“Over here used to be the Zither Pavilion with extremely beautiful sceneries. At night, to be able to enjoy the moon and play the zither, how wonderful is this matter?”
“Uhh…”
Nan Huairen couldn’t endure and gently whispered:
“Big brother, this place is the Ghost Pavilion. At night, there will be ghostly matters… Yo-you, you are still in the mood to play the zither?”
“Smelly brat, don’t ruin my mood; hurry up and go!”
Li Qiye, a thirteen year old boy, called Nan Huairen a brat, seemingly like an old grandpa, but Nan Huairen happily smiled and ran away.
At the moment when the two, master and disciple, were arranging matters, Li Shuangyan also followed and especially observed this Ghost Pavilion. She carefully analyzed it, without letting go of a single detail.
Li Shuangyan currently watched the four large pillars inside the grand hall, and she was in a daze. The four large pillars were made from ten thousand year old Jade Pine. After countless years of baptism, they were without any sign of deterioration. On top of that, each of these pillars were densely packed with veined patterns. Actually, not only the four pillars were covered with these patterns, the entire Zither Pavilion was covered in these patterns, but the pattern’s colors were very faint. If one did not focus, it was essentially difficult to see.
Li Shuangyan, a genius with a Saint Fate Palace and Emperor Physique – no matter where she went, she would be the heaven’s proud daughter. As she watched these patterns, she immediately felt that they were extraordinary. A genius like her was meticulously analyzing, wanting to see through the mysterious truths inside. However, during her observation, she found that these patterns were not Dao runewords or magical incantations. She couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was a mystery indescribable by words inside.
“Do you see anything special?”
Li Qiye went next to her, and he comfortably smiled at Li Shuangyan who was observing the patterns.