Heavenly practice

In the Battle of Jinyang City, Long Xiang exposed the fire of Nirvana in full view, which undoubtedly confirmed the rumors that he was pregnant with Huang Lingyu. Ning Feiyue was only worried about those who witnessed it in Jinyang City, but Shen Zhuo and Xue Jun looked for them. Thinking much farther.

Compared with those people in Jinyang City, they were more concerned about the group of soul cultivators who angered Long Xiang when they searched for Feng Yufei.

Xue Junmi's worry comes from the unknown, but Shen Zhuo's worry comes from the known, but he knows that the next group of soul cultivators will appear soon.

Even so, the reason why Shen Zhuo sat on Xuanniao's back in a daze for an hour early in the morning was not this, but - he dreamed of Changming last night.

Maybe it was because the conversation with Sutianxing last night had too deep an impact, Shen Zhuo had a rare sleep, but in his dream was the cold man with black clothes and silver hair, the other party didn't speak, just looked at him like that However, Shen Zhuo remembered that he kissed him, just like when he was drunk that night...

"Brother Shen? Brother Shen?"

Ning Feiyue yelled a few words but got no response, so she asked Xue Junmi somewhat puzzled, "Brother Shen, is he feeling unwell?"

Xue Junmi frowned when he heard the words, he thought of Shen Zhuo's strange fever.

Ning Feiyue stepped forward to poke Shen Zhuo's forehead, and flinched from the hot hand, "Senior, it's not good! Brother Shen is probably burnt stupid!"

Xuanyu lay not far away, lazily replied, "Oh? Then throw him down."

Ning Feiyue curled her lips and looked at Xue Junmi.

When Xue Junmi passed by, Shen Zhuo also realized that something was wrong with him. He lifted up the clothes on his body, and found that the formation pattern of ten directions binding demons on his chest had almost faded.

"This is—" Ning Feiyue's expression changed.

Her master not only understands medicine but also studies formations, so she naturally also learned them. This kind of formation is clearly a very domineering and dangerous sealing formation. .

Xue Junmi didn't answer her, and went straight to check the temperature of Shen Zhuo's body, his face became serious.

"Brother Shen, Brother Shen?"

Seeing that Xue Junmi didn't say a word, Ning Feiyue suspected that something was hidden from him, so she had to grab Shen Zhuo to ask something, Shen Zhuo frowned, and looked up at her a little slowly.

"...Flying Moon?"

"Brother Shen, what on your body..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looked at him in horror, "You, your head... head hair..."

"Hair...what's wrong with the hair?"

Shen Zhuo stroked his hair slowly, but in the end he touched a handful of hair, covering his whole body directly.

"..."

Shen Zhuo looked back at the long hair scattered behind him, and fell silent.

Ning Feiyue looked at him dully, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally asked, "Where did you get the word sealing formation..."

"It's a bit hot, seal it to cool down."

"..."

Ning Feiyue felt that it was nothing after he said such an important thing, so her eyes fell on his hair again.

"Then your hair... ah!"

She widened her eyes suddenly, stepped back, and stammered, "Your head is hairy!"

"Long again?"

Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand to touch it, but didn't touch it.

"..."

He silently touched his head, yes, it was tight again.

Xue Junmi also looked at him in amazement, showing how weird the scene was.

Shen Zhuo guessed that his power was out of control again, so he looked at Xuanyu, "Isn't there ten days? It's only six days."

"How would I know, it should have been ten days, you are still fine, maybe you will blow yourself up in ten days." Xuanyu looked back at him innocently.

"..."

Shen Zhuo touched his body, looked down at the silver-patterned black robe in his arms, and wondered what he thought of.

Ning Feiyue screamed again from the side.

"It's grown and grown! It's up to the waist! Did you see it?!"

"..."

So Shen Zhuo went all the way like a leek clump on his head, his hair grew one stubble after another, and finally he got tired of looking at it, and when he was tossing and turning, Xue Junmi suddenly said.

"arrive."

Shen Zhuo looked up.

Seeing a stretch of mountains not far from the foot, one of the peaks is shaped like a lotus platform, surrounded by peaks, the top of the highest peak in the middle is flattened like a sword, and there are jagged pavilions in the middle of the clouds and mist. Flying monks.

However, what attracted Shen Zhuo's gaze was the things in that mountain range.

The thing that was as long as a white snake lay quietly in the entire mountain range, and the glistening white light continued to scatter in the air, and the most radiant place was the peak of the lotus seat in the middle, which is the main peak of Qinyang Mountain, where the Zhentianmen Mountain Gate is located. place.

He thought that the white snake should be the legendary spirit vein, and he couldn't blame Qinyang Mountain for being so ethereal, and even the air carried a subtle spiritual energy.

With such a considerable spiritual vein, it's no wonder that it makes people red-eyed, and Shen Zhuo's eyes deepened.

"That is the Zhentian Gate."

Xue Junmi walked up to him and said something, then drew a few strokes in the air with his right hand, and that spiritual power turned into a spirit butterfly and flew towards Zhentianmen.

Considering that the sudden appearance of a rare ancient species like Xuanniao would definitely cause panic, several people chose to fly with Yujian.

In order to hide her clumsiness, Xuan Yu had no choice but to turn into an ordinary woman, and followed Ning Feiyue, while Shen Zhuo followed Xue Junmi.

When the long sword was called out and the two stepped on the flying sword Lingfeng, Shen Zhuo had a real feeling that he was finally going to see the sect of cultivating immortals he wrote.

The wind was rustling, and the robes were blowing. As soon as they approached the mountain gate, someone came forward to ask.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Xue is back!"

The person who came was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome appearance, and his round eyes seemed to be too immature out of thin air. When he saw Xue Junmi, he shouted out in surprise.

"Junior brother Lin Yin." Xue Junmi put away the flying sword, and took a step forward with Shen Zhuo.

"Hey, who is this?"

Lin Yin glanced at Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo held back his discomfort and hugged him.

Lin Yin stared at his face for a moment and suddenly blushed, then quickly cupped his fists.

"Shen Zhuo is here, and this time I came to Zhentianmen with Senior Brother Xue to learn from a teacher."

The reason why Xue Junmi didn't introduce him in advance was because he didn't know what Shen Zhuo meant, and he felt very awkward hearing him call himself Senior Brother Xue.

"Shen... Mr. Shen."

Lin Yin was being polite, when another red silk fell in front of him, he immediately greeted him with great joy, "Master Feiyue..."

Before the word "sister" could be uttered, a strange lazy and charming voice sounded.

"This is the Zhentian Gate?"

Lin Yin looked up, Ning Feiyue took away the red silk, and a woman in a long skirt with blue characters stood there, her hair cascading down like a waterfall, her waist was plain, her teeth were like braided shells, and her phoenix eyes were lazy and slightly slanted. , like a proud empress, the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, bewitching people's hearts.

He was in a daze when the woman's eyes suddenly fell on him, and a smile appeared in those eyes.

"Put the eyeballs away."

"..."

Lin Yin was frightened by the coldness in those words and took a step back.

Xue Junmi seemed to stand in front of him unintentionally, "This is Miss Zhao Yu, is..."

"My maid." Shen Zhuo suddenly answered.

"..."

"..."

A certain witch-sama looked at him with a sweet smile, "Oh, maid?"

Shen Zhuo didn't change his face, "Yes, maid, the kind who signed the contract of sale."

"..."

Xuanyu sneered, I'll take your contract of prostitution.

However, considering that she still has to enter Zhentianmen, I didn't say anything more, and she couldn't be asked to be a teacher.

"Then this is..."

Lin Yin looked at Long Xiang who was lying on the ground with a puzzled expression.

"This is a disciple that Master has taken in..."

"Longxiang!"

After Xue Junmi finished speaking, Lin Yin's expression changed, "The one with the Phoenix Lingyu?"

Several people stared, and sure enough, the news had already spread.

The situation was urgent, Xue Jun asked Lin Yin to arrange for Shen Zhuo, and he and Ning Feiyue rushed to Shang Yin's place immediately.

Lin Yin looked at the two unbelievably beautiful ones, a man and a woman who were more aura than the other, and said dully, "Then... please follow me."

Xuan Yu gave Shen Zhuo a sideways look, and left first.

Shen Zhuo looked at Long Xiang on the ground and sighed, his body is not that strong now.

"Brother, please help me."

"Easy work, easy work!"

Lin Yin was carrying people on his shoulders, thinking sweetly in his heart, this handsome young man is easy to talk to...