"Do you see the palace made of fairy jade in front of you?" Li Daochun pointed in front of him, and Zhao Zimo nodded.

A trace of emotion flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, but fortunately, no one found it, and he didn't sigh, and said directly: "Don't go in, that's where the ancestor will live when he goes down to earth."

However, you can choose one of the other courtyards......"

Zhao Zimo was stunned, and looked at the seven exquisite courtyards, which were also beautiful, although compared with the Immortal Palace, it was simply a world of difference.

But he had read novels, and he had never heard of that disciple, after entering the sect, he could live in such a good place directly, he thought that Li Daochun had come to take him to apprentice, so that he could see this scene, but he found that he seemed to think of something wrong.

He didn't know if he felt that his sect was too awesome or too generous, but he was a little silent.

Looking at Zhao Zimo, who was stunned, Li Daochun suddenly smiled domineeringly: "My Pure Yang Sword Sect is very large, but the number is not large, only more than a thousand people, but my Pure Yang Sword Sect is also one of the best existences in the entire Dongzhou.

As for the true disciple of my Immortal Peak, counting you, who has not apprenticed, there are only three people in total.

And the true disciples live on the mountain, the inner disciples live on the mountainside, and we have no outer disciples in Chunyang.

As for the apprenticeship, don't be in a hurry, wait for the poor road to choose a good day and auspicious day, if the ancestor has a spirit, maybe you can also descend to the luck of you, so that your future will be smooth sailing......"

When Li Daochun said this, his tone was a little sad, and Zhao Zimo didn't dare to ask why......

And this middle-aged Taoist, Li Daochun, who is famous in the entire Jiuzhou, is not explaining, after a little hesitation, he let him choose the third small courtyard, let him stay here for a few days, drink the spiritual spring outside the courtyard when he is thirsty, and pick the spiritual fruit on the tree when he is hungry, but the cloud crane that lives in the Immortal Peak must not eat indiscriminately......

It's not that he's afraid that he can catch Yunhe, but he lets Yunhe peck to death, which is not beautiful.

In short, don't provoke any spirit beast in the entire Immortal Peak, because you can't beat it.

………………

Li Daochun talked to him for a while, then stopped accompanying him, and left here step by step in the sea of clouds, Zhao Zimo saw this future master, and only walked into his small courtyard when he couldn't see his back.

This courtyard is not big, and there is no decoration, there are three houses in total, he walked into the leftmost is the house, this is a study, the study room has four treasures, especially on the bookshelf next to it, there are hundreds of Taoist scriptures in turn, and even a lot of Confucianism.

Some of these sutras have been turned over a hundred times, because the pages are slightly yellowed, but the texture is clearly good, because they are not damaged.

Zhao Zimo, who cultivated the Tao with Zhang Sanfeng, easily felt the natural breath of the Dao, and it was obvious that these Taoist scriptures would naturally be contaminated with some breath if they were read by people who had achieved cultivation for a long time.

Zhao Zimo didn't dare to turn it easily, for fear of damaging these treasures, which means that he didn't know, if other cultivators had this opportunity, they would all be able to put it in their arms, and then hold some of them, carry some on their backs, and take them away.

Because many of these Taoist scriptures are unique, plus the books get along with these immortal-level characters all year round, they will also be contaminated with their breath, and they will accumulate over time, especially those books that are placed on the bookcase all the year round, if they can maintain the upper quality, they are simply priceless!

Take out a page and tear off a page of paper, and you can draw a superb talisman.

It's a pity that this Zhao Zimo, who came from a small place, doesn't know anything about it, but he just feels that cultivating in this place is definitely more than a thousand times stronger than in Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain.

He casually picked up an inkstone and padded it, feeling very heavy.

I brought it close to the tip of my nose and smelled the ink, there was a vague fragrance, but it was very light, and if I wasn't careful, I couldn't smell anything at all.

He didn't know what kind of inkstone it was, but he felt that it was a very good thing, and it seemed to be very spiritual......

In short, whether it is the dozen or so brushes, or the stack of rice paper, or this inkstone, the ink, it seems to be a great thing.

Zhao Zimo took a deep breath, and he slowly closed the door of this study, for fear that it would be a big sin to let the spirits here run out.

When he came to the door of the second room, he suddenly stopped, because he had been thinking, cherishing, cherishing, cherishing everything in front of him, so that he could really rise to the top.

Speaking of this, he looked at the sea of clouds outside the door, and smiled: "I'm already above the white clouds......

However, Zhao Zimo hurriedly shut his mouth, he knew that in addition to himself, there was also a senior brother in Taxian Peak, although he didn't know if he was here, and he didn't know if he could hear himself.

But even if he came from a small place, he couldn't be looked down upon, so he continued to push the second house.

At this time, Fang Yun's eyes lit up, and he walked in quickly, and looked at the bed carefully, smelling a fragrance, well, don't get me wrong, it's not the daughter's incense, but the fragrance of the wood......

As for whether this pillow was still a piece of jade, he reached out and touched it, it was slightly warm, smooth, and not very heavy, but if you think about the effect, you can understand it, it makes people calm and calm, and helps sleep......

Of course, what made him happiest was not the bed in the room, but some calligraphy and paintings in the room, which looked very meaningful, especially a landscape painting, which almost sucked Zhao Zimo's eyes in.

Because the landscape painting is very small, but there are a lot of paintings, it is the entire Pure Yang Sword Sect, the nine mountains, are painted like it, especially some scenes, and even this small courtyard of his own, are in it, and even he can vaguely see some clouds and cranes flying around the mountain.

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, each place is painted in such detail and beauty that you can't help but linger.

But the painting was only one person tall and three feet wide, and he shook his head, unable to imagine how such a small painting could accommodate so many scenes.

"Maybe this is the realm of a cultivator......," Zhao Zimo muttered, not paying attention to the painting, and turned his head to look away.

There were beds, there were tables, there were chairs, and this room had bookshelves.

There were no Taoist scriptures on those shelves, but there were some papers that were written everywhere, and he glanced at them casually, and then stopped looking at them.

Most of the things written on it were the essentials of cultivation, and he couldn't understand a word, let alone write them down, so he packed them together, used a piece of white rice paper, and covered them one by one, for fear that he couldn't help but look at it, but he would miss a big thing.

As for the last room, it is very simple, it is a place of retreat, there is nothing special about it, if there is any difference, it is that when you enter it, you will feel free of distractions, and it will be somewhat cool, which can make people quickly sit and forget, and feel the nature of heaven.

The little monk in the past, and the little Taoist priest today, habitually ran to the wall, swaying his legs to look at the sea of clouds from afar, looking into the distance, looking at the nine heavens, and finally the thoughts of ascending to the Tao finally rose in his heart.

Because he wanted to step into the highest realm.

He thought, go to the sky to see a more beautiful scenery.

He doesn't want to live in vain......