In the middle of the vast white clouds, five balls of light of different colors reflected each other.

Suddenly, a ball of light knocked away the other four and rushed straight towards him.

"ah--"

Peng Yu woke up with a start, sat up from the ivory bed, and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Peng Yu rubbed his face to make himself more awake.

But this time, Peng Yu grinned: "Did you lose your sense of touch this time?"

Looking at his hands, Peng Yu touched the quilt and the ivory bed.

Sure enough, the touch has been lost.

"I just don't know whether touch deprivation paralyzes the tactile corpuscles under the skin, or cuts off the information transmission between the tactile corpuscles and nerve cells."

In short, Peng Yu has lost his sense of touch and needs to be more cautious in his actions in the next period of time.

After thinking about it, Peng Yu opened the curtain. Seeing the layout of his inner room that was completely different from his own, he only belatedly recalled:

"By the way, senior Xuan Longzi sent us back last night, and I took over Zhuanyang's room directly. This is his room."

Zhuan Yang's bedroom was empty, and his bed had been moved out and temporarily replaced with Peng Yu's gilded ivory bed. Zhuan Yang was pathetically driven to the study room, where he spent the night sleeping on the study room with his armor and maintenance tools.

After opening the curtain and going down to the ground, Yuan Qi, who was guarding outside, woke up immediately and stepped forward to help him get dressed.

Peng Yu waved his hand to silence him, then he put on his clothes and secretly walked to the study room opposite.

The room in Zhuanyang's east courtyard is similar to that of Peng Yu's main house. The front door is the living room, the left is the study, and the right is the bedroom. Zhuanyang was lying on the bed in his clothes, drooling with Fengxiang's golden helmet in his arms.

Originally, Peng Yu wanted to play some prank, but when he got closer, he heard a subtle moan.

Zhuan Yang's cheeks were slightly red and his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain. From time to time, Peng Yu could still hear the sound of bone growth.

"Senior Xuan Longzi's injection last night, the effect hasn't worn off yet?"

Seeing Zhuan Yang breathing rapidly, Peng Yu stopped playing around.

Fang Ji came in with water, and Peng Yu waved his hand: "Don't wake him up, let's go out and wash up."

The two young eunuchs quickly picked up their things and followed them out. Peng Yu finished washing in the well in the east courtyard, put on a light green gown, and returned to his courtyard in high spirits.

At this time, someone was already tidying up the house and moving various antiques and books out of the house.

Beside, Peng Yu's construction teacher Lai Heng was discussing with several craftsmen.

"Although it can be repaired, according to His Highness's wishes, he wants to knock down this house and rebuild it."

"Tear it down? That will take time. Where will His Highness live these days?"

Peng Yu walked over and said, "Today, I asked Aunt Qiongyun to clear out the house at the back. Gu Xian will live in the back. As for the main house in the third courtyard, Gu wants to build a tower."

Lai Heng immediately understood the student's thoughts: "Your Highness wants to imitate the layout of Qianyuan Palace?"

The Qianyuan Hall of the Heavenly Palace is where the God-Emperor lives. Behind the Qianyuan Hall, there is a Jiaotai Tower, which means to reconcile Yin and Yang.

Peng Yu nodded: "We can't go beyond the regulations, so we will build a five-story pavilion. I want to rearrange the formation of Simu Palace. Let the assassin come in this time. The formation of Simu Palace has been figured out and must be changed.

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Dakun's architecture involves formation defense. Lai Heng is a master in this field and one of the organizers of the Simu Palace formation. He quickly bowed to apologize.

"It has nothing to do with you. The Liyi Tower has targeted the Kunwu family for two hundred years. Isn't it easy to crack a mere Mother's Palace? Looking back at this formation, I will ask Senior Yun Lingzi to take action. The teacher will only be responsible for rebuilding the attic of the house."

"By the way, let's go back and open up the wing rooms together. Make the main room with three entrances larger so that it doesn't obstruct the corridor."

"The architectural style must be consistent with the original style of Simu Palace. The carved murals can include phoenixes, peacocks, and rocs, but they are too fierce."

A craftsman hesitated and said: "When it comes to warding off evil spirits, the meaning of a roc is better than that of a peacock?"

"No, I don't like pengs. You can change to dragon and snake patterns. Panlong or chilong are fine, but not dragons or horny dragons."

"Make the arches neater. The roof should be like a verandah, and the ridges on both sides should be golden-winged birds. The five big birds in the middle should be peacocks, swans, phoenixes, lyrebirds, and Chongming."

"The brick carving needs to be a picture of worshiping immortals, with a lotus flower and jade flute... Forget it, I will give you eight patterns, a fan, a sword, a gourd, a flower basket, a fishing drum, a flute, a lotus, and a yin and yang board."

"The caisson requires a nine-fold lotus lantern."

As Party A, Peng Yu asked for one after another. Everyone quickly wrote it down and went back to prepare the drawings and models.

After getting over the prince's addiction, Peng Yu strolled to Qingpu, the largest garden of Simu Palace.

Here are the wonderful celestial herbs transplanted by the God Emperor from various counties and prefectures.

Every morning, the spiritual energy of Qingpu is thick and foggy, making it the best place for practicing breathing and breathing.

Peng Yu came with two eunuchs and saw that many teachers had begun to meditate and practice Qi.

The palace maids in green robes and plain robes are busy in the green garden. They are graceful and graceful, collecting jade dew and spiritual flowers as the best materials for making elixirs and making tea.

snap——

A peach core fell in the air.

Peng Yu flicked his finger, and the strong energy of the sun and moon shattered the peach core.

Looking up, Yun Xian'er was sitting on the rockery, smiling and saying hello to herself.

"You came out early to practice Qi today?"

"I can't sleep." Yun Xianer pouted again as she thought about the injections she received yesterday, and said bitterly, "I won't take any injections no matter what you say today."

"There are only a few injections left. After finishing today, those people should go back. Tiangong specially dispatched a medical team to give you injections, which is not easy."

Yun Xian'er jumped down and landed in front of Peng Yu.

After staring at the young man for a while, I noticed something was wrong with the young man's aura.

"Strange, you today-"

She reached out and grabbed Peng Yu's hands, felt them carefully, and suddenly realized.

"Okay, seeing as you have worked so hard, I won't bother you with this little thing. Take care of yourself."

Although Yun Xian'er has no memory, she has no shortage of talent in cultivation and inheritance of techniques. She has noticed that Peng Yu is on the verge of a breakthrough and has temporarily lost his sense of touch.

After saying that, Yun Xianer jumped onto the rockery again and danced with the magic silk silk.

As she dances, the looming fairy gate palace appears behind her, and endless innate yin and yang energy erupts, nourishing the green garden and benefiting all practitioners.

Peng Yu walked to the Tingfeng Yutai in the center of the green garden. Wang Jian, Xiao Mujuan, Qiong Yun, Yang Yulin, Wang Bozheng and others were all breathing and practicing Qi. The Yin and Yang Qi fell into them and automatically transformed into their Qi.

True magic power.

"You two should also work hard." Peng Yu turned around and said to Yuan Qi: "Hurry up and enter the second level of bone forging, and cherish the opportunity."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and practiced the exercises.

This time, he did not practice Qiankun Qi, but studied the Kunwu Divine Technique last night.

Feeling the divine power flowing slowly, Peng Yu thought to himself: "My Qiankun Qi is already at the critical value of the Xuanhuang Futian in the third realm. It doesn't matter whether I breathe it out or not at the moment. It's better to take the opportunity to try the Kunwu Divine Technique. After all, as a

Prince Da Kun, it doesn’t make sense that he doesn’t know a bit of Kun Wu Kung Fu, right?”

The sun and moon wheels rose on his shoulders, and the sun essence that filled the sky was inspired, and bits of golden light shone on Peng Yu.

This move alarmed the immortals who were meditating next to them.

Wang Jian was shocked when he saw Peng Yu practicing the Kunwu Divine Technique: it was the first time in eight years that he saw the sixth prince practicing the Kunwu Divine Technique.

"I thought His Highness had given up because of his health. So is he still working hard?"

As a qi training teacher, Yang Yulin was also surprised: When did he practice Kunwu Kung Fu? It seems that his internal strength is quite strong?

Yun Xian'er used the Xuan Ni Immortal Sect and noticed the aura of the Sun and Moon Divine Gang. Without thinking, she jumped directly in front of Peng Yu.

Peng Yu opened his eyes helplessly: "What are you doing? Why did you stop?"

"How come your Kunwu clan's sun and moon magic skills have traces of the yin and yang skills?"

"Nonsense, the sun is yang and the moon is yin. The true energy of the sun and the moon and the energy of yin and yang are from the same source. When you have reached the fourth level of Kunwu Kung Fu, you still need to understand the principle of light, darkness and darkness."

Yun Xian'er grabbed his wrist and inspected it carefully, her eyes filled with disappointment: "It's not our family's technique. It should be a new way."

The Taoism of Yin Yang Sect is mainly Yin Yang Dao Qi, which emphasizes the balance and opposition of all things. Their skills are constantly promoted between opposites. Life and death, light and darkness, sun and moon, hardness and softness...

The attributes of Kunwu's exercises are brilliant and upright. They are the sun that shines on all things and the moon that protects all living things at night.

"Of course. Everyone in the world knows that the ancestors understood Hunyuan, and the Miluo family opened up the Tianwu Divine Way, which has nothing to do with the Yin and Yang family. However, the paths lead to the same goal. If you practice the Kunwu Heavenly Emperor Sutra to the end, you can-"

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Wang Jian and Wang Bo were coughing at the same time.

Yun Xian'er looked at the two old men with a look of disgust: "If you don't tell me, I also know. The Emperor's Realm corresponds to the Taoist Realm. It turns itself into the Dao and engraves its own Dao Holy Body. Kun Hao's 'Kunwu Saint'

Isn't it the body that the first generation God Emperor deliberately left for future generations after he attained enlightenment?"

At this time, Zhuan Yang came in a hurry.

His hair was wet, and his clothes had been changed into a red military uniform with black trim.

Peng Yu looked at him strangely, and he explained vaguely: "The clothes were dirty yesterday. I just took a shower and changed into a set of clean clothes."

Yun Xian'er stared at him with a somewhat strange look in her eyes.
To be continued...