The smaller half of the Taiping Palace is still in the capital. Going further, you can go deep into the steep and steep ancient Canglong Mountain behind the capital.
At first, there were some normal palaces and pavilions, but later on there were ingenious and magical works. The strange but majestic pavilions always appeared in unexpected places.
Among them, pavilions, mountain paths, black stones, and spiritual grounds all highlight the profoundness and unknown of the ancient sect. There are also flying cranes, soaring sacred deer, walking crocodiles, and strange wooden airships and locomotives.
The clothes of some passing disciples also changed from Confucian shirts to special green robes, white robes, and black robes, and their expressions were cold and indifferent, as if they were otherworldly.
My wife, Ji Jiuwei, walked in front, looking like an old mother who was teaching her son: "Shanxia is a member of the Taiping Palace Mingtang, with average talent and varying martial arts. Most of them deal with the children of court ministers and hard-working seekers. The realm is eight or nine." He ranges from being a junior master to a minor master. He calls himself a student and a master.
On this mountain are the real disciples of Yin Tang. They are all outstanding ones, claiming to be disciples and saying they must be masters!
There are more than 8,300 students in the Ming Hall and more than 1,100 disciples in the Yin Hall!
There are three Supreme Elders in Yintang, one Palace Master, and sixteen elders, and my mother is one of the elders! "
"OK."
Xin Zhuo's eyes were still lingering on the surrounding buildings, his eyes shining slightly, as if he was looking at something rare.
The couple walked up the Yangchang Mountain Road for about half an hour, and arrived in front of a palace building with a unique style. On the door plaque full of ancient charm, there were three characters "Douyun Palace" with flying phoenixes, and three small characters "Ji Jiuwei" next to it.
I wrote it myself, with good writing skills.
"master!"
Before the couple entered the door, six young men and women inside had already bowed to greet them, looking extremely obedient and respectful.
Two little girls in green clothes, two young men in black clothes, and two women in white clothes.
The two green and two black realms are ordinary. The two white-clothed women are powerful and powerful. The one with a delicate face and graceful figure has reached the Grand Master realm. There is a faint flow of water around her body, which is a bit mysterious.
The other one was a fat girl with a pair of rabbit teeth that couldn't cover her lips. She had a straight face and looked a little funny, half a step into the realm of a great master.
Presumably these two are Shui Qingliu and Zhuge Jun? A female figure among the top ten young men?
"Mom, you need to take a rest and play by yourself."
Ji Jiuwei pinched Xin Zhuo's cheek, then looked at a girl in green, "Bao'er, clean the room with your junior brother!"
After saying that, he walked into the main hall.
All the disciples greeted Xin Zhuo one after another and called him Junior Brother, and then dispersed, leaving only the girl named Bao'er, who was fourteen or fifteen years old and half-stepped into the Junior Grandmaster realm. It seemed that the youngest had finally become a Senior Sister, and she was a little excited. , took Xin Zhuo's hand: "Let's go, senior sister will take you to a room!"
"Well……"
Xin Zhuo looked at her in surprise, "Is your wording inappropriate?"
Bao'er blinked: "Is there anything wrong with opening a new home and moving into the house to sleep in?"
"Great! That's exactly right!"
The room is not big, but it is fully equipped with tables, beds, bronze mirrors, etc.
Bao'er made the bed and giggled happily: "Are you really the master's son?"
Xin Zhuo crossed his arms, showing no interest: "Can such a thing be false?"
"We always thought that no man could be worthy of a woman as beautiful as a fairy, as pure as a pure jade, and as talented as Master. We never imagined that our son is already so old, even older than me."
Baoer laughed and said, "Your father must be very powerful, right?"
Therefore, children are too simple-minded and do not understand the meaning of simple and profound communication. Xin Zhuo ignored it, placed his luggage, and his thoughts flew to the buildings outside.
Bao'er was still chattering unconsciously. At this time, the bed was made and a fragrant naan was thoughtfully stuffed. Looking back, he seemed to feel the need to show off his senior sister's dignity. He put his hands on his waist and puffed out his cheeks. She was quite cute. : "Hey! Although you are the master's son, you are still the little junior brother. Call me senior sister. From now on, senior sister will take care of you!"
Not only do I not want to call you Senior Sister, I also have the urge to beat you to tears!
Xin Zhuo sat aside and said seriously: "Is it so easy to be my senior sister? My senior sister must be extremely smart and have a superior IQ. In this case, I will test you with a question."
Baoer became more energetic: "Tell me, your senior sister, I am smart."
"There is a pig named Wo Zai, a donkey named Xiao Ming, and a cow named Ah Huang." Xin Zhuo asked seriously: "Do you remember clearly? What is the cow's name?"
Bao'er didn't seem to expect that the question would be so simple, and said without thinking: "Ah Huang."
"What does the donkey call?"
"Xiao Ming!"
"Where's the pig?"
"Lie down!"
"Again? Where's the pig?"
"Lie! Ah you..."
Bao'er finally reacted, with annoyance and shame on his face, his eyes were covered with mist, and he ran out with a "uh" sound.
Boring! Combat power is too low.
Xin Zhuo stretched out, lay down, and looked at the ceiling. He had observed when he first came here that there were thirty-six palaces and strange monuments nearby. I'm afraid it would be inconvenient to go further away. The distance was too far. After all, this Taiping Palace was not My advice is to test the waters with these thirty-six tonight. If it works, we will follow up on the others.
The day after tomorrow is the day of Fengtian Tower Fantasy, and there are still two days left.
Unknowingly, I got lost in the lake.
I don't know how long it took, but Bao'er's voice sounded next to him again: "Junior brother, wake up, let's have dinner!"
The "dining hall" is in the front hall of master Ji Jiuwei. Yes, every elder of Taiping Palace cooks and eats for himself.
Xin Zhuo arrived, and all eight members of the disciples were present. My mother was sitting in the chair with a cold look on her face, showing no emotion. The other disciples were standing straight, looking at their noses and noses, looking at their hearts.
Quite similar to that.
Following Ji Jiuwei's order, they each moved quickly, trying briefly, and observing the master's face at all times.
What do you say about this meal? Boil it with clean water and coarse salt. It has little oil and salt, and is bland and tasteless.
Xin Zhuo really didn't want to swallow it. At this moment, he saw my mother taking an examination of the martial arts of the disciples, asking them questions with words, and testing them with their true energy.
The six people looked cautious and answered one by one.
In the end, Xin Zhuo thought that my mother would test him, but to his surprise, she just threw a booklet to him.
The expressions of the remaining six disciples changed instantly, full of envy and jealousy.
Xin Zhuo opened it and glanced at it. It turned out to be a detailed topographic map, the Fengtian Tower Magic Mirror Topographic Map.
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As night falls, the surroundings of the palace are quiet, and there is no such hustle and bustle as the wells in the capital city far and near.
A figure flashed strangely, reaching the top of the palace, and poured down "a ladle of water".
In another flash, he reached the edge of the steep peak outside the palace, and then he couldn't help but stop.
There was someone standing on the way down the mountain ahead!
