After listening to what Burning Quinoa said, although Yi Han was drunk and in a trance, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Just as he was about to say some words of comfort, when he looked up, he saw that the burning quinoa had fallen to the side, and he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

After a moment of solitude, Yi Han's eyes slowly closed, and he leaned against the wall and sleaned on the wall.

For those who practice, whether they are drunk or not, can be done from the heart. Yi Han was the same, but he didn't use his spiritual power to force the drunkenness out, but let the wine rise to experience the blurred artistic conception that seemed to be real and illusory.

Although there is only this courtyard within a radius of dozens of miles, through the orange halo of spiritual fire, the corresponding white earth presents a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

When Yi Han woke up, it was already sunny, and the combustible quinoa was no longer in the house.

"Burning quinoa?" Yi Han called, but no response came.

"Huh?" Just as Yi Han lowered his head, he suddenly saw a piece of paper with handwriting on the table.

"Brother Yi, yesterday's overnight drink was the happiest thing I have ever felt since I can remember, thank you. ”

"This piece of jade was given by my deceased father, and he once said that this is my companion jade, and told me to keep it for a good life, but in my hands, it has been coveted many times, and it is not guaranteed. Burning Quinoa knew that he was weak and had no ability to hold this jade, so he gave it to Brother Yi as a gift of acquaintance. ”

"Yesterday, after life and death, I was terrified, and I knew the injustice of this world, so I also wanted to find the opportunity to enter the Tao, and one day, I would no longer be bullied. Say goodbye without saying goodbye, and hope that Brother Yi will forgive. ”

Yi Han read it, stunned, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, Yi Han put down the paper and picked up a piece of jade that had been placed under it. He had seen this jade jue before, and when he was in the cave, he was taken away by the fierce young man of the ancient ink garden.

"Companion Jade ......" Yi Han rubbed it in his hand a few times and muttered. The jade is lacking, and I can't see anything unusual, but the jade quality is excellent, and I think this is also the reason for the grabbing. This jade was a precious thing for burning quinoa, and although it was useless to Yi Han, he still carefully put it away.

"What's next?" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from behind Yi Han.

Yi Han pursed his lips and thought for a while, and said, "Now that I am still in the northern secluded place, maybe I should go to the Ancient Ink Garden." ”

"You just injured the disciples of Gu Moyuan yesterday, and now you are going to their sect, isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger and rushing to die?"

"A sect's mountain gate is full of maze, they have been abolished by me to cultivate, how can it be so easy to find a way back to the sect to report the news, even if they can go back, only with that injury, they have no spiritual power, I am afraid that they will have to recover for more than a few months before they can act. ”

"And...... Sister Hua, you still don't know, after you carried the thunder tribulation for me and fell asleep, Li Xuance, the owner of the Ancient Ink Garden, once saw through my fake identity. Moreover, he also invited me to the Ancient Ink Garden to talk about it, although I don't know why, but I think it should be related to the mask you transformed for me. Yi Han replied.

"Impossible, unless I reveal this art of painting my face, I will never be understood!" As soon as he heard Yi Han's words, the immortal in the painting said categorically. However, after a few breaths, the fairy in the painting appeared from the picture scroll, revealing irrepressible excitement, and said to Yi Han, "What you said is true!"

Yi Han looked at the expression of the immortal in the painting and nodded in some surprise.

"Ancient Ink Garden... Gu Mo, there is only one possibility, is it you, Mo Immortal ......" In the painting, a hint of anticipation suddenly appeared in the fairy eyes, but the voice of the words gradually lowered, and in the end it was almost inaudible.

"What could it be, who is it?" Listening to the intermittent muttering of the fairy in the painting, Yi Han didn't hear it clearly, and asked, but there was no response. Yi Han shrugged his shoulders, he was no stranger to the performance of the immortals in the painting.

"That Ancient Ink Garden...... Are you still going?"

"Go!"

After locking the wood door of Burning Quinoa's residence tightly, Yi Han began to trek again. He had been given a map that recorded the locations of some sects in the south and north of Xinjiang, and after roughly determining his location, Yi Han followed a direction and walked straight away.

Crossing the mountains and streams, stepping on the complicated terrain, Yi Han is also appreciating the magnificence of Vientiane.

Three days later, Yi Han stopped on a cross-cutting avenue, and on the road beside him, several pedestrians looked hurried, some on foot, some on horseback, as if they were in a hurry. Strangely, next to these pedestrians, there was a child of twelve or thirteen years old.

Yi Han was puzzled, walked forward quickly, stopped an older man on a horse, and asked, "Old man, where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Of course it's the Ancient Ink Garden, today the gate of the Ancient Ink Garden is wide open, and the ordinary young people with cultivation talents are widely accepted, and we all came here after hearing the news!" The old man replied briefly to Yi Han's question, and when Yi Han wanted to ask something, the old man seemed to be impatient, and said to Yi Han, "Get out of the way quickly, if my young master delays the hour because of you, you can't afford to be offended!"

After saying that, the old man drove Yi Han to the side, took a carriage behind him, and left quickly.

"It seems that if you follow them, you can go to the Ancient Ink Garden. Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Yi Han smiled and immediately followed. In fact, it wasn't just that he was happy, along the way, he was worried about how to enter the Ancient Ink Garden. If he was invited by the lord of the garden, the disciples guarding the mountain gate on the other side would definitely drive him out as if he were a madman, because no one would believe that the lord of the dignified faction would invite him to talk to a little-known monk.

But now, Gu Mo Yuan recruited disciples, but it happened to provide an opportunity for Yi Han.

Half a day later, Yi Han stopped at the foot of a mountain that looked like a long snake and was thousands of feet long. The mountain steps are steep, and countless people are standing at the foot of the mountain, and the young man who follows them is trembling and climbing upward, and at the end of it, it is the mountain gate of the Ancient Ink Garden. This is also the reason why Gumoyuan opened the mountain gate, otherwise it would be more difficult for everyone to find it here than to climb to the sky.

Yi Han stepped forward and prepared to move forward, but suddenly, his body suddenly froze, and he said to the fairy in the painting: "Sister painting, now I'm afraid that I'm wanted again, so I'd better change my makeup, so as not to cause extraneous branches." ”

"No, just go in, maybe this place can really let us settle down and rest. The fairy in the painting spoke, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"I hope everything is safe!"

Yi Han didn't hear the excitement in the tone of the immortal in the painting, he raised his head and looked at the end of the mountain steps, hesitated for a moment, and walked upward. He didn't know what the fairy in the painting found here or what he relied on, but after all, no matter what, the fairy in the painting wouldn't harm him.

In the process of moving forward, Yi Han saw that he had been struggling to climb for many years, and some had even stopped in place and were unable to go up again. For ordinary people, this mountain step is also a test of heart and perseverance, although they still have the talent to check when they reach the mountain gate, but if they can't get to the mountain gate, then they don't even have the qualifications to be checked.

Yi Han could feel that at the end, there was a looming power of exploration that was always hovering on the mountain steps, in order not to arouse suspicion, Yi Han removed the cultivation fluctuations on his body, maintained a slow speed, and climbed up with everyone.

Next to Yi Han, there was a little fat man covered in jewels, and every time he took a step, the flesh on his face trembled a few times. Yi Han looked familiar, and suddenly remembered the carriage he had stopped earlier, and the young man was sitting in it.

Before he had gone far, the little fat man was out of breath, and after a while, he finally sat down with sweat on his cheeks. And while he sat down, his hand grabbed Yi Han beside him violently.

"This little brother, my father is a famous businessman in Yunze City, if you can help me reach the top, I will promise you any conditions!" After walking for a long time, the little fat man found that Yi Han seemed to have infinite strength, but when others were gasping, his face did not change, and the little fat man was envious at the same time, and he gradually had the intention of asking for help in his heart. And his promise is not unbearable.

Yi Han's expression froze, and he immediately turned his head to look at the little fat man, he didn't expect that the other party was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he learned to take advantage of this set, and laughed, Yi Han nodded. With his physical strength to conceal his cultivation, it is really not difficult to take a person through this mountain step.

"There are people on the top of the mountain to investigate, this little fat man will not be unaware, and after he wants to reach the top, he still has a way to cover up this fraud. Yi Han said in his heart, and then pulled the other party up.

"Under the surname Wan, the name is Jin You, today I have the help of the little brother, I will remember it!" the little fat man Chong Yihan said gratefully, and his face also showed a sense of flattery.

"Ten thousand catties of travel...... It's really a good name for a pun!" Yi Han was stunned for a moment when he heard the name told by the other party, and then sighed in his heart.

In this way, Wan Jin You was dragged by Yi Han and embarked on the future step by step again, but this scene was seen by others in the same company, but they were immediately dumbfounded, and then scolded secretly.

But Wan Jin You didn't seem to see everyone's strange eyes, held his head high, and walked comfortably through the mountain steps.

Finally, an hour later, both of them came to the mountain gate, and looked back at the mountain steps they had walked through, and the back ridge immediately chilled. Such a steep staircase actually came up.

Yi Han was looking around, a huge cliff stone seemed to have been cut down and placed here, and it was engraved with the three big characters of Gu Moyuan like splashing ink.

Behind the cliff is the stone fence of the courtyard, and below, five monks in black and white robes are standing, their hands shining brightly, checking what the young man has arrived.

In front of the two, there were already more than a dozen people who took the lead in reaching the top, Yi Han and Wan Jin You saw this, stood at the back of the team, and lined up.

In the process, some people showed joy, some people showed the depression of losing the election, and after a while, it was the turn of Wanjin You.

"Next!" Wan Jin You heard the shout, and hurriedly ran a few steps in front of the five people.