readx; After the sect leader finished speaking, he turned his head to Lin Xiaoan, and said, "Miss Lin, in fact, you have a great relationship with my Yunshan Holy Sect, no, you have a great relationship."

"Huh?" Lin Xiaoan's look of surprise, "No wonder, when I first came to Guijiao Baoshan, I only felt familiar everywhere, but I don't know why, I still have to ask the sect master." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lin Xiaoanh thought to himself, if you play false, I will also push the boat with the water."

Only then did the sect leader carefully hold the blood-stained and old rag in his hand to Lin Xiaoan. It seems that if you are not careful, the rag will be destroyed in time.

"Be careful, be careful. The Sect Master said.

When Lin Xiaoanli took the rag and looked at it, it was three feet square, drawing two facsimile portraits and two faces.

"Doesn't it look like it?" the sect leader tilted his head to look at Lin Xiaoan, looking extremely interested, "Miss Lin, do you feel that you are looking at a big mirror in time through a thousand years?"

Lin Xiaoanan remembered the mural of the temple within the temple, and the strange dream he had repeatedly had since he was a child was painted by an ancient. Today, I saw the face of a woman who seemed to be painted with bloodstains in the past year, although the blood stains had faded in time and the brush had been blurred, it was still visible, and it was clearly a portrait of herself. Who painted himself many years ago? Lin Xiaoanzu suddenly remembered the girl dancing with the sword she had seen in her dream earlier. There are many unclear things in this world, Lin Xiaoan's thoughts, dreams, dreams within dreams, dreams in dreams, dreams in dreams, the secret rotation of time, or the coincidence of time arrangement, who can tell?

There is also a portrait of a man on the canvas, which seems to have been altered or smeared several times and is no longer recognizable.

A man and a woman? Who painted it with blood?

Lin Xiaoanan said to the sect leader very calmly: "It's like an image, it's just a coincidence." Who drew it?"

The sect leader smiled mysteriously: "Here's the thing, I, the founder of the Yunshan Holy Sect, the first generation of the sect leader practiced in this Yunshan for ten years, and finally crossed the desperate ridge, found the cold iron chain on the Double Sword Peak, and climbed this Double Sword God Peak." Become the first person in Xinshu Mountain to find this peerless mountain. When the old man pushed open the palace gate, he found this abandoned world. Naturally, like Miss Lin, your Shushan martial arts, there are also many historical relics left over from Shushan that were destroyed in the past. Again, these monuments don't even leave the slightest clue, so let's speculate about what happened in Shushan seven hundred years ago. In addition to this piece of cloth, "The sect leader looked at Lin Xiaoan, and Lin Xiaoanli looked at the sect leader."

"This is something left over from the destroyed Shu Mountain seven hundred years ago?"

"Yes, our founders opened a cloud palace, and the only thing related to people found in this cloud palace was the portrait of this girl. ”

"So what?"

"So we think that this is the apocalypse, or a hint, a hint from the underworld—because this is the first token of our Yunshan Divine Cult. Our founding saint believes that only the sect leader, his successor in later generations, can have this portrait left over from the disappeared previous dynasty, this girl may have a lot to do with the once prominent cloud mountain, and the results of our fortune tellers in the past all indicate that this girl will come to the cloud palace again, and she will determine the rise and fall of our cloud mountain holy religion. ”

Lin Xiaoanan smiled and said, "The sect leader believes in divination?"

The sect leader said: "I don't believe it, I believe in physiognomy." ”

"Oh, then the sect leader has time to show me the face. ”

"I've seen it," said the sect leader, "Actually, when I first saw the portrait of Miss Lin brought from the rivers and lakes, I was convinced that Miss Lin looked like the woman in this painting that I had taught. Today, I saw Miss Lin herself, could it be that in the dark, the prophecy really came true?"

"And how is my face?" Lin Xiaoan, who didn't know how to take over the topic, asked casually.

"I can't say this for the time being, the sect leader asks for money to look at his face. The sect leader smiled, smiling very well, "The year before last, the sect had a month before last, and I didn't go out and didn't pay attention to the affairs of the sect, so that my subordinates guessed what kind of magic skills I was practicing, and they naturally didn't dare to ask" The sect leader looked at everyone in the main hall. "I'm going to tell you today, what was I doing in this Cloud Palace that month? By the way, Miss Lin, guess first?"

Lin Xiaoanan said: "The sect leader must be doing something related to this portrait. ”

"Clever, what about me, I hired a craftsman to restore the portrait, from the northern capital, his skill is high enough to reveal the will of heaven, I will give him a skeleton, he can look at the skeleton for three days, and then restore the skeleton's appearance before his death. Now that Miss Lin herself is here, it's time for this day to be broken. With that, the Sect Master pointed to the huge stone screen behind him. When Lin Xiaoanan looked back, there was only a huge banner hanging on the stone screen, and it was just a variety of canons of their Yunshan Sect.

The sect leader flicked his fingers, and the canon text fell, but behind it was a huge portrait.

"This is the restored blood-written portrait," the sect leader smirked, pointing to Lin Xiaoan's face, as if pointing to a secret in the depths of spring.

"Of course, although the original work was painted using fax techniques to be realistic, but after all, it was a bit sloppy, and I asked the artist to add some associations of his own based on the original, and finally restored it, and that's it. ”

The people in the main hall all looked at Lin Xiaoan, and then they all looked at the portrait on the screen. Then I looked at Lin Xiaoanvil again. Lin Xiaoanli looked at the portrait in his hand, and then looked at his own appearance in his memory.

It turned out that he really looked like the person in the painting on the screen.

The sect leader finally added: "This is the reason why I met Miss Lin today, and I am so courteous, I am convinced that Miss Lin is not an enemy of my Yunshan Divine Sect, but a person destined for my Yunshan Holy Sect. ”

Lin Xiaoanli carefully handed the blood-stained piece of cloth back to the sect leader, "The sect leader is really a storyteller, like a storyteller. ”

The leader said, "Look at the back." There's a story on the back. ”

Lin Xiaoanzu turned the canvas upside down, and saw a few lines of blurry and mutilated handwriting, most of which were unrecognizable. The leader said, "I have also found someone to restore these handwritings, and I will read them to you." ”

The Sect Master recited:

Written to Gu Weak for Amnesia:

Wuji meets, Shushan ten days. Suffering is shared, life and death are separated. Come to the giant ship, looking for the old man. This person will never forget this situation.

I am Gu Xiaowen, I must find Yan Ping.

After the sect leader finished reading, Lin Xiaoan's face had changed. She could see the word "weak text" on the canvas, and it was this "weak text" again. Lin Xiaoanzu remembered the Hidden Arrow he had picked up when he was young. Destined to be with her, and with this person from the previous dynasty - Gu Xiaowen - fate?

"Actually, we are also very close. The sect leader said to Lin Xiaoan.

Lin Xiaoan's faint smile: "To be able to meet so many masters of your sect here, everyone is fateful." ”

The sect leader said: "It's dawn, Miss Lin wants to be tired from the journey, freshen up, have a good rest, and discuss other things later, okay?" Lin Xiaoanzu stood up and wanted to salute the sect leader: "Thank you sect leader." When Lin Xiaoanzu said this, he thought in his heart: How did things become like this, they were mortal enemies, but now they are just right.

The sect leader looked at the sky outside the palace gate and said to himself, "It's dawn." ”

Sure enough, it was dawn. This place was originally in the sky, Lin Xiaoanli saw a line of blue sky, and the feeling of the past life hit Lin Xiaoan's heart again.

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