In fact, why did Wangyan Palace ask him to come here? Li Yunsheng asked the disciple who sent the letter.

However, the other party only said that the leader of the country wanted to see him and talk to him about the past.

“Reminisce about the past…”

While going up the mountain, Li Yunsheng lowered his head and said to himself.

Although the visitor only said it was a reminiscence, Li Yunsheng did not think that the Forget-Yan Hall was a reminiscence place.

The mountain road leading to the Forget-Yan Hall on the top of the peak seems to wind into the clouds, but for Li Yunsheng at this time, he only needs to take a few breaths and release his feet faster and he will be able to reach it.

However, after looking at the sky, Li Yunsheng found that it was not yet the appointment time, so he was not in a hurry. He immediately walked along the mountain road while looking at the scenery in the mountains.

He didn't know at this moment, just as he was walking in the idle garden, the Forget-Yan Palace was already in an uproar.

And just as he walked through winding paths through dense forest barriers, he came to the gate of the Forget-Yan Hall, and was about to climb up the steps, a silver-haired boy happened to walk down the stone steps step by step.

The two were about to pass by each other, the silver-haired boy suddenly stopped and looked at Li Yunsheng with curiosity:

"You can't be that Li Yunsheng, are you?"

"It's me."

Li Yunsheng was stunned at first, then looked up at him.

"Are you really Qiu Shui's disciple?"

The boy frowned and asked as if he hadn't heard Li Yunsheng's words.

"nature."

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

"Who are you?"

He asked the boy in confusion.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Go up, they are waiting for you."

The boy waved his hand.

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

"them?"

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng glanced at the Forgetful Palace near him, and then looked at the silver-haired boy who had walked away behind him.

"It seems that Master Song has invited me to reminisce about the past."

He smiled bitterly.

After saying that, he walked straight towards the gate of the Forget-Yan Hall.

…

"Why do I feel like I've seen this kid somewhere?"

Walking down the stairs, the silver-haired boy scratched his head and looked back at Li Yunsheng's back on the stairs.

"Forget it, don't worry, go find Zhao Xuanjun to play."

As he said that, he disappeared from the mountains with an ups and downs.

…

At the gate of the Forget-Yan Hall.

Seeing Li Yunsheng coming, the two guards in front of the door immediately wiped the sweat beads on their foreheads. Before Li Yunsheng could speak, they immediately stepped forward and said, "Young brother, go in when you come."

"well…"

Li Yunsheng nodded in confusion, then stepped over the threshold and stepped into the Forgetful Palace.

"It's really...reminiscing the past..."

As soon as he entered the Forgetful Palace, Li Yunsheng felt that the two pressures on both sides of the left and right sides were pressing towards him like a mountain to the sea.

A bitter smile appeared on Li Yunsheng's face unconsciously.

I saw that the 16 blessed places, one hall, three halls, five residences, and seven temples, the hall masters, the pavilion masters and the temple masters were actually here on both sides of the Wangyan Hall.

"Baiyun Temple Li Yunsheng has met the leader and all the uncles and uncles."

Li Yunsheng calmed down, and finally walked calmly to the center of the hall, and saluted Song Shuwen and the seniors without being humble or arrogant.

In the Forgetful Word Hall, he was the only junior at this time, so it was no exaggeration to say such a gift.

"Yunsheng, what are you here for?"

Li Yunsheng's words had just finished speaking. Before the head of the dynasty Song Shuwen could speak, an old voice asked in confusion.

Everyone turned around and found that the person who spoke was Jiang Baicao, the head of Baicaotang.

"Report to Master Jiang."

Li Yunsheng saw Jiang Baicao early, and he saluted again with expressionless face:

"The head of the sect asked me to reminisce about the past."

"Reminisce about the past?"

Hearing this, Jiang Baicao looked at Song Shuwen with a shocked look.

Seeing this, Song Shuwen looked embarrassed, and the Lord Liu Garden beside him almost burst into laughter.

"Oh... Yun Sheng's nephew is right. I was really just invited to talk to him. I didn't know that Master Zhu invited you and your senior brothers."

He smiled bitterly and sighed.

Although the people here have similar powers, no one can compare to Jiang Baicao in terms of seniority. Therefore, even Song Shuwen, who is the head of the sect, is extremely respectful to Jiang Baicao.

However, his words successfully shifted the finger and topic to Zhu Bailian of Xuanwu Pavilion.

"Zhu Bailian, what the hell are you doing? You used the Linghe Water to mow me over just to let me see him reminisce about the past?"

Jiang Baicao looked at Zhu Bailian and said coldly.

Jiang Baicao is not a fool. When he saw Li Yunsheng, he immediately understood what Zhu Bailian wanted to do. He suddenly regretted taking the half bottle of Linghe Water, but when he was short, he could only complain about it.

Most of the other elders in the Blessed Land were like Jiang Baicao, who were soaked by Zhu Bailian. Jiang Baicao could see it, so they could naturally see it.

"Mr. Jiang, don't be excited. I'll ask you to come here, just want you to give me a testimony."

Zhu Bailian was not angry at all.

"I have an apprentice named Shi Wenxuan. I died a month ago in Fengtai Mountain, which is in that wilderness. I believe everyone knows this."

When he said this, his expression became very serious.

"As the saying goes, life and death have a life, this is a very ordinary thing, but now someone slanders my disciple as a spy! In order to clear my disciple's innocence, he shamelessly invited you here to make a notarization for me."

He said indignantly.

"There is no evidence in death. How can you help you notarize it?"

The person who spoke was Yun Zhongzi of Song Taoju. He leaned on his seat with a lazy look on his face, as if he was not awake.

"Brother Yunzhong, you are so bad. This evidence is above my disciple's body after his death!"

Zhu Bailian looked at Li Yunsheng with a sneer and said:

"It was this son that day, claiming that my Wenxuan disciple was the spy of the demon clan, and then he was very vicious and cruel to join forces with the female disciple of Lingyun Pavilion to brutally kill my disciple! But the net of heaven is vast and unobstructed. Senior Sister Liu in Baiyuan found something in the wound on my poor disciple..."

He turned to look at everyone in the field and said with a sad and angry look on his face:

"It's turbid air! The only way to kill people that can leave turbid air in the wound is the magic trick of the demon clan, that is, the murderer who killed my disciple uses the magic trick! Do you understand now? This boy who keeps slandering my disciple as a spy in the demon clan, and is killing my disciple with the magic trick. How vicious!"

After saying that, Zhu Bailian turned his head and looked at Li Yunsheng again. His cold gaze was like a knife, cutting it at Li Yunsheng one by one.

Every word that Zhu Bailian just spitted out of his mouth exploded in Li Yunsheng's ears like lightning. The aggressive pressure made Li Yunsheng feel palpitations.
Chapter completed!