As he ran towards the cliff, Chen Changsheng saw many disciples of Nanxizhai rushing down the mountain along the mountain path, knowing that it should be the movement at the gate of the mountain. Among those disciples of Nanxizhai, he saw some familiar faces and felt a little relaxed, thinking that there should be no misunderstandings between the two sides.

Soon he came to the cliff. There were some pine trees growing among the white stone cliffs, and many extremely thin waterfalls hanging down. In front of the cliff was a large flat mountain. Behind the green trees, you could see countless beautiful buildings. It was the legendary Nanxizhai. If he came to visit normally, he would have a good appreciation, but now he didn't feel like this. After a moment of glance, he continued to rush towards the cliff.

There are no mountain roads on the cliffs, and dense forests or steep rock walls are everywhere. Even apes who are good at climbing will find it a bit hard to go up, but for Chen Changsheng, it is not too difficult.

He climbed up the cliff, gradually higher and higher, the mountain gradually steeper, higher and higher from the ground, and the clouds around him became thicker and thicker. Until he could no longer see the Nanxizhai below, he could not see the sky light above. He could only judge the direction based on his previous impression. He did not feel the difficulty, but instead felt a sense of intimacy.

When he was in Xining Town, he would occasionally follow his senior brother to the lonely peak in the depths of the clouds and mist outside the town to collect herbs, and he was very familiar with this environment.

I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds suddenly faded a lot, and the sky above my head became clearer and clearer.

Chen Changsheng was inspired.

The cold wind passed through the green trees and strange rocks between the peaks and fell on his face, with a little wetness inside.

The clouds suddenly dissipated, and his vision became extremely broad. Looking north, you could see the curved Tongjiang River.

This is the top of the Saint Maiden Peak.

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Chen Changsheng was very sure that Xu Yourong went into seclusion here, but he walked two times at the top of the peak and saw hundreds of ancient trees that he had never seen before, saw the stone on the edge of the cliff she mentioned in the letter, and even saw the cute green birds she mentioned in the letter, but he didn't see the cave.

Bai He didn't know where he went.

But at this time he had calmed down a lot. After hearing Xiao Zhang's words in Fengyang County, he was nervous and even a little anxious. After (afterwards, all the tension and anxiety had disappeared, because the peak was as she said in the letter, there was no change or any trace of battle.

What still puzzled him or was alert was that, logically speaking, Xu Yourong was in seclusion at the top of the Saint Maiden Peak. Even if it might take several years before leaving the seclusion, Nanxizhai would leave some disciples here to serve him. Otherwise, what if there was any problem in her practice in the cave and needed help?

He returned to the north of the peak, where there were several ancient trees and a very shallow pool, which was exactly where he thought it should be the cave. He made this judgment, in addition to the direction and scenery and the traces on the pond, the most important thing is that there are the largest number of inscriptions here and the oldest.

On the cliff of the top of the Saint Maiden Peak, inscriptions can be seen everywhere.

Those inscriptions were engraved directly, some of which were very familiar to him.

The inscription of the Heavenly Book Monument.

He heard Xu Yourong say that these were the inscriptions of heavenly books that the first generation of southern saints had handwritten from the Heavenly Book Tomb of Kyoto.

Unlike the rubbings of the takeaway from Li Ziyuan Inn, these inscriptions contain the supreme wisdom and supreme soul of the saint, and possess the true meaning of the Heavenly Book Monument. Nanxizhai's understanding of the Heavenly Book Monument has always been no less than that of the Li Palace, and in some aspects it is even better because they own these inscriptions.

Chen Changsheng found the inscription of Zhaoqing Monument on the cliff, reached out and touched it, and a cool feeling came from his fingers.

Those lines are no different from the inscriptions of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, but there are vaguely subtle differences.

These differences are not fallacies, but represent the first generation of saints' understanding of the inscription.

Chen Changsheng's understanding of the Heavenly Book Monument was far more than that of other monks, even those real geniuses.

Because his process of interpreting steles in the Heavenly Book Tomb is unique, and he always carries five Heavenly Book Tombs on his wrist.

Just touching it gently and feeling something, he knew that if he could carefully study these inscriptions on the top of the Saint Maiden, it would inevitably bring great benefits to his practice.

That's all for the future. He will first find the cave.

At this moment, he felt a slight vibration of the cliff rock on his fingers.

A faint breath that appeared and seemed to be there and not existed, came from the dense green vines.

He followed the breath and pushed away the dense green vines.

Behind the green vine is still a cliff wall. No matter whether you look at it or touch it with your own hands, you can't see anything unusual. Even if you smash it with a hammer, you can only smash countless rocks.

But Chen Changsheng knew that the cliff was not a rock, but empty. In other words, the cave of the Saint Peak was inside.

It’s not that he can see through the extremely high formations on the cliff, but because of the green vines.

These green vines are also a formation, not as powerful as the one on the cliff, but can also block the vision of the powerful people in the sacred realm.

Chen Changsheng was able to see through these green vines because he had seen them.

These green vines are Tonggu.

Tong Palace is a formation that he has seen in the Kyoto Palace.

He had seen these Tong Palaces transformed from green vines in Zhouyuan.

In Zhouling, Xu Yourong turned the tung bow in her hand into a tung palace, and the green leaves swayed in the storm. Even if she was seriously injured and about to die at that time, she was still strong.

Since these green vines are Tonggong, Tonggong bows, and her bows, then she should be on the cliff at this time.

It is obvious that Qingteng, who turned from Tonggong, knew who Chen Changsheng was, did not attack him, nor did he warn him, but he emitted a faint soft light, which was very beautiful.

Chen Changsheng looked at the green vine in his hand, thinking about the face he saw that white gauze fell on the Naihe Bridge that year.

In the wind and snow, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she emitted a faint soft light, which was so beautiful that it was hard to say.

He looked at the cold stone wall in front of him.

She is on the other end of the stone wall.

He is on this side of the stone wall.

If the eyes have real heat, the cold stone wall may start to burn at this time.

If this was a stone door, he could nudge it or tap it and ask if anyone is there?

No, even if it was a stone door, he could not push or tap.

He could only watch quietly like now.

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(Although Chen Changsheng has the potential and reason to be a monk, I will not let him do this.)
Chapter completed!