Soon after, a disciple from the outer gate came to answer him.

When you enter the sect, you can see disciples wearing the same clothes back and forth, and they all wear white jade bamboo leaves around their waists.

The disciple who answered the meeting led them into the courtyard called the Death Garden, and told them that they would rest here today, and that they would not run around in the door, and that they would lead them to the main hall tomorrow.

After receiving the disciples and leaving, the group divided up to find a comfortable room to rest.

Le Zheng is naturally in the same room with his brother Le Zhengji.

After entering the house, Le Zheng also lay on the collapse without any image.

"I can finally breathe a sigh of relief." He said.

Le Zhengji was naturally tired enough, but he was very strict with himself, so he took off his shoes in a regular manner, glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and closed his eyes to meditate and adjust his breath.

Le Zheng also lay down for a while, and when he saw his brother meditating, he didn't bother him, and went out of the room lightly.

You can't run around the door, at least you can stroll, he thought to himself.

This Bai Gate is divided into three peaks, if the Bai Gate Hall and the square is a main peak, then these three peaks are suspended behind this hall like a guardian saint of the suspended island, each has a pontoon bridge, for people to come and go.

The three peaks are all respectively, Bamboo Garden, Lingque Pavilion, and Futai.

However, the peak opposite the pontoon bridge is hidden by the cloud curtain on the top of the mountain, looming, and it is impossible to see the scene inside.

Le Zheng naturally doesn't know these now, so he is wandering around.

It is possible that after today, it is estimated that there will be no chance to visit this first sect in the future, how can I let go of such a good opportunity.

Leisurely across the pontoon bridge, into the semi-hidden floating peak, a bamboo forest in front of the eyes into view, cobblestone paved path, gurgling water, a quiet.

He followed the trail.

Half a day.

You can see the corner of the waterwheel, and from time to time you can hear the bamboo tube adding water, and the crisp sound is knocked out at intervals, which is not elegant.

Three or two cranes stand in the shallow stream, so comfortable, like a fairyland.

An elegant bamboo house, located in the courtyard deep in the bamboo forest, is full of various flowers and plants, colorful butterflies hovering above, and the chimney of the bamboo house has cooking smoke rising.

Apparently someone lived there again, but its owner was nowhere to be seen.

The whole scene is elegant and wonderful, and Le Zheng only feels that he has stepped on the wrong place and entered the painting.

He pinched his face, and it was really painful.

I didn't expect that there was such a fairyland in the Bai Clan Gate on the top of this mountain.

When I reached the top of the mountain, it was already evening, and the night was also rushing to the court.

The sound of rustling water came to his ears, and he followed the sound to the back of the bamboo forest.

There is a spiritual pond behind this bamboo forest, look left, look right, and don't wait for him to finish sighing.

The sight that caught his eye made his ears burn red.

In the clear spirit pool, the green silk floated in the water, and then it was lifted to the shoulder, leaking out of the white back, and stained with fine water droplets.

Le Zheng also took a deep breath, he didn't know that it was a woman who lived here, and he thought straight in his heart, don't look at indecent things, it's a sin!

At this time, he neither advanced nor retreated, and accidentally stepped on a branch under his feet between retreating, and the sound of breaking was extremely embarrassing at this time.

The shoulders of the people in the pool trembled, as if they were excited.

People were bathing in the spirit pool, and they probably didn't expect anyone to enter here, so they weren't too vigilant.

He didn't turn his head, but raised his hand lightly and popped the blind eye of the water droplet behind him, hitting the eyes of Le Masaya, but there was no intention of stabbing him blindly.

After all, in this sect, there are no other idle people except for the beginner disciples.

But the water droplets also shot with spiritual power, and Le Zheng only felt a sudden pain in his eyes.

He was not far from the edge of the pool, and suddenly lost his vision and sense of direction, and walked forward a little two or three, and his feet were empty.

Plop –

I saw that he fell into the spirit pool, splashing quite high, feeling that he had hit someone, and the person who was hit may have snorted because of the pain of being hit, but the pain in his eyes made him not have time to hold his breath at all, and he didn't care too much, choked on the water of the spirit pool, and there was no air to breathe, and a feeling of suffocation hit, and he drowned in the water and fainted.