On the top floor of the ship, there are two spiritual mustard pavilions with strong spiritual power, and the carved beams and paintings are elegantly arranged.

After stepping into the spirit mustard, his feet, which were slightly vague because he was in the air, finally stood firm.

The Three Realms Spirit Mustard is monopolized by the Fang Market of "Don't Spend Every Year", it is hard to find a priceless market, and the storage ring is also very valuable, it seems that the First School Palace is indeed wealthy.

Su Hansheng looked at it with curiosity on his face.

Chongjue stood under the corridor, the lotus-patterned robe flying, like an immortal, he was silent for a long time before he raised his hand slightly, and flew a swaying bell in front of Su Hansheng again.

…… Let's play.

Cold: "......"

Su Han looked at him faintly.

Chongjue struck a strong wind on the jade bell, but the swaying bell only shook left and right a few times without making the slightest sound.

"Don't worry, the jade bell has no bell tongue and won't ring again."

Su Hansheng: "? ”

Is the problem this?!

Su Hansheng suspected that this person was deliberately evading accountability, and was about to stare at it with courage, but his gaze hurriedly swept over Chongjue's white neck, and he was stunned.

The world-honored Sumeru Mountain, who has passed away from the world and has cultivated the heart of the Buddha, is dressed in Zen, and under the cover of the snow-white robe, the red marks on the neck are faintly exposed?

Su Hansheng laughed in his heart.

Ha! It's not the middle of the night, which fox is being sucked by......

Before he could finish thinking about it, a misty memory exploded in his mind, and a familiar voice loomed.

"Don't be afraid."

"Can you see with your eyes?"

"Huh?"

…… It seems to be the memory of the night after being awakened to the "snatching ghost", and the picture in my mind gradually clears up, frozen on the two figures that are close to each other.

The smile on Su Hansheng's face was also frozen.

Remembered.

It was he who took a bite of Chongjue.

The blood of the phoenix bone was like a fire, leaving a red mark like a burn on the side of Chongjue's snow-white neck, which would be difficult to eliminate for a while and a half, and the placket of his clothes could be half blocked.

It was so ambiguous red marks, but no one dared to think of him on those filthy □□.

Cold: "......"

The sound of the cold was instantly muted, and his eyes hurriedly moved away as if he was burned, held the jade bell in his palm, and said dryly: "Thank you, uncle, I will go down to find Senior Brother Zhuang, so I won't bother you." ”

After that, he hurriedly saluted, found the wooden steps on the top floor and ran away.

Chongjue stood on the corridor, staring at the back of the young man who almost ran away, and looked down slightly sideways.

The terraced buildings are stacked, and the top floor has an excellent view, with a panoramic view of the countless pavilions below.

The half-grown boy who had not yet reached the crown held an umbrella, rushed to the side of a rockery below like a wolf, patted his face like a thief, muttered something in a low voice, and looked at the lips as if "I don't know".

Chongjue lowered his eyes and watched quietly.

Su Han muttered a few words, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering sneeze, and almost fell backwards.

He exhaled a mouthful of white mist with a chill, even if he wore through the inner and outer three layers, it was still unbearable.

Although the cold sound can withstand the heat, it can't withstand the cold at all, and the cold is so cold.

Vaguely sensing a gaze that seemed to fall on him, he looked up suspiciously.

I swept my eyes over, but I saw a piece of snow floating faintly in the corridor on the top floor, I don't know if it was fog or the corners of clothes.

At this time, Zhuang Lingxiu's voice came from the side: "Su Shaojun." ”

Shu Hansheng gathered his cloak, tried to stabilize his dignified bearing, and turned away.

Zhuang Lingxiu held a few cold spirit stones with a small wooden support, and smiled at him gently: "The sun is still shining, why don't you go to Lingji to rest?" ”

Su Hansheng was full of tooth marks on Su Bai's neck, and he didn't want to go back to the top floor for a while, he shook his head: "It's okay, I'm going back to the far door, and it's the first time I've seen such a magnificent building boat, and I want to look around." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu was stunned.

He has been picking up new students from the school palace for three or four years, and has seen countless young people with extraordinary spirituality, and often the more powerful the sect, the more arrogant and disrespectful they are.

Even if most students see the huge building ship for the first time, they will pretend to be "nothing more than this" awkwardly and jerky, not wanting to be ridiculed for not seeing the world and losing the face of the sect.

The cold voice was said generously, which seemed to be different from the rumored unruly and unruly and reckless behavior.

Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes were more gentle: "This building ship was built by the students of the Xuegong Moti Zhai for four years, and I heard that when those senior brothers came out, several respected teachers gave them the first grade. ”

The way of learning in each school palace is completely different, and Su Hansheng was curious: "First class? ”

"Well, once a year, if you score more than eight points for four consecutive years, you will be the first class when you leave the school." Zhuang Lingxiu said with a smile, "This building ship is rare in the world, and the senior brothers have successfully left the school without even taking the assessment. ”

Su Hansheng asked, "What if it's the second class?" ”

Zhuang Lingxiu said gently: "The first school palace is only first-class, and if you can't get it, you have to rebuild it for a year. ”

Cold: "......"

It's kind of scary.

As the two were talking, a few heads poked out of the pavilion on the side and shouted, "Zhuang Dog! Bubei sent the group of rabbit cubs in the Hansan School Palace back to their hometown! Explain the evening celebration banquet, ask if you want to go?! ”

Zhuang Dog: "......"

Su Hansheng: "? ”

What's that, Zhuang Dog?

Is this the original nickname of Wendao Academy?

The corners of Zhuang Lingxiu's lips twitched slightly, barely maintaining a gentle and elegant expression, ignoring those people, and said softly: "Shaojun, Bubei specially advised, let me send you a few cold spirit stones to dispel the heat." ”

Su Hansheng was already shivering with cold, and subconsciously stepped back, and only after a reaction did he realize that "not north" is the expression of Xu Nan's title.

As soon as he heard the advice of his senior brother, even if he was as cold as his grandson, he obediently grabbed the cold spirit stone and stuffed it into the blanket.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhuang."

Zhuang Lingxiu smiled as gently as jade.

But before the smile lasted for a while, the pavilion heard someone shouting again.

"No, the north robbed the entire Immortal Monarch Yuze of the Hansan Academy! It seems that Qi Jianyi's dog thing is so angry that he vomits blood, hahaha I announced that if you don't go north, you will be my father for a day! ”

"Yo, is that Su Shaojun?! I'll see, I'll see! ”

Only then did everyone recognize the cold sound of holding an umbrella, and the attics on each floor instantly became noisy, and a bunch of people craned their necks to watch.

Zhuang Lingxiu endured and endured, suddenly became angry, held the long sword in his hand and swept away a circle of spiritual power, and said angrily: "Get out!" Didn't you see me talking to Shaojun?! ”

Su Hansheng: "??? ”

The cold sound was shaken.

The unsheathed sword blew out a sword wind, "bang bang bang" violently closed all the windows of the attic, everyone instantly turned on their backs, the building boat screamed and wailed, and eighty percent was hit in the face by the window door.

Su Han shuddered, staring at Zhuang Lingxiu of "Yurun Bingqing", his eyes were confused.

Zhuang Lingxiu's wide sleeves flew up like an immortal, and he simply received the sword to his waist, and when he turned around, he smiled gently.

"Don't be weird, Shaojun, let's have a joke."

Cold: "......"

As soon as the words fell, the word "Wen" on Zhuang Lingxiu's forehead moved suddenly, and the "dish" below was like a mouth with teeth, and a cold sound was made when they were closed.

"Zhuang Lingxiu, tepid, half a point will be deducted."

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

Damn.

The cold voice was stunned.

Zhuang Lingxiu's face was warm: "Shaojun wants to go around other places, I'll go with you." ”

The cold voice was faintly staring at Zhuang Lingxiu, and he was still shouting on his forehead: "It's not warm!" Tepid! On the word "warm", there was a dry cough.

"No, no need, my uncle is still waiting for me to listen to the scriptures."

Zhuang Lingxiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that "uncle" meant the World Venerable of Mount Meru, a touch of envy flashed in his eyes, and he smiled softly: "Then don't bother the young monarch." ”

I shuddered and turned my head and left-I don't know if it was because of the frost on the snow of the cold spirit stone, or because of the "fun" of the Wendao Academy.

However, as soon as he walked up the wooden steps, Su Hansheng stopped his steps, turned around and said, "Senior Brother Zhuang." ”

Zhuang Lingxiu turned around: "What else does the young monarch command?" ”

Su Han said in a cold voice: "Is there a possibility that there will be demons hiding on the ship?" ”

Zhuang Lingxiu smiled: "Shaojun, rest assured, there is a formation engraved on the bottom of the boat, and the people who ride it all have a confirmed natal seal and a spiritual root, and there will definitely be no strangers mixed into it." ”

Su Hansheng fell silent.

In his previous life, he only knew that the building ship fell and Zhuang Ling's cultivation fell, but he didn't know any details.

Since the process of going upstairs to the ship is so cumbersome, the demon cultivators who attacked were killed by breaking through the enchantment halfway.

Zhuang Lingxiu keenly sensed that something was wrong: "Shaojun has noticed something?" ”

"I'm uneasy." Su Hansheng said truthfully, "Senior Brother Wangzhuang must be vigilant after nightfall. ”

Zhuang Lingxiu laughed, as if he was comforting a timid child, and said softly: "Okay, don't worry, Shaojun, even if something really happens, as an escort, I will definitely do my best to protect you." ”

Su Hansheng's hand holding the umbrella tightened, knowing that Zhuang Lingxiu's words were indeed from the bottom of his heart—in his previous life, he used his life to confirm these words.

But he didn't know the details of the enemy attack, and even if he said it, Zhuang Lingxiu wouldn't believe himself, so he had to nod and turn around and go up to the top floor.

There are two spirit mustards on the top floor, and I don't know which one Chongjue entered, so I hesitated for a while and chose the left.

He shivered from the cold, thinking about the demon invasion after nightfall.

In this life, Su Chongjue is on the ship, and he will definitely not be like in the previous life, and the most important thing now is how to catch the attacker.

If he kills people on the ship, will Chongjue stop it like he killed Qi Yuanshan?

Su Hansheng frowned, pushed the door and entered.

The moment I first stepped into the spirit mustard, the chill in my body was like encountering a warm spring breeze, and the cold frost in the meridians turned into gurgling spring water flowing all over my body.

Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment and looked up.

Lingmustard is empty, like the Senleng hall, there are people sitting cross-legged behind the screen of a lotus Buddha lamp, the incense burner curls up and rises to fill the surroundings, just like being in the thousand-year-old temple Buddhist temple where the incense is continuous.

Behind the screen, Chongjue was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The sound of pushing the door interrupted Chongjue's thoughts, he opened his eyes and looked sideways, under the light of the lotus candle flame, the pupils of Mo Qing's eyes seemed to turn into a quiet pool, and the candle shadow reflected a layer of fluorescent light on the Buddhist beads in his hand.

"How?"

Su Hansheng subconsciously withdrew from the spirit mustard, and was about to say that he had made a mistake, but the chill that had just disappeared came back again, making him shiver and sneez.

Chongjue frowned slightly.

After the sound of the cold, he realized that Chongjue could not only suppress the phoenix bone fire, but even dispel the chill caused by the phoenix bone dormancy.

Thinking about this, Xiao Shaojun was able to bend and stretch, re-enter the spirit mustard, feel the warmth all over his body, and instantly leave everything behind him.

The sound of the cold voice looked at Chongjue through the half-transparent screen, and spoke respectfully and obediently.

"Uncle, can I listen to you here?"