, once the snow falls, it will melt easily.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Fuyun Mountain. There were no traces of footprints around him and he couldn't tell where Fuyun Palace was. He could only feel which mountain was the real Fuyun Mountain through induction.

He came to the base of a mountain peak and looked up. He saw the overwhelming force, as if the mountain would fall down on him at any time, and he couldn't help but want to leave and hide.

"Li Wuji, Yunxiao Sect, pays homage to Palace Master Leng!" He slowly uttered a few words.

These words are like pearls and jade, floating slowly in the air, leading to the top of the mountain, condensing and not dispersing, drilling into the top of the mountain, breaking through the obstruction of clouds.

He frowned and didn't respond. It was obvious that the cold palace master didn't want to see him anymore and kept silent. This was not the style of a famous family.

Li Muchan didn't expect Fuyun Palace to do this, so he just shut the door. He sighed helplessly and spoke like a pearl again: "Li Wuji of the Yunxiao Sect has met Palace Master Leng!"

This sound became more and more grand and vast, like a bell ringing between heaven and earth. The sound was endless and rolling in the air.

At this time, even thunder could not cover up his voice. It was everywhere in the world, no one could not hear it, and it was difficult to avoid it.

Li Muchan paused for a moment, but there was still no response. He couldn't help but get annoyed, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "Fuyun Palace is the sect of swordsmanship. Is it possible that it is afraid that my Yunxiao Sect will fail? Even a small disciple of my Yunxiao Sect dare not

See, it really disappoints me!"

"What a Li Wuji!" A cold snort suddenly sounded in his ears, crisp and cold, and he said calmly: "Since you want to see me, come up here!"

"Thank you so much, Palace Master Leng!" Li Muchan said with a smile.

He waited quietly, when suddenly a basket hung down from the mountainside. The basket was about one foot in size and seemed to be made of purple bamboo, shining with a dark luster.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and without saying a word, he jumped onto the basket, and then the basket slowly rose, higher and higher, at a high speed.

Li Muchan lowered his head and looked down, but saw that the scenery slowly became smaller, the huge rocks turned into small stones, and soon white clouds floated in front of his eyes, covering his downward gaze.

The temperature suddenly dropped. Li Muchan raised his head and looked up, but he saw a giant tree growing diagonally outside the mountain wall, as if someone was sticking his head out.

And a round wheel is tied to the neck of the tree. One end of the rope is tied to the basket, and the other end is being pulled continuously. The round wheel rotates very fast.

This crooked-neck tree is getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger. It is a pine tree. It seems to be more than a hundred years old, but it is still full of vitality and shows no signs of aging.

He can feel the coming of life, whether it is a person or a tree, he can faintly feel it, and he knows that this tree will have no problem living for another two or three hundred years.

The aura of this world is rich. Not only do people live longer, but trees live even longer. It seems that the people who benefit the most are not people, but the trees.

"Bang!" The basket accelerated suddenly and suddenly hit the tree. Then Li Muchan saw the person behind the tree. She was a middle-aged woman in white, with a cold demeanor and sharp eyes.

Li Muchan cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Senior, thank you very much!"

"Come up!" the middle-aged woman said coldly.

She has good looks and can be considered a beauty, but she is not absolutely beautiful. With her cold temperament, people really dare not approach her.

Li Muchan floated off the basket and stepped on the flat stone surface. He glanced at it and felt quite shocked. He saw a majestic hall standing in front of him, surrounded by small buildings surrounded by arches, giving off a proud and soaring aura.

White clouds surround the main hall. At first glance, it looks like a palace in the fairy world. It is full of mystery and solemnity and is truly shocking.

Although Li Muchan's Yunxiao Sect is powerful, the mountain gates of Yunxiao Sect are small islands and have no momentum at all. Even though Yunxiao Mountain has been suspended in the sky, it is still far inferior to the momentum of Fuyun Palace.

Seeing Li Muchan looking around, the middle-aged woman didn't say much. She looked at him quietly and carefully examined his face. Seeing the shock on Li Muchan's face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Li Muchan praised: "It's better to be famous than to meet, what a Fuyun Palace!"

The middle-aged woman smiled faintly and said: "Li Wuji, Li Shaoxia, right? The palace master is waiting for you in the palace, please come with me!"

Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled and said, "Thank you. I haven't asked my senior for your name yet. I know Miss Dugu from your palace and senior Qu. I wonder if they are here?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman glanced at him and said calmly: "Dugu Meng? Qu Wanying?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Exactly."

"They are not on the mountain." The middle-aged woman shook her head, but her tone was gentler, and she said calmly: "When did you meet them?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "They are in the capital. I haven't seen them for a while. How are they doing?"

"They are practicing in seclusion." The middle-aged woman said calmly.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Practice in seclusion? Haha, Miss Dugu can also practice in seclusion, why not kill her!"

The middle-aged woman showed a smile and shook her head: "It was Junior Sister Qu who forced her to retreat."

She was sure that Li Muchan knew the two of them, and Dugu Meng was famous for being tired.

Last time, I took advantage of a letter from home and ran away without knowing she was coming back. In the end, I pissed off Junior Sister Qu, so I went down the mountain to personally capture her, and then they went into seclusion together.

Junior Sister Qu has put a lot of thought and worry into this Dugu Meng. The key is that this Dugu Meng has extremely good qualifications, but she doesn’t like to practice martial arts. Therefore, Junior Sister Qu is unwilling to give in and insists on her practicing to become famous. She will use any method.

I have no choice but to force myself into seclusion.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she became a little more friendly to Li Muchan: "Are you going to see them?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "I am here to deliver a letter to Palace Master Leng on the order of the sect leader."

"In this case..." The middle-aged woman nodded slightly: "Be careful what you say, the palace master has a bad temper."

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, this middle-aged woman, who had a cold face and a warm heart, actually reminded her, and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior."

The middle-aged woman did not mean to use a common name. She led Li Muchan through the flat and wide martial arts training field, came to the front of the main hall, and said in a loud voice: "Palace Master, Li Wuji is here."

"Come in." The cold voice sounded again.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Li Muchan and stretched out her hand to signal him to come in. Li Muchan pushed the door open and entered the hall. His eyes suddenly lit up. The hall was bright and spacious, which was not what he expected. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!