In fact, why did the Forgetyan Hall let him come over, Li Yunsheng inquired about the disciple who sent the letter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the other party only said that the acting head wanted to meet him and catch up with him.

"Reminiscing, ......"

Li Yunsheng went up the mountain while bowing his head and muttering to himself.

Although the people who came only said that they were reminiscing about the past, Li Yunsheng did not feel that the Forgetfulness Hall was a place to relate to the past.

The mountain road leading to the peak of the Forgotten Words Hall seems to be winding into the clouds, but for Li Yunsheng at this time, he only needs to take two breaths and speed up his feet.

However, after looking at the sky, he found that it was not yet the appointed hour, so Li Yunsheng was not in a hurry, and immediately walked along the mountain road like an ordinary tourist, while looking at the scenery in the mountains.

He didn't know at the moment that just as he was strolling around, the Hall of Forgetfulness had already exploded.

And just as he was about to climb the stairs from the winding paths, through the dense forest barriers, to the gate of the Forgotten Words, a silver-haired young man happened to walk down the stone steps step by step.

The two were about to pass by, when the silver-haired young man suddenly stopped, looked at Li Yunsheng with a curious expression, and said:

"You can't be that Li Yunsheng, right?"

"It's me. ”

Li Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at him.

"Are you really a disciple of Qiushui?"

As if he hadn't heard Li Yunsheng's words, the young man frowned and asked.

"Naturally. ”

The boy's abnormal behavior also made Li Yunsheng puzzled.

"You are?"

He asked the young man suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter who I am, go up, they're all waiting for you up there. ”

The boy waved his hand.

After saying that, he continued to walk down without looking back.

"Them?"

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng glanced at the Hall of Forgotten Words that was close in front of him, and then at the silver-haired young man who had already walked away behind him.

"It seems that Master Song didn't just invite me to catch up alone. ”

He smiled wryly.

After saying that, he walked straight towards the gate of the Hall of Forgotten Words.

...

"How do I feel, as if I've seen this kid somewhere. ”

Walking down the steps, the silver-haired young man scratched his head, looked back at Li Yunsheng's back on the steps, and said.

"Forget it, don't care, go to Zhao Xuanjun to play. ”

As he spoke, he rose and fell and disappeared into the mountains.

...

The entrance of the Hall of Forgetfulness.

Seeing Li Yunsheng coming over, the two guards in front of the door immediately wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads, and before Li Yunsheng could speak, the two immediately stepped forward and said, "Senior brother is here, go in."

"Good, good..."

Li Yunsheng nodded confusedly, and then stepped over the threshold and stepped into the Hall of Forgotten Words.

"It's... Reminiscing about the ......"

As soon as he entered the Hall of Forgotten Words, Li Yunsheng only felt that on the left and right sides, two coercive pressures were pressing towards him like a mountain to the sea.

Li Yunsheng unconsciously showed a bitter smile on his face.

I saw that on both sides of the Forgotten Words Palace, headed by the Xuanwu Pavilion, sixteen blessed lands, one hall, three pavilions, five residences, and seven views of the hall masters, pavilion masters, and viewers, actually came to most of them.

"Baiyunguan Li Yunsheng, I have seen the master, I have seen all the uncles. ”

Li Yunsheng settled down, and finally calmly walked to the center of the main hall, and bowed to Song Shuwen and the seniors without humility or arrogance.

In this forgetfulness hall, at this time, he is a junior, and it is not an exaggeration to salute like this.

"Yunsheng, what are you doing here?"

Li Yunsheng's words fell, and before Song Shuwen, the acting head, could speak, an old voice asked suspiciously.

Everyone turned their heads and found that the person who spoke was Jiang Baicao, the master of the Baicao Hall.

"Returning to Uncle Jiang. ”

Li Yunsheng had seen Jiang Baicao early, and he saluted again with an expressionless face:

"The boss asked me to reminisce about the past. ”

"Reminiscing?"

Hearing this, Jiang Baicao looked at Song Shuwen with a stunned expression.

Song Shuwen looked embarrassed when he saw this, and the owner of Liu Garden on the side almost laughed out loud.

"Alas...... Master Yunsheng's nephew is right, I did just invite him to reminisce about the old days, but I didn't know that the Lord of the Zhu Pavilion invited you and the senior brothers who lived there. ”

He said with a wry smile and a long sigh.

Although the people here have similar powers, when it comes to seniority, no one can compare to Jiang Baicao, so even Song Shuwen, who is the acting head, is extremely respectful in the face of Jiang Baicao.

However, his words smoothly shifted the spearhead and topic to Zhu Bailian of Xuanwu Pavilion.

"Zhu Bailian, what the hell are you doing? You brought me over with that Linghe water, just to let me see him reminisce?!"

Jiang Baicao looked at Zhu Bailian and said coldly.

He, Jiang Baicao, is not a fool, as soon as he saw Li Yunsheng, he immediately understood what Zhu Bailian wanted to do, and immediately regretted taking the half bottle of Linghe water, but he had a short hand, and he could only complain when he came.

Most of the rest of the Blessed Land Elders were like Jiang Baicao, they were all soaked by Zhu Bailian's soft grinding and hard work, Jiang Baicao could see it, and they could naturally see it.

"Elder Jiang, don't get excited, I invite you to come, just to let you help me testify. ”

Zhu Bailian was not annoyed at all.

"I have an apprentice named Shi Wenxuan, who died in the wilderness of Fengtai Mountain a month ago, and everyone must know about it. ”

When he said this, his expression became very serious.

"As the so-called life and death have fate, this is a very ordinary thing, but now someone actually slanders my disciple for which demon spy! In order to clear the innocence of my disciple, I shamelessly invite you here to make a notarization for me. ”

He said indignantly.

"There is no proof of death, how can you let me help you notarize?"

It was Yun Zhongzi of Songtaoju who spoke, and he leaned into his seat lazily, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Brother Yunzhong, what you said is wrong, this evidence is on the body of my disciple after his death!"

Zhu Bailian sneered and looked at Li Yunsheng and said:

"It was this son who claimed that my Wenxuan disciple was the demon clan's spy that day, and then very viciously teamed up with the female disciple of Lingyun Pavilion to brutally kill my apprentice......!

He turned his head to look at the people in the audience, and said with a sad and indignant face:

"It's turbidity! The only murderous method that can leave turbidity in the wound is the magic of the demons, that is to say, the murderer who killed my apprentice used the methods of the demons! Do you understand now? This kid who keeps slandering my apprentice as a demon spy is using the means of the demon clan to kill my apprentice, how vicious!"

After speaking, Zhu Bailian turned his head to look at Li Yunsheng again, and his cold gaze was like a knife, slashing at Li Yunsheng one by one.

Every word that Zhu Bailian just spit out of his mouth exploded in Li Yunsheng's ears like thunder and lightning, and the bursts of aggressive coercion made Li Yunsheng's heart palpitate.

However, after listening to his words, Li Yunsheng also understood what was going on in today's situation.