Early in the morning, Xiaochen came to the gate of Jiannan Courtyard in Jianwei Valley and transmitted the sound inside.

"Tell the master, Thirteen wants to take the cliff order and go down the mountain to practice!"

According to the time calculation, the master should have been hangover last night, and now he is still a little confused. Kang Xiangong's apprenticeship for Sun is also quite legendary, Xiaochen has also heard of it in his previous life, Kang Xiangong begged for thousands of words, and found a trace of fairy fate for his little grandson, and then this Kang Shaoliang also lived up to expectations, and he was extremely suitable for the practice of swordsmanship.

"Just while he is still awake, let him answer his request, and I can take the document down the mountain." Xiaochen pondered.

Disciples of Yamen who are not yet 18 years old are not allowed to go down the mountain and receive the cliff order without authorization, unless they are approved by the master and given the seal of the text.

The specific speculation about this statement is that they are worried that the disciples in the sect will be lost in the red dust before they are young and playful, and their hearts will not be cultivated, forming an irreparable Dao heart disaster.

Jian Weigu was also disturbed by the sound transmission at this time, last night's Tianxian drunkenness was worthy of being a mid-grade spirit wine in the Xuan Rank, which made people have an endless aftertaste! It's just that the only downside is that the dizziness is unstoppable after drinking it.

"Huh? It's the thirteenth sword, and you want to borrow the text to go down the mountain? Jian Weigu covered his head, he had a good impression of Jian Thirteen recently, and he waved his hand without thinking about it, and agreed.

A golden light flew out from the Jiannan Courtyard, carrying a "good!" from Jianwei Valley. Word.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and took the document with Qingxin Peak written on it, and on the back of the document was the name of Jian Wei Gu, so he carefully put it away, and said respectfully: "Master Xie, Thirteen retires!" ”

Located at the junction of the trestle bridges, the cliff hall is a bottomless pit underneath, and after crossing the wind-blown "clattering" trestle bridge, a seven-story building made of ebony comes into view.

The iron trestle is a conscience, the cliff is a warning, and the text is used as a recommendation, the ruthless cliff is indeed meticulous for the protection of the disciples of the sect, and the disciples who can't pass these three levels might as well join the outer sect, and it is better than dying meaninglessly in the battle for the fairy road.

And the Cliff Hall is the place where the disciples are given tasks for training in the Ruthless Cliff, and it also warns every disciple of the sect who receives the cliff order to think twice before doing things.

"Huh? Strange breath disciple, which peak? The old man in linen, who was sitting on the stone block on the edge of the trestle, asked before he opened his eyes when he noticed Xiaochen approaching.

"Meet Elder Zhang, the disciple Sword Thirteen, and the registered disciple of the Qingxin Peak Sword Weigu Sect." Xiaochen also did not slack off at all, and said with his hand.

"First time receiving a cliff order?" The old man continued to ask, his attitude was not deliberately targeted, this was just a normal inquiry, after all, every year, many disciples would confidently accept the task, and in the end there was no news.

"Yes."

The old man in Mai opened his eyes slightly, and a sword intent swept out of it, and the strong wind that drove it shook the trestle violently.

Seeing that Jian Thirteen was still standing on the violently shaking trestle bridge, not chaotic at all, standing straight like a green peak, and the whistling wind swept up the white robe, but he did not shake his firm posture at all, and thoughts flashed in Elder Mai's eyes: "It is rare for a disciple with such a heart to come. ”

He nodded secretly, and then spoke, "The first time you take the mission, you need a paperwork. ”

Xiao Chen felt the weakening of the wind around him, and he was also relieved, and came back to his senses again, how could there be a howling wind around him. Immediately understood that it was just a trace of Dao Illusion just now, Xiao Chen stretched out his hands and respectfully handed over the text, saying, "Please Elder Zhang to verify." ”

The old man in sackcloth took the document in his hand and probed it, then threw it back, closed his eyes and said no more, like a sculpture on a stone, motionless.

"Elder Xie!" Xiao Chen bowed to Elder Mai, and then walked into the cliff hall.

"All I can take is the White Cliff Order, it doesn't matter, just choose a distant one, each Cliff Order has a time limit, if the deadline is exceeded, it will be re-listed." Xiao Chen pondered, and finally received a cliff order to recover the property, judging from the nineteen written at the number of circulations, there must have been many disciples who had tried before, and in the end they all failed.

"The theft of the spirit stone in Lancheng, the spirit stone used to worship the ruthless cliff in Lancheng was lost for a year, and there has been no news so far, but the beacon in the spirit stone has been located in Lancheng, which shows that the ban on the spirit stone bag containing the spirit stone has not been broken, and there is still the possibility of recovery, I hope the disciples of the ruthless cliff will assist in the investigation together."

Removing the cliff order, Xiaochen walked to the cliff hall, communicated with the people in the hall, and wrote down the information.

Liu's main book is written: Canglan calendar 106896 the tenth day of the ninth month, Qingxinfeng's registered disciple Jian Thirteen revealed the theft of Lancheng spirit stones, the deadline is until the tenth day of October, the task reward is 200 spirit stones, and the task failure is paid with the same number of reward spirit stones.

After coming out of the cliff hall, he handed over the document at the outer gate of the ruthless cliff, and Xiaochen walked down the ladder of the ruthless cliff step by step.

There are 9,999 steps in the ladder.

Once when he was 7 years old, Xiaochen climbed up step by step, each step was knee-high at that time, no one would help, if anyone died of exhaustion on the ladder of seeking the Tao, it could only mean that that person had no chance with the fairy road.

"And now, I'm going down one step at a time."

In a trance, Xiaochen seemed to see the flesh and blood blurred self climbing on the stairs, step by step, just to pursue the ethereal immortal fate.

What can a child know? No, it's the obsession of children that makes people move.

Every day, there will be an old man on the ladder to clean and put down food, and when he wakes up after being extremely tired every day, there will be fewer companions around him.

Either tired or tear-stained, they are eternally stuck on the ladder of seeking.

"Asking the question without a heart, seeking the Tao is wrong, stepping into this open road of cultivating immortals, my generation of monks, when the heart of the Tao is stable."

"The road is long and obstructive, don't ask about the return date, don't look back." As he stepped out step by step, Xiao Chen felt that his Dao heart was becoming more and more firm.

...

It wasn't until noon that Jian Lanxin got up with a yawn, thinking that he watched the moon in the middle of the night with Brother Thirteen last night, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Quickly got up and observed his face shallowly in the bronze mirror, his facial features were delicate and small, and his face was somewhat heroic and feminine.

Wrapping the bandages on her body, Jian Lanxin hummed a song and walked to Jian Thirteen's room, it was too late last night, she fell asleep in the side hall, and the cultivators were not so particular, just a couch and a thin blanket.

"I'm going to visit Master tomorrow..."

Thinking about how to speak to Shizun, Jian Lanxin knocked on the door, and when he saw that there was no movement, he waved his hand and pushed the door open.

The furnishings in the room are still the same, clean and tidy, every item is neatly placed, but there is no figure of him in the room, just when Jian Lan was puzzled, she saw several letters on the left hand side of the entrance, which were carefully sealed with wax oil, and each letter seemed to have a name written on the surface.

At this time, Xiaochen had already walked a considerable distance, and counting the time, they should have also found the letter they left behind.

"Reminiscing about the past is like a passing cloud; Sigh and leave the song, people will eventually have a farewell. Sighing at the words, Xiaochen did not stop because of this.

Jian Lan's cheerful expression suddenly froze, and his hands slowly stretched out to the letters, a total of six letters, and sure enough, he found the one with his name written on it.

"Jian Lan's heart is enlightened."

She stretched out her slightly trembling hands and quickly opened the letter.

"Lan Xin, I'm about to embark on the path of seeking, I'm sorry for not saying goodbye. I have always kept in my heart the promise of that moonlit night. Remember: practicing together is the right way, space is alienated, time is wasted, if you and I are fated, we will eventually meet again. ”

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. ”

"Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the magpie bridge. If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight! ”

After reading the letter, Jianlan Xindou's big tears could no longer be controlled and dripped down.

She felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and slowly remembered the verses that Sword Thirteen had left behind.

Then she carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the letter, solemnly put it away, and said, "Lan Xin has been waiting for you, Brother Thirteen..."