"This ...... I don't know ......."

Su Muhan and this black python have never known each other, and he doesn't know why he was forced to look at by the black python, and he was confused.

"Then let's go over first."

Xue didn't regret it, so he didn't think that the movements of the black python had any special care, maybe people just yawned at random? Or do you think that the so-called respect of you mortals is purely disturbing people's dreams?

So Xue Buregret urged everyone not to waste time.

So Su Muhan and his entourage arrived at the opposite cliff through Senior Brother and Xue Buregret's Imperial Sword respectively, and thought about the cliff.

As soon as Su Muhan landed and thought about the cliff, he condensed into a sculpture at a glance.

Isn't the top of this cliff the dragon cliff outside Kyoto?!

The residence of Song Sizhe, the king of the mountain, except for himself and Song Sizhe himself, no outsider has ever entered the strange Dragon Cliff!

The familiar humble room, the green and yellow bamboo and wooden house, and the familiar smell of incense, this Siguo Cliff, isn't it the Dragon Cliff itself?!

Su Muhan was stunned all the time, could it be that everything he had experienced before was just a dream he had had?

A spring and summer dream that is both beautiful and terrifying?

But if everything before was just a dream, then this dream is too real!

"Old ......"

Su Muhan just wanted to shout 'Old Song', but he quickly realized that there were so many outsiders here, and it was not polite to rashly call someone Old Song, so he immediately changed his words: "Song Sizhe? ”

Su Muhan had never been so nervous, so nervous that his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

However, even though Su Muhan's heart was thumping, there was no reaction at all in the bamboo and wood room......

It was so quiet that he could count how many divine birds flew over his head......

"Didn't you say that the reincarnated divine dragon has already cultivated and passed the level?"

Su Muhan couldn't help but turn his head and ask Yang Han, Yang Han was also a little unclear about the situation:

"It stands to reason that it's out of the customs! The fireworks signal out of the customs was set by himself! ”

After the retreat in Wolong Valley, if you leave the retreat, you need to set off a green firework to inform the congregation.

Therefore, Yang Han actually did not personally meet Song Sizhe who went out of the customs, and Yang Han and Song Sizhe did not have any personal relationship.

Song Sizhe's identity in Wolong Valley is special, and he is in retreat all year round, so no one knows what is going on with this guy.

"Reasonable?"

Su Muhan roughly understood Yang Han's current meaning, so he didn't reprimand, he took the step first and walked to the front room of the burrow.

Before, Song Sizhe always liked to meditate on the futon in the front room, closing his eyes was his own cultivation, and when he opened his eyes, it was the fragrance of flowers and birds on Longya Mountain.

Nowadays, the situation of Siguo Cliff is also about the same, so Siguo Cliff Mountain itself stands steep and does not grow vegetation; However, this does not prevent the soil on the top of the mountain from being gentle, and the plants and trees that grow are so bright and dazzling, delicate and crisp.

So the closer he got to the front room, the faster Su Muhan's heartbeat became, so fast that his feet even trembled a little......

Su Muhan's lips were a little pale, and every step he took seemed to be going through a year, extremely difficult, but full of hope.

Then, in the alternating progress of trembling feet that could barely be supported, Su Muhan stood in front of the round window of the front room of the humble room......

Immediately after, the glass-like teardrops in the corners of Su Muhan's eyes fell to the ground, raising a fine dust that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

It's just that this dust has caused an uproar in Su Muhan's heart......