Lin Ling was trembling all over, remembering that when he first embarked on the road of forgetfulness, the drunk man did also pat him on the neck, it seemed that he had already known that he had been tricked, and he didn't even tell himself.

But as a competitor, why should he tell himself?

Lin Ling thought about it, and he was not annoyed in his heart, but he did not stop moving forward, as long as the time was not over, he still had a chance to surpass the other party.

But Lin Ling was still a teenager after all, and with his strength to be able to get here an hour ago, if this drunk really wanted to win against Lin Ling, it would be effortless at all.

"It is said that the predecessor arrived here more than an hour ago, why hasn't he advanced for half a minute after so long?" Lin Ling took the initiative to talk, trying to distract him.

"Oh, I almost reached the top of the mountain, but then I thought that it was better to see the scenery here, so I came back. The drunkard smiled faintly as if he was saying that people should eat, and the dampness of wine remained on the shallow stubble.

But Lin Ling's feet couldn't take a step anymore.

We're almost at the top of the mountain...... Almost to the top of the mountain? more than 9,900 floors?

Because of the scenery, back?

There are many trees in the mountain streams on the side of the road, green bamboos, pines and cypresses, and there are even incredible pure white osmanthus flowers that are quietly blooming here, with a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, with the smell of wine, with the light of the sunset.

Sitting alone, his eyes are full of scenery, and his smile is wide.

Standing alone, he took a deep breath with the scenery in his eyes, but he still walked up a step.

The drunk seemed attracted by his actions, and said with a sense of humor, "Don't want to give up yet?"

"I've thought about it, but I've just thought about it. But never trying. Lin Ling stepped up, covered by clouds, this step was like stepping on the red glow, but the impact of the illusion in his heart was still shocking.

"Fourteen, no wonder you can't see the beauty here. The drunk man stretched out his hand, and a breeze blew through Lin Ling's ears, but it also took away the Caixia under his feet.

Suddenly, the emotion of forgetting the road suddenly doubled!

Lin Ling was caught off guard by the attack, and hurriedly took a few steps back, finally stabilizing his mind.

"You broke Gong Yunluo's rune?" Lin Ling subconsciously touched his neck, with unkindness in his eyes.

This drunk is really not ordinary.

"You have this concentration, but that person doesn't, one person sits alone on a double iron rope, and now he is not crippled and afraid that he is also crazy at the bottom of the mountain. The drunk man smiled, his tone was full of disdain, but he also looked at Lin Ling's face with appreciation, "After all, it's someone else's power, what's the use?"

"With the help of force, since he has ill intentions, he deserves some punishment. Lin Ling settled down and went up the next level again.

This time, without the 'Life and Death Talisman', Lin Ling finally felt tremendous pressure.

Half the power is too much.

"Interesting, since you have this wisdom, why do you insist on joining the Cangji Sect?" the drunkard smiled slyly, "It's better to worship under my door, wouldn't you be happy." ”

"Do you know the Dragon Zun Technique?" Lin Ling said lightly, this time he entered the Cang Scar Sect, naturally he came to learn the Dragon Zun Technique, and only the Dragon Zun Technique could let him live. If you don't need to join the Cang Scar Sect, it will naturally be perfect to learn the Dragon Venerable Technique—to be able to avoid the people of the Cang Scar Sect who slaughtered the people in the village.

"Do you want to learn the Dragon Venerable Technique?" the drunken man's eyebrows showed a hint of vigilance, "Although this Dragon Venerable Technique is the cultivation treasure of the Cangji Sect, after all, it is obscure, and there are even fewer people who meet the cultivation physique, and it is really difficult to practice." Wouldn't it be better for me to have a more powerful technique here than the Dragon Venerable Technique, and to cultivate better than it?"

Lin Ling gritted his teeth and took a step forward: "I just want to practice it." ”

His words are like his steps, unchangeable and unwavering.

The drunk looked at him carefully again, his eyes fell on his mask, as if he had thought of something, and said slowly: "I won't ......"

"Moreover, no one in the Scars Sect will. ”

The sunset gradually dispersed, the clouds and mist in the mountain stream filled the air with light water vapor, and the last afterglow of the sun wheel inlaid the water vapor with brilliant gold edges, and the clouds and mist locked the road, and the sun shined in the mountain stream.

Lin Ling came out of this light, and his words were as unswerving and natural as the step he took under his feet.

"Then I will be the first person to practice the Jackie Chan Zun Technique!"

Without the reflection of daylight, the bright white jade pavilion gradually faded until its original light slowly dissipated, just like an ordinary stone in the dark, just an ordinary jade.

Lu Chenfei stood up, the green robe on his body was wrinkled because of sitting for a long time, he didn't like these traces, so he slapped his robe heavily, watched the wrinkles disappear, and then walked out of the white jade pavilion satisfied.

"Let's go, the last of the Cang Scar Sect disciples this year has appeared. Yi Han, Yi Chong, you come with me to meet Uncle Wine Saint, and by the way, bring the new disciples back to the Cangji Sect. Lu Chenfei waved his long sleeves, and his stocky figure was as stable as Mount Tai on the pale red fairy sword, and then turned into a streamer and flew down the mountain.

"Yes!" Yi Han and Yi Chong respectfully accepted their orders, and it was definitely an unavoidable opportunity to meet the legendary Divine Dragon Drinking Saint Uncle who could not see the end of the dragon. If you are fortunate enough to receive some guidance from him in your practice, you will definitely be of great use.

That is one of the nine great saints of qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, poison, hops and tea, and he can be compared with the head of the wine saint uncle!

Legend has it that the road of forgetting love is the most magical road in the world, with 9,999 steps, including the seven emotions and six desires of the chaos in the world, and a road is the life of a person. Joy or sorrow, love or hate, all on this mountain road. And the person who can walk to the top of the mountain must be a peerless master who has really seen through the red dust and jumped out of the five elements.

Six hundred and twenty-one layers is where Lin Ling is standing at the moment, that kind of sweet sadness, faint longing and strong joy are experiences that Lin Ling has never had.

This feeling is within reach, but it seems to be far away in the sky, and the emotion of asking for it but not being able to ask for it makes Lin Ling want to stop.

The so-called ignorant are fearless, and Lin Ling once again took a step forward.

The drunk stared at Lin Ling's cheek curiously, not wanting to miss any of the subtle facial expressions on his face.

That's the emotion that only young people can have.

"It's nice to be young. The drunkard drank abruptly, and drank half a jar of gourds in one gulp, and his emotion was even more unhindered by his drunkenness, and the pain of the broken root rampaged through his chest, while the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised.

Only here can he see the beautiful shadow of the red clothes by the lake, and hear the laughter like silver bells.

Just like that year, one person, one sword, one sight of Yiren.