The splendid Xuanyuan Tower does not look like a sect building, but more like a super-large palace where the emperor lives.
Bright red wooden pillars, crystal clear glazed tiles, and the nine moving owl kisses on the top floor.
He didn't know if it was because of dazzling eyes, but Yang Yi always felt like they were looking at him.
Xuanyuan Tower has nine floors in total, and each floor is the same size.
One of the floors is uninhabitable, and there are three training rooms on each floor, namely spiritual power, divine power and immortal power training rooms.
Each training room has an unlimited supply of corresponding power. This is impossible for ordinary sects and costs too much.
But for the wealthy Mingshan Sect, this is not something to worry about. The only thing to worry about is that practitioners who practice for too long may become possessed.
There is also a lobby and a conference room on the first floor, which are used to entertain guests and discuss various matters.
Walking into the hall, he looked at the environment in the hall to see if there was anyone else. Yang Yi didn't want to get into trouble on his first visit.
But surprisingly, there seemed to be only one front desk lady and no one else.
The young lady at the front desk was wearing a pure white dress and looked as harmless as the innocent lady next door.
He walked to the front desk obediently, said hello with a harmless smile, as innocent as a six-year-old child.
"Hello sister, I'm here to check in."
Obediently handed over the identity token and the room number plate given by Wang Xuan.
The young lady at the front desk in white clothes looked down at Yang Yi with a smile, revealing two small tiger teeth, and a strong demonic aura suddenly rose from her body.
His eyes began to change into vertical pupils, his smile was sweet but his eyes were looking at Yang Yi coldly.
He plopped down and sat down on the ground, cold sweat gushing out like spring water. What, what, did I say something wrong?
He chuckled, "Don't be nervous, I won't eat you just because you are a mortal."
The look in your eyes doesn't seem to say that, hey. That's the way you look at prey.
He stood up awkwardly and looked at the young lady in white again.
I don't quite understand what she wants to do.
"Just find a room and stay by yourself. You don't need to find someone to register. That's not what I do."
The voice was so cold that it made him tremble.
Only then did Yang Yi realize that this place didn't seem to be a front desk, but a place similar to the security room. There were several mirrors behind the white-clothed witch, and the mirrors reflected the conditions in each training room.
It seems that those who enter the practice room are subject to certain supervision to prevent accidents.
"Oh, sorry, bye"
After saying that, he quickly picked up his luggage, picked up the token on the counter, and ran away.
"Tch, a mortal child is really useless." His cold face was full of disdain.
"Who hasn't come from this stage?" A voice sounded, but no one could be seen. "He is only six years old."
"I have been on the battlefield since I was six years old." The young lady in white retorted.
"After all, he is a demon. There is not war everywhere. At least." The voice paused, "He is much better than when I was six years old."
Then the sound stopped and the hall returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
...
Yang Yi had already reached the second floor and looked at the room number, Room 204.
Walk into the lobby on the second floor, walk to the left, and soon reach Room 204.
Why does it feel like a student dormitory? There are public halls, and the room numbers are similar to the university dormitories I have studied in my whole life.
But logically speaking, there wouldn't be many people living here.
At least I didn't see many people along the way.
He took out the room number plate and inserted it into a groove on the door of the room. A small circle of light lit up and spread from the groove to the entire door.
With a click, the door opened.
As if he was shocked when he suddenly heard that his father was a multi-millionaire, Yang Yi, who was standing at the door, fell into a sluggish state looking at the huge space inside.
This should be a small cave paradise! The sun was hanging high in the sky, and a few cranes could be heard faintly from the mountains and flowing water not far away.
The huge martial arts arena and the tall buildings behind it both demonstrate the heroic spirit of the Mingshan Sect.
Suddenly I thought of Gushan again. It stands to reason that the configuration of Gushan should not be worse than here, but I don’t know how to use those resources and I don’t know what resources there are. It is really a waste!
I looked at this small cave paradise again, and I didn’t know what it was called. Forget it, let’s call it 204.
With a sad face, he looked at this large building and martial arts arena. Fallen leaves had already covered it with a thick layer. How long would it take to clean it?
He stood there with a miserable face and was at a loss.
Can anyone help me?
Do you believe in miracles?
At least he believed it when he saw Guan Xiaorou squatting at the corner of the stairs looking at him with a half-smile. The appearance of that smiling face that didn't deserve a beating was the most beautiful moment in the world for him.
"Aww, couldn't you come out earlier? Do you know that I was almost scared to death down there. Woow."
A certain young lady downstairs frowned.
Yang Yi rushed over and hugged Guan Xiaorou tightly, refusing to let go.
With a look of disgust on her face, Guan Xiaorou pushed him away, looked at him with disdain, and then patted her clothes, disgusted that he had soiled herself.
"Who knows when you will come, just be kind enough to wait here."
Looking at Yang Yi who still looked aggrieved, his heart softened and he comforted softly.
"Don't be afraid. Sister Yan Yu is actually very gentle. She just likes to scare people. You don't have to be afraid!"
A certain young lady downstairs nodded and smiled.
"Can't you wait at the door?"
"Don't push yourself too far, hey."
"Tsk, you are the only one who still thinks of yourself as a father! Shame on you." Guan Xiaorou muttered in a low voice.
Yang Yi was very embarrassed after hearing this, but it was actually true. He had never been a father, and I didn't even have a wife yet!
"Bring me the room number plate."
Guan Xiaorou took Yang Yi's room number plate and made a spell. The number plate was spinning in circles in front of him.
Then Guan Xiaorou waved her hand, and the number plate flew into the sky. A small magic circle appeared, and the light began to shine on this small cave.
And those fallen leaves and dust began to melt as quickly as snow meeting the morning sun.
In just a few seconds, the entire 204 was completely like new.
The two of them walked into this extremely open martial arts field and looked at an extremely tall palace-like building standing in front of them. This was a palace complex with three courtyards.
The tallest ones are at the front and the smaller ones at the back.
It should be a format of "sleeping in the front and sleeping in the back".
There are also a variety of artifacts to assist training, including puppets and various weapons.
