The mountain gate where the woman is located is called the Hanshu Palace.

There are many small branches of the Patriarch's Hall, and there are two biggest rumors about women in the Cold Palace.

One is the grievances and grievances between the pillars of the same clan and lineage.

Second, the woman has been in the past 200 years, but there is no Taoist husband on the mountain, and there are no rumors.

Amaranth is the woman's name.

The thing that spawned the feeling was a pocket-sized silver wind bell.

The silver bell was obtained from a secret adventure of nine deaths and a lifetime.

The risk is great, and the reward is also great.

The function of the wind silver chime is to wake up, if you encounter an ordinary dangerous situation, a very pleasant wind chime will ring in the sea of knowledge.

If the danger is greater, the wind silver bell will shake a few more times, and the sound will be louder.

But just now, and at the moment when Song Qingfeng looked up, the wind silver bell was like hanging under the corner of the eaves hanging in the rainstorm hurricane, swaying constantly, and the noise kept ringing.

But when Li Amaranth looked up with his intuition, or his divine sense repeatedly probed, there was nothing.

After a glance, Li Amaranth left the stern of the ferry without the slightest hesitation.

even clutched one in his hand, pressing the life-saving thing at the bottom of the box.

Wu Chen, who was on the wooden ladder on the second floor, touched the bridge of his nose, and suddenly felt that it was too unkind to scare people like this.

However, if you don't use the power of your soul to scare and scare the other party, will it be difficult to go up and fight?

The two young men and women who were snuggled and separated from the previous one, and the one who was hidden on the side, were secretly watching the majestic faces of the young men and women all the time.

And the woman who was hiding in the hidden treasure at the end quietly looked at the three people in front of her.

The seemingly intricate relationship between several people is actually not complicated.

Li Amaranth frowned, and walked slowly all the way to the place where her room was in the upper class.

There are many thoughts, including the green-clothed woman Lin Yan'er who she likes and intends to accept as the heir to the mantle, and the wind chimes in the stern trail garden.

In that dangerous situation, in addition to getting the pocket wind chime, Li Amaranth actually has another thing.

It is a book of mystic law.

A mountaintop mystic method that leads directly to the upper three realms.

When I got the classic book called "Taishang Death Decision", Li Amaranth had been around for nearly a hundred years.

If it is a secular dynasty resting at the foot of the mountain, I am afraid that the local government will also issue a Aoki plaque of "Old Man of the Century".

At that time, Li Amaranth was already one of the emerging young pillars of the Han Palace.

Naturally, I didn't think about practicing other exercises.

But after dozens of years, after the word young was removed, Li Yuan found that the Han Gong Gong method he practiced made it difficult for him to make progress in his own cultivation.

But his foundation has been solid, and he can't destroy his cultivation and turn back to take the mountaineering road.

Even if she made that determination, she still had her own half-way disciples.

Besides, whoever can guarantee that the exercise must be a broad road to the top.

Those sects on the mountain, those families don't have a few books of martial arts books that have reached the top.

But in addition to those who have the longest inheritance and the largest Patriarch Hall, how many sects have more than two indexes of their own upper three realms?

Not to mention that there is also a clear inheritance like the Yu Sect for a long time, the ancestral hall is still big, and there is no less Xuanfa classics at the top of the mountain in the upper three realms, but there is not a single strong person in the upper three realms.

The mystical texts are just guiding lights, and the monks themselves are the ones who walk.

Zongzi's mountain gate is just a lighter guide light, illuminating the potholes on the road, and there are more twists and turns.

But the appearance of Lin Yan'er made Li Amaranth see hope, a hope for the dawn of the future.

It's like his own master who has been relieved and returned to dust looked at him back then.

And she didn't disappoint that master, she always pressed the pillar of her own vein.

Maybe Lin Yan'er still doesn't know that the mystical method she practiced is different from other senior brothers and sisters.

In addition to the main method cultivation, there is also a state of mind experience that occupies half of the classics in the Taishang Forgetting Dust Decision.

The grudge and affection between the disciples of the sworn enemy is one of them.

Maybe Song Qingfeng didn't know that he thought that the time and place were favorable, and he was quietly planning, but it was also her Li Amaranth who added fuel to the fire.

There are three levels of state of mind experience, which goes straight to the realm of forgetting the dust recorded in Xuandian.

It was considered to have moved most of the rocks leading to the top of the mountain.

"Master, master. Two soft calls interrupted the amaranth.

After recovering her mind, Li Yuan raised her head, and Lin Yan'er was arching her hand towards her.

Li Amaranth glanced up at Lin Yan'er, bowed slightly, and walked over expressionlessly.

Lin Yan'er bit her lip tightly and looked up at the back of the master who had been ignoring her for some reason recently.

The taste in my heart is also myriad.

Could it be that the master knew about it?

Lin Yan'er, who was secretly thinking, shook her head again.

"Impossible, impossible!" If he really knew about it by his master, he would rely on the contradiction between his master and that person's master, and he was afraid that he would not stay under his master safely.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan'er felt a kind of sorrow again, and suddenly came to her heart.

The Li Amaranth Divine Consciousness that turned around and left had always stayed on his disciple.

The disciple is worried, how can she, who is a master, not be worried.

Because the second layer of state of mind is called "forgetting the teacher".

On the dome, the full moon is still hanging alone.

Wu Chen, who watched a good show, took a small mouthful of Xunlongzao, smacked his lips, and slowly walked towards the bow of the ferry.

Let's see if we can buy a good pot of wine.

This time, there is no shortage of Xuanjing in his pocket, and he no longer has to buy a pot of the cheapest nepeta wine like he did on the cargo ferry of the Famous Sect before.

The second cheapest should be the second.

When I arrived at the bow deck, I realized that the crowd was not very lively.

Feeling nostalgic for the moon, there are not a few beauties beside Bo who smile and admire.

Those who look up at the moon and take a sip of wine bow their heads have many monks with stories in their chests.

Entering the mountain to practice and embarking on the mountaineering road is a lonely road.

So the monks on the mountain always had a complicated understanding of the word "circle".

It's probably what you can't get, and what you feel the most.

The space above the deck is not small, one or two hundred square meters.

It is not the bamboo and wood paving on the ordinary ferry, but a kind of blue and black slate.

And every ten or twenty steps, there are stone chairs and stone tables of the same color, or alone, or four or five around the table.

There was a lot of heated discussion about the round solitary moon on the top.

Wu Chen looked around, but still didn't see the ferry disciple from the Heavenly Sect.

I was pleasantly surprised to see a little belly monk.