After returning to the inner courtyard, Zhuo Wen found that wherever he passed, many disciples looked at him in extremely strange ways.
There were even many people pointing at him and whispering.
Looking at the actions of the disciples around him, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and felt quite confused, but he couldn't explain it.
After arriving at the bottom of Jiufeng, a beautiful shadow stood quietly, like an independent snow lotus.
This beautiful figure slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, and she smiled sweetly. Zhuo Wen also grinned, walked up quickly, and hugged this beautiful figure tightly.
After the two separated, Mu Chenxue saluted Lu Hantian and said, "Chen Xue has met Senior Han Tian. I thanked Senior Han Tian for taking care of Zhuo Wen."
Lu Hantian waved his hand and said: "Zhuo Wen is my brother. He used to be weak, so he should take care of me more. Now this kid is much stronger than me, so he should take care of me."
As he said that, Lu Hantian stared at Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue with a smile and said, "But what I want to know more is, when will you two get married? I'm still waiting for your wedding wine."
As soon as these words came out, Mu Chenxue lowered his head slightly, his cheeks showing a hint of crimson, while Zhuo Wen touched his nose, showing a hint of embarrassment.
"You two don't need to write ink. Get married as soon as possible. It's best to give birth to a fat and white baby. How about you recognize me as your godfather?" Lu Hantian said carelessly.
"Well, Brother Hantian, we'll talk about this later. I will definitely do this."
As he said that, Zhuo Wen held Mu Chenxue's jade hand tightly with his right hand, his eyes full of doting.
Perhaps because she saw the doting look in Zhuo Wen's eyes, Mu Chenxue's cheeks turned even crimson and she whispered, "I believe you."
However, what Zhuo Wen didn't notice was that the moment Mu Chenxue lowered his head, a trace of sadness and sadness appeared in his eyes. Of course, this emotion only appeared for a moment.
"Chen Xue, how did you know that I was coming back today?" Zhuo Wen said in confusion.
Mu Chenxue smiled and said: "It was said by Master Yanji's uncle. He said you would return today, so I waited for you at the bottom of Jiufeng in advance."
"Uncle Yanji?" Zhuo Wen was startled and said in surprise.
"Perhaps Zhuo Wen doesn't know yet, but Master Yanji's uncle has informed the entire Nine Peaks of the Inner Court about the death of Master Xuanzhong. Now everyone in the inner court knows that Master Xuanzhong has died." Mu Chenxue
Suddenly he said softly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. Since Yan Ji knew that Xuan Zhong was dead, he was probably near the Wusheng Tower and saw the scene of his battle with Xuan Zhong.
Zhuo Wen frowned. After all, Xuan Zhong was one of the nine peak masters, a high-ranking member of the inner court and an extremely important figure. He killed Xuan Zhong. I wonder what Yan Ji thought.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen felt a little uneasy.
Perhaps sensing Zhuo Wen's expression, Mu Chenxue smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Yanji didn't mean to blame you."
"This time he made the matter public and made the specific process very clear. It was Xuan Zhong who attacked you secretly and wanted to kill you first. You were acting in self-defense and killed Master Xuan Zhong.
Uncle Yanji has no intention of blaming you."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen looked surprised. He did not expect that Yanji not only made the matter public, but also defended him in his words, which was rare.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen also remembered the scene where other disciples pointed fingers at him after entering the academy.
I'm afraid those disciples were pointing fingers at Yan Ji because of the matter he made public. After all, as a junior, killing a powerful semi-saint like Xuan Zhong was indeed an extremely sensational thing.
In addition, Xuan Zhong was Zhuo Wen's uncle, and Zhuo Wen naturally became the center of this storm.
"Zhuo Wen, Master Yanji's uncle asked me to go find him." Mu Chenxue suddenly said to Zhuo Wen.
"Where is Master Yanji's uncle?" Zhuo Wen asked.
"In the Palace of Ice and Fire." Mu Chenxue replied.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, and Yan Ji chose the Ice and Fire Hall as the place to meet, which was inevitably somewhat meaningful.
"Okay, then I'll go see him."
Zhuo Wen nodded, and immediately the group of people walked towards the top of Aoyuan Peak. After arriving at the top, Zhuo Wen took Lu Hantian and followed the chain on the edge of the cliff towards the empty Ice and Fire Hall in the center.
At this moment, the door of the Ice and Fire Hall was open, and Zhuo Wen did not spend too long to enter the Ice and Fire Hall.
"Zhuowen, come to the eighteenth floor!"
The moment he entered the Hall of Ice and Fire, a majestic sound boomed in Zhuo Wen's ears like thunder.
Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly darkened. He knew that Yan Ji should know that the Ice and Fire Talisman in the Hall of Ice and Fire had been taken away by him.
At the first moment, Zhuo Wen actually thought of escaping, but his reason told him that escaping was simply impossible.
Yan Ji is the second terrifying and powerful man in the Nine Nether Realm who has achieved the status of Heavenly Saint. In the hands of such beings, Zhuo Wen's attempt to escape is simply nonsense.
"I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go up!"
With a sigh, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed the ice and fire holy symbols, and for a moment, the surrounding ice and fire energy gathered into a giant ice and fire dragon.
Zhuo Wen led Lu Hantian onto the ice and fire dragon, and then the two of them passed the first seventeen floors and entered the eighteenth floor.
In the eighteenth level of space, Yan Ji sat cross-legged quietly. When Zhuo Wen and Lu Hantian arrived, he slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Zhuo Wen, I have been waiting for you for several days."
Zhuo Wen scratched his head and pretended to be deaf and dumb: "Young man, you don't know what Uncle Shi means?"
Yanji was not angry, and said calmly: "You don't have to pretend to be deaf and dumb. The ice flame holy talisman should be on your kid. There is no need to try to fool him. I have seen your battle at Wusheng Tower before."
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a sharp light, and he was secretly wary. He didn't expect that Yan Ji would speak so directly when he came up, which made Zhuo Wen quite uncomfortable.
"Then what does it mean that my uncle doesn't know?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.
Yanji smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it doesn't mean anything. Don't worry, I won't take away the Ice Flame Sacred Talisman. This is your opportunity and it should be yours."
Hearing what Yan Ji said, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a trace of suspicion. He didn't expect that Yan Ji was so easy to talk to.
"You don't have to doubt me. Being able to seize the Holy Talisman of Ice and Fire requires opportunity. If we three old guys could obtain it, we would have captured it long ago."
As he said that, Yan Ji's eyes fell on Lu Hantian next to him. He looked up and down and suddenly became serious, staring at the latter.
"You...what do you want to do? I'm not interested in you, don't stare at me like that."
Lu Hantian was a little hairy as he was stared at by Yan Ji. He rubbed his arms with his hands, his hair stood on end, and cursed.
However, Yan Ji didn't take it seriously and laughed loudly: "Hanso Holy Body? I didn't notice it before. I'm really blind."
As he spoke, Yan Ji hooked his right hand, and a terrifying holy power acted on Lu Hantian's body, causing Lu Hantian to rush towards Yan Ji involuntarily.
"I'll go, I'm a normal man, what do you want to do? Let me go, no!"
Lu Hantian cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf, trying to get rid of the holy power used by Yanji, but it was to no avail.
In front of Yan Ji, Lu Hantian was like a newborn baby. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Yan Ji's power.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a look of horror. Yan Ji's power was so majestic that even his feet were trembling in place, making it difficult to move at all.
"Is this the power of a saint? Is it much stronger than a half-saint?"
Zhuo Wen trembled all over. He knew very well that with the power Yan Ji was showing now, he could be killed with just one thought.
Yan Ji held Lu Hantian's shoulders and stared at the latter very carefully, as if he was sizing up a piece of peerless jade.
Lu Hantian was trembling, and his heart felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. He was still an old virgin, how could he be 'tarnished' by the old man in front of him like this? This was absolutely not allowed.
"Old man, let me tell you, you can only get my body, but you can't get my heart at all. Even if you try hard, it's useless. You'd better let me go." Lu Hantian said righteously.
Zhuo Wen, who was standing behind, suddenly touched his forehead. He felt that his face was completely humiliated by Lu Hantian.
Yan Ji ignored Lu Hantian, looked at Queen Lu Hantian up and down, and said calmly: "It is indeed the Han Po Sacred Body, but the origin of the Han Po in the body has been sealed twice."
"Sealed twice?" Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and said in surprise.
Shao Yu said before that the origin of Han Soul in Lu Hantian's body was sealed once by Wu Sheng. Theoretically, it was only sealed once. But now Yanji said that it was sealed twice. It seems that before Wu Sheng, the origin in Lu Hantian's body was sealed.
Sealed once.
"The warriors of the Han Soul Holy Body have very high talents and are promoted very quickly. Although Lu Hantian has good talents, his promotion speed is not very fast. I am afraid that this is the reason why the origin of Han Soul in his body was sealed a long time ago.
"
In his mind, Xiao Hei's voice slowly sounded, making Zhuo Wen narrow his eyes. Who had sealed the origin of Lu Hantian's cold spirit?
"It's the Blood Demon..."
Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up. Lu Hantian's reputation as a genius once shocked the entire Qingxuan Dynasty. Later, due to the blood demon, he was sealed in the blood demon inheritance.
I am afraid that the origin of the cold soul in his body must have been sealed by the blood demon. After all, the blood demon's vision is much more vicious than that of ordinary people.
If Lu Hantian's cold soul origin was not sealed at that time and his cultivation was allowed to develop, it would be detrimental to the blood demon.
"This is a good seedling!"
A smile appeared on Yan Ji's lips, and immediately a burst of holy power surged out from his palm and penetrated into Lu Hantian's body.
Poof!
Lu Hantian spit out a mouthful of blood, and there was a faint dark color in the blood.
"You pervert, what did you do to me?"
After breaking away from Yan Ji's control, Lu Hantian stepped back continuously and looked at Yan Ji with extremely unhappy eyes.
"See if you feel much more comfortable all over, and your affinity for the surrounding energy is much higher than before?" Yanji said calmly.
Lu Hantian's eyes narrowed, and he was shocked to discover that, indeed, as Yan Ji said, he found that the acupoints and meridians all over the body absorb vitality much faster...