The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

"You don't know it, student Shen Zhihan?"

Before Shen Zhihan finished speaking, Bai Shu almost jumped up: "Do you know what you are talking about?!"

He hated iron and said: "Mu's one-six was just an expedient measure back then, if he didn't do this, he would die! Now he is the only one who knows how to set up the Demon Sealing Formation, if he is not restored, this The world will be destroyed!! Do you know what the concept of world destruction is? You will die yourself too!!!”

"I know!" Shen Zhihan's voice also rose, "But Mu Yichen and I have never met, and the six of them are flesh and blood people in front of my eyes!!!"

"They have their own emotions, their own lives, their own joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys!" He lowered his head, looking helpless and painful, "They are all loving and protecting me in their own way! How can you tell me to be so cruel? To be an executioner?!"

"They won't die! Everyone will die!" Bai Shu was also anxious, "Yes, I don't understand what you humans are pretending to be in your heart, but compared with the survival of the world, how important are six people? Don’t you have any points in your heart?!”

His tone was sharp, but every word was bloody, Shen Zhihan heard the words, but the helpless pain on his face gradually disappeared.

He fixedly watched Liu Xiang take Jun Wuxin's heart out of his chest not far away, and murmured in a low voice: "Perhaps... neither side needs to die?"

His voice was so soft that Bai Shu almost thought he was hallucinating: "What?"

Before Shen Zhihan answered, something happened to the three of them.

A pale white remnant soul fluttered and emerged the moment Jun Wuxin's heart was exposed to the air, but Mu Qingyun's complexion brightened in an instant: "Junior brother?!"

Liu Xiang was obviously also shocked, and raised her eyebrows: "What is this... Wait, you call him junior???"

It was too painful to cut one's heart open, so Liu Xiang and Mu Qingyun had already worked together to make Jun Wuxin fall asleep first, and at this moment the two of them looked at the remnant soul in dismay, but the expression of surprise on their faces was exactly the same.

Looking at the remnant soul floating quietly, Mu Qingyun's lips trembled a little, and even the white beard that reached to his waist trembled non-stop: "This breath... can't be wrong, it's Junior Brother!"

"This is Xuan Guang?" Liu Xiang's complexion also turned pale, "Isn't he supposed to ascend a long time ago? How could there be a trace of remnant soul in Xiao Wuxin's body?"

Mu Qingyun shook his head, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Back then, Junior Brother Yichen returned from the Heavenly Abyss of the Fallen God, and that night attracted a catastrophe on Qingjing Peak. The catastrophe lasted for nine days and almost wiped out the peak. It's a flat ground... When the robbery cloud clears, the younger brother has already disappeared, it is indeed a sign of ascension!"

The two were in doubt, but they saw that Remnant Soul raised his hands and bowed to them very upright, and then turned into a stream of light again, pulling Jun Wuxin's heart in Liuxiang's hand and falling into Shen Zhihan's chest.

The room fell silent for a moment, and Bai Shu sighed: "After Mu Yichen set up the formation, his soul and body have not dispersed because of the heart of the world, and the Huiwu Wuwei Sect has never met Mu Qingyun face-to-face, but just sent a message."

Shen Zhihan was a little puzzled: "That thunder calamity..."

"That's the thunder calamity of the primordial spirit," Bai Shu said quietly, "To escape from the catastrophe and step into the Mahayana fairyland, in addition to suffering the thunder calamity of the physical body, he also has to suffer the nine days and nine nights of the thunder calamity of the primordial spirit. Mu Yi Chen already half-legged into the Mahayana realm at the beginning, when he sacrificed his body to the Demon Sealing Formation, the Yuanshen ushered in the Yuanshen Thunder Tribulation."

"It was with the double help of Lei Jie and the Heart of the World that he was able to barely resist the hidden stake left by the Demon of the Void in his mind and soul, and successfully avoided the direct consequences of his soul being scattered by dividing his mind and soul into six."

The young man sighed again, and then he waved his sleeves, and the scenery in front of their eyes changed instantly.

Wuweizong's blizzard was especially heavy today.

Shen Zhihan watched helplessly as the huge snowflakes hit him and the young Bai Shu like flying knives in the strong wind, but they didn't even touch the corners of their clothes.

A giant tree carved out of ice crystals stood majestically in the wind and snow, without even a slight sway.

"This is... Forbidden Peak?" Shen Zhihan subconsciously looked in front of the giant tree, but saw an empty space, and did not have the ice coffin in his memory.

Just as they were wondering, the sound of footsteps on the snow suddenly sounded behind them.

Shen Zhihan turned around subconsciously, and saw a white-haired figure in black clothes coming towards the wind and snow.

He was well-dressed, and his hair was neatly tied up in the high crown of black jade with silver threads. The untied part was lifted up by the violent wind and snow, and flew wantonly behind him like broken wings.

But in his arms, he was holding a man in only white single clothes.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he leaned on Jun Wuxin's shoulder with a serene expression. His long hair was untied and slid down obediently along his cheeks and neckline. invasion.

In the black and white world of ice and snow, a particularly conspicuous red lotus fire pattern fell between his stretched brows, becoming the only unique color in the cold world.

Jun Wuxin had a gentle complexion, with a smile on his lips, and his demeanor was like that of an immortal in the Moon Palace, but when he got closer, Shen Zhihan and the two saw that his lips were still pale, like bright red petals beaten by frost, withered and beautiful.

Shen Zhihan subconsciously pulled Bai Shu out of the way for him, and saw him walking slowly under the giant ice crystal tree, and then released his spiritual power, and the entire Forbidden Peak buzzed instantly.

Countless ice crystals began to grow out of the ground, and at the same time, a remnant soul emerged from Jun Wuxin's arms and floated in the air. Immediately, the sword energy erupted, cutting the most central ice crystal into three swords and two swords. It looks like an ice coffin.

There was no surprise on Jun Wuxin's face, but he nodded slightly as if he could communicate with the remnant soul a long time ago: "Thank you."

The remnant soul still couldn't speak, just nodded, and then disappeared again, flying back to the chest of the man in white in his arms.

"Bai Shu," Shen Zhihan pulled Bai Shu's hand, "Is there any way... to transfer the world shackles on Master to me?"

Hearing the words, the young man was startled for a moment, and then immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, it's so easy for you to bear the shackles? If it was in the past, it could be considered, but now the Void Demon is attacking both inside and outside, and the world barrier has already been scarred." Tiei, how capable are you to be yourself?"

He paused, and before Shen Zhihan could refute, he continued: "Let's not talk about anything else, after carrying the shackles of the world, every additional crack on the barrier will create a wound on your body, and the pain will accompany you every moment. In your life, can you bear it?"

Shen Zhihan frowned: "Then Master...?"

Bai Shu nodded unsurprisingly: "That's right, Jun Wuxin's body was already full of injuries, if you don't believe me, you should pick him up and have a look."

The former's heart tugged, and he immediately said without hesitation: "Then I will transfer the shackles from him!!!"

"Oh no!" Bai Shu shook his wide sleeve robe, "Even if you are not afraid of pain, your cultivation level is not enough! That kid Jun Wuxin is only one day away from Dujie, and he is still under the shackles You are almost out of breath, you are so distracted, how do you want to pick it up?"

Shen Zhihan's temper also came up: "Then tell me, what is the lowest cultivation level I can take?!"

Bai Shu glanced at him: "Under the tribulation, don't talk about it!

"Crossing the catastrophe will pass the catastrophe!" Shen Zhihan exclaimed, "A pure spiritual body with half the world's luck is afraid that I won't be able to cross the catastrophe?!"

Bai Shu Yile: "Okay! I've lived for so long, and I haven't heard of anyone rushing to seek guilt. Who would have thought that they would meet in groups these past few years! I really don't know what you are thinking! "

Shen Zhihan raised his eyebrows, and wanted to argue again, an old and majestic voice sounded the moment Jun Wuxin put the man in white in his arms into the ice coffin: "Wuxin!!!"

Jun Wuxin heard the words, but he didn't move. Instead, he was still carefully arranging the appearance of the person in the coffin.

Fingers carved like white jade lightly stroked the latter's tear mole exposed to the air due to the slipping of his temples. Jun Wuxin's eyes were gentle, as if he was touching a rare treasure.

The wind and snow stopped in an instant.

It doesn't seem appropriate to say that it was a stop. To be precise, the moment Mu Qingyun's old and hale and hearty figure appeared, the whole world stood still for an instant.

The snow flakes that were blown by the wind were frozen in the mid-air, with different postures. Mu Qingyun came from a distance, surrounded by spirits, and his coercion was undisguised. It could be seen that the old man was very angry.

"Wuxin, you haven't recovered from your injuries, why don't you stay in Gu Shiyue to take a good rest?" Mu Qingyun was so angry that his beard trembled, "And this child's body, what's wrong with putting it with Senior Guixian? Take people away with a sick body???"

"Master."

Jun Wuxin still looked calm, even facing the furious master, there was still a faint smile in his eyes: "Although the ancient moon is good, it is not as good as the side peak of the Wuwei sect who is on the spiritual veins." , Qingyun is here, so he can recover faster. As for the disciple—”

He bowed his head respectfully and said, "I'm fine, I'm going to trouble Master to remember. All the things I did unintentionally, I just obeyed Master's instructions and did it from my heart."

Mu Qingyun was so stunned by his words that she couldn't utter a single word, she reprimanded her tongue several times, but in the end she still couldn't bear to say it, instead she let out a helpless sigh.

"That's all..." He shook his head, "I don't know why you have such a temper, but you are very similar to your uncle. If you insist on this, then put this child here."

The smile in Jun Wuxin's eyes was even wider, he raised his head, respectfully saluted Mu Qingyun as a disciple again, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Master."

Bai Shu glanced at Shen Zhihan whose thin lips were pursed white, and waved his sleeve robe again.

The scenery in front of the two of them changed again, Shen Zhihan only felt his eyes go dark, and low-pitched beast roars came from all directions.

With the light of the two spirit bodies, Shen Zhihan could barely see among the overgrown rocky cliffs, and saw a thin figure walking alone in the darkness.

His steps seem to have a unique rhythm, and his green eyes are stained with cruel and cruel evil spirit, but he is not irrational like other monsters, but struggles and pains.

"Have mercy!"

The moment he saw the face of the person coming, Shen Zhihan subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but was pulled back by Bai Shu's little hand: "What are you doing?!"

Bai Shu ignored the anxiety and guilt in Shen Zhihan's eyes, but stood there calmly: "Didn't you always want to know what happened to his physique? I can tell you."

Shen Zhihan was taken aback, and the young man said again: "You must have discovered that the higher the level of the Void Demon, the higher the IQ - the one who nearly killed Mu Yichen back then was a strand of the soul of the leader of the monster. That leader was suppressed by the Demon Sealing Formation, but before he died, he forced a strand of his own soul into Mu Yichen's soul."

"You mean," Shen Zhihan looked complicatedly at Feng Minzhi whose golden and emerald eyes began to squeeze each other out, "that wisp of soul didn't dissipate under the original soul's thunder calamity, but followed Mu A certain ray of spirit that Yichen divided into six survived together?"

Bai Shu nodded approvingly: "You're pretty smart. That's right, the ray of soul surnamed Mu had difficulty communicating with the outside world when he was born because of the ghost soul, until the child's biological mother was burned alive to save him. that night."

The young man's voice also lowered: "The monster's soul was inspired by the hatred in his heart, woke up from a deep sleep, and could no longer restrain it. For the rest of his life, he will live in a struggle with monsters for control of his body. "

Shen Zhihan's chest ached, as if a boulder had been crushed, it was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

Seeing this, Bai Shu waved his sleeve robe again, and the scenery they were in changed again, and it turned into the inner hall of Zuowang Peak that Shen Zhihan was most familiar with.

A teenager who was only about ten years old lay quietly on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The moonlight fell gently on his sleeping face through the window lattice, making the tear mole at the corner of his right eye a bit of glamorous charm.

Suddenly, a wisp of light smoke floated in from the window, and turned into a faint human figure under the moonlight.

Yuehua seemed to cast a cold light on this remnant soul. The former's body was more soft and radiant, and it gradually grew bigger, and then it turned into a four or five-year-old child under Shen Zhihan's surprised and dull eyes.

The child was born as jade and cute, with deep brows and eyes exclusive to people from other places, but there was no expression on his face, and there seemed to be ice and snow in his dark eyes.

A head of slightly curly black hair was hanging from his round shoulders, like soft and lush seaweed.

He carefully studied the facial features of the sleeping boy, focused and quiet.But when he finally raised his hand to caress the latter's cheek, a chuckle suddenly sounded from the darkness: "Why don't you just stay there?"

The child withdrew his hand the moment Jun Wuxin's figure emerged, his cold eyes turned, and fell on the man in black who was slowly walking out of the shadows: "He, he's back."

Jun Wuxin heard the words, but raised her eyebrows: "...How can you be sure that Hanhan is his?"

The child only glanced at him, then turned his eyes back to the sleeping boy's face again: "Intuition."

He paused, then said again: "I want to transform into a human being."

Jun Wuxin was stunned: "You don't have a physical body yet, and you have been guarding Qing Yun's heart at Forbidden Peak for the past 3000 years. At this time, you are rashly turning into a human being, aren't you afraid that your soul will fly away?"

The former heard the words, but shook his head slightly: "How long can it last?"

Jun Wuxin was silent for a while, and then he lifted the hem of his clothes and sat at the desk not far away: "At most 200 years."

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