The Shenyin Pavilion is different from other sects, and the disciples in the pavilion practice martial arts, and they also cultivate other Qimen Dunjia.

Therefore, there are many strange people and strange things in the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

If you want to attack the Divine Hidden Pavilion, you must pass through those machine formations, which is far from being as simple as Cangshan, directly Chen Bing at the foot of the mountain, and besieging Cangshan.

"This man is so strange, how has he been going around here for so long?"

"Could it be that there is some trick against our Divine Hidden Pavilion?"

"It's hard to say. A few days ago, the Northern Army Chen Bing Cangshan, the night ghost was born, and the world became more and more chaotic. ”

"yes, there's anybody. Looking at this person is the flow of well-dressed beasts. ”

"Mm-hmm, we need to be careful, too."

The disciples patrolling the mountain watched from the formation, but the voice reached the ears of the middle-aged man outside the mountain without landing at all.

This person was none other than Li Haomiao, who had been in the realm of the Divine Hidden Pavilion for several days, and he was just wandering around the border every day, occasionally looking towards the highest peak outside a few mountains.

Li Haomiao retracted his gaze, and his inexplicable emotions turned into a sigh.

Yan Duyan...... If you bore me a daughter, why didn't you tell me?

Li Haomiao only had this one thought in his heart. But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't speak.

In the end, what happened back then was wrong with him, and what kind of face did he have to question Yan Duyan.

In the attic on the top of the Shenyin Pavilion in the distance, Yan Yi listened to the report of the disciple who patrolled the mountain, saying that there was a person watching the Shenyin Pavilion at the boundary of the earth.

On weekdays, Yan Yi didn't care about these things, but after knowing the person's appearance and dress, she became a little interested.

Since returning to the mountain, Yan Yi has gone to the pavilion on the top of the mountain more often, inquiring about the people Yan Duyan is worried about, and wants to find some clues from the other party's words.

Yan Duyan didn't want to talk too much, and always kept silent.

There are not many people in the 100,000 mountains who know that Yan Yi is Yan Duyan's biological daughter, and even those who know the truth in the Divine Hidden Pavilion are only a handful.

Everyone thought that the holy maiden of the Divine Hidden Pavilion was picked up by Yan Duyan from outside.

At first, Yan Yi thought the same way.

Later, when I learned the truth, I was a little resentful of Yan Duyan.

Yan Yi walked towards the mountain, for some reason she was nervous in her heart, and her steps became messy. It's like a student waiting for results after an exam.

Li Haomiao, will he be my father?

Yan Yi once asked Yan Duyan about his father, and the answer he got was - he was dead.

For this fresh stranger, Yan Yi had a trace of inexplicable emotion in her heart.

On the top of the mountain, the woman in purple sat in front of the window, and the tea utensils were placed, and the mountain spring water was boiling in the pot, gurgling and bubbling out of the water bubbles.

Yan Yi pushed the door in, and when she came here, she was the only one who didn't need to be informed.

Yan Du didn't raise the cigarette butt, lifted the purple clay pot, and slowly poured the clear mountain spring water into another vessel.

"Good mood. It seems that he has let go of the person who remembers. ”

These days, Yan Yi often talks about these, and inadvertently mentions the people in Yan Duyan's poems.

And Yan Duyan has always been silent, responding to Yan Yi with the calmest emotions. She didn't even admit that the person in the poem was Li Haomiao.

Yan Yi sat down opposite Yan Duyan. These two extremely good-looking women, reflecting the bright spring scenery of mountains and rivers, is a rare beauty.

Yan Duyan poured tea for Yan Yi, and a smell of tea poured into Yan Yi's nose.

At this time, Yan Yi said: "I heard from the disciple who patrols the mountain that there is a person outside the boundary of the Shenyin Pavilion who has been here for a few days. I sounded like Li Haomiao was here. ”

Li Haomiao!

These three words made Yan Duyan's hand tremble.

Yan Duyan's eyes looked at Yan Yi, verifying the authenticity of Yan Yi's words.

But in this trance, the fragrant tea soup has overflowed the teacup and merged into a stream on the table.

Yan Yi seemed to grab the little tail of the woman in purple, and said with a smile: "Look, your heart is in turmoil." ”

Yan Duyan's beautiful eyes blinked, covering up the panic in her heart.

She looked down the mountain, farther down, trying to find the man through the dense forest.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, what is the appearance of that chic and free boy now?

But this is a little bold. He had already barged in.

"So, is he my unmasked daddy?"

......

......

After a stick of incense, Yan Yi walked out of the mountains and forests and came to Li Haomiao.

The two glanced at each other, no longer in the same calm mood as when they first met. The two of them had a lot of speculation in their hearts, but they hid this near-truth speculation in their hearts, and no one wanted to take the initiative to mention it.

"Senior Li." Yan Yi wore green clothes and said respectfully.

Li Haomiao looked at Yan Yi for a moment, and several complicated emotions appeared in his eyes.

Yan Yi was born handsome, with a lot of free and easy refreshment. Those big bright eyes seemed to let Li Haomiao see the Yan Duyan back then.

At this moment, Li Haomiao was extremely sure that Yan Yi must be the daughter born to Yan Duyan.

But is she my daughter?

Seeing that Li Haomiao didn't speak, Yan Yi continued: "Senior Li came to the Divine Hidden Pavilion for what? ”

A figure like Li Haomiao came to the Shenyin Pavilion in person, and it was not appropriate for the pavilion master not to come to greet him.

Li Haomiao opened his mouth and did not make a sound. He didn't know what kind of emotions to use to face Yan Duyan.

After a long time, Li Haomiao said with a little difficulty: "I want to see your pavilion master." ”

......

Under the meteorite cliff of Yanyun Mansion, a touch of spring breeze hit, but it was a little bleak, and people couldn't help but pull their clothes.

The whirring wind came from among the cliffs, with some sadness.

Yu Zhi looked up at the cliff sent into the sky, it was really like a palm reaching into the sky, and his hand could pick the stars.

"Holding the sun and the moon in your hands, you can pick the stars." Yu Zhi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Isn't it more appropriate to call it Star Picking Cliff?" ”

Wei Wuji said: "Young master, this is a bad word. ”

The three of them all looked at Wei Wuji and listened to each other continue: "I said before that countless stars have fallen here throughout the ages, and no one knows the reason, so this place is called Meteorite Cliff. Listen, are these winds like the wails of the fallen stars? ”

Hearing Wei Wuji say this, several people couldn't help but nod their heads subconsciously, and the more they listened, the more they felt that the howling wind was full of endless grievances.

"But it's also very special. In Yanyun Mansion, there are many peaks and cliffs that are higher than the Meteorite Cliff, but I have never seen so many stars falling into it. What's even more bizarre is that no one has ever seen the cliff of Meteor Cliff. ”

The corners of Yu Zhi's mouth twitched, and his whole body trembled, as if a yin wind swept from behind, and he said, "Today, I will make this the graveyard of Mr. Three!" ”

There is only one way to the Meteorite Cliff, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the cliff, it is like following the meridians on one arm to the palm of the hand.

There were no human tracks along the way, even wild beasts were scarce, and the unsightly road was overgrown with weeds.

After a few steps, the four of them could only dismount and move forward.

Wei Wuji walked at the forefront, spear out of the way, removing obstacles in the way.

Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan walked in the middle, and Wuhua followed last. In Wuhua's own words, once an accident happens, the little monk's golden bell jar can still block a few points.

The Meteorite Cliff is a dense forest, and even sunlight is difficult to penetrate into it. There is a strange and eerie atmosphere everywhere in the dark mountain forest.

The yin wind gusted, blowing in the ears of the four people.

"Young master, Mr. Three must be prepared this time, young master must be careful." When Wei Wuji stepped into the Meteorite Cliff, he began to worry.

According to what he meant, at least Li Haomiao must accompany him on this trip to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

But Yu Zhi didn't listen, Yu Zhi always felt that Li Haomiao had done enough for himself. Going all the way north from Nanzhou Capital, I should have been content.

For Yu Zhi, Li Wantong is an extremely important person.

For Li Haomiao, what about Yan Duyan?

"Master Hou rest assured, the killer on the monument will not dare to do anything to me, otherwise Uncle will definitely settle the account after the autumn, slaughter all the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun, and bury me with them."

Yu Zhi's confidence comes from Li Haomiao.

After all, no one dared to take the threat of a kendo master as a joke.

Yu Zhi pretended to be relaxed and said: "As long as the killer on the stele doesn't make a move, I don't have anything to fear." ”

The four of them walked for a long time and saw a potholed area.

This is the mountainside, the stars have fallen, and the meteorites that have not burned have smashed on the mountainside.

The pitch-black meteorites are large and small, the large ones can reach tens of meters in diameter, and the small ones are no more than the size of a fist.

These large and small meteorites have been corroded a lot by wind and rain for countless years, and have also formed a strange stone forest.

Yu Zhi looked at these pitch-black meteorites and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He bent down to pick up a fist-sized meteorite on the ground and weighed it.

This meteorite was much heavier than the stones on the ground, and it was several times heavier.

The meteorite forest obscured everyone's view, and the mountain wind blew into the forest and let out a long howl of a lone wolf.

"There's something weird about this meteorite forest." Wuhua said.

He has practiced Buddhism since he was a child, refining his mind with Sanskrit sounds, and his Buddha heart is not stained with dust, and his perception of everything in the world is also more keen.

"It's hard to say, since it's to lure me over, it's not an exaggeration to say that there are traps everywhere on the Meteorite Cliff." Yu Zhi said and threw the meteorite in his hand.

At this moment, several figures appeared from above a large rock.

"You think too much of yourself." Mr. Three said with a sneer.

Beside Mr. Three is Li Wantong, who has not been seen for nearly a month. At this time, Li Wantong was a little haggard, and this month's rush made her already weak body even weaker.

Yu Zhi looked at Li Wantong and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He didn't pay attention to Mr. San, but said, "Wantong, you don't have to worry. I'll get you out. ”

Li Wantong saw Yu Zhi again, with tears in her eyes, and nodded towards Yu Zhi.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

Mr. Three said in a cold voice again: "What a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, let you go to Huangquan today." ”

Wei Wuji flipped his wrist and said angrily: "Dog thief, it's not your turn to run rampant!" ”

Wei Wuji just wanted to pick up the gun, but saw Mr. San choke Li Wantong's throat. As long as Mr. San gently exerts force, he can tear Li Wantong's throat apart.

There are hostages in his hands, and Mr. Three is more confident when he speaks.

"Yu knows that you come up alone, otherwise, I will kill Li Wantong first!"