The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

The Wuwei Sect is located among the continuous mountains and monopolizes a complete spiritual vein.

There are four main peaks in the Zongmen, namely Wuwei, Zuowang, Qingjing and Yixin, which are used for the residence of the suzerain and three disciples.

In addition, there are four other peaks, which are specially used for the scripture release building, the sword training platform, the sword pavilion and a forbidden area.

As for why the distribution is so scattered, it is because the sect's population is thin, with only one master, three apprentices and a demon cultivator in the form of a crane.

After Shen Zhihan finished taking care of himself, it was past half-night when he set off from Moyu, and when he landed on the top of Zuowang Peak under the morning dew, the first ray of sunlight happened to fall on the top of Wuwei Peak.

Qingyue's crane sounded like a morning bell, resounding through the entire mountain range.

Squeezing a cleansing mantra casually to drive away the dust all over his body, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the morning sun slowly leaving the horizon.

The pale purple air escaped from the extreme east to the sky and the earth as the full sun rose, and everything was baptized by the clear air of the heavens, and immediately woke up from the silence of the leaking night.

Shen Zhihan's eyes were full of morning light, and they looked a little brighter than usual.

When he was just learning the art, he wanted to lead the purple air from the sky into his body to temper his meridians at this time, but now that his cultivation level has been distracted, the effect of the purple air is negligible, so he no longer introduces the air into his body.

It's just that he has retained a habit - if he catches up with the sunrise, he must read it.

The rising sun slowly rose into the sky, and the light became dazzling. Shen Zhihan withdrew his eyes, summoned a clear cloud, and flew towards Wuwei Peak.

Contrary to the extravagance and publicity of Shenxin Palace, Wuweizong stands on the snow peak. As far as the eye can see, the palaces are all built of white jade, and the only color is the mixed red and white plum trees and green bamboo forest. It looks like a fairyland in Qionggong from a distance , detached from the world of mortals, not stained with a trace of dust.

Shen Zhihan passed through the clouds and mist, and a white plum tree three or four stories high filled the whole field of vision, followed by a black figure leaning on a wooden couch under the tree.

Shuyuexian Zunjun Wuxin is the one with the highest force value among the six incarnations of the male protagonist.

Thousands of years ago, after the cultivation world entered the Dharma-ending Age, the aura was thin, and he was the only one among the thousands of seekers who reached the threshold of the Transcending Tribulation Period, so he was honored as the "Peak of Immortal Dao" by various monks.

And the reason why Shen Zhihan felt a headache was because the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more stable his state of mind would be, and the more difficult it would be for ordinary desires to control his mind.

What's more, he, the master, is a very clear and quiet person, the most cold and clear person.

Different heights, how to treat each other heart-to-heart?

The clear clouds dispersed, and Shen Zhihan landed steadily.

When I got closer to the plum tree, I saw a white jade qin with seven strings lying on the red sandalwood table where there was only an incense burner.

But the man on the couch has long hair untied, and three thousand silver silk brocades are laid out like a brocade, and his whole body seems to be shining.He was dressed casually, with a baggy collar, but the black golden embroidered crane feather cloak that was standard for the sect leader was casually placed on a flower branch that was within reach.

With the power of his divine sense, he couldn't hide the movement of Wuwei Mountain for hundreds of miles.But the other party only opened his mouth when he was within ten steps of him, his voice was like a faint mist.

"came back?"

Shen Zhihan bowed respectfully as a disciple: "Yes."

Hearing this, the man in Xuanyi turned his head slightly and turned around.

He was born extremely gentle and handsome, and he has a demeanor of flowing wind and snow in his actions, and his eyes are even more clear and peaceful, elegant and elegant, just like the lotus left behind in the world.

Rao Shen Zhihan has watched it for 100 years, but he still can't help but praise him again and again.

The wind cuts the soul, and the moonlight makes the bones.

His master is the only person in the world who can match these eight characters.

Jun Wuxin supported his head with one hand, and put the other casually on his side, and said leisurely: "Master, I am currently studying the theory of piano."

After finishing speaking, he lightly raised his index finger, and the strings of the Bai Yuqin on the desk began to vibrate by itself as if someone were playing them.

The gurgling music flows on the top of Wuwei Peak, just like Kunshan jade fragments, hibiscus weeping dew, there is a special mystery in it.

Shen Zhihan suddenly felt a clear current blowing all over his body, and even the discomfort that had been hidden since the fusion of the red lotus karmic fire disappeared.

"I heard from the third son that you suffered a lot in the Demon Realm."

Jun Wuxin changed his posture, making himself more comfortable to lean on, and a pair of smiling eyes finally moved to the eldest disciple.

Chengming's gaze first looked at Shen Zhihan from head to toe, and then paused at the left eye, before he spoke again: "Now it seems that it is fake to suffer, and it is true to take advantage of it."

There was a faint smile in the other party's voice, and Shen Zhihan couldn't help recalling Xie Changliu's deep aggressive kiss in his mind.

He was a little embarrassed, covered his lips and coughed: "Eh... how did the third junior sister know that the disciple went to the Demon Realm?"

Jun Wuxin thought for a moment, and the smile in his eyes became wider: "It seems that when you were being hunted down, you happened to rush out of Shen Xin Palace with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, and then sent a message back."

Shen Zhihan: "..."

It's not good for anyone to see it, but let the third junior sister, the devil king of the world, see it!Can he still have a leisurely life now? !

His composure on his face was finally about to break, and he was pounding the ground in his heart, when he saw Jun Wuxin suddenly shook his head, and said with a broken smile: "Young San, this girl is really a troublemaker."

When Shen Zhihan raised his head, he saw him beckoning lightly and calling out, "Baihe."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cry of cranes from outside the sky, a crane that was as tall as two people circled twice from the air, and then a fierce one plunged down and turned into a handsome young man.

He was dressed in white, and his white hair, which was tied high with a silver hair crown, turned into jet black at a palm's length from the tip of the hair, and a strand of fiery red hair hung down on his forehead, which was incompatible with this body. And exceptionally harmonious.

"Xianzun, Xianjun."

The young man shouted loudly, then saluted the two of them respectfully, then looked at Jun Wuxin with a questioning look on his face.

The person being stared at smiled like a light cloud covering the moon, and said softly: "Close the barrier, wait for the third child to solve the tail by himself before letting her in."

The boy immediately nodded obediently when he heard the words: "Yes."

Shen Zhihan: "..."

There are three disciples of the "Qing" generation in Wuwei Mountain this year, all of whom are in the distraction realm.

The first disciple Shen Zhihan was named Qingyun, the second disciple Lu Zhilan was named Qingzhao, and the third disciple Han Nian was named Qingxuan.

This Fairy Qingxuan, Han Nian, is the only female cultivator in the entire sect, but she has the most flamboyant personality in the second grade, and is born to attract all kinds of troublesome spirits.

In Shen Zhihan's memory, this third junior sister was an extremely pure fire spirit root, but because of her constitution, she was carrying fire poison.

She was just ten years old when she was led up the mountain. When she first moved into Yixin Peak, she burned down the old plum tree in front of the hall that was almost ready to give birth to spiritual consciousness.After Master spent two years curing her, he started causing trouble everywhere——

First, when Shen Zhihan was meditating, he burned a section of his hair, and when he was punished to clean the Sutra Pavilion, he burned a dozen scriptures that Lu Zhilan had just transcribed. Jun Wuxin had no choice but to lock her up in Yixinfeng .Baihe has a pure personality, afraid of her loneliness, he turned into his original body to accompany her, but was almost bald by this little devil king, and never dared to take a step on Yixin Peak since then.

The sect stipulated that every student who formed a pill had to go down the mountain to experience it. The three finally hoped that she would be thrown out of Wuwei Sect by Jun Wuxin, and Han Nian would start doing things in the whole cultivation world.

From immortals to demons, from ghosts to demons, there is no one who has defeated the Buddha and dare not mess with it. If you burn this one's cave today and that one's stall tomorrow, if Shen Zhihan is asked to write a book called "The Works of Three Junior Sisters" The book "The Way of the Demon" may not be finished in three days and three nights.

Fortunately, Jun Wuxin's master is not just a show, and he has his own reasons for teaching his disciples.

And this reason is that whenever the three disciples cause trouble outside and want to escape back to the sect, he will close the barrier, and if it is not a situation of death, he must let go of it.

At first, Han Nian angrily slashed at the barrier a few times, but when he found out that he really couldn't get in, he had no choice but to smash it by himself.

Unexpectedly, after so long at the critical moment of life and death, not only did she practice her verbal skills to perfection, but she even failed to fall behind the two senior brothers in terms of strength, so she didn't know if it was a mistake or not.

Shen Zhihan felt helpless, and shook his head secretly, but his left eye was touched by a warm fingertip.

Jun Wuxin's handsome face magnified in front of him, and when he saw him come back to his senses, he smiled and said, "Although the red lotus karma fire is a divine fire, it also has fire poison. It is not a good thing to stay in the body for a long time. Let the teacher purify it and return it to the body." Give it to you."

Shen Zhihan stared blankly at the other party's deep eyes, and subconsciously nodded.

The appearance attack is really unbearable...

Seeing that he agreed, the former smiled even more.A gentle spiritual power poured in from the part where the skin of the two touched, protecting Shen Zhihan's left eye.

Jun Wuxin said softly: "It will hurt a little, bear with it a little."

Immediately without waiting for his response, he directly raised his other hand and lightly hooked it in the void. Shen Zhihan suddenly felt a pinprick in his left eye, and a tiny red lotus floated out of it.

If he didn't know the destructive power of this small cluster is extremely astonishing, he would have been deceived by this beautiful and harmless appearance.

Shen Zhihan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jun Wuxin flipped his hands over, directly took the flames into his hands, and said with a smile, "Go, go to Qingjing Peak to see Alan."

"……Yes."