When he woke up the next day, Yang Hongyuan in the mansion of Marquis Qi Chun had just been canonized by the Emperor of Da Ye De Zhao Tianzi and the joy of being a political envoy had not yet dissipated, so Yang Ze entered the outer hall of the palace with Marquis Qi Chun and his entourage.

In the outer hall of the palace, there were also some retainers scattered around, all chatting with each other, and after seeing him enter, some of the nearby princes who wanted to come to make friends stepped forward and arched their hands towards him in two or three steps, "Yang Shizi, I recently heard that Yang Shizi was in the Hou Mansion Guanli by my Da Ye Wei Yuan to identify the second grade cultivation of the Qi Sea Realm, and the future is immeasurable, it is really gratifying."

"Good, Tongxi"

The other party immediately introduced his origin, which family was qualified to come from, and Yang Ze communicated with the other party casually. And then, probably because of Yang Ze's reputation recently, more and more people came into contact with him, one introduced himself from the Xuanzheng Yuan, and the other said that he was from the Advisory Bureau, and Yang Ze promised them one by one, but his heart did not belong.

Then he took a moment to slip out of the outer hall, and went straight to the secret place of the palace according to his memory. It was as if some kind of magic was pulling him in.

Although the palace of the Great Ye Kingdom is not as exaggerated as the Forbidden City in Yang Ze's impression, it is as exaggerated as the Forbidden City, but at least there are still many guards outside the outer hall, but here in the outer hall, except for the occasional passing maids, there is basically no one to see. Add a strange sense of mystery.

Turning around, there are many round corridors in the hall, often the peaks and loops turn, the willows and flowers are bright.

But Yang Ze was surprisingly able to remember all those loops, as if he had exerted his memory to a great level at this moment.

I could already see the smoke from afar, and I knew that the hot spring where I had met the woman was close at hand.

There is inevitably a sense of urgency in my heart, just like there is something that can affect the ups and downs of my mood and can be held tightly in my hand at a glance, and anyone will feel a trace of irrepressible urgency.

Because of its warm location, the surrounding area is home to a variety of flowers that can grow in a warm climate. Colorful mallows, bright moon seasons, winding rows of walls bloom angrily. In the courtyard where the hot spring is located in the distance, the peach blossoms bloom like brocade, moving in the wind, and the sky is full of red waves.

Turning the half-moon gate, the peach petals floated down. It fell on the fence of the wooden bridge and the carved lion cubs, on the eaves of the flower platform, and at the feet of the visitors. Fall into the meandering hot spring water and go with the water.

Warm water and steam, but all Yang Ze saw was the forty-nine blue pools, a flying arch bridge crossed the pool, and there was no one in the octagonal pavilion on the bridge.

This picture-like picture came into Yang Ze's eyes, but it made him feel that his heart was suddenly empty.

It's a long time to stand for a long time.

Yang Zecai turned around and left.

He began to get a little upset.

Under this great era, Yang Ze understands that he is just one of the insignificant beings at this stage. For that woman, perhaps the trees did not notice the ants, and the birds forgot about the swimming fish. Even if he slapped himself to death in a tree and swam until he was exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to stir up the ripples in her eyes.

And she is always like a comet streaked across the night sky, which may appear in the eyes of many people, but in the end it will be as fleeting as a passerby.

At night, the eldest brother Yang Que Yujian and Yang Ze fought together, and Yang Ze was unsurprisingly drawn all over his body by the sword, and finally the true qi in his body was still squeezed dry, and he fell to the ground, panting.

Yang Que also sat down beside him, his physical strength was a little too exhausted, and said, "Yesterday you carried me thirty-six sword strikes, and today you actually carried forty-nine times." I can see that you have something on your mind, what is it that makes you work so hard?"

Seeing that Yang Ze shook his head, Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan didn't ask any more questions, opened a jar of snow mountain chanting given to Yang Ze by Qi Chunhou in front of them, poured them into three bowls respectively, and the three brothers sat cross-legged on the ground and drank it.

The rim of the bowl was pounded against his teeth, and the liquor poured down his throat, clearing his throat and then burning in his belly.

Drinking in silence, Yang Ze suddenly asked, "Xituo Palace, what kind of place is it?"

There is such a existence in his memory, but it is very vague, he comes from the memory of the great master, only the memory of exile to another continent, and there is no detailed information about the Xituo Palace.

Yang Wenyuan raised his head to meet the moonlight shining in the middle of the night, and said, "The reason why it is called a temple is that it existed thousands of years ago. It has continued to this day, and its influence has spread for thousands of years, so you can imagine the extent to which its status is revered. The human forces of the Kushan Continent, whether they are empires, kingdoms, or principalities, all of them have a lot of respect for them. So you should understand what that is. ”

Yang Que said, "The Xituo Hall is located in the extreme north, and it has the holy city of Xituo, where the saints do not hesitate to worship thousands of miles, and it does not belong to any force. In the wars of the Kushan Continent for thousands of years, the Xituo Temple has played a great role in mediating, and in several continental wars, the Xituo Temple is a dazzling existence. Their existence can be recorded in epics, traced back to history. This temple has not only survived the baptism of war, but also can infiltrate the influence of many national powers. What's more, the cultivators inside are as strong as a cloud, and it is very likely that they have cultivators who have reached the Sixth Fa Ming Realm and the Seventh Virtuous Tribulation Realm of the Cultivation Tower. And because of their special status, no one dares to be disrespectful to them, and even if they do, they must weigh their own strength. It is impossible for the forces on the Guishan Continent to compete with the Xituo Hall to exceed five. ”

"Xituo Hall can be said to be a resort for cultivators, but if ordinary people want to join for almost a lifetime, it is impossible to contaminate their clothes at all" Yang Que said, and then pricked up his ears again, covering his gossip with a dignified and righteous expression, and said, "It is said that the Holy Envoy of Jia Miu who accepted the hospitality of the Emperor of Da Ye De Zhao Tianzi this time is only about twenty-two years old, and he is already a master of the Heavenly Xuan Realm. This is a unique achievement in our Daye Kingdom! Such a pervert can only come out of a place like the Xituo Palace. ”

"I see" Yang Ze tasted the wine in the bowl, so it seems that if that girl is not from the Daye Palace, it is very likely that she is from the Xituo Palace

After thinking about it, Yang Ze looked ridiculous and asked, "Shouldn't the Xituo Hall be like those perverted religions, which don't allow men to marry women?"

The wine gathered on Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan's lips paused, and Yang Ze looked at him for a long time, before Yang Que shook his head, "I have never heard of such a rule in the Xituo Palace." It is said that many men and women in the temple of Situo are also able to marry and have children. However, why would you suddenly ask like this?" After a pause, Yang Que looked at him with a strange expression, "Could it be that you are the same as those ladies and nobles in the royal capital, and the people who have asked about the extremely good-looking Kamiu Holy Envoy like what type of woman they like in the past few days are about to squeeze their heads out of the front yard of the palace."

Liuyun has a crown, his face is like a crown of jade, and his demeanor is calm. Coupled with his status as a holy envoy of the Xituo Temple, such a person should be an extremely popular type in the royal capital, right?

"That Jia Mius Holy Envoy" Yang Ze paused, grinning at his two eldest brothers, "I think of him, his eggs hurt." ”