The sect where the Burning Star Tower is located is built on the mountain, and with the ups and downs of the mountain, a number of pavilions and courtyards are dotted, and the building is roughly divided into several levels from the bottom to the top. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first layer is the two sides of the mountain gate across the archway, dozens of large courtyards that are wide and flat, the people are full of voices, lively and extraordinary, it is the place where the named disciples are engaged in various secular affairs. Rice, rice, vegetables, melons and fruits, as well as the production and labor of food, clothing, and housing for more than 100,000 disciples are all carried out here.

The second layer further up is the transformation of gods, martial arts, casting, immortality, and rune arrays, the stations of the five major gates, and the layers of buildings and halls cover the halfway of a mountain.

As the mountain rises, the environment becomes more and more tranquil. More than a mile further, a cliff flat hundreds of zhang wide protrudes between the mountains, which is the martial arts arena of the Burning Star Pavilion, which is lonely on weekdays, and it is not until the disciple who performs martial arts once every half a month comes in handy.

At the highest point of the mountain peak is the main gate of the Burning Star Building, there is a large courtyard, dozens of gorgeous palaces are arranged in sequence, and there are five old ginkgo biloba trees in the courtyard, which are thousands of years old. Because of the prohibition of the formation, ordinary disciples were rarely able to come here. There is a quaint tower behind the courtyard, which is where the elite of the entire sect is located - the Burning Star Tower.

Xu Feng wandered around various doors when he had nothing to do, and he could be seen there.

The temple of the Avatar Gate, the Tibetan Pavilion of the Casting Gate, and the most visited place is the Danfang of the Immortal Gate.

When he met the same door passing by, whether he knew it or not, Xu Feng greeted him warmly, and he was familiar.

The senior brothers of the Zhumen also slowly became familiar with this meticulous disciple of the Martial Arts Sect who had a smile on his face all day, neat clothes, and long hair combed.

I thought he was the son of a royal nobleman, who entered the door to practice and have fun, and walked around all day with nothing to do.

On the night of the first three days of the door master's test, the senior brother floated in, like a ghost floating in front of the window of the Tianzi C house.

Xu Feng, who had no intention of sleeping, suddenly got up from the bed, pushed open the door, only to feel a cool breeze passing in front of him, and when he looked back, the senior brother was already sitting at the table, holding a teacup in his hand and drinking tea, as if he had been sitting there for an hour.

Entering the door, sitting down, carrying the pot, and pouring the tea were all completed in an instant, and the senior brother did not have the slightest hint of pretentiousness on his face, and his slightly obscene face was full of sadness.

Xu Feng was not surprised by the wonderful body technique shown by his senior brother, closed the door casually, and said, "Senior brother, is there a way?"

The senior brother seemed to have a toothache, holding his cheek with one hand, looking at Xu Feng and then at the roof.

Xu Feng immediately understood what his senior brother meant, and said solemnly: "God knows, the earth knows, you know, I know!"

The elder brother's eyes glowed with appreciation, pointing to the stool next to the table, and Xu Feng sat down.

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Xu Feng repaired a book overnight, and at dawn the next day, he went to the front to find Senior Brother Shen and Senior Brother Lu according to the instructions of Senior Brother.

At the beginning of the morning, the courtyard where the registered disciples were busy was the second gate of the Burning Star Tower. Entering this mountain gate is the real place of cultivation, and what the disciples say about going down the mountain every day refers to leaving this mountain gate.

Next to the mountain gate, there are several attics with cornices and arched walls, which are the residences of the two senior brothers, Shen and Lu. The hour is still early, the morning fog in the mountains has not yet dissipated, and in the attic, there is cooking smoke accompanied by the fragrance of tea.

Xu Feng walked up to the attic, and the two senior brothers were eating. On a delicate low table, there are several dishes with beautiful colors.

Stir-fried eel back, lotus leaf steamed pork, rock sugar soft-shelled turtle, moss roasted in a small square, green beans and shrimp...... They are all the special dishes of Imperial Huizhou. There was a cup of fragrant tea on the copper tripod next to it as usual, and the two of them ate and drank at the same time.

I didn't expect the two senior brothers to be so particular about having breakfast. Compared to this dish, the kitchen on the mountainside can only be fed to pigs.

Xu Feng has not tasted the food of other sects, and the disciples of the martial arts sect practice on weekdays, all of which are bloody and sweaty physical work, just like the meals of athletes in the previous life, the meals are also mainly based on supplementing energy, and do not pay attention to taste, and after eating for ten days and a half in a row, a bird can fade out of their mouths.

Xu Feng took out the letter, took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels, and handed it respectfully.

The two of them had almost eaten, picked up the brewed fragrant tea and rinsed their mouths, spit it in a special copper bowl, Xiao Si handed over a towel, wiped his hands, and Senior Brother Shen calmly took the envelope and silver ticket in Xu Feng's hand.

"Sendai Jin Palace!Five hundred taels of silver!" Senior Brother Shen said with a look of surprise.

"You kid, you want to eat!" Senior Brother Lu rolled his eyes.

Xu Feng regretted that he didn't listen to the words of the senior brother, so he grabbed the white in vain, and hurriedly took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels and handed it over.

Senior Brother Lu was satisfied, and shouted to the attic: "Xiaohu, take the job!"

As soon as the words fell, a teenager rushed down from the attic. This young man was born strangely, his upper body was weak, but his lower plate was unusually thick. took the envelope from Senior Brother Lu's hand, tugged it into his arms, and turned to face the door.

Senior Brother Lu concentrated, Zhenyuan rushed out, his right hand and two fingers were together, the air in front of him was rapidly drawn, and a flashing silver sigil appeared and disappeared in the air, when the sigil was finished, Senior Brother Lu pointed at Xiao Hu's lower plate with two fingers, and said, "Hurry!"

Xiao Hu was like an arrow crossbow shot out, the dust under his feet flashed, and he jumped out of the attic with a swish, and a few dodges disappeared from sight among the mountain trees covered by green trees.

"Come and get it tomorrow at noon. Senior Brother Lu said.

The two senior brothers Lu and Shen are the disciples of the sect, just like the King Kong and Wei Tuo of the Buddha Sect, and the two generals of the Daomen. Although Lu and Shen did not have a high status in the sect, their Taoism was unfathomable, especially in the rune array. However, the two have always pursued idleness and comfort, and they don't go around too much.

According to the elder brother, more than 100 years ago, it was the two of them who were guarding the door, and more than 100 years later, they are still these two.

Since entering the cultivation sect, Xu Feng's eyes have been opened, and all kinds of unbelievable anecdotes in the cultivation world have come one after another. Today is an eye-opener again, and when he was in Sendai, Xu Feng knew that the government had a so-called Freelander, who specialized in running thousands of miles to transmit important seals. I didn't expect the sect to have it, according to the senior brother, this is called the Immortal Walker, which is much more awesome than the official government.

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From the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain to the eastern city of Sendai, thousands of miles of wind and dust, even immortal walkers have to fly for nearly a day.

The letter from Xu Feng received by Pan Xilin was already at night. He was overjoyed and couldn't be heard from for months, and he was also looking forward to this business genius giving some guidance on the transformation of Dongcheng.

Tear open the seal, pull out the letter, and take advantage of the wind lamp under the porch to read. On behalf of Bufeng Qianzhuang, Yan Mingming, who supervised the progress of the project, happened to be there, and came up from behind to read the content of the letter.

On the chaotic construction site at dusk, there are low sheds everywhere, under the eaves temporarily built of green bricks, the wind lamps are lightly blowing, emitting a faint yellow light, Pan Xilin and Yan Mingming are together to read the letter one after the other, and the faint shadow is reflected on the brick wall, like two people hugging each other.

Pan Xilin felt a trace of soft hair gently resting on the back of his neck, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus wafted from behind him. In the fragrance of leisure, the busy work that had been exhausted for months was gone, and I suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind that I had never felt before.

"The benefactor is back!" A loud shout woke up the two, Yan Mingming suddenly realized that he was a little close to Pan Xilin's body, and hurriedly stood away.

"It turned out to be just a letter!" Yuan Yongcai put "Dao Yuan Fu" under his armpit, took the letter awkwardly, read it quickly, felt very boring, and muttered and turned away.

Xu Feng described his recent life in detail in the letter, did enough set of similar exercises, and then turned his pen, explaining that he had encountered extremely difficult things today, and asked Pan Gongzi to provide some calligraphy and paintings of the ancients, which were borrowed and returned in the future. Finally, a simple list is made.

The Great Xia Dynasty is known as the prosperous era of ten thousand years, the peace is long, the culture and art are interpreted to the extreme fine prosperity, and the masterpieces of famous artists are as many as the stars, which are innumerable. The list includes eight pairs of calligraphy and paintings, each of which is a priceless posthumous work.

Before the construction of Dongcheng started, these things were nothing at all, and the prince of Jin threw them to Xu Feng without blinking. But now it is not what it used to be, Pan Xilin is no longer the first gentleman in Sendai, and he is dedicated to the huge project of transforming the East Castle, as if the East Castle of Sendai is his life.

As the most famous trading capital on the entire continent and the second largest metropolis in Chushu, Sendai is extremely sensitive to interdynastic political winds.

For several months, the dynasty continued to fight in the west, and it was rumored that the emperor was determined to drive the expedition in person, and the clouds of war were together, and all trade suddenly came to a standstill, whether it was the Wang family or the prince of Jin, the silver earned by business was getting less and less. Trade has stagnated, and the poor people in Dongcheng are facing unemployment, and the living silver used in the renovation of Dongcheng is getting less and less.

At this time, some calligraphy and paintings of the Jin Dynasty had been mortgaged in the pawnshop, and the exchanged silver was used for the project.

"What should I do?" Yan Mingming asked with a frown.

Pan Xilin didn't say a word, and began to untie the dragon-shaped jade pendant tied around his waist.

Looking at Pan Xilin's firm and calm movements, Yan Mingming suddenly felt as if he had never seen this son of a family who had been fighting for more than ten years, and an inexplicable warm current welled up in his heart.