In the dormitory, a six-foot-wide agarwood bed hangs a shark silk tent next to it, and there are bursts of suppressed coughing sounds in the bed.

The chief disciple knelt beside the bed with the medicine bowl in his hand, tears could not stop flowing, "Please drink this bowl of medicine...... Although the medicine is bitter, it can cure diseases, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about it for the master, right? How sad it would be if she came back one day and couldn't find you! ”

Hearing this, the coughing sound on the couch intensified a little, "Bullshit! The little white-eyed wolf...... cough cough cough, if you don't scold me, it's my short life...... Ahem, I have accumulated virtue in this life! ”

“……”

Wen Yang stood behind the crowd and raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and touched his nose.

Are you the kind of person who is ungrateful?

When he looked at the bed again, Shi Zu had already sat up.

His body is tall, and his body exudes a faint fairy aura, which makes people can't help but feel awe.

It doesn't look sick at all.

"Don't worry, I'm not dying that easily." Shi Zu snorted angrily.

As he spoke, he took the medicine bowl.

The chief disciple moved his fingers, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw that his master had already brought the bowl to his mouth, he didn't say anything.

Two seconds later, a cry of pain in anger and depravity, "Hot, hot, hot!" You're trying to kill me! ”

"It's just boiled, it's ......strange if it's not hot," the chief disciple muttered quietly.

Shi Zu grabbed his ears, "Evil obstacles, dare to talk back, be careful that I confiscate your tongue!" ”

"It's this every time...... Nothing new, ouch! ”

After this trouble, the dull atmosphere in the dormitory relaxed a little, and in the face of the concerned faces of the fairy children, the master sighed and comforted everyone, "For the teacher's illness is fine, you can study with peace of mind, don't put your mind on the things on the side, if you have nothing to do, go out, don't disturb the old man and me sleep!" ”

Listening to the voice of the master ancestor, the heart of the chief disciple relaxed.

They talked around the bed for a while before telling the fairies to disperse.

The dormitory fell silent again.

Wen Yang stood by the window, looking at the peaks of the mountains in the distance, and felt something for a while.

Counting the time, a thousand years have passed since the soul was split.

It's been the same here for thousands of years, and nothing has changed.

"Stinky girl, everyone is gone, still standing there stupidly, waiting for me to come over and invite you?"

At this time, the voice of the ancestor sounded behind him, and when he listened carefully, he seemed to be much older and weaker.

Wen Yang looked back, his gaze fell on Shizu, and his pupils shook suddenly.

Judging from the physiognomy, the master is clearly a sign of imminent feathering!

She couldn't help but take a step forward, grabbed the other party's vein, frowned, and said, "How can this be?" ”

The breath seemed to be nothing, and the dantian aura collapsed and collided, unable to condense......

It's almost time......

Shi Zu looked at Wen Yang's familiar eyebrows carefully, and after a long time, he patted the top of her hair lovingly, "It seems that Yuan Shi Tianzun is right, you do have a different physique from ordinary people, and you can reverse the situation and be reborn in Nirvana." It's a pity that the teacher can't see the day you return to the god throne with his own eyes......"

Wen Yang sniffed a few times, "What are you doing with these useless words, tell me clearly first, what happened to your body." ”

Shizu and Yuan Shi Tianzun are both ancient gods, and their lifespans are the same as those of the sky, so they should not have such a number of lives.

Shi Zu waved his hand, "No need to worry. Actually, I called you here for another reason. ”

"What could be more important than your body?"

"Shuoyuan, he betrayed the master."

Shuo Yuan is the seventeenth disciple of the ancestor, and he was born to be in charge of the position of the god.

"Four or five hours ago, there was a theft case in the division, someone saw Shuoyuan appear in Tianji Pavilion, injured the same door, and stole hundreds of Daomen mental methods, including life change charms, yin and yang spell seals and other forbidden techniques, just for the teacher to calculate, in the world you live in, Shuoyuan's breath appeared, I suspect, he is running for you."

Wen Yang's gaze looked at Shizu again, "Running for me?" ”

She didn't have a deep impression of Shuoyuan, and when she was in Qingyuan Peak, she had only seen it a few times in the distance.

"The specifics haven't been deduced yet," these are all things he saw from Tianji Pavilion, "That's why I thought of calling you back and discussing countermeasures." ”

Wen Yang pondered for a moment and said, "How long has Shuo Yuan been running away?" ”

Shi Zu lightly covered his cough with his sleeve, and took a breath before saying, "Four or five hours, what's wrong?" ”

Four or five hours ago?

One day in the heavens and one year in the mortal realm, according to this algorithm, the moment when Shuo Yuan stole the secret technique was when she was poisoned by fire and went down the mountain to find Feng Lingche.

Could it be a coincidence? ……

In her previous life, Wen Yang's true body was a Manzhu Sawa on the Huangquan Road, and the fire technique just overcame her.

Regardless of whether there is someone else behind her or Shuo Yuan, the ultimate goal should be to kill her, but it is too contradictory to leave a hand and let himself calculate that Feng Lingche, who is cold and poisonous in his body, can save her life.

"By the way, how is Yuan Shi Tianzun now?" Wen Yang asked suddenly.

The master knew that she had been reincarnated in another world, and he still had the ability to summon her spiritual sense back to Qingyuan Peak, so he must have known about the fire poison in her body, but he didn't mention it, presumably because he didn't find the source.

There are answers in the questions.

Since it was the thunder tribulation of the stinky fart Immortal Venerable above the Nine Heavens, then she could just go to him.

Shi Zu was stunned for a few seconds, sighed when the words came to his mouth, stroked his beard and said, "That one went down to the mortal world. ”

"Descend?!" Wen Yang was a little surprised, it was hard to imagine what it was like for that cold-faced iceberg who didn't like to say much to go to the mortal realm.

"Do you know where you went?"

The master ancestor looked at her meaningfully for a while before he said, "Before going down to earth, the Yuan Shi Tianzun sealed all of his spiritual power, including his own breath, even the Heavenly Machine Pavilion could not detect it. ”

"That's right." Although Wen Yang was a little regretful, he didn't continue to ask.

After saying these words, Shi Zu's face was already a little tired, and in order not to disturb his rest, Wen Yang left the dormitory.

Although she is only in the state of her soul, the enchantment outside the fairy gate was set by herself back then, Wen Yang is not worried that there will be an invasion of outsiders that will be unfavorable to her, she can go in and out of various places unscrupulously.

The first thing to come to is the Tianji Pavilion.

Knowing the future through the past and the present, criticizing the five elements of yin and yang, the six worlds of heaven, and all kinds of things in the world can be detected by Tianji Pavilion.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Wen Yang saw the Heavenly Dao Mirror shining with a blue light.

At the beginning, the Heavenly Dao Mirror was as usual, but when Wen Yang approached, it was like a lake with ripples on it, and the water waves rippled layer by layer, and the picture was a little clear-

She saw Feng Lingche inside.

The broken hair on his forehead covered his eyebrow bones, and his pupils became more and more dark, and his slender and pale fingertips were pinching a piece of paper at this time, and the pain under his eyes was clearly visible.

Wen Yang only glanced at the content of the paper, and his heart was suddenly pricked.