Heavenly practice

Shen Zhuo scared everyone, including Xuanyu. When she first heard the news, she thought she had heard it wrong, and then she thought that Shen Zhuo was going to do something wrong again. When she went over to take a look, she was shocked .

"What's going on with this house...?"

Xuanyu looked at the ruins in front of her and was a little stunned. She remembered that this was the room specially arranged by the city lord for Su Tianxing.

"Where's Shen Zhuoren?" She looked at Zhong Ning who was also stunned beside her.

"No... I don't know." Zhong Ning also had a confused look on his face, he was fine just now.

"Long Xiang said that Mr. Shen was ill, and asked me to seek help from you, senior, this..."

"What about people?"

"It's...inside..."

Zhong Ning blankly pointed at the ruins in front of him, and then watched a person crawl out of the ruins.

"Brother Xue!"

Zhong Ning rushed up, "Are you okay? What's going on here? Where's Mr. Shen?"

Xue Junmi looked ashamed, his body was covered with dust, he looked very embarrassed, his face was not very good, and he turned his eyes to the ruins.

"under."

"……what?"

There was movement from the nearby ruins, Long Xiang pushed away the things that were pressing on his body, and Shen Zhuo was still sleeping under him, his fair face was blushing strangely.

"He is..."

"fever."

"Fat? Fever?!" Xuanyu couldn't believe her ears, pointing to Shen Zhuo who was on the ground and asked, "You said he has a fever? Is he sick?"

"Well, it's been like this ever since I saw that Qin girl came back yesterday, and the doctor doesn't know what's going on." Long Xiang walked out of the ruins with Shen Zhuo in his arms, and put her in the gazebo.

"Qin girl?"

Xuanyu was a little surprised, she stepped forward and rolled her eyes at the unconscious Shen Zhuo, "It really looks like she's sick."

"It's true." Zhong Ning couldn't help complaining.

Xuanyu snorted, "He will get sick? Are you kidding me?"

"It's true. The Taoist Tianxiang came to see him before, and he said that he was mentally unstable... Cough! He's not in good health..."

Zhong Ning knew it was bad before he said it, but it was irreversible.

Xuanyu immediately raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled like a flower, "Ah, so he is unstable? Let me take a look..."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and reached out to probe Shen Zhuo's heart, but was stopped by Long Xiang.

"Step aside."

Xuanyu looked at him casually, "Or do you want to taste the feeling of being trampled under my feet again?"

"At least I won't be powerless this time." Long Xiang blocked his eyes coldly.

"That may not be..."

"Senior!"

Zhong Ning hurried over, trembling with fear, but insisted, "That... the elders of the Four Great Sects are outside!"

"Oh, so what?"

Xuanyu raised her delicate eyebrows, and asked back, "Do you believe that I can kill four of them with one hand?"

Zhong Ning instantly wept, "...I believe it."

Xue Junmi drew his sword silently, and stood in front of Shen Zhuo together with Long Xiang.

Seeing the resolute faces of these two people, Xuanyu suddenly smiled meaningfully, "Tsk, seeing how you defend him and are so loyal to him, I really can't bear to tell you the truth."

"What's the truth?" Zhong Ning asked curiously, and was glared at by Xue Junmi and Long Xiang at the same time.

"..."

"Of course it's the truth about Shen Zhuo, do you know who he is?"

Xuan Yu looked at Long Xiang, "Do you know your family, Hengyang City where you live, and your future... ah!"

Before she finished speaking, she was thrown to the ground by a huge spiritual force. Long Xiang seemed to have been prepared, picked up Shen Zhuo and ran away, and Xue Junmi also picked up Zhong Ning and quickly jumped out of the pavilion.

In the next moment, the entire carefully crafted gazebo collapsed and became a ruin.

"Pooh!"

Xuanyu stood up from the ruins, her head covered in dust and mud, her face was frighteningly black.

"I forgot to tell you, the house was also destroyed in Shen Zhuo's deep sleep before." Long Xiang said calmly holding Shen Zhuo in a coma.

"..."

Xuanyu's eyes widened, "Isn't he sick?"

"I can beat you even if you are sick." Long Xiang replied lightly.

"..."

Xuanyu sneered, "It's better not to die of illness."

Zhong Ning laughed along, "Isn't this asking for help from you, Senior?"

"He won't even let me see, how can I save him?"

"..."

Xue Junmi glanced at Long Xiang, and Long Xiang took half a step back as a concession.

Xuanyu walked up to Shen Zhuo and took a look. The other person's face was flushed abnormally, but his expression was very peaceful, as if he was asleep.

She poked Shen Zhuo's face with her finger, but there was no response from the other party. She couldn't help becoming curious, and tried to probe her spiritual power into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness...

In a palace in a world of ice and snow, a pair of eyes without any emotion suddenly opened, and the huge consciousness instantly swallowed her senses.

"Well!"

Xuan Yu took a sharp step back, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were filled with shock.

"What's wrong?" Long Xiang immediately took a step forward.

"……fine."

Xuanyu tried her best to calm down, clenched her fists in secret, looked deeply at Shen Zhuo who was sleeping, and said lightly, "He's fine, it's someone else who has trouble."

"What do you mean?" Long Xiang asked.

"You don't understand even after I said it. Stay away from him recently. It's best to isolate him. In addition..."

Xuan Yu paused and said, "His soul is indeed unstable, but I can't solve it."

"Even the seniors can't solve it?"

Zhong Ning was shocked, "Then... what should we do then?"

"What did you see just now?" Long Xiang stopped her.

Xuanyu paused, and said expressionlessly, "What a nuisance."

After she finished speaking, she left, Zhong Ning looked at Xue Junmi and then at Long Xiang, "Then... what shall we do?"

"Go back to Zhentianmen first, my master may have a way."

Walking from a distance was Ning Feiyue, who had recovered most of her energy, and when she looked at Shen Zhuo who was sleeping, her expression became serious.

"Now there is only this way." Xue Junmi said.

Long Xiang didn't speak, and Ning Feiyue didn't continue this topic, but mentioned another matter, "Taoist Tianxiang wants to see you."

"not see."

Long Xiang refused very calmly, leaving Zhong Ning on the side stunned. That was his uncle, the head of the Xuantong sect, the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals!

"It is said to be related to Shen Zhuo." Ning Feiyue added another sentence.

After pondering for a while, Long Xiang still agreed, before leaving, he entrusted the two of them to take care of Shen Zhuo.

"The relationship between their uncle and nephew is really good." Zhong Ning couldn't help sighing when he saw Long Xiang walking away.

Xue Junmi and Ning Feiyue looked at each other, but they never thought that Shen Zhuo was really Uncle Long Xiang.

Ning Feiyue turned her head to look at Shen Zhuo, and sighed, "Why are you sick all of a sudden?"

However, Shen Zhuo, who was ill at the moment, was not as peaceful as he appeared.

There is soft soil under his body, and misty clouds and mist surround him. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds. Above his head is a huge tree crown, which is full of light red flowers, and the petals are falling down from time to time. His body has been covered. A layer of red petals.

He stood up slowly, looked at the jade steps spreading to the sky, and at the Liumeng tree behind him, with a bewildered expression.

"Clouds... cloudy sky and foggy environment?"