The tortoiseshell pavilion is antique, and the pavilion is built on a cliff.

It is said to be a cliff, but it is actually a skyscraper monolith, which is more than 1,000 meters straight up and down, and it is slippery all around, even if it is an ape, it does not want to climb up.

Of course, everyone in the Brahma Palace can fly, and everyone in this monolith palace can go up, but in the Brahma Palace, except for the deity, no one else dares to climb.

The Eight Great Divine Beasts said that it was a forbidden place set up by the Divine Venerable, and only the Divine Venerable could go up alone.

Ning Xuemo didn't care about that, in order to find the clues left by Shen Jiuli, she went up several times even in this forbidden place.

But there is nothing special on it except for the lonely kiosk.

And now, the sound of the piano came from the little pavilion.

Ning Xuemo stood at the foot of the monolithic peak, only to feel that her legs were a little weak.

Could it be him? Could it be?

It sounds like he's playing, but he's gone!

How is it possible to reappear? Unless it's a dream......

However, she had already woken up from that dream, and it was in a living reality.

Obviously, she could know the result when she flew up, but she felt that her legs were a thousand pounds heavy, and she couldn't lift them a little.

She stood at the foot of the peak, listening to the sound of the piano in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

She didn't know how long she had been there, and she couldn't get up until the sound stopped.

The sound of the piano came and went, and the aftermath still swirled in her ears, and there was silence around her, as if the sound of the piano had never appeared.

She sighed, she was still hallucinating, right? Right? Right?

Although I thought so in my heart, I still didn't give up in the end, and my body flew up together, flying straight to the top of the mountain.

The moment she flew up and stood on the edge of the peak, it was as if a boulder had hit her heart!

The small pavilion is still the same small pavilion, but there is an extra circle of snow-white floating yarn around the small pavilion, which flutters with the mountain wind, drumming like a cloud.

In the small pavilion, there was a man in white, a wide white robe blown by the wind, a guqin was placed horizontally on the table in front of him, his elbows were propped up on the table at will, and he looked at her with a smile: "Finally willing to come up?" ”

Great God!

Ning Xuemo's body shook, she stumbled under her feet, and almost tumbled off the big rock!

A white gauze like a practice flew horizontally, directly wrapped around her slender waist, and her eyes flickered, and the person had already flown into the small pavilion. Fell into his arms.

Familiar breath, familiar people, Ning Xuemo's whole body froze, and she looked at him in a daze: "You ......"

Is this a dream or a real person?

She wouldn't still be dreaming, would she?!

"Silly?" Shen Jiuli put her on his lap, his eyes wandered over her face for a moment, and he tried her forehead with the back of his hand: "There is no fever, is it the sequelae of that medicine?" ”

Ning Xuemo's whole person seemed to be suddenly drenched in a basin of water, and she woke up in an instant.

It turns out that this is still a dream!

Still in a dream 50,000 years ago!

She seemed disappointed and relieved, raised her hand and put her arms around his neck, and muttered, "Your Brahma Palace has not changed for tens of thousands of years, right?" Sure enough, the years have left no traces. ”

Shen Jiuli raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "How can you have this feeling?" You have been in my Brahma palace first? ”

I entered it 50,000 years later, and it is almost the same as now, so I can't tell which is a dream and which is a reality......

Ning Xuemo rubbed her eyebrows, feeling a little confused.