The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Shen Zhihan was startled, subconsciously looked in the direction of Mo Ning's finger.

A pair of black ice coffins are surrounded by ice crystals, and there is a cool and gloomy light circulating.And a steady stream of spiritual energy is pouring into the ice coffin like flowing water through the medium of those ice crystals.

——This coffin was actually placed at the core of the entire spiritual vein of Wuwei Mountain!

In the forbidden area, Shen Zhihan would not be surprised by anything.

But the little apprentice looked at him with a horrified expression, which made him feel uneasy for no reason.

He stared at the inside and outside of the Xuanbing coffin, where there was a prohibition against prying eyes, and it also blocked the ice coffin from communicating with the outside world, so he could only check the situation with his eyesight.

But until Shen Zhihan was stopped by the surrounding restrictions, apart from the majestic torrent of aura, he could only see a vague dark figure in the ice coffin, and he couldn't even see the outline clearly.

He turned to Maning with a strange expression: "Ah Ning... you said that person looks like me?"

Before Mo Ning calmed down from the surprise, he even talked a lot more: "It's very similar... the outline, the eyebrows——"

He raised his finger to point at the center of his eyebrows, and quickly said: "Even the mark on the center of the eyebrows is exactly the same as that of Master!"

Shen Zhihan's expression became even weirder: "I'm afraid you misread it, why do you only see a vague figure for the teacher?"

What's more, the fire pattern between his eyebrows was only formed a few days ago due to the red lotus karma, but it seems that this coffin has been placed for a long time, how could there be a person exactly like the current Shen Zhihan lying there?

Now Mo Ning's expression became a little subtle: "...how come?"

He turned his eyes to the ice coffin again, as if he wanted to confirm whether he had hallucinations, and after a while he confirmed again: "But the person in that coffin is indeed exactly like you!"

Shen Zhihan was even more puzzled. Could it be that there are restrictions that confuse people's eyes outside the ice coffin?Why is it that one of the two people checking at the same time can see clearly and the other can't see anything?

Is it because Man Ning is affected by hallucinations or is his vision blocked? ?

Mo Ning saw that there was something wrong with his expression, so he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of his sleeve, and asked tentatively, "...Master, did the disciple make a mistake?"

Being dragged by him, Shen Zhihan came back to his senses, saw the little apprentice's pair of extremely pure black jade eyes looking at him pitifully, immediately shook his head, and asked, "Why did you come here?"

The young man's cheeks flushed immediately, and he said unnaturally: "This disciple is not good at fencing, and he is not familiar with the terrain, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Zhihan understood.

It was his negligence, he forgot to teach Mo Ning the map of Wuwei sect.Just now he must have lost his spiritual power when he was looking for the way, so he had to land in the forbidden area.

He sighed helplessly, then rubbed the top of Mo Ning's hair, and comforted him: "It's okay, just remember not to set foot in the forbidden area next time."

The young man nodded his head heavily: "Yes! Disciple remembers it!"

Shen Zhihan smiled, then took his little hand, and said softly: "But we still have to go to the scripture building. Let's go, we will go together."

With Shen Zhihan, the master and apprentice landed in front of the gate of Yulou in the blink of an eye.

When Shen Zhihan saw that the door was ajar, he immediately made up his mind, pulled the little apprentice to push the door and entered directly.

Sure enough, the building was empty.

Shen Zhihan walked to the case without any surprise, and saw that almost every piece of paper used to copy scriptures for Han Nian was filled with ghost symbols, except for a single scripture.

this girl...

He twitched his brows, but he still wanted to destroy the corpses of these ghostly painted talismans before the master came back. Who knows, he took away the few sheets of paper on the surface, and a pair of realistic ink paintings suddenly jumped into view.

"Snapped!"

The extremely strong visual impact made Shen Zhihan subconsciously slap the paper back in his hand.

The loud sound of slapping the table startled Mo Ning who was waiting on the side: "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Shen Zhihan twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in a warm voice, "Ah Ning, good boy, go to the door and wait for Master, okay?"

Mo Ning was a little confused, but still nodded obediently, and stood by the door.

Only then did Shen Zhihan turn around and remove the waste paper on it again.

I saw two men intertwined on the paper, one with spring in his eyebrows, rippling in his eyes, his underwear hanging loosely on his arms, no different from wearing nothing at all; Pressed on the ground, the slightly curly long hair was scattered and intertwined with the man below.

His hands trembled a little, but despair welled up in his heart again.

Aren't the two people in this painting just himself and Lu Zhilan? !

A mouthful of old blood welled up in his throat, Shen Zhihan forced himself to look away from the entangled two people, and saw four flying and phoenix characters leaping on the paper.

"Wu, Wei, Shuang, Yan" can be seen in Han Nian's handwriting! ! !

Shen Zhihan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the waste paper on the table with his palm, and the majestic sword energy burst out instantly, cutting the entire table and all the objects on it to pieces.

Mo Ning, who had been watching him secretly from the corner of his eye, moved two steps towards the door to avoid being affected, but became curious in his heart.

What exactly made the always good-tempered Master so angry?

"Good! Very good!"

Shen Zhihan smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the twenty scriptures protected by his spiritual power at the moment the table case was chopped into pieces flew into the air, and each flew back to its respective position on the Bafang bookshelf.

Mo Ning moved his lips and was about to speak when he heard the sound of flapping wings coming from outside the door, followed by a calm young voice: "Brother, there are people coming from the mountain."

Shen Zhihan raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "Who?"

The young man paused, hesitated and said, "A demon... named you."

The corner of Shen Zhihan's lips curled up, and the sword energy around him finally calmed down, returning to its usual blandness and warmth.

He walked slowly to the door, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a young man in white clothes waiting respectfully outside, with high white hair and black ends, and a strand of red hair on his forehead was particularly conspicuous.

"It came just fine."

He smiled and pulled Mo Ning up again, and said softly: "Let's go, let me go and have a look as a teacher."

Since the other party is willing to wait at the foot of the mountain, the person who came must not be Xie Changliu.According to his character, he would definitely go straight to the mountain.

Since it's not Xie Changliu...he wants to see who is so courageous, who not only came to Wuweizong alone, but also dared to hit his gun!

At the foot of Wuwei Mountain, a man in a gray robe was standing silently with a calm expression.

Sensing movement from above his head, he looked up, and saw two men in black clothes descending from the sky, one big and one small.

The two fell in front of him, Shen Zhihan pulled Mo Ning behind him, then smiled at the visitor: "Your Excellency, what's your business?"

The man in gray looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and he was not at all moved by the look of the visitor.

Hearing this, he just bowed to the former, and said calmly: "I have seen Lord Qingyun, my master Jiye Mozun sent me to pass on the message."

Shen Zhihan frowned invisibly: "Extreme Night Demon Lord?"

Of the three Demon Lords in the Demon Realm, only this Extreme Ye Demon Lord is a woman. There are few rumors about her in the cultivation world, and she is so low-key that people almost forget her existence.Therefore, even Shen Zhihan was stunned when he heard the name, before he remembered who the other party was.

The man in gray straightened up: "Exactly."

Shen Zhihan frowned, a little puzzled: "Then what message did your Mozun send you to pass?"

He remembered that he had never met this demon, how could she send someone here suddenly?

A crack finally appeared on the calm face of the man in gray, and his helplessness was beyond words.

"My Demon Venerable said, please come to the Extreme Night Palace as soon as possible, and take away Fairy Qingxuan..."

Shen Zhihan: "..."

"Okay," the smile on his face instantly brightened, "I'll tidy up and go right away, please also tell your lord."

"Trouble her, be sure to take good care of her before I arrive!"