The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Outside the world is clear, the lush osmanthus trees have lost their flowers due to the shock just now.Suddenly, a pair of plain white boots embroidered with golden thread and cloud pattern suddenly stepped on the golden ground, arousing a lingering fragrance.

Qingluan is psychic, and there is anxiety in her cry, Shen Zhihan's sleeves are lifted by the breeze when it flies by, but a pair of clear and clear peach blossom eyes are staring straight at Tianxiaqing covered by a light blue halo.

"This is... an enchantment?"

Shen Zhihan frowned, and murmured in a low voice: "What the hell is Qi Yu doing, that he needs to set up such a tight barrier in his own territory?"

There was silence in the sea of ​​consciousness, he waited patiently, and then he heard Bai Shu's immature voice: "I can only record that he entered the Fallen God Heavenly Abyss using the Transformation Formation, and saw Mu Yichen The magic sealing formation left behind, the rest is not unusual..."

Shen Zhihan sighed: "Then what is he doing now, do you know?"

Bai Shu was silent: "No... I don't know..."

Shen Zhihan: "..."

"Listen to my explanation!!"

Seeing that the face of the other party turned dark, the boy hurriedly said: "For some reason, his formation blocks all detection, and I can't detect it!"

"You are World Tree, is there anything in this world that you can't detect?" Shen Zhihan frowned, "Or, this formation is actually related to me?"

Bai Shu paused, and was about to speak, when Qing Luan suddenly let out a long cry in the air, flapped his wings and swooped down, crashing headlong into the light cyan light barrier!

Shen Zhihan's pupils shrank, even though he is now in the middle of the fusion, he still feels a little oppressive when facing Fang Qiyu's enchantment, let alone the spirit beast Qingluan?

Subconsciously, he wanted to wave his spiritual flow to stop the blue bird, but he saw that Fang Qiyu's enchantment shattered into pieces at the moment of the blue bird's long song, and the light fragments fell all over the ground, and then merged into the pale yellow petals. Nowhere to be seen.

Shen Zhihan's lips parted slightly, and his gaze moved to Tianxiaqing's beaded jade curtain, and he saw a few slender fingers protruding from it, as if carved from white jade.

Fang Qiyu was still wearing the same blue satin gown, Shen Zhihan looked at him, but for no reason felt that the other party's face was much paler than before, and even the thin lips had lost their blood color, turning into a few withered and faded petals, which was shocking.

"Abandoned Yu!" Shen Zhihan hurried forward to meet him, and said in shock, "What happened just now? Why is your face so pale?"

Fang Qiyu was stunned when he heard the words, a peaceful smile appeared on his pale face, and he said casually: "It's nothing, just studying some formations, Qing Yun doesn't have to worry..."

Fang Qiyu's voice was a little hoarse, and it didn't sound like the pearly voice of the past at all, but the seriousness on Shen Zhihan's face did not weaken at all, but his brows became tighter and tighter because of how far-fetched the other party listened to.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the green luan bird that landed beside the two of them suddenly let out a long cry, and then shook its wings vigorously——

The gust of wind suddenly blew up, the two of them were caught off guard, and subconsciously raised their hands to block it, but Bai Shu's exclamation sounded the moment Shen Zhihan raised his arms.

"Shen Zhihan, look at Fang Qiyu's wrist!!!"

Hearing this, the latter hurriedly raised his eyes from the messy hair, but froze in place the moment he caught sight of Fang Qiyu.

Under the strong wind, the sleeves of the two robes fluttered, and Fang Qiyu's wide blue satin sleeves were forced to slip off, revealing a small section of his wrist - this is not the point, the point is that the section of the wrist that was not covered by the sleeve was full of The vertical and horizontal scars are surprisingly similar to the scars on Jun Wuxin's body that Shen Zhihan caught a glimpse of during that ridiculous night!

Shen Zhihan thought of the shackles of heaven almost immediately, and Bai Shu did the same, but he denied it in a split second: "Impossible, the shackles of heaven are all on Jun Wuxin, there is absolutely no way it can go wrong... Except for me, there will never be anything wrong in this world." Any power can move the shackles, even formations!"

"My friend, I'm sorry, Ah Qing didn't know why today..."

When the gust of wind subsided, Fang Qiyu put down his arm and was about to apologize, but finally realized it later, and quickly brushed off his sleeve, covering the vertical and horizontal scars on his arm again: "Qingyun, I..."

The water wave in Shen Zhihan's eyes finally condensed anger, and interrupted him almost instantly: "What kind of formation is it that will make you covered in bruises?"

He sighed, tried his best to calm himself and said: "Qi Yu, what did you find under Tianyuan?"

But Fang Qiyu, who was always ready to answer questions on weekdays, was silent at this moment.

Shen Zhihan pursed his lips, and then called Bai Shu in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Have you found it?"

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!" Bai Shu hurriedly responded, "I would also like to thank that little Qingluan. The injury on Fang Qiyu's body is a side effect of excessive use of the Sky Peeping Formation, not caused by the shackles of the world!"

Shen Zhihan only felt that his heart sank: "Peeping into the sky? What is it?"

Bai Shu paused for a moment, and said again: "The Heaven Peeping Formation is a formation that allows people to glimpse the laws of the heavenly way. Users can see anything they want through the Sky Peeping Formation by overdrawing their essence, blood and life."

"So what you mean by overuse is..."

"That's right," Bai Shu affirmed, "A person's blood and life are limited. Even a cultivator's life will never end. Fang Qiyu's current situation is that both Qi and blood are deficient, and the overdraft is too much. As a result - this is a slow suicide!"

"Abandon feathers!"

When Shen Zhihan heard the words, he didn't care about etiquette, and immediately reached out and grabbed the other's wrist: "Excuse me for taking the liberty of Shen, why on earth are you using the Skypeeping Formation like this?"

Fang Qiyu was surprised for a moment that Shen Zhihan knew about Peeping the Sky Formation, but he calmed down again in a blink of an eye. On the face of the picture, the smile faded like a receding tide.

He raised the other hand flatly, then gently but firmly pushed Shen Zhihan's hand away, and then took three steps back politely, creating an intimacy distance between the two of them.

"Daoist Shen," Fang Qiyu said calmly, "Knowing too much may not be a good thing, so don't ask any more questions."

Shen Zhihan was a little surprised.

He has almost never seen Fang Qiyu like this, he is still gentle and polite, but it makes people feel alienated and indifferent for no reason, and he can't even think of reaching out to grab him again.

He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but he was still worried, and said worriedly: "My friend, you can talk to Mr. Shen about something, and we can bear it together..."

"Master Shen!"

The former's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, but his tone became more resolute and alienated: "Fang Mou no longer regards you as a friend! I am tired today, the Taoist priest should go back to rest earlier!"

Fang Qiyu's attitude was completely different from that of a few hours ago. Shen Zhihan was caught off guard and couldn't figure out the source of the other's change. Naturally, he didn't notice his trembling hands and reddened eye circles.

Seeing that he persisted, Shen Zhihan felt too embarrassed to stay any longer, so he had to plead guilty and leave.

Seeing the figure in white gradually disappearing among the flowers and leaves, Fang Qiyu's straight back bent suddenly.

The blood in his throat could no longer be suppressed, and finally overflowed from his slightly parted lips like faded petals, blooming one after another on the blue satin on his chest.

Seeing her master falling straight backwards, Qingluan immediately bowed her head and stretched her neck, put her head against the master's back, and cried out anxiously at the same time.

Shen Zhihan, who had only walked out of Tianxiaqing for a few steps, turned his head when he heard the sound, the anxiety in the bird's song was too obvious, his heart tightened, he immediately turned his steps back, and saw the figure in Tsing Yi leaning on the blue bird's forehead.

"Abandon feathers!"

As soon as Shen Zhihan moved his footsteps, a figure immediately appeared beside a person and a bird.

He carefully took Fang Qiyu, who had lost consciousness, and his eyes hurt from the blood stains on the skirt of the other party.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this child is really desperate."

Bai Shu said quietly: "Pick off his collar and see if there are any scars on his body that can see the backlash of the sky?"

The former hesitated for a moment, and according to what Bai Shu said, he stretched out his hand and gently opened Fang Qiyu's skirt.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Shen Zhihan saw Fang Qiyu's body.

If there were no scars, this body would be as exquisite and perfect as a natural white jade carving, without any blemishes.

——No wonder Fang Qiyu was wearing a turtleneck today.

Shen Zhihan looked at the scars all over the neck and shoulders, and said with complicated emotions: "The scars are all over the shoulders and necks."

"That's right," Bai Shu sighed, "If you look down again, there should be all such wounds on his abdomen—when the backlash wounds from the peeping sky spread to the heart, it will be Fang Qiyu's death. day."

Shen Zhihan pulled up Fang Qiyu's skirt, and then stared at the other party's picturesque brows in a daze. After a long while, as if he finally found his own language, he said slowly: "...how to save him?"

"It's very simple, as long as he stops using the sky peeping array, he can save his life."

Bai Shu said: "Life can be extended through practice. As for the lack of essence and blood...you can only slowly raise it back with geniuses and earthly treasures."

He paused again: "Although it is not good to spy on other people's privacy...Student Shen Zhihan, I still suggest that you help Fang Qiyu enter the house, and take a look at what he has been researching recently. If it is something that damages you like peeping into the sky , I advise you to dissuade him as soon as possible - you can't keep Xie Changliu anymore, if you can't keep Fang Qiyu anymore, I think you should stop clamoring to save the world, let Mu Yichen recover sooner."

"..."

Shen Zhihan didn't reply, he just turned around and picked up Fang Qiyu, who was in a deep coma, and entered Tianxiaqing without hesitation.

In his memory, Fang Qiyu has always been a meticulous person. He follows certain rules in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and never makes any mistakes.

But today's world is clear, the bright red charms all over the sandalwood floor alone give Shen Zhihan a feeling of nowhere to stay, let alone the shelves full of scrolls and books.

Shen Zhihan placed Fang Qiyu on a soft mahogany couch, first fed him the best wound medicine on his body, and then immediately turned his gaze to the bookshelf full of things - in this world, only secret methods and ancient books can It will not be included in the jade slips, so if you want to find out what Fang Qiyu is doing, probably you can only start from this.

He tried his best to avoid the runes on the ground, and cautiously approached the bookshelf, but he caught a glimpse of the manuscript on the desk next to him from the corner of his vision.

The graph on the paper looks like a formation, and Shen Zhihan feels familiar, but he can't remember where he saw it before.The formation is drawn with gold powder, but many marks and modifications have been made with cinnabar pens on some parts.

It can be seen that Fang Qiyu also has a lot of uncertainties in his heart, so the changes are sketched out, which seems a bit messy.

Shen Zhihan held up the manuscript and looked at it carefully for a while, but when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of an ink manuscript on the table.

Most of the ink words on the paper were difficult and obscure incantations, and there were only a few words he could understand, but only "replacement" and "sacrifice".

The more Shen Zhihan looked at it, the more wrong it became. He raised his eyes and looked again, and finally found some clues in the intertwined gold and red—isn't this formation exactly the magic sealing formation of Mu Yichen at the bottom of Tianyuan? !

He looked in disbelief at Fang Qiyu who was still in a coma on the mahogany couch. The latter looked peaceful, but his brows were slightly frowned, which seemed to imply the master's thoughts.

"Fang Qiyu...what the hell is he going to do???"

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