The small courtyard was restored again, and the tranquility under the moon was restored.

Shen Yun's face was shocked, oh my God, the Fireball Technique was able to evolve to such an earth-shattering level, with so many realm levels, and finally go straight to the origin.

Suddenly, I felt an urge to retreat and remember everything I had seen.

Of course, he can't be so rude.

So, just after the shield was dissipated, Shen Yun immediately took a few steps forward and paid a big salute: "Junior Shen Yun, thank you for the grace of your predecessors." After that, he knelt down, intending to knock his head nine times and perform a disciple salute.

Of course, the ideal is to worship a middle-aged scribe as a teacher, but although the other party is good to him and even helps him break through, Shen Yun faintly feels that the other party does not mean to confiscate him as an apprentice.

The middle-aged scribe looks as ordinary as a mortal, and people don't feel a trace of pressure.

But Shen Yun knew that the other party was just like the fireball before, but the real strength had converged.

In fact, once the energy contained in it explodes, it is enough to destroy the world.

Shen Yun estimated that he was afraid that the True Soul Realm elders in the sect would also be vulnerable in front of the middle-aged scribes.

Just after Shen Yun kowtowed a few times, suddenly, his eyes froze, and he even paused to bow down.

Because he found that a leaf was falling, and strangely, this leaf was suspended in mid-air, motionless, as if it had been immobilized.

The method of fixation exists in the mouth of the storyteller, Shen Yun didn't expect that he could see the truth?

At the same time, I woke up to why I felt something was wrong when I entered the small courtyard just now.

The main thing is that the surroundings are too quiet, even if this inn is remote, and at night, you can still occasionally hear the noise coming from everywhere, as well as the chirping of small insects.

However, during this period of time, Shen Yun did not hear any sound at all.

Could it be that the middle-aged scribe used his immobilization to live for four weeks?

Obviously, now was not a good time to think about this issue, and Shen Yun continued to bow down.

However, with a wisp of divine sense, he probed the neighborhood.

Sure enough, the plants in the yard were all motionless, similar to falling leaves, there were still a lot, Shen Yun remained silent, and only used his divine sense to lock onto these strange leaves.

When the middle-aged scribe saw Shen Yun saluting, he didn't stop him.

Of course, Shen Yun's little divine sense movements naturally couldn't hide from him, but he didn't care, just looked at the sleeping Xue Ling in the attic.

Shen Yun finished saluting and stood respectfully on the side, but part of his mind was concerned about those leaves.

Suddenly, I found that in this short period of time, the position of a few leaves seemed to have fallen a little, which was a point that could not be seen by the naked eye, and if it wasn't for the divine consciousness that had been shrouded, it would not have been felt at all.

At this time, the middle-aged scribe sighed lightly and turned around.

I probably feel a little embarrassed not to give a meeting gift when I meet a junior.

So he thought about it, flipped his hand, and saw a set of slips appear on his palm, a purple treasure light, rising to the sky, and the middle-aged scribe regarded it as if he had not seen it.

Shen Yun was secretly surprised, what kind of treasure is this, there is actually a treasure light emitted?

"This is an old man's occasional gift, so I'll give it to you. After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, the purple slip floated directly towards Shen Yun, like a feather, floating in front of Shen Yun, up and down.

This set of slips is like nine purple jade slips, made in series.

Although there is no rope connection, but it is really connected together, scattered like a set of purple jade screens, the purple treasure light is shining to the extreme, and it shows the extraordinary nature of this thing.

Shen Yun hurriedly thanked him, such a valuable thing was so attractive to him that he hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it.

Just when Shen Yun's fingers touched this slip, there was a soft sound. Jian Mu instantly turned into a cloud of lilac air, heading towards Shen Yun under the hood.

Shen Yun suddenly felt a basin of cold water poured on his head, and shivered coldly.

The slip and its treasure light suddenly disappeared cleanly, as if they had never appeared.