The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

There is such a person in this world.

When he is lazy and casual, he is an ethereal, elusive cloud; when he is wearing a crown, Yanyan is as independent as a solitary pine, Xiao Xiaosu and solemn, and his temperament suddenly changes, turning into a brilliant and dazzling handle. the sword.

Shen Zhihan has always felt that Jun Wuxin's serious appearance is the one most similar to the protagonist's original body among the six avatars.

It is rare for him to wear a full body of equipment, a black gold body, a long body of jade, three thousand silver threads are tied high by a hair crown inlaid with gold inlaid with black jade, and it complements the dense gold embroidery on the robe. Like the incarnation of the phoenix.

"Master, Master!"

Shen Zhihan jumped up reflexively: "Why are you here?"

He could hardly remember the year and month when he last saw a neatly dressed master, but Shen Zhihan knew that when Jun Wuxin "dressed up" normally, it was a sign that he was about to go down the mountain.

But at this time, the disadvantage of not knowing the plot appeared - he really couldn't think of the reason why the master who was called "dead house" suddenly left.

Jun Wuxin's eyes were gentle, and he smiled and said, "Fallen God Tianyuan is restless, let's go take a look for the teacher."

Shen Zhihan was slightly taken aback.

Fallen God Tianyuan, he had seen it once in the records of Jinglou.

Legend has it that it is an extremely mysterious moat, which appears at an indeterminate time and in an indeterminate location. Once it appears in the world, it will devour all living creatures within a radius of a hundred miles above the ground.And monsters gathered in the moat, even a distracted monk like him would have almost no chance of surviving if he fell into it, so he got the name of "fallen angel".

However, there are exceptions to everything.

The last time Fallen God Abyss was opened was 2000 years ago, at the edge of the Demon Realm.

An unknown young man climbed out of the abyss of heaven. According to legend, he defeated the three demon kings with just one move, and the situation of the three palaces in the demon domain was broken, and he himself became the master of the demon domain.

Since then, the prestige of the Lord of the Demon Realm has been known all over the world, and he has become the object of everyone's fear, even stopping children from crying at night.

——His name is Feng Bumin.

That's right, it is one of the six incarnations of the hero Mu Yichen, and the only incarnation that Shen Zhihan has never met so far.

It is said that every time the Fallen God Tianyuan is opened, it will cause agitation in the world's spiritual energy. Jun Wuxin said that he must have sensed it before going to check.

With Feng Bumin's lessons learned, the entire cultivation world began to be on guard by coincidence, for fear that the next time Tianyuan opened, a second Feng Bumin would escape.

It is not a good thing after all that Taoism eliminates demons and rises.

This is also the reason why Shuyue Xianzunjun Wuxin had to contribute even if he was detached from the world.

"...Master, be careful in everything."

Jun Wuxin lowered his head slightly, and saw that the eldest disciple was still staring straight at him. There were waves in those shining eyes, seductive without knowing it, looking like the Liquan being blown by the breeze, One can't help but want to get drunk at the sight of it.

With a move in his heart, he raised his hand to brush away Shen Zhihan's right sideburn, and gently stroked the covered mole of tears: "...Well, wait for the teacher to come back obediently."

Perhaps it was because of the lethality of his appearance, or because Jun Wuxin's tone of voice was too gentle, causing Shen Zhihan to stare blankly at the direction where he was leaving, until Mo Ning pulled up the right hand hanging by his side I just came back to my senses.

"Master," the young man held his hand tightly, his black jade-like pupils looked in the direction Shen Zhihan was fascinated by, "what are you looking at?"

The former hurriedly shook his head: "No, nothing."

Shen Zhihan suddenly felt that he seemed to overestimate himself.

This is just a book, the people in it are all fake, just "characters", without real life and feelings, just be a designated character for a holographic game guide.

—He thought so at first.

But he would feel anxious because his junior brother was injured, and even went to find the red lotus karma that could heal him; The roots of the ears are slightly hot.

This is the first time he began to doubt the authenticity of this world.

Are these flesh-and-blood people around him really just "roles" that can be described in a few lines in the book?

Glancing at Han Yi who was still in sedation, Shen Zhihan rubbed Mo Ning's soft black hair, and said softly, "Why are you up?"

Mo Ning, who was originally staring straight at his side face, lowered his eyes the moment he turned his gaze away, hiding the brilliance in his pupils: "I have some foundation, I have just successfully cultivated from the second level of Qi Refining to Qi Refining It's five floors."

Shen Zhihan was not stingy with his smile, squatted down and straightened the boy's messy forehead hair, and praised: "It's awesome."

Mo Ning's white and tender cheeks suddenly had two extremely faint red clouds, but the moment the former noticed it, he quickly lowered his head.

Shen Zhihan frowned slightly.

Didn't it mean that Mo Ning was a puppy in the early stage?Why is it not only not sticky, but also a little cold?

I remember my roommate said that the reason why he was living outside was because he ran away from home. Could it be that he has entered the rebellious period?

Or is it that the strategy is not strong enough?

"Uncle..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Han Yi's side was also over. Just as he called Shen Zhihan, he stared at his big eyes in doubt, and said crisply: "Hey, why is your face so red?"

Shen Zhihan and Mo Ning faced each other, the latter's head was so low that he wanted to poke a hole in his chest with his chin, so he couldn't see the boy's expression.

But Han Yi was sitting next to the two of them, and when he raised his eyelids, he had a panoramic view of the situation on the other side.

Man Ning froze from his question.

Shen Zhihan also let out a "huh", and was about to stretch out his hands to hold his disciple's face up for a look, but Mo Ning took two steps back as if avoiding a flood, then turned around and ran out.

The former's hands froze in mid-air.

Han Yi scratched his hair, stared at his inexplicable handsome face for a long time, and then said cautiously: "Master... Did I say something wrong?"

Shen Zhihan withdrew his hands, shook his head and laughed, "How could that be?"

He took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Han Yi, and said in a slow voice: "The jade slip is the first chapter of "Enlightenment Sword", you can read it by infusing your own spiritual energy. Please read it slowly, master uncle Go see your little brother."

Han Yi took the jade slip and obediently responded.

But all monks must build a foundation before they can learn the art of staying in the air, or controlling the sword, or controlling other things.Mo Ning has not yet established his foundation, no matter how he runs, he will not escape Qing Jing Peak.

So Shen Zhihan released his divine sense to check, and found him outside the gate of Qingjing Hall.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, Mo Ning and Han Yi also changed into Wuweizong's school uniform, but the style was much simpler than his. It looked less gorgeous and clean, but more lively and concise.

It was the strong contrast between the Xuanyi and the jade steps that made Shen Zhihan find a figure curled up beside the steps the moment he stepped out of the gate.

He walked over slowly, and sat beside him with his clothes lifted, but his long legs had no place to rest, so he could only stretch forward in a daze.

His skeleton is perfectly proportioned, and his legs are extraordinarily straight. The line of his calf is fully outlined by the under-the-knee boots that fit closely to the silhouette. Mo Ning just glanced at it unconsciously, and his eyes involuntarily stuck to it.

Shen Zhihan didn't realize it at all, but he was caressing the soft blue hair on the back of his neck nonchalantly, but his eyes were emptied into the distance: "Little Aning, do you think Wuweizong is okay?"

Mo Ning was slightly startled, and replied softly: "Okay."

"Better than your own home?"

"……Yes."

Shen Zhihan withdrew his gaze and looked at the other party: "Did your family treat you badly?"

Mo Ning shook his head and said indifferently, "He just doesn't care."

I don't care whether my son is studying hard, playing around with others, learning from others, or what he will look like, and whether he can inherit his position.

Or, he never thought of letting such a son inherit the family business at all.

It is much more difficult to be indifferent than to "beat and scold at every turn" and "dissatisfied with everything".

Shen Zhihan rested his chin with one hand, his heart was obviously still a young boy with soft contours, but he wanted to pretend to be stubborn, pitiful, like an abandoned puppy.

When he thought of this, his body moved consciously first.

The desolate young man was embraced by his arms, and before the expression of surprise surfaced on his face, Shen Zhihan's soft and smiling voice rushed into his ears, successfully rekindling the blush that had finally faded on his face .

He said: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's enough to have a teacher who cares about you..."

——Not clingy enough, I'll spoil you like a puppy!

Shen False Old Father Zhihan thought so.