Forcibly leaving the body, even for the Avatar Monk, is an out-and-out act of death.

"Master, let's be cautious next time. Shen Yu finally became serious and looked at her reproachfully.

"Ah, do you want to have a next time? Mei Yan was embarrassed, she was so directly accused, and she was also a little weak-hearted.

"It's too dangerous for you to do this, it's not worth it for me. Shen Yu grimaced and picked up the book that had fallen aside, "Is this a magic weapon?"

"Sort of! But a magic weapon of this level is just a toy, so I didn't deliberately put it away. It was my negligence. Mei Yan absentmindedly took the book, the waterdrop symbol on the spine still flickering steadily.

"It was captured in the Demon Yuan War, and it has been left in the treasury, and occasionally let the disciples go in to practice their minds. The entry condition is to be above the knot, otherwise the strength of the divine soul is not enough, and it is easy to be injured during the experience. ”

"The damage you receive in the illusion is fake, but your state of mind is real. The longer you delay, the more negativity accumulates!"

Mei Yan poked at his little brain, "Fortunately, you have a soul bone protector, otherwise it would be difficult for me to find you! What is not worth it? If you stay in it for a moment, there will be more danger." ”

Shen Yu raised his hand and stroked the wooden bead around his neck, "This is the soul bone?" ”

"This is my brother's soul bone: a wooden relic. Mei Yan replied lightly, touching his head with his hand, "There are only three left in this world." I gave one to my brother, and he gave it to you, which shows that he really loves you. So, don't really think too much......"

Soul bones are the remains of the monk's posthumous natal spiritual weapon, which usually has some special effects left, and can also be used as a material for refining weapons.

Not every monk can produce soul bones after death, and the name "Wood Relic" made Shen Yu have a vague guess about the identity of Brother Mei Yan.

Holding the bead around her neck, Shen Yu didn't bother to answer her words about trying to brush Shen Xuan's father's character again, but asked, "Can it still be used in the future?"

"It should be possible, it didn't take much energy this time. Mei Yan replied, "This is a Buddhist thing, which can save life at a critical moment." ”

Her gaze wandered around the wooden bead, obviously reluctant.

Shen Yu pinched the red rope around his neck: "Since it's a soul bone, I still don't want to waste it." There are many magic weapons for body protection, and the aura of the soul bone will disappear when it is used up, which is a pity. ”

"No, you can wear it!" Mei Yan stopped him from breaking the rope, "It's not really life-threatening, the soul bone won't activate, I'm not very good at protecting people, you have this, you can also be just in case." ”

Shen Yu tilted his head to look at her, "Truth?"

"My brother is a Buddhist cultivator, and his belief is to sacrifice oneself to save others. Mei Yan's fingers touched the wooden bead, "Because I am afraid of disappearing, it makes no sense to treasure the soul bones." ”

“...... Dao Heart. "Shen Yu understands a little. Everyone has their own path to pursue, and Buddhist cultivators are also monks, as long as they do not violate their original intentions, even if they disappear into heaven and earth, they are also seeking benevolence.

"Clever. Mei Yan patted her head, "It's just a spirit tracking, it's really not as serious as you think." Your senior sister is guarding the formation outside, don't underestimate our defensive formation here!"

"Expressed skepticism. Shen Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes. The formation is not presided over by anyone, and the power will be greatly weakened, and he doesn't think that puppets can replace the role of people.

"Tsk, you have to believe your senior sister. Mei Yan reluctantly emphasized that this kid is really, he doesn't have a sense of security at all, and he makes a fuss every day!

The magic weapon that had been placed on the bookshelf had been glowing steadily red, and suddenly it flickered rapidly.

"The second alarm, in the southwest direction, the intruder is about to break through!"

Mei Yan didn't expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

Biwei said "alarm for the second time", indicating that there was already the first warning just now, which should have been before the two of them woke up.

It takes time to break the formation, and they have been chatting for a while since they came out, and now, the formation should already be very dangerous!

A flying sword under Mei Yan's feet instantly appeared, and her person flew out of the window in a fluttering manner, turning into a streamer. She swept across the lake in front of her door, bringing a gust of wind that collided with a blood-red streak flying from the southwest!

Shen Yu also rode out of the clouds, and arrived at the scene after a while, and saw Mei Yan holding a dark red flying sword with one hand. The tip of the flying sword slammed into the palm of her hand, and she couldn't move any further, but she struggled and trembled unconvincedly.

It was not a person who broke into the mountain protection circle, but a sword. The sword qi on Mei Yan's body surged, and he confronted it for a while, and then completely suppressed its resistance.

The blood-colored aura that wrapped around the sword body faded, revealing a very ordinary cold iron sword, the weapon itself was not powerful, but it made Mei Yan so dignified, and the person behind it must be very powerful.

Challenging Mei Yan in the realm of sword cultivation? Shen Yu was curious.

There are many reasons for the decline of sword cultivation, but a big reason is that the relationship between people and flying swords is gradually out of balance. The soul of the Dharma cultivator is generally strong, and his cultivation is higher than a big rank, and he can even forcibly take other people's flying swords!

It is normal for cultivation to be suppressed, but a sword of sword cultivation usually pours all the effort of the master, and it is taken away overnight, and hundreds of years of hard cultivation are in vain. It's a thankless path, and gradually, no one goes to it.

But this sword seemed to be of poor grade, so it was abandoned by the master, and after breaking through the formation, it was forcibly suppressed by Mei Yan, and the aura on its body almost disappeared.

Mei Yan held the hilt of the sword and frowned: "The flying sword is passed on." ”

Psychic messages are to transmit information, and flying swords can transport items. It is faster and easier to handle than the transport of the Spirit Bird, but the disadvantage is that it requires Edgeworth's skills and there is also a distance limit.

This person won't be too far from here, but he specially chose the time when the mountain protection array was opened to deliver things?

There was a small package tied to the hilt of the sword, and Shen Yu watched as the plum banquet opened layer by layer, and inside was a light and fluttering moon-white silk cloth, with very fresh rust-red marks on it.

A few blood words that have just been written down and have not completely dried up: "Ulcheng, tomorrow." ”

Mei Yan looked at it in silence for a while, "What does this mean?"

"You ask me?" Shen Yu raised his eyebrows, the handwriting was very wild, and he could imagine that the opposite side was a heroic man with an arrogant temperament, "Obviously, someone asked you to meet." ”

He sneered in his heart: Now that the sword cultivation in the cultivation world has withered to this point, there can still be people in the same way to make friends, and the master's friends are really all strange and strange!

"But what does this thing mean? Mei Yan was a little disgusted, shaking the silk cloth in her hand - if you look closely, this is actually a woman's underwear.

Mei Yan was taken aback: "A woman's thing? Is this a seduce me?

Shen Yu was speechless at her unaware triple question: "Master, judging from the other party's attitude of sending this thing to you, he seems to think that you should understand it. ”

"How is that possible?!" Mei Yan was surprised, like a fried cat. What did she understand? What did she understand? And she didn't want to be mistaken for what she had to do with a lady!

Shen Yu rolled his eyes. "Master, the weaving and dyeing of this cloth is obviously the clothing distributed by our Lingshan Sect. I have reason to suspect that this is the clothes of some Lingshan disciple. ”

He tried his best to remain calm, but the words "a certain Lingshan disciple" were still squeezed out from between his teeth.

Mei Yan was shocked: "You can see this?"

Shen Yu stretched out his hand to her, took it and sniffed it casually, and then nodded confirmingly: "The smell of soaphorn." Master, this is your thing. ”

The things put in the Qiankun bag will not be broken for many years, and they will always remain the same as they were just put in. Nowadays, the smell on the clothes has not dissipated...... Where did Master know the pervert?

Shen Yu threw the small coat back to her, and crossed his waist with dignity.

"Don't you explain? Which Sword Immortal who admires you treasures your clothes? Tomorrow? ”

This sudden ridicule made Mei Yan's face gradually redden.

"You say this is my thing, but, I haven't lost my clothes!"

"It's just ordinary clothes, not magic weapons. Throw one or two pieces, will you find out?"

Shen Yu sneered, he was very aware of Mei Yan's big problem - after all, he had accidentally and mistakenly received the clothes that his master had dried, and no one had even noticed it now!

That time, he absentmindedly collected his clothes, and accidentally took away one of his master's items, only to find out later when he was tidying up. After all, the child is thin-skinned and embarrassed to return it, so he has an extra collection in his bag that he will never dare to take out.

- It's just careless, it's not an underwear collector or something.

However, this also added a cold knowledge to him: the outer robes of the Lingshan faction are uniformly made, while the rest is solved by themselves, and the cloth distributed by male and female disciples is the same.

Therefore, although he can recognize the origin of the underwear at a glance, he is definitely not a little pervert in his infancy. At least there is still a distance of 108,000 miles from the person who sent the blood book underwear to this flying sword!

Mei Yan was still dying, she didn't know that her apprentice was already very professional in a field that he shouldn't be a professional at.

"Even if the clothes are the same, it could be the clothes of other female disciples! It must be our Lingshan female disciples in distress, and someone threatens me with this...... It must be!"

Shen Yu sighed, his master really didn't cry when he saw the coffin.

"Master, any female disciple after the foundation has been built, will use a little shallow cleansing technique. In the entire cultivation realm, there are probably not many monks who do their own laundry. ”

He crossed his arms and looked indifferently at the flush of her cheeks, his voice cool.

"It's a lot of hard scrubbing, coupled with the corrosion of the soap, that will make the fabric old. Don't be hard-mouthed, Master, it's not just yours, it's worn. ”

Shen Yu hugged his arms, his face was full of black gas, and he felt that his peach blossom eyes had turned into dead fish eyes. It's so angry.

"The old friends have come to the door, don't you tell the truth?"

Mei Yan blushed and fiercely defended her remaining dignity as a teacher: "It's just someone I know!

"Know?" If it weren't for the fact that this woman's Yuan Yin was still there, she would have thought it was a token of love.

Shen Yu knew that he had no position to accuse her, but he still couldn't control himself. He is now a dumpling filled with vinegar, sour inside and out, soaked through.

Mei Yan was reminded of this, but she quickly adjusted her state and thought calmly and seriously: "If it is a pervert who steals clothes, I have a suspicion, I don't know if it is that person." ”

Shen Yu snorted coldly.

Her eyebrows were solemn, "Now the sect that is good at the imperial sword, in addition to my Lingshan Sword Sect, there is only one rudder of the Mishan Xuan clan, the Blood Sword Hall. ”

"Blood Sword Hall?" Shen Yu narrowed his eyes, "So, what do the people from Blood Sword Hall want to express when they steal your clothes and write blood characters on them for you?"

"......" Mei Yan finally smelled the vinegar after realizing it, and frowned: "What are you sour?"