In a quiet and elegant room, within a plain green gauze bed curtain, lay a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with good facial features and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

But the boy was in a coma, pale and bloodless.

And his brows were furrowed, and there were a little cold beads of sweat on his forehead, and he looked unbearable in pain.

This young man was Shen Yun, and after the epiphany, Shen Yun bled and passed out directly.

Now, Shen Yun's Bullfighting Palace, that is, in the sea of divine consciousness, is undergoing earth-shaking changes!

Heming black magpie Zhu, stars gather in the bullfighting palace.

The bullfighting palace is located in the middle of the forehead of the human brain, facing the center of the eyebrows, but the size of a grain of rice.

This small bullfighting palace contains the spiritual power of all immortal cultivators, also known as the sea of divine consciousness.

And in Shen Yun's sea of divine consciousness, a white air mass formed by Shen Yun's divine soul power was floating in a corner, floating like a mist, difficult to gather into a clump.

And in the middle of the sea of knowledge, there are two ten thousand mountains, majestic and majestic, the glow is magnificent, like the ancient immortal mountain!

The two mountains are engraved with golden seal characters, which are thousands of zhang in size, and they are Taihang, the king's house!

On the surface of the mountain, a faint golden streamer flows erratically.

Like a shooting star, dragging a long golden tail, wandering and scurrying back and forth, there are thousands of them.

On the periphery of the two high mountains, wisps of nine-colored gas floated, like colored ribbons, wrapping the two mountains layer by layer.

The two mountains are between the clouds and smoke, and when viewed from a distance, they are hazy and unreal.

And among the colorful clouds floating around him, there are wisps of obscure gray gas, exuding a reckless primeval atmosphere, which is the aura of chaos!

These two immortal mountains are not entities, but like projections, real and virtual, really magical!

Within the sea of Shen Yun's consciousness, the air mass formed by the condensation of divine consciousness has been curled up in a corner.

Occasionally, one or two gray gases flew out and drilled into Shen Yun's Divine Soul Qi Mass, which was originally a white air mass, but it slowly grew stronger, and its color also changed to a dark gray color, and faintly exuded a Divine Soul Aura unique to ancient monks.

But in the process, Shen Yun's mind also became muddy, as if he was about to be assimilated by this chaotic qi and fell into chaos!

Fortunately, that wisp of chaotic aura was attracted by two inexplicable attractions, trapped by the two immortal mountains, and it was difficult to fly out of a hundred zhang, only occasionally one or two thin hairs of breath flew out.

Otherwise, with the spiritual power of Shen Yunna's spiritual monk, he would have been assimilated long ago.

But blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and because of the addition of these few wisps of chaotic aura, Shen Yun's divine sense skyrocketed, and he even faintly reached the strength of a disciple in the late stage of the Naling Period.

Especially the faint emanation, the unique aura of the ancient monks, strong and domineering, reckless and vigorous, is really amazing!

Shen Yun only felt that a long, long time had passed, and his consciousness was wandering in chaos, blurred.

After Shen Yun's Divine Consciousness Qi Mass finally refined the chaotic qi that had escaped, the two merged into one, and Shen Yun finally regained his senses!

And Shen Yun's divine soul turned into a stout white snake again, with several tiny snake scales growing on its body, and the small purple horns on its forehead became brighter and brighter, like a newborn white dragon!

When a gentle beam of sunlight shone through the window and hit Shen Yun's face, Shen Yun's eyelashes trembled, and after several attempts, he opened his swollen eyes.

Shen Yun sat up, looked around blankly, and found himself in an elegantly furnished room, with mahogany furniture, landscape paintings, and antique decorations.

While he was lying on a soft bed, a fresh breeze blew into the room, and there was a "tinkling" wind chime in his ears, and a fragrance came into his nose.

Shen Yun heard the wind chimes and smelled the fragrance, his spirit was shocked, and he suddenly woke up.

He turned his head and looked at the window, where he saw a woman in a green shirt, a jade hairpin, and a shawl with long hair standing by the window.

When the woman heard the sound, she turned around, revealing a quiet and tranquil face, which was none other than Master Takeqing of Aoki Peak.

"You wake up, don't rush out of bed, you're weak now, it's better to lie down and rest for a while. Master Zhuqing looked at Shen Yun lightly and spoke softly.

Shen Yun heard Master Zhuqing's words, hurriedly got out of bed, bowed to Master Zhuqing, and hurriedly spoke.

"The disciple has seen Uncle Zhu, is this the resting place of Uncle Zhu? Why is the disciple here, I remember......"

Before Shen Yun finished speaking, he felt that his head sank, and he was about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Master Zhuqing's right hand was gently raised, and a gentle force lifted Shen Yun to prevent him from falling to the ground, and put him on the bed and sat down.

Master Na Zhuqing stepped out of the next step, and he had come to the side of the bed, and the index finger of his right hand was a little at the center of his eyebrows, and a cool breath penetrated into Shen Yun's mind, and Shen Yun regained some sanity.

"Uncle Zhu, I'm ......" Shen Yun sat on the bed, with a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly spoke.

Seeing Shen Yun's expression, Na Zhuqing's face relaxed, and he explained softly.

"You don't need to say more, this room is 'Lin Xuan', and it is indeed my resting place, but I have my own cave mansion, and I rarely come here on weekdays. On that day, you fell into an 'epiphany', and the speed of sealing reached the level of an ordinary guru, and you were able to conclude even the mudras of top-level spells, which is really rare. ”

When Shen Yun heard this, his face changed, revealing a look of great joy!

Epiphany, it turned out to be an epiphany.

In the past three months, I have occasionally gone to the Gongfa Pavilion, in the "Tibetan Scripture Building" on the first floor, to read some history of cultivating immortals, five interesting anecdotes, and I also have some understanding of "epiphany", knowing that this is an opportunity that all monks can encounter but cannot seek.

"Senior Uncle, I don't know how long I've been in a coma, Master, could it be that Senior Uncle Zhu has been taking care of his disciples these days?" Shen Yun retracted the look of joy on his face, as if he suddenly thought of something, and asked in his mouth.

"Yes, after you passed out, I brought you here and I took care of you. Your master has other things to deal with, and he has already left the sect. ”

Master Na Zhuqing listened to Shen Yun's words, nodded, opened his mouth to explain, and then continued.

"You have been in a coma for ten days and ten nights now, but that ghost slave has come and was sent back by me. It's just that your current situation is a little strange, and in the sea of divine consciousness, there are two obscure breaths that are difficult to detect. There is a strange aura on your body that is not satisfied with cultivation now, and you still need to be more conditioned. ”

When Shen Yun heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, his divine sense looked inward, and he found the two hazy immortal mountains in the sea of consciousness, and his complexion couldn't help but change.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Seeing Shen Yun's expression, Master Zhuqing asked softly.

"Ah, oh, it's nothing, it's just that my mind is unstable, and when I look closely, I don't find anything, it's really strange. ”

Shen Yun's heart turned around, but he didn't tell the truth, and slowly spoke.

"By the way, thank you Uncle Zhu for taking care of me in recent days, the disciple has now woken up, and he will go back to his cave first, and he doesn't dare to bother Uncle Zhu anymore. ”

Shen Yun rested for such a short while, he had recovered, walked out of bed, bowed to Uncle Zhuqing again, and said respectfully.

When Master Zhuqing heard this, his face was still plain, but he didn't ask more, and said softly.

"Okay, you can go back, and if there is anything wrong with your body, come to me at any time. By the way, your master will not return to the sect until two months, and in these two months, you will cultivate by yourself, if you don't understand, you can also come and ask me. After all, as my inner disciple of Aoki Peak, you are reasonable, and my uncle should also take care of you. ”

When Shen Yun heard this, his eyes lit up, his face became more and more respectful, and he said happily.

"The disciple thanked Uncle Zhu. ”

After Shen Yun said this, he said goodbye to Master Zhuqing, exited the house, and went straight to the mountainside cave mansion.

After all, in the sea of knowledge, there are such two mountains, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and it is not good to say.

I need to hurry back to the cave and discuss it with the Night Maiden. And, until then, you can't just tell others.

Not long after Shen Yun left, Master Na Zhuqing came to the window, saw Shen Yun's back from a distance, but remembered the commotion he caused in front of the "Test Tablet", and had something to do with the "White Autumn Water" of the Biluo Sect, and muttered to himself.

Shen Yun ...... Bai Qiushui ...... Antiquity...... , It seems that this personal disciple of my Aoki Peak still has a lot of secrets hidden in his body......"