Yan Lin and Jiao Shuyu did not stop all the way, and it only took a few days to come to the Dai'an Peak Mountain Range. They walked on the winding mountain path, one in front of the other. The path is narrow, and the surrounding vegetation grows freely and skews towards the center of the path, so that the path looks like a green promenade at first glance.

But it was on this path that they encountered a strange thing.

For some reason, there would always be small pebbles falling in the shade of the trees, and they only fell on Yan Lin, and from time to time they would drill into the hem of his clothes. After doing this a few times, Yan Lin stopped and looked around. If it is said that a bird or beast passes by and brings down a stone, the stone should not have eyes and only attack itself.

However, at this time, Jiao Shuyu passed by him and said lightly: "Keep walking, don't pay attention to the stone." ”

Yan Lin caught up with Jiao Shuyu in three or two steps: "It must be a master, aren't you afraid?"

Jiao Shuyu asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know, you know what?"

Jiao Shuyu shrugged: "Yes, who is it? Leave it alone, keep going." As he spoke, he lifted the weeping willow in front of him and walked forward without distraction.

Since Jiao Shuyu felt that there was no big problem, Yan Lin trusted her, so he began to ignore Xiaoshizi. Soon, a deep and loud voice came from nowhere: "The mountain god is here, report his name." ”

"Ignore him. Just when Yan Lin was speechless, Jiao Shuyu pulled him up and continued to walk forward.

At this time, they saw a lotus flower suspended in the air in the distance, and a person sitting with his back to them on the lotus flower. The man said: "The doll is arrogant, and when you meet the mountain god, you don't bow down?"

Even Yan Lin recognized the person, and he didn't know where the anger came from, and said with a slight annoyance: "Master Yihua, does this kind of thing match your identity?"

Master Ichibana turned his head and smiled, not at all feeling that he had just behaved like a child.

The three of them talked about the recent situation during this period of time and the reason for coming to Dai'an Peak as they walked forward.

It turned out that Master Yihua also came for the festival of Wanyin Temple, but he didn't expect to meet Yan Lin and Jiao Shuyu on the road.

According to what he said, he went to Mobei during this time and appreciated the boundless grandeur of heaven and earth, and he didn't pay attention to what happened in the immortal cultivation world at all. If it weren't for the invitation he received from Duan Hong, the head of Wanyin Temple, he might have to go north.

When he knew that Yan Lin had been expelled from the sect, he seemed disapproving: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't forget Master Ciyi too much, what does it matter if you don't have the name of a disciple of Wanyin Temple?"

Master Yihua's words were not coarse, and Yan Lin felt half a point better in his heart. But his mood was still a little low: "But now the world thinks that I am a big unfilial person who violates the rules during the mourning period, and I am afraid that I can't even go to the festival of my master and sister." ”

"Why? Isn't there no threshold, and anyone who wants to mourn can go?"

"Duan Hong won't allow me to go," Yan Lin said stupidly, "If I show up at the festival, it will be Wanyin Temple's connivance with unscrupulous people, and it will attract a lot of discussion." ”

"So what? If Duan Hong doesn't let you go, you won't go?" Master Yihua asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I naturally want to go, but after all, it is the festival of Wanyin Temple, and Duan Hong is now the head of the house, and his words have weight. I thought maybe I could sneak in...... Miss Jiao, you should be familiar with the terrain of Dai'an Peak, can you help me?"

Master Yihua rushed in front of Jiao Shuyu and said, "What are you slipping on, you should go in openly." If you follow the old monk, I want to see who dares to stop you. It's just-" Master Yihua said to Jiao Shuyu: "Girl, can't you go......?"

Jiao Shuyu is still a traitor to Dai Anfeng now, so naturally she can't show her face at the festival, she bowed her head and said, "I won't take this risk, you go." ”

Master Ichika put his hand on Yan Lin's shoulder and swaggered forward, as if all the problems had been solved.

The three of them came to the foot of Dai'an Peak in the early morning of the next day and settled in an inn.

There are many immortal gates that come to mourn the people of Wanyin Temple, the famous ones live on the Dai'an Peak, and the small sects are looking for accommodation at the foot of the mountain, and almost every inn is overcrowded, and it took a long time to find a leaky guest room.

After wearing linen and filial piety, Yan Lin and Master Yihua went up the mountain.

Yan Lin had never felt that the road up the mountain was so long, and every step was extremely heavy. Because it was a condolence, the people who went up the mountain around him also had a calm face, and the depression of the surrounding atmosphere made Yan Lin feel panicked.

Master Ichibana was of course the one who tried to stir up the atmosphere, but no matter how much he joked Yan Lin didn't laugh. Later, when he saw the strange eyes of the people around him, he also gave up, and his face squeezed out sadness.

Sure enough, there were no roadblocks on the road, and there was no obstruction along the way until you came to Xiaonan Tianmen.

Master Yihua, as one of the top three cultivators in the world, should have been a person that everyone knew, but because he came and went in a dashing manner, many people in Dai'an Peak didn't know him, but they knew Yan Lin, a "rebel". Seeing that Yan Lin was coming, someone secretly ran to report, and after a while, Duan Hong came angrily and asked, "Do you still have the face?"

"Why doesn't he have the face to come?" Master Yihua replied, "It is natural for the apprentice to mourn the master, if he doesn't come, he will be really disloyal and unfilial." ”

Yan Lin didn't participate in the argument between Master Yihua and Duan Hong, he just looked at the altar from afar.

The milky white altar is now sparsely populated, and only a little nun from Wanyin Temple is left to slowly light the candles. Half of the people in Wanyin Temple died on the way back to the mountain, and the other half of the people were directly burned into scorched earth, all of which were gone, and only the rank could be placed on the altar for people to pay tribute.

There are more than 200 people, and the rankings are stacked and full. Those vivid faces turned out to be lifeless, and thinking of this, Yan Lin's nose was sour.

During the controversy, the news of the arrival of Master Yihua has reached the ears of the major leaders. Yu Jun saw Master Yijie coming in a hurry, and after greetings, Duan Hong said to Yu Jun: "Alliance leader, Yan Lin violated the rules of the door during the mourning period after all, if he is tolerated at this time to pay tribute to the ancestor, how will outsiders not say that my Wanyin Temple connived at the rebels?"

Master Yihua argued with Duan Hong again in front of Yu Junjian.

After all, this matter is the internal affairs of Wanyin Temple, and Master Ichijie feels that he cannot speak, so he has been silent.

However, Yu Junjian didn't seem to think so, and when Master Yihua and Duan Hong couldn't hold each other, he said categorically: "What Master Yihua said is also reasonable, Master Duan doesn't have to insist." ”

As soon as Yu Jun saw this, Duan Hong wanted to refute but restrained himself. During this time, Duan Hong deeply experienced the pain of sending people under the fence. Even a matter like a festival that should have been decided by the head of Wanyin Temple now has to look at Yu Junjian's face.

For Yan Lin, these arguments are all about the left ear going in and the right ear out.

His eyes were gloomy and fluctuating, like a pool of water, and the ripples gradually rose.

Suddenly, mourning and music began, and the festival officially began.

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Yan Lin on this side is participating in the festival of Wanyin Temple, and Jiao Shuyu on the other side has been leaning on the window to read for a long time. Seeing that a red sun was about to set in the West Mountain, and the light of the remnant sun shone directly through the window, Jiao Shuyu put down the books he had read in his spare time.

The town is no longer bustling at the beginning, and Jiao Shuyu is about to leave the window, but he finds something abnormal in the alley not far away. Her eyebrows jumped slightly, she went straight out of the window, walked quickly into the alley, and found the code of Baili Jiuzhai.

The code pointed to a corner in the alley, and Jiao Shuyu found a small note after looking for it.

The note was written by Han Gui, saying that he had not found the "Bodhi Sutra" in the East China Sea, and asked her to meet in the bamboo forest outside the town and return to Miaojiang together.

Baili Jiuzhai messengers often mark many similar codes and notes where the other party may be, and the other party only needs to find one of them. This note should have been written many days ago, and I have been keeping it here, but fortunately, I found it.

Unfortunately, the meeting time is tonight.

If Master Yihua and the others come back late, they may not be able to see this last side, Jiao Shuyu thought to himself, slightly sad. She looked at the direction of the main peak of Dai'an Peak, the young man with a smile on his face was finally about to officially face the death of his relatives, I wonder how he is now?