Passing through the vermilion lacquer gate, Deacon Wang led the people to a wide square.

The square is paved with a one-meter square bluestone slab, surrounded by a white marble railing on all sides, and the railing is carved with a thousand strange patterns and statues. The whole square is a hundred zhang square, and it is quite open and distant when you look out.

At this time, it was noon, and there were only a few people in the square, which seemed a little deserted.

"This is our morning training ground, if you are interested, you can come here every morning. "Deacon Wang is also a guide, introducing everyone. The morning exercise ground was very empty, needless to say, and then Deacon Wang pointed to the east direction and said, "This is the main hall of our Heavenly Palace, where the elders preach and solve doubts on weekdays. ”

Fifth, Tingyun looked in the direction indicated by Deacon Wang, and saw a majestic hall sitting majestically, the foundation of which was more than ten zhang higher than the morning training ground, and was connected by more than a hundred gentle stone steps. He looked up at the main hall, and suddenly felt that it was a golden splendor, and the golden glazed tiles pierced people's eyes under the sun's rays.

The outer wall of the main hall is bare with two columns with a diameter of five feet, and between the columns is the main entrance of the main hall. Looking at it from a distance of 100 feet, the people who came in and out were like ants, and I really didn't know how high and wide the door was.

The golden hall is not only imposing, but also beautiful.

The exterior wall is dominated by red, white and black, and a picture of the human body dancing is drawn on the wall. The proportions of those pictures are similar to those of the main hall, so even if the fifth hearing cloud is about a hundred feet apart, the contents of the mural can still be clearly seen.

"Those drawings are definitely made by everyone!" said one of the students.

"Guys, please. After a brief introduction, Deacon Wang turned to the left, not intending to take everyone to the main hall, but entering a small path.

Princess Allure, accompanied by Xu Hu and Jian Yi, has re-walked to the front of the team. I don't know what kind of psychology it is, the fifth Tingyun glanced at Princess Allure, and was surprised to find that Princess Allure's originally tied hair bun was actually dripping with sweat, and her smooth neck was densely covered with fine sweat, and her whole person also opened her peach lips slightly, as if she was panting, and she looked very tired.

"Isn't it Princess Allure who is the same as me, ...... on that stone step" Looking at the sweaty appearance of Princess Allure, the fifth Tingyun suddenly had a conjecture for no reason, but before the thought appeared, he was pressed back. What kind of person is the princess of Allure, how can she be as embarrassed as herself? Even he himself can't help but feel a little inferior.

If he compares it with others, such as Li Qinglin and You, he will definitely not have an inferiority complex. He will only objectively analyze his own shortcomings, and on the premise of recognizing the current situation, he will not be self-inferior, but there is a kind of "comparison" and unwillingness.

But compared with the princess of Allure, he somehow felt humble.

Maybe it's the difference in temperament, maybe it's the disparity in status, or maybe he hasn't seen the slightest clue that can judge the strength of Princess Allure herself, all kinds of reasons are possible, and maybe it's the result of the combination of all these reasons.

Oh, who knows?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that the princess of Allure was also looking at him. At the moment when he lost his mind just now, he stared at Princess Allure without blinking, which made him quickly retract his gaze, a little weak-hearted, and he didn't dare to meet Princess Allure's eyes.

The fifth Tingyun walked at the back, his eyes and nose and nose and heart, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the walls of the main hall, but he did not dare to cast his eyes to the front of the team. He looked at the main hall of the Bedong Heavenly Palace, which was covered with gold tiles and carved beams, and felt the hazy and dazzling atmosphere in the daylight, and suddenly had the idea that the Imperial Palace Ouchi was nothing more than that—even though he had never even set foot in the Divine Kyoto.

Passing through the sheep intestine trail and bypassing the morning exercise ground, Deacon Wang led everyone into a small forest. The trees in this forest are different from those at the bottom of the mountain, which is dominated by evergreen broadleaves, while here pine trees predominate. Occasionally, small squirrels swooped over everyone's heads, attracting the group of Shenjing geniuses chasing after them, who had seen pets in cages, but had never seen such squirrels jumping actively between the branches.

The pine forest did not grow long and soon walked out. After stepping on a few road stones, everyone saw a row of wooden houses not far ahead, and behind the wooden houses was a large bamboo forest. The breeze blows, everyone only hears the rattling of bamboo leaves, and the fragrant fragrance comes to the nose, which is refreshing.

Despite Deacon Wang's guidance, the students all ran over.

The fifth Tingyun came to the front of the wooden house, only to see the plaque in the most central room, engraved with four small seals of "Yaochi Xiaoju". It seems that it is good, this is the place where they will stay for the next few days, thinking about the Fengyu camp outside the gate of the East Palace, he is already very satisfied with this condition.

Under the plaque, the left and right sides are engraved with the words "Breeze welcomes, green bamboo sends guests", but it is also very comfortable.

"You have come from afar, please rest here for three days. Three days later, it will be the Yaochi Club, hoping that everyone can achieve their ideal results and leave. When Deacon Wang had finished speaking, he returned the way he had come.

The students chose their own houses, and after settling down, they actually played games in the pine and bamboo forest. When I first arrived, I was a child of 12 or 3 years old, 13 or 4 years old, so how could I not play and play?

Fifth, Tingyun picked a relatively remote room, stood in front of the window and looked at the figure of the young man running in the bamboo forest, sighed: "The young man doesn't know what it feels like to be sad", then closed the window and began to meditate.

At dusk, the Bedong Heavenly Palace specially sent disciples to deliver food, and everyone was not worried about starvation.

There was nothing to say for a day, and early the next morning, when the sky was just dawning, the fifth Tingyun got up, carried the sea silk sword bag on his back, pushed open the door of the house, and went into the pine forest. Yesterday's meditation allowed him to gradually stabilize in the Four Heavens, but it is not enough to stabilize his cultivation, his right hand is useless, and the most important thing now is to practice the left-handed sword!

Finding a secluded place, he pulled out the Liren Sword, and just like when he first learned the Seven Styles of Lijian, he used his left hand to dance all the sword moves in front of the Seven Styles of Lijian. If it's rusty again, then do it again, it's easy to make mistakes again, then continue, except for the occasional breeze in the pine forest, there is only the sound of the boy's panting and the sound of the sword tearing through the air......

After dancing about ten times, he found that he had completely gotten rid of the initial feeling of rustiness, and even the sword spirit praised him as "ethereal in the sword style, and he was already a small member of the sword seven styles". You know, when he first practiced the sword with his right hand, he didn't make such rapid progress!

"One law, ten thousand laws. I have mastered the Seven Styles of Lijian in my right hand before, but now I have changed to my left hand, I don't need to start from scratch, as long as I overcome the feeling of rustiness, I can quickly master the left-handed sword!" After dancing again, he quietly analyzed himself, although his left hand is not as flexible as his right hand, it is enough to satisfy him, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before he can practice the left-handed sword.

This situation couldn't help but make him feel good, he thought that there would be a lot of difficulties in changing hands to practice swords, but he never expected that he would be able to solve the problem in one morning.

"Hah!"

Just as he was rejoicing, a red sun in the east jumped out of the clouds, shedding a thousand rays of brilliance. At the same time, a chorus of cheers came from the direction of the main hall of the Biedong Heavenly Palace, and he knew that the morning training of the disciples of the Bedong Heavenly Palace had begun.