The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Hearing Shen Zhihan's request, Bai Shu was stunned for a moment.

He was born as a tree, even if he has seen all kinds of changes in the world, it can't change the fact that he is not a human being, nor can he understand human emotions.

Therefore, the young man could not understand the significance of Shen Zhihan's request.

"Why?" Bai Shu was puzzled, "You are an outsider, so you don't need to care about them? Besides, they will always die in the end, so what can you do now?"

Shen Zhihan rubbed his temples, and said distressedly: "I'm really worried... Please."

"……All right."

Bai Shu sighed, and then supported his shoulder with one hand, but with the other small hand, he grabbed a silver thread from his snow-white long hair, and then threw it into the void in front of the two of them.

Gentle and soft light spread from the hair, and a light curtain immediately unfolded in front of the two of them.The boy grabbed Shen Zhihan's left hand, and then led him to jump towards it.

Shen Zhihan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and bursts of quiet and rich cinnamon fragrance immediately rushed to his face from the tip of his nose.

His toes landed on the bluestone floor, and he looked around subconsciously, and saw a huge osmanthus tree with luxuriant branches, leaves and flowers, and the crown of the tree could be said to block out the sky and sun.

——He recognized that this was the body of Guixian Liuxiang, that ten thousand-year-old osmanthus tree!

Then the location of the two of them at this moment should be in the Jingwei Academy, Guixian's small courtyard, "the moon in ancient times".

Shen Zhihan looked down the tree trunk, and sure enough, he saw a swan-yellow shadow leaning on the mahogany beauty, it was Guixian Liuxiang.

Osmanthus fragrans, as thin as rice grains, fell, and happened to land on the woman's delicate eyebrows and slanted temples.The beauty was disturbed, her apricot eyes slightly opened, and a faint soft light was contained in her eyes, with a trace of laziness and alienation beyond the world.

As if sensing something, she stood up leisurely, raised her lotus root arms lightly, and supported the only golden step on the bun with her onion-like fingers, and then moved lightly with lotus steps, walking out of the shade of the osmanthus tree.

At this moment, a sword light flew down from the sky.

"Yeah, it's Xuanyu."

Liu Xiang let out a soft cry, only glanced at Mu Qingyun and the clouds floating behind him, and said incredulously, "What's wrong?"

Wuwei Headmaster Mu Qingyun has always been kind to others, always with a kind smile on his face.However, at this time, his expression was rare and serious.

The old man bowed respectfully to the woman, and then quickly said: "Senior Guixian, this young apprentice and his friend were seriously injured, and his medical skills are inexperienced, so please help me, senior!"

Shen Zhihan looked at the two above the cloud, but the tip of his nose felt sour.

——It was Jun Wuxin and himself.

Jun Wuxin still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, protecting Shen Zhihan's upper body in his arms, but he had already lost consciousness.

And the person in his arms was pale, and there was a terrifying blood hole the size of a palm on his chest, but the blood had dried up, and he looked like he was dying of life.

"Tut tsk tsk..." The little hand kept holding Shen Zhihan's white tree and sighed, "It's really hurt, does it hurt?"

Hearing the words, Shen Zhihan touched his chest subconsciously, and lowered his eyes: "...now I can't feel it anymore."

Apparently Liu Xiang was also shocked by the injuries of the two, Xiuli frowned immediately: "Send them to the inner room first."

Mu Qingyun nodded immediately, Shen Zhihan and Bai Shu looked at each other, and immediately followed into the inner room of the ancient moon.

In order to separate Jun Wuxin's hand tightly protecting the person in his arms, the two spent a lot of effort.Just as the two of them were placed on the bamboo couch, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Shen Zhihan looked towards the door, and saw two figures coming one after the other.

The little prince in red was flushed from running, but suddenly turned pale when he saw the figure lying on the bamboo couch: "Qingyun!!!"

Fang Qiyu was a little calmer than Xie Changliu, seeing the man who had almost lost his vitality, his eye circles turned red instantly, but he still managed to calm down, and asked Liu Xiang: "Senior, Qing Yun, how can you deal with this situation? Is there a cure for it?"

Liu Xiang had never seen such a seriously injured person, her eyebrows were tightly frowned: "Don't worry, let me think about it."

The room fell into silence for a while.

Shen Zhihan looked at Xie Changliu with a complicated expression as he slowly leaned against the bamboo couch where he was, and then carefully grabbed his injured right hand, ignoring the dried blood on it, and stuck it directly to his face, almost impossible He murmured.

"Qingyun...you promised mother concubine that you will take good care of me...you can't break your promise..."

On Jun Wuxin's side, Mu Qingyun had already started to heal his injuries with spiritual power.

Compared with Shen Zhihan, Jun Wuxin's body was actually more skin trauma, only the sword that broke through the limit caused too much damage to the meridian, but it was not fatal, so under Mu Qingyun's full repair, he already had a wound. Signs of waking up.

Liu Xiang frowned and thought for a while, then turned to Shen Zhihan, eyes slightly closed, and slowly raised her hand.

Golden starlight poured out from her palm, and fell on Shen Zhihan's body like rain. Xie Changliu didn't dare to hold him anymore, and immediately put Shen Zhihan's hand back to his side with extra care.

Shen Zhihan's body began to emit a faint golden light gradually, but the expression on Liu Xiang's face became more serious.

Fang Qiyu saw that his heart was hanging in his throat, and when he saw the other party opened his eyes, he immediately asked: "Senior, how is Qing Yun?"

Hearing this, Liu Xiang sighed: "It's okay to talk about other things, but his heart... If it was just an ordinary sword wound, it wouldn't be a big problem, but he didn't know what kind of attack it was, and his heart was completely shattered. There's no chance of any repairs at all—eh, wait."

She paused suddenly, and then murmured strangely: "The soul is out of the body, why is there still a glimmer of life?"

As if to confirm his own judgment, the output of spiritual power in Liu Xiang's hand suddenly accelerated, and all the main meridians on Shen Zhihan's body began to emit a faint red aura.

At the moment when the red light was activated, Jun Wuxin who had been leaning on Mu Qingyun's shoulder woke up slowly.

A pulling force deep in the blood came from his heart and stretched all the way to his left wrist.

Jun Wuxin raised her left hand subconsciously, took off the glove, and saw a faint red mark emerge from the tip of the middle finger, and then went all the way down, extending straight to the wrist.

At the same time, Liu Xiang finally withdrew his spiritual power, and said softly: "Although this child's soul has been separated from his body, there is still a trace of vitality in his body. For the current plan, if he wants to maintain the circulation of spiritual power in his body and ensure that his vitality will not If it is destroyed, the only way to replace it is with the heart of a healthy cultivator, and then keep the body in a place with abundant spiritual power."

She slowly looked around at everyone in the room, and said: "As for whether he can wake up and when he will wake up, I can only resign myself to fate..."

The moment the woman's voice fell, Fang Qiyu and Xie Changliu immediately said in unison: "I'll change it!"

Liu Xiang was startled, and then he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "What's your relationship with him? Do you know what will happen if a cultivator loses his heart?? Let's not mention anything else, you—"

She pointed to the forehead of the young man in red: "Your current cultivation base is not enough, and the body of the magic fetus has not completely improved, so it is not a good choice."

When Xie Changliu heard the words, his star pupils dimmed immediately.Seeing this, Fang Qiyu was about to step forward, but Liu Xiang stretched out his hand again and stopped him on the spot: "If a cultivator has no intentions, he will need to stay in bed for several years to recuperate, and if he is serious, his cultivation will stagnate forever. Do you really think about it?" gone?"

There was no trace of fear on Fang Qiyu's face, he nodded immediately and said: "I..."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a somewhat hoarse clear voice: "Let me do it."

At the moment when the voice sounded, all eyes were on Jun Wuxin who was struggling to stand up, and Shen Zhihan and Bai Shu who were watching were no exception.

"Hey, hey," Bai Shu tugged at Shen Zhihan's hand, "What's your relationship with this junior? Daoist companion?"

Shen Zhihan's face darkened: "This is my master!!!"

"Don't talk about student Shen Zhihan," Bai Shu put on a look of absolute disbelief, and said contemptuously, "This is 3000 years ago, and your master is just a kid in the out-of-body period, okay???"

Shen Zhihan: "..."

Bai Shu's question was really sharp, but fortunately, before Shen Zhihan could think of a suitable answer, the conversation over there resumed after a short silence.

Liu Xiang and Mu Qingyun obviously didn't expect Jun Wuxin to say such a thing, the old man immediately frowned, and said in a low voice: "Wuxin, do you know what you're talking about?"

Liu Xiang also nodded, and said solemnly: "Xiao Wuxin, you are so seriously injured now, if you want to change your mind, you probably won't be able to bear it..."

"The junior said that for a reason."

Jun Wuxin shook his head with a smile, first he smiled at Mu Qingyun comfortingly, and then stretched out his left hand in front of the woman in yellow: "Senior Guixian, look."

The moment Liu Xiang saw the red line running through the entire palm, Liu Xiang's pupils shrank immediately, then she shook her head and smiled wryly: "...I see."

She didn't explain why, but turned her head to Qi Yu and Xie Changliu and said slowly: "Don't worry, let him come—you go outside first."

Fang Qiyu wanted to refute, but his lips moved, but after receiving Liuxiang's eyes, he lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "...disciple leave."

He patted Xie Changliu's shoulder lightly, and said warmly: "His Royal Highness, let's go."

There seemed to be water in the eyes of the young man in red, but there was no trace of moisture in the corners of his eyes.He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but gave Shen Zhihan a very nostalgic look, and then left with Fang Qiyu.

After the two left, Mu Qingyun, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth: "Wuxin, can you explain the reason now?"

Jun Wuxin coughed a few times, but said with a smile: "Master, do you still remember what I said to you at the summit of Wuwei Peak on the day when the disciple passed out of his body?"

The white-bearded old man was slightly startled, and then seemed to think of something, and said helplessly: "The child who bears the Dao Yuan and has a blood connection with you is him?"

Shen Zhihan, who was on the sidelines, was shocked when he heard the words.

He subconsciously looked at the young man beside him, but saw that there was no surprise on his face, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart: "How can there be a blood connection between me and Master? Do you know about this???"

"Yes, yes..." Bai Shu coughed unnaturally, pouted in the direction of the three of them, "Listen, they will talk, don't ask me, don't ask me..."

Shen Zhihan couldn't get an answer, so he had to look at Jun Wuxin again.

But the latter nodded slowly, but his eyes fell on Shen Zhihan's completely bloodless cheeks, as gentle as a cloud of smoke: "Master said, the word fate is very ethereal, and the world comes from the heart." Just do it - the disciple's decision now is to do it from the heart."

Mu Qingyun let out a long sigh: "Forget it...you decide everything yourself, as long as you don't regret it."

Jun Wuxin twitched the corners of his lips, and then respectfully bowed to the old man as a disciple: "Thank you, Master, for your fulfillment."

"Little Wuxin," Liu Xiang touched his nose when the conversation between the two was over, and said in a low voice, "There is a blood connection between you and this child, have you ever wondered where this connection came from?"

Jun Wuxin heard the words, but smiled wryly: "Senior Guixian, to be honest, I don't know why this junior has a blood relationship with Qingyun."

Liu Xiang rubbed her forehead: "You children..."

She tapped the red line running through Jun Wuxin's left palm, and said helplessly, "The reason why there is a connection between the two of you is because he has your blood in his body! The reason why I keep you and refuse to abandon Yu is also because of Without the existence of essence and blood, the risk of changing hearts is even smaller!"

"You, you," Liu Xiang poked Jun Wuxin's forehead rather helplessly, "I don't even remember when I gave the blood to others?!"

The latter was thrown back by the poke, but he still looked dazed and shook his head without a clue.

Not only Jun Wuxin was dumbfounded, but Shen Zhihan was also dumbfounded.

He thought about it, but he didn't have the memory of Master giving his blood essence to him, so he pulled Bai Shu full of doubts: "You know, right? When did Master give me his blood essence?" ???"

The young man couldn't stand being teased by him, so he had no choice but to confess: "It was the time when the hot spring healed his wounds not long ago! I lied to you that it was a good medicine for wounds, and I was so stupid to believe it! I don't know if it's really stupid or fake..."

Shen Zhihan was touched by him, and finally remembered the vermilion light that surrounded him and his master in the hot spring that night, and the other's pale lips.

"Why didn't I expect..." He murmured incredulously, "Master obviously looks so weak, why didn't I ask a few more questions?!"

Seeing his panic-stricken face, Bai Shu finally realized why Jun Wuxin refused to let him tell him the truth.

This Shen Zhihan is not only slow to respond, but also likes to blame himself for any mistakes.

Jun Wuxin would rather bear such a heavy shackle and transfer her blood to him. Naturally, she hopes that he can live a healthy and happy life instead of being full of guilt and self-blame.

But he really knows the apprentice he brought up so well, if he knows the truth, he will definitely feel guilty and uneasy, and maybe he will have to find a way to return that body of blood!

Seeing the heart-changing technique not far away, Bai Shu secretly thought something was wrong.

Sure enough, before the boy had time to say anything else, Shen Zhihan's hand suddenly tightened and grabbed his little hand.At the same time, the other party's clear voice also entered his eardrum with a slight tremor.

"Bai Shu, I...I don't want them to die..."

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My heart relented! ! !