankly watched those well-proportioned and slender hands getting closer and closer to him, but then quickly moved away in an instant.

"Fellow!"

With a cry of surprise, he didn't care about etiquette, and immediately took a step forward to catch Shen Zhihan who had fainted and fell down, and then helped him to lean against a raised boulder.

Carefully arrange the person, Mu Yichen should have left, but thought that the other party's fainting might be caused by himself, a thorn in his heart felt like a thorn in his heart, and he always felt weird if he didn't figure it out.

He had no choice but to sit beside Shen Zhihan with his clothes lifted, preparing to quietly wait for him to wake up.

The spring sun was gentle, and when Mu Yichen misunderstood, he found a crystal-clear glass leaf in Shen Zhihan's hair, which looked like his calm and magnificent eyes under the sunlight.

His breathing was slightly stagnant, but there was a sense of familiarity that came from nowhere.Therefore, before his brain could react, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped away the tears on Shen Zhihan's face.

When Mu Yichen realized what he was doing, he wished he could stab himself to death with a sword.

Although he was a teacher of Taoism, when he was taught as a mortal, he received the gift of a gentleman—wiping tears for a stranger, even when the other person fainted, how can a gentleman do it? ? ?

Mu Yichen said "guilty" in his heart, and immediately put away the handkerchief, but his gaze fell on the tear mole under the corner of Shen Zhihan's eye.

The tear mole is lighter in color, maybe it is because of the owner's tears, it looks a little crimson.

——Could it be because of a tear mole that she shed tears like this?

As Mu Yichen watched, this idea couldn't help popping up in his mind.

He was stunned, and began to feel a little ashamed of his restlessness today, and immediately began to silently recite the Qingxin Sutra.

While thinking about it, his eyes couldn't help drifting to Shen Zhihan again, but the dark gold pupils shrank suddenly.

The latter was still lying on top of the boulder, unconscious, but the ground-smearing silver thread with scattered leaves on the ground began to change. Under Mu Yichen's slightly surprised eyes, the hair root began to change color, and it took only a few breaths. It turned into black silk like a waterfall, and even the crystal leaves in it disappeared.

At the same time, the aura on his body also began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The curious mysterious aura disappeared, replaced by an upright aura that Mu Yichen was very familiar with.

I don't know what he did before the two met, Mu Yichen could clearly feel that the hollows in his meridians were drying up at this moment, as if he had been drained by something, and the consumption was huge.

Subconsciously, he put his two fingers together and tapped Shen Zhihan's wrist in the air, wanting to send some spiritual power there first, so that the other party can wake up first before talking.But the moment the spiritual power entered the opponent's meridians, Mu Yichen suddenly stopped moving.

——Even with just a flick of a finger, he can still feel that the opponent's body is full of scars, without knowing the meridians, and even the internal organs, including the dantian, are all shocking scars.

He was injured so badly, but he looked normal on the outside.If it hadn't been for the sudden fainting, Mu Yichen might not have noticed anything abnormal in him even if he stayed with him for ten and a half months.

There was a pain in my chest for no reason.

Mu Yichen looked at Shen Zhihan's peaceful sleeping face, finally pursed his lips, and then hugged him horizontally.

- so light.

Mu Yichen was secretly startled.

The body of a cultivator is tempered by spiritual power, and he is born to lift weights lightly, let alone himself who has already passed the tribulation period.

Holding a person is nothing to him at all, but he can still feel the weight of a normal person in his arms.

But now the man in his arms is as light as a feather.

This statement is not exaggeration, but seeking truth from facts.

This feeling of nothingness made Mu Yichen clenched his hands almost subconsciously, for fear that a gust of wind would blow Shen Zhihan out of his arms.

There was a colic in his heart for no reason, but it disappeared instantly when he thought about the reason, almost like a hallucination.

There were too many strange things today, he frowned, but still summoned a cloud, and took the person in his arms away.

When Shen Zhihan woke up, he was in a small bamboo house.

It was already night outside, and the candles inside were dimly lit.

Shen Zhihan couldn't help but stare at the jumping flames for a while, then his eyes turned and fell on the back of the sitting figure not far away.

The candlelight outlined a soft golden edge on this figure, but it did not affect his straight back at all.

Even if he was sitting, that figure was like a dazzling fairy sword, with its front drawn inward, and its elegance was unrivaled.

Shen Zhihan looked at it for a while, then his lips moved slightly: "Mu Yichen."

The person whose name was called turned around in surprise, and saw Shen Zhihan sitting up with his body propped up, his eyes clear.

The candlelight turned into glints of light in his eyes, but it couldn't illuminate Mo Shenshen's eyes. Mu Yichen got up, but there was a jade lamp in his white and beautiful hands.

"This fellow Taoist," he handed the jade lamp to Shen Zhihan, and said with a light smile, "You have slept for so long, are you thirsty? Do you want some tea?"

Shen Zhihan pursed his thin lips, but shook his head lightly.

He lowered his eyes, but he was sure of what was happening to him right now.

It's very simple. Previously, the things in the foreground shifted, were broken and then reassembled. It was probably because he borrowed some power or triggered some treasure that he returned to the era that Mu Yichen lived in.

Shen Zhihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could see a layer of divine light from the soul jade on the opponent's eyebrows. Presumably, Mu Yichen was about to touch the threshold of ascending to the gods. God is not difficult.

But looking back at himself, Shen Zhihan couldn't understand.

It stands to reason that after accepting the sacrifice from Mo Ning, he should be in the late stage of the tribulation, but Shen Zhihan felt his attention, but he could not feel any sign of spiritual power in his body, no different from a mortal.

But what was even more amazing was that he could sense that although his internal organs were riddled with holes, except for a few places, all the wounds were actually in the process of healing.

The dantian, which was supposed to store spiritual power, was empty, but there was a ball of light quietly floating in the mouth of the heart, which had merged with Shen Zhihan's entire heart at some point.

The light was soft and peaceful, no different from the Heart of the World in his memory.

--world……?

Shen Zhihan frowned slightly, not caring that Mu Yichen was still there, and immediately rummaged through his complicated and spacious sleeves.

Seeing that he seemed anxious, Mu Yichen had no choice but to put down the teacup in his hand, and sat aside again to wait.

—Where did you go?

Shen Zhihan rummaged through the inner and outer layers of his sleeves, even wanting to untie the skirt and look through it, but he couldn't find the world leaf that should be on his body.

He tried to call Bai Shu in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't get any response.

Mu Yichen saw that he finally stopped his movements and started to lose his mind, so he coughed lightly, and then asked softly, "This fellow Taoist...but lost something? I wonder if someone could help me a little bit?"

Shen Zhihan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a low voice, "It's okay. Also, my name is Shen Zhihan, so there is no need to use an honorific title for me."

His eyes are no longer gleaming with clear waves, only cold and gloomy.But even if it was like freezing thin ice, when the divine light glanced over indifferently, the charm hidden in the depths of his brows and eyes would inadvertently draw out, attracting people's minds for no reason.

Even Mu Yichen is no exception.

He has practiced for hundreds of years, and he has almost never had such a restless moment, but when he saw Shen Zhihan, he always felt his heart shrink, as if there was something deep in his mind, but he couldn't remember it no matter what, I just feel that the other party is familiar and close, and I can't help but want to stay by his side, get closer to him, get closer...

Mu Yichen immediately stopped his thoughts.

He coughed lightly, with a decent smile on his face: "Okay, then call you Mr. Shen? Or..."

Shen Zhihan shook his head slightly: "Call me... Zhihan."

Mu Yichen nodded with a smile, but seemed to think of something, and said: "I just heard that Han called someone's name... It's just that I have never met Jun before, so I don't know how Zhihan knew someone's name?"

Shen Zhihan was stunned when he heard the words: "It's just... looking at the back of Master Mu, the name came to mind unconsciously."

His answer was very far-fetched, but Mu Yichen accepted it happily for some reason.

Shen Zhihan was feeling guilty, but saw that the other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said slowly: "Fenghuiyuan is rarely visited by people on weekdays. I never thought that I would meet Zhihan, it is fate."

As he spoke, he took out his sleeve again and stretched out his five fingers, but there was a crystal clear leaf lying on his white palm: "When I met Zhihan for the first time, I saw that you had the same leaf on your body. Although it's a bit offensive, but I still want to take the liberty to ask... I don't know where Zhihan came from?"

Shen Zhihan frowned.

Although he subconsciously rejected Mu Yichen because of the matter of the six people, he was still willing to trust the other party's character.

Since Mu Yichen would never take the leaf of the world while he was unconscious, then the leaf on his body must have been obtained from other places.

Shen Zhihan remembered that Bai Shu had mentioned back then that when Mu Yichen stepped into the Tribulation Stage, he had asked the other party to take over the shackles of the world, and the latter readily accepted it, so Mu Yichen must have met Bai Shu.

Although he didn't know where the world leaves on his body went, but at this time Shen Zhihan was really sure that he had returned to the period when Mu Yichen took over the shackles of the world.

No, not just himself...

Shen Zhihan once again concentrated on feeling the scars caused by the world shackles in his body, and finally confirmed that the whole world has returned to that period.

Otherwise, his body should have been riddled with holes due to the collapse of the later generations, so how could there be signs of healing?

So the most urgent task now is to find a way to contact Bai Shu.

After making up his mind, he said vaguely: "My memory is damaged, and I don't really remember where I came from... It's just that I am very familiar with the leaf in the catechumen's hand. If I can see its owner, I must I can remember."

Mu Yichen was startled when he heard the words, but his smile became more and more gentle: "This way... that's easy, I can take Zhihan to see the owner of this leaf tomorrow—but it's too late today, and Zhihan met again unexpectedly. Fainting, if you don't dislike it, you can rest here for a night."

Shen Zhihan nodded subconsciously, looked around, but found that the whole bamboo house was actually very small, except for the bed he was lying on, there was no place to rest, and he felt embarrassed immediately: "Then, Taoist priest, you ..."

Mu Yichen shook his head slightly: "To know the cold, you can call a certain dao name Xuanguang, or call a certain Yichen."

He smiled lightly, but it made people feel reassured for no reason: "A certain Qing has been practicing for hundreds of years, and he no longer needs to sleep, just sit aside and practice."

Shen Zhihan saw that the other party's expression naturally did not seem to be false, and his eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind, so he nodded, and lay down again with his clothes on.

I don't know if it's because of physical fatigue or some other reason, but Shen Zhihan only felt very sleepy, and almost lost consciousness again as soon as he lay down.

In the dream, it was pure white again.

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