Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The Taikoo Seal of Evil was originally called "Primeval Elimination of Evil Formation", created by the immortals in Xianting, it is the only spell in the world that can completely purify evil currents.

Lingwei protects the world, unpredictable.

However, due to the restraint of cause and effect, the cost of activating this formation is huge, even that true immortal must pay with his life.

According to legend, when Chuanxian activated the ancient evil formation, the evil currents in the four fields evaporated like air, and silver flowers bloomed all over the ground.

Since then, the silver pattern on the branches has become a symbol of this kind of magic circle.

What was sealed on Shen Zhexue's body was a simplified small formation of the Extinguishing Evil Formation, combined with Xubu Taiqing's soul-locking technique, it was only used to seal him alone.

Normally, this seal will not cause trouble, and to provoke it, there must be a certain opportunity.

Either the caster intends to strengthen the seal, or Shen Zhexue is delusional in controlling the evil current.

However, it turns out that this splicing technique has a flaw.

Because Peak Master Shen's body has been transformed by evil currents, and the formations interact with each other, when he runs too much spiritual power, he will be recognized by the seal as a potential hidden danger of evil currents, and then he will face backlash.

And this backlash is sometimes not timely, as short as three to five days after the event, and as long as delayed for several months.

That's why Tai Qingzong used the ear bone silver nails and Yan Yuanhan's sword energy as a double guarantee.

Coupled with the seal of spiritual power and spiritual roots, locking Shen Fengzhu Nascent Soul, he can be completely controlled.

Shen Zhexue tried again and again in the past three years, and found out the amount of movement between the backlash and the silver nail. Only then did Shen Zhexue avoid touching the sword energy and attracting the pursuit of various sects, and was able to take advantage of the right time and place to defect from the Zong.

But in the fight with Mr. Jing half a month ago, Emperor Taiqing allowed Shen Zhexue to remove the ear nails in order to test the duel between the two, and also removed [-]% of the spiritual power seal for him.

He didn't feel it at the end, but after thinking about it afterwards, Shen Zhexue reckoned that this backlash would be more vicious.

But after three years of suffering, there was no other solution, so I simply endured it and passed it.

He didn't take it too seriously.

However, this time the backlash came not only fiercely, but also early.

Shen Zhexue was a little drowsy during the day, but he just thought it was because of the constant rotation these days, and he put on his clothes and lay down after returning to the house.

Practicing meditation is of no value to Shen Fengzhu's shell, Shen Zhexue eats when he is hungry, and sleeps when he is sleepy, thinking that he can also sleep today.

But I don't know that after lying down, I can't get up.

At the beginning, he only felt his body fluctuate from hot to cold, his muscles and heart felt like boiling water at one moment, and at another moment it was like being immersed in a freezing cold spring.

When the heat dissipated, every breath was like exhaling ice slag.

Later, it wasn't just the cold, but the tingling pain gradually, like a long needle piercing the bone, piercing the whole body.

When Shen Zhexue was unconscious, there was only one thought in her mind.

- Don't make a sound, you must not be found!

The three-year sequelae made him deeply realize that once people discover this evil appearance, they will inevitably be killed.

He was mistaken countless times for a monk infected with the evil mist, regarded as an evil cultivator, and was even called the evil flow spiritual wisdom.

Tai Qingzong didn't want to hear these rumors. Every time a mission went wrong, he would be punished after returning.

Leng Sanqiu's sword qi is too painful to draw people, the lord of the Taiqing sect belongs to the root of fire, his sword qi is like a scorching long whip, and it makes Shen Zhexue curse.

At that time, he couldn't deal with Leng Sanqiu, nor could he run away from Taiqingzong, so he could only change his strategy, hiding in Tibet every day, and when the backlash happened, he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in place.

Shi Yuan broke through the wooden door and broke in, and what he saw was Shen Zhexue curled up facing the wall.

He pinched a cold protection talisman on his body, stepped onto the bed in two steps, and shouted in multiple voices: "Master, Master?"

He stretched out his hand to explore, but as soon as he reached halfway, his knuckles were covered with a thin layer of ice.

The chill was piercing, and as far as Shi Yuan looked, there was no place that was not frozen, even the bed curtains were formed into hard boards, like a pair of incompletely cast glazed mirrors, reflecting the scene deep in the bed.

Shen Zhexue folded her arms and curled her legs, her whole face was buried in the crook of her arms, and the exposed skin was covered with silver streaks, which was very eerie.

Shi Yuan couldn't wake him up, so he stroked those strange patterns with his fingers, and murmured tremblingly: "Imperial..."

After the battle on the outskirts of Langfeng City, Shi Yuan felt unwilling, and traced back to the source based on his memory afterwards, and found out the origin of the patterns on Shen Zhexue's body.

Due to being in the Taiqing sect, it was inconvenient for Shi Yuan to ask, and since then no similar seal had appeared on Shen Zhexue's body, so he could only speculate for the time being that the trigger of the formation seal had something to do with the evil current.

But I don't want to have a violent attack today.

It stands to reason that the ice root would not harm the body, but Shen Zhexue was not only cold unexpectedly, ice crystals were clearly condensed on his clothes.

Shi Yuan didn't dare to let him stay in this cold cave any longer, he raised the wind art in both hands, and pulled Shen Zhexue into a warm air ball.

He ran back to his bedroom, lit several fire formulas in the room, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose, as if it was summer in the blink of an eye.

Sweat rolled down Shi Yuan's forehead, he carefully led the wind ball into the back room, and slowly placed Shen Zhexue on his bed.

Sensing her body being moved, Shen Zhexue managed to half-open her eyes, but her gaze was still distracted.

The shattered ice on his body melted into water, and there was a chill on his skin, Shi Yuan immediately took off his coat, wiped off the water marks on his neck, and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

At this time, Shen Zhexue seemed to be sure that someone would find out, and she wanted to resist.

Shi Yuan couldn't hold him down, he could only wrap his arms inside and hug him completely.

The heat wave was rolling around, and there was ice in my arms, but it was not as cold as my heart.

He knew that this was where Xubu Taiqing imprisoned his master.

Shen Zhexue had a vague feeling that he was being firmly locked up by someone, and he could not give in easily when he was added with the long blade of the soul chain. He kicked his legs outward, and a spirit condensed in his hands.

If he attacked violently at this moment, Shi Yuan's current physique would definitely not be able to bear it.

But Shi Yuan still held down Shen Zhexue's body that was about to roll, and whispered in his ear: "Master...it's me, it's me!"

The strange thing is that Shen Zhexue seemed to be taken aback when she heard this voice, and the spiritual power condensed in her hand turned into a little bit of aura and disappeared without a trace.

The cold air gradually restrained her body, and she was no longer aggressive. However, before Shi Yuan calmed down, the silver branch patterns on Shen Zhexue's body lit up again and rustled.

Shen Zhexue froze all over, and the pain rose sharply.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth and bit down on his wrist.

The blood meandered down, dripping on the pillow, entangled with his messy snow-colored long hair, red and white mixed, shocking.

Shi Yuan's throat choked up, and he had never been so afraid in many years.

He wanted to break Shen Zhexue's hand, but in a panic, he saw that the white gauze wrapped around the master's elbow was pulled away, revealing the hideous wound inside.

At the beginning, Shen Zhexue's body was covered with lens cuts, and Shi Yuan was not allowed to enter after changing the dressing. Later, the wounds slowly healed, so he removed the bandages and wore a toga and fur all day long.

Shi Yuan thought he was completely injured, but he didn't know that there were still these secrets hidden under his sleeves.

He had seen these harsh gauzes just now, and now the wounds were exposed, which were the scars that would only appear after the spikes were pierced.

There was a "buzz" in Shi Yuan's mind, and he hugged Shen Zhexue even more tightly, preventing him from hurting himself again.

His eyes suddenly became hot, and by the time he realized it, tears had flowed all over his face.

He seldom shed tears in the past, and he often cried when he was living in the world when he was a child. Later, he experienced a lot and suffered a lot, and he also understood that crying is useless.

After that, Mo looked back and he died several times. The cat demon said every year that he cried in his dreams, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

Now it's even more disappointing.

Shen Zhexue was cold and introverted, Shi Yuan's tears fell on his neck, and condensed into ice beads the moment they touched the skin.

Those rolling beads and the sound of gasping in his ears seemed to awaken some of Shen Zhexue's mind, and as soon as he loosened his teeth, Shi Yuan stretched out his arm for him to bite.

Shen Zhexue didn't bite, but pushed the person on him away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't come over, go!"

In the blink of an eye, Shi Yuan actually understood what Shen Zhexue said.

He wiped his face and rushed forward again.

Shi Yuan was afraid of touching Shen Zhexue's trauma, so he put his arms on both sides of Shen Zhexue's shoulders, and his whole body weight sank.

"Master, there is no evil current, there is no evil current!" Shi Yuan didn't know what he was shouting, so he said hastily: "I won't leave, I don't want to leave!"

In a trance, Shen Zhexue felt more and more cold things falling from the neck, from the forehead to the neck, many of them rolled over the collarbone, and more were stored in the depression, full of cold air.

He could no longer feel the pain on his wrist, but he could smell a faint smell of blood.

Suddenly, some hazy pictures emerged.

During the battle with the teacher, he used the heart demon array to Jun Jing, and actually suffered a little backlash, but he didn't care at that time.

Now those memories reappear, I don't know whether it is illusion or not.

It seems that this scene is very familiar to him.

It was also a person who opened his arms, covering him in the shadows.

Blood splashed down and wet the front of his collar.

The barrier propped up by flesh and blood is so vulnerable, but it seems indestructible.

There are cries in the maze, ear-piercing roars, waves of water... The water drops fall, and everything is silent for a moment, Shen Zhexue's eyes are white, and she doesn't know where she is.

After a long time, there was a new voice in his ear.

It was the wind blowing gradually, blowing away the snow on the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Someone was saying: "The result he obtained was 'The Wind Rises the End of the Green Apple', which is a good fit for this game. But if I am really like a mayfly, I will die in the morning and evening, and I hope that after my soul disappears, I will become a gust of wind, and I will die again." Come back here."

Another person laughed and said: "Okay, then you have to hurry up, it's best to come back in winter."

"... back."

"Master, what?" Shi Yuan heard Shen Zhexue muttering to himself, but the voice was too low for him to hear clearly.

The snow outside the house has stopped, and it hasn't even rained anymore, and the house is steaming hot, like a scorching heat.

Shi Yuan's bed was not big, and after the pain gradually subsided, Shen Zhexue felt chilly.

It was the aura belonging to Yan Yuanhan, which clashed with the ice spirit root in his body. Even though the room was warm enough, the cold air still came from his bones and blood, and he especially felt that the heat was not enough.

So he hugged himself even tighter, and slowly retracted his face into the bed.

Shi Yuan didn't dare to let him get bored in like this, so he picked up the quilt wrapped in Shen Zhexue with all his strength, and used his spiritual energy to keep him warm.

After a long time, Shen Zhexue finally stopped trembling, her tense body slowly relaxed, and fell asleep from extreme exhaustion.

The tangles began to fade from his cheeks.

Shi Yuan knew where these lines would recede.

Just now when he took off the wet clothes for Shen Zhexue, he naturally saw the silver flower imprint on the heart of the master.

By now, he couldn't guess the whole story of this situation.

The so-called Elder Shen's title is just an overly ostentatious cover.

After his master came back, he was tortured to seal the evil spirits, and the ancient seal on his body was heavily strengthened. After the backlash occurred, his spiritual root aura lost control and collided with Yan Yuanhan's spiritual power.

Shen Zhexue defeated the emperor Jiangxi, and became famous in the first battle, and everyone in the sect knew it.

It's just a long night, but the puppet elder has to endure the tarsal bone erosion again and again alone.

Shi Yuan remembered the story Shen Zhexue told him at night when his leg was hurting.

In Shen Zhexue's bedtime story, a wandering soul who strayed into this place lodged in the body of a peak master. Since then, he has been burdened with karma, many crimes have been added to his body, and he has lived on the run for many years, almost dying.

So the wandering soul ran away, escaping from the involuntary suffering everywhere, looking for a chance to go home.

Before saying goodbye on the outskirts of Langfeng City, Shen Zhexue once said to Shi Yuan: Don't give up lightly, even if it's for him, you have to try again.

At that time, Shen Zhexue's expression didn't show the slightest regret, so that afterwards, Ning Chao still took this sentence as the motivation for Shiyuan to live hard.

The devil said, there is no selfishness among the people in the world.

This statement is not entirely wrong, but it is not entirely true.

Shen Zhexue seemed to be freed from the seal, but he didn't know that if he was arrested this time, he might not have another chance.

... Selfishness, selfishness.

At least as far as Shen Zhexue is concerned, in addition to being alive, in his secret selfishness, perhaps he hopes that Shi Yuan can live freely for himself.

Maybe after the apprentice gets rid of all the shackles, he can take a look at the beautiful scenery of the cultivation world for him, travel thousands of miles to prove the thousands of books, and then ask if there are any souls like him wandering here. Have you ever found your way home?

Shi Yuan's tongue was bitter, so he could only hold Shen Zhexue tighter.

Shen Zhexue turned his face slightly to follow the warmth, his white hair was soaked in cold sweat, sticking to his snow-white cheeks, like fine cracks of ice after porcelain was burnt.

Shi Yuan's fingertips trembled, and gently brushed away those silver hairs for Shen Zhexue one by one.

"I will definitely take you away."

Shi Yuan said silently: Master, I will definitely help you go home.

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