The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Shen Zhihan looked at the pure white in front of his eyes, but he didn't take steps immediately.

The world tree is extremely tall. He looked at the giant tree in front of him coldly, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart that it came from the same source.

Concentrating on sensing, he found that the heart of the world, which seems to have been integrated with the heart, began to shine with soft and warm light for some reason.

As the light flickered, Shen Zhihan felt something changed in his body.

Looking back, he found that the blue hair hanging in front of him turned into silvery white at some point, and right on his chest, a piece of crystal-clear glazed leaves hung on the hair, which was clearly his own memory. The appearance of leaves in the middle world!

wrong……

Shen Zhihan raised his hands subconsciously, but his pupils suddenly constricted.

The ten fingers of these hands are well-proportioned and slender, and they are well maintained without even a callus. They don't look like the hands of a swordsman at all, but like a pampered nobleman who only knows how to add fragrance and paint.

This is his hand is not bad, but in the palm that he has looked at thousands of times on weekdays, there is a palm print missing.

He remembered that the world called this palm print a lifeline.It is said that more powerful people can see the owner's fate and life span from it.

—but he didn't have the thread.

Could it be that the fusion with the heart of the world caused such a change in him?

Shen Zhihan was a little puzzled, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a young man in white robe standing under a tree not far away.

The white robe and white hair meandered on the intertwined root system under his feet as he walked, except for his different appearance, he was simply a shrunken version of Shen Zhihan.

"White tree?"

Shen Zhihan frowned, looked at the other party, and then at himself: "What's going on?"

The boy paced over, but did not answer him.On the contrary, Shen Zhihan's little hand grabbed the hem of Shen Zhihan's clothes, and tugged in one direction: "You come here first, after seeing these things."

Shen Zhihan didn't know why, but Baishu insisted on pulling him to a small hole left by the root system under the tree.

This seems to be a naturally formed groove. Shen Zhihan took a rough look, but saw pure white branches as thick as his index finger, long and short, neatly stacked in the groove, at least hundreds of them.

Shen Zhihan looked at it, suddenly blessed to his heart: "This is... the world tree branch?"

Except for the World Tree, Shen Zhihan had never seen such a pure white trunk from inside to outside.

Bai Shu was slightly surprised, but it was only for a moment, and the immature brows regained calm again.He nodded, then raised his right hand, and with a flick of his fingertips, the branches flew up one by one, and flew in front of Shen Zhihan in a special order.

The latter was a little dazed, but Bai Shu sighed: "Don't you want to know what's going on? Wrap the power of divine consciousness around these branches one by one, and you'll know."

Shen Zhihan seemed to understand, but still followed what he said, covering the frontmost branch of the world tree with his consciousness.

The fall was almost instantaneous, before Shen Zhihan could make a sound, the sea of ​​consciousness fell into a coma.

When the eyes were clear again, the boy and the branches were gone.

He turned from standing to sitting, and when he looked up, he could see the luxuriant crystal leaves of the World Tree.

This independent small world is extremely quiet, as if no sound can break this deadly silence.

Shen Zhihan stared blankly at the water droplets floating in the air and the curling clear clouds, and wanted to get up, but there was a sharp pain behind him.

He sucked in a breath of cold air, and tried to turn his head to look, only to find that half of the long hair on his back was connected to the tree trunk and merged with it.

Shen Zhihan was terrified, desperately trying to get up, but his legs couldn't use the strength, and he couldn't even move.

He subconsciously flipped through the layered hem of his clothes, only to be surprised that his legs were also integrated with the roots of the tree beneath him.

The extreme bewilderment and fear made him almost hiss. He raised his hands to pull his legs out from the roots of the tree, but found that his hands were much smaller, not like the hands of a grown man at all, but rather like a child!

He subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual power to pinch a water mirror for himself to see what state he was in now, but his body was empty, and it was difficult for him to even move his fingers.

Shen Zhihan was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized a problem.

——He can't control this body, could it be that this is not his own body?

But the strange thing is that he feels the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of this body, as if he has experienced it before.

Just as he was wondering, a sword chant suddenly sounded out of thin air.

As if throwing a stone into a pool, the dead silence in the entire space was immediately stirred up by the sword chant. Shen Zhihan raised his head to follow the sound, but saw that the cloud and mist that had been wrapping this small world in the distance had been split by someone's sword, revealing a A gap for one person to pass through.

Shen Zhihan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he saw a figure walking in with a sword in one hand.

Even after such a long distance, Shen Zhihan could still see that the opponent's body was covered with black Taoist robes embroidered with gold.The black hair of the visitor was tied up high by a high crown of black jade, and the gold ornaments on it were reflected with dazzling brilliance by the Qiongguang that came from nowhere in the space.

He was wearing a white jade mask, but it only covered his eyebrows and eyes, but anyone who looked at the exquisite and perfect line of his jaw would not have the slightest doubt about his appearance.

This person has a gentle demeanor, but there is a sword intent that can't be uttered, just standing there, like a sharp sword, calm but extremely elegant, extraordinary.

Shen Zhihan looked at the pair of gilt eyes in the hollow of the white jade mask, but felt a soreness in his throat.

How could he not be familiar with this dress?

Back then when he was studying art in Wuwei Sect, he would run to the ancestral hall of the Sutra Library every three days - the portrait of Xuanguang Sword Immortal Mu Yichen was almost engraved in his mind.

He opened his mouth, but realized that this was not his body, so he fell silent, intending to wait and see what happened.

But Mu Yichen didn't notice Shen Zhihan immediately.

In his hand is the crystal clear frost. This spiritual sword is shining when its master is still around. Although it looks delicate and fragile, when it is held by Mu Yichen, no one will doubt it. sharp.

Shen Zhihan looked at the other party with complicated emotions, looked around, and then walked towards him cautiously.

He wanted to get up to avoid the opponent, but he couldn't move because part of his body was connected to the World Tree, so he could only shrink silently, trying to narrow the target so that the opponent would not notice him so easily.

But Mu Yichen is a practitioner after all, even if his eyesight is not good, how bad would his spiritual sense be?Therefore, almost at the moment when Shen Zhihan moved, he immediately locked on to the target, and with a movement of his body, he immediately appeared in front of Shen Zhihan.

He looked down from a high position, his eyes were clear but cold.

Shen Zhihan didn't dare to make a sound, but looked up at him.

The two stalemate for a while, Mu Yichen finally sighed, then leaned slightly, and said softly, "Who are you?"

Shen Zhihan flinched again, his lips parted slightly, but he pushed back the other person's question in exactly the same way: "You...are, who?"

The moment the words came out of his mouth, Shen Zhihan wished he could slam his head on the World Tree to death.

The owner of this body seemed to have never spoken, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't articulate clearly. If Shen Zhihan didn't listen carefully, he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Obviously, Mu Yichen is the same.

The line of his lips was slightly pursed, Shen Zhihan looked at it, and could almost imagine how his beautiful and good-looking eyebrows frown almost invisibly.

But the other party shook his head slightly, then lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down on the ground in front of Shen Zhihan.

The two were finally able to look at each other, Shen Zhihan no longer flinched, and finally straightened his back to meet Mu Yichen's gaze.

The other party's eyes were clear and quiet, and Shen Zhihan could almost see his own reflection clearly in them—white hair and white clothes, although he was born immature, he was exactly the same as himself when he was young, even the position of the mole at the corner of his eye was the same.

He was puzzled, but Mu Yichen tilted his head because he was being stared at, then raised his hand, and took off the white jade mask covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Looking at Mu Yichen from such a close distance, Shen Zhihan only felt that thousands of stars and stars seemed to be engulfed in the heavy gold at the bottom of his eyes. He could see the clear eyes at a glance, but it seemed to be a black hole that could attract everything. He couldn't help but want to get closer.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Mu Yichen's eyebrows.

The warm touch of the skin spread from the fingertips to the whole body, like a beam of candlelight, immediately lighting up Shen Zhihan's dusty heart, he could almost feel the slight itching of Mu Yichen's eyelashes.

This miraculous feeling made him feel as if something sprouted in his heart, and then flowers bloomed quickly.

Mu Yichen's face was gentle. When he saw this ignorant but clear-eyed child stretching out his hand, he was startled, but he didn't dodge or avoid it, and let him caress his brows and eyes.

That little hand was completely cold and hard at first, and even the touch of the fingertips was not like ordinary people, but then gradually became warm and soft for some reason, just like a child in the human world.

The canopy above his head seemed to be blown by the wind, and the clear leaves made a pleasant jingle sound. He raised his head slightly, and saw a speck of crystals falling from the sky, impartially, just happened to land on the child's eyebrows, and then blended into it.

At the moment when the leaves disappeared, something seemed to have changed dramatically.

The ignorance in the child's eyes immediately faded away, as if the morning star was lit by the dawn, Shen Zhihan only felt as if he finally opened his eyes that had been tightly closed for thousands of years.

He withdrew his small hand that was lingering on the other side, his lips parted slightly, and the first sentence he uttered was Mu Yichen's name.

"Mu, Yi... Chen."

The restraints on both feet were suddenly released, and Shen Zhihan stood up staggeringly, like an ignorant child learning to walk for the first time.

Mu Yichen supported the young man with sloppy footsteps, and saw the other party hugging his sleeve: "Take... take me away."

He was startled, but his eyes were extremely soft.

"Okay," Mu Yichen nodded with a smile, then stretched out his hand and hugged the boy in his arms, "I'll take you away."

Shen Zhihan buried his face in his hair, only felt that his breath smelled really good, it was clear and light, but it made people feel peaceful.

Just like this, Mu Yichen hugged the snow-clothed and white-haired boy in his arms, step by step, walked out of the shadow under the canopy of the World Tree, out of the wrapping of stratus clouds, and also out of the invisible shackles.

Shen Zhihan raised his eyes when a dazzling light shone in front of him, and the first sight he saw was the sun shining and the flowers blooming.

Everything was full of vitality, and his field of vision was filled with all colors except pure white, which almost dazzled the young man, who didn't know what to look at first.

Seeing that he was full of curiosity about everything around him, Mu Yichen's already clear and clear eyes became more gentle.

He recruited Qingyun, and brought the boy to a snow mountain.

"This is Wuwei Sect," Mu Yichen placed Shen Zhihan under a white plum, then squatted down, and said softly, "This was my home before, and it will be our home from now on, but good?"

Shen Zhihan nodded subconsciously, and he smiled, and said, "What's your name?"

"Name...?" The young man was a little at a loss, but still shook his head to meet the gentle gaze of the other party.

Seeing that he was really at a loss, Mu Yichen finally laughed: "Then what should I call you?"

The young man tilted his head and thought for a while: "You... come and get it, whatever."

Mu Yichen was taken aback, then raised his hand to brush the former's temples very gently.His eyes swept across his smooth forehead and the center of his brows, and then his golden eyes lit up: "When a leaf falls, you know the world is cold... just call it Zhihan, okay?"

The boy frowned and pondered for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "I like it!"

Mu Yichen rubbed his soft white hair: "Now that I have a name, what should I choose as my surname?"

Hearing the words, the young man tilted his head and pointed to himself: "Tree...God."

"Tree???" Mu Yichen laughed, "I'm still a god... Well, let's just have the surname 'Shen', okay?"

He picked up the boy and turned it around: "From today onwards, your name will be 'Shen Zhihan', how about it?"

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