The entire hall is far wider than Emperor Xuanyan's Taiyang Hall.
From the outside, this pavilion seems to have several floors, but in fact there are not. The top of the building is very high and it is quite empty.
The four walls are all covered with secret compartments, which are similar to the Xunji Hall.
However, the secret space in Xunji Hall is only one foot long and wide, so it is obviously larger here.
Moreover, no one is touching these hidden compartments, but they are moving on their own.
There are too many things in the center of the hall.
Nearly ten thousand books are placed on the ground, arranged in long rows, neat and clean.
On the other side are several short-legged writing desks. The writing desks are equally clean. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on them. All the writing desks are surrounded by a semicircle.
In front of these books and desks, there is a large area of ​​miniature images of mountains, rivers, and rivers, made of clay, vegetation, and small stones, which are extremely delicate and lifelike.
And above this head is a vast "starry sky".
The base is a huge silver wave ice jade, parallel to the ground. The jade body is blue and silvery, almost transparent. Hundreds of large lanterns and more than a hundred large bronze mirrors are hung around it.
The lantern lights up and goes out, and the light reflected by the corresponding bronze mirror is projected onto the silver jade body, with dots of fluorescent light inside, like shining stars.
The angle of each bronze mirror can be adjusted to correspond to the sky star image in the Xunji Hall. What this bronze mirror projects is the real star screen in the sky.
The color of ice jade is close to dark blue, and the light cast by the bronze mirror is slightly ethereal, half-shadowed in the sky. Therefore, the three-dimensional sense of the entire "starry sky" is very real, making people feel as if they are actually there.
In addition, the water channel on the ground of the hall is mountain spring water. The water is gurgling and the clear light is reflected, which is as magical as overflowing colors.
As for the musical sound that hits my ears, it is a row of small "waterwheels" placed at different heights on the waterway on the right.
The running water carries it and plays the five-color scale, forming a piece of music, which is very beautiful.
Emperor Xuan Yan was quite shocked, having never seen such a scene before.
Everyone who followed was speechless and looked at the entire hall.
An old man wearing an ordinary cloth robe walked down the top steps and headed towards the desk.
Holding a pen in one hand and paper in the other, write as you go.
He seemed to have just noticed someone coming in. He raised his head and looked, his eyes falling on Emperor Xuan Yan, the chamberlain around him, and Princess Yangping.
Emperor Xuanyan and everyone looked at him from a distance, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Until the waiter in the forest came over slowly and stepped forward and said: "Who is it? You have seen the emperor and why don't you come over to pay your respects?"
Even his voice was trembling unconsciously.
The old man withdrew his gaze, put the pen and paper on the nearest desk, and then picked up something aside.
After seeing clearly that the object was a crossbow, the guards behind him hurriedly stepped forward and held their swords in front of Emperor Xuan Yan.
Princess Yangping subconsciously took a step back and looked at the old man closely.
The old man is the same as Sect Master Pei. He is very tall and has white hair, but he is a little thinner, has no beard, and has very few wrinkles. If it weren't for the white hair, one would believe that he is in his forties.
The old man sat cross-legged behind the desk in the front, placed his bow and crossbow on the desk, and said: "The prestige of the capital city can no longer be maintained, so why don't you come to the barren mountains and ridges to show off your power?"
The voice was hoarse and clear, carrying echoes because the hall was empty.
For some reason, Emperor Xuan Yan's face suddenly felt uncomfortable with such an unhurried and unhurried voice.
The waiter in the forest on the side scolded with a trembling voice: "You, you are so bold! How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of His Majesty!"
"He castrated you and treated you like a slave. You didn't get much sleep every day. You still had to follow him, be sent by him, be punished by him, and let him control your life and death. Now he has not spoken, but you
The first one to stand up and compete for the limelight, what are you living for? Just to be treated like a dog?" The old man looked at Lin Lin and said.
The waiter in the forest was frightened when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
After saying that, he looked at Emperor Xuan Yan, and his heart jumped to the extreme.
"Did my words make you feel that you offended the emperor?" The old man said, "You have discovered, not only your body has been castrated, but also your consciousness and your brain."
Lin's hands were trembling, and he knelt down beside Emperor Xuan Yan: "Your Majesty, these words, these words are nonsense from him. This old slave has never thought of it that way!"
"You show your teeth and flatter others to others. A dog like you is really bad. Not only do you recognize the servility in your bones, but you will continue to spread such evil. And your purpose is just to be an excellent dog.
dog."
The waiter Lin lowered his head and was speechless. His voice seemed to be blocked by a fist in his throat. He even wanted to reach out and hug Emperor Xuan Yan's calf.
"Who are you?" Emperor Xuan Yan said loudly, with a burst of anger in his chest.
The old man looked at him with cold eyes.
"I'm asking you!" Emperor Xuan Yan suddenly shouted, "Who are you!"
The old man had no expression other than a frown before, but when Emperor Xuan Yan shouted, the contempt and disgust on his face were undisguised.
"Do you know why you can be so arrogant?" the old man said.
"Who the hell are you!!" Emperor Xuan Yan said angrily.
"Because you have power," the old man said, "power comes from the soldiers and horses at your command. These soldiers and horses help you consolidate the power in your hands, allowing you to kill people at will. But what if, you no longer have power, or your power encounters
What if you fall in love with someone you can't deal with? Why can you still speak loudly?"
"Are you talking about you?" Emperor Xuan Yan looked at the old man.
"Actually, you know what you will face when your power becomes useless. For example, now, you lead your people and leave the capital in despair," the old man said, putting his hand on the crossbow.
, "If you can break into this place today, you must have caused great difficulties to Yuanhe Sect outside. I will only give you half an hour. If your soldiers and horses do not leave Yuanhe Sect within half an hour, then
Let them be buried on the mountain forever."
"You, you are brave!" the chamberlain on the other side of Emperor Xuan Yan said loudly.
"You are very pitiful," the old man said, looking at the chamberlain, "so I don't want to bully you anymore and make it difficult for you to see how to truly live, because you simply don't dare to see clearly."
The chamberlain frowned tightly, looked up at Emperor Xuan Yan, and was frightened.
"Li Ju," the old man looked at Emperor Xuan Yan, "only half an hour."
"Who are you?" Emperor Xuan Yan asked through gritted teeth, his face ashen.
Maybe it was the majestic craftsmanship of the place, or maybe it was the old man's mannerisms, so it was clear that the other party had almost no curse words except the word "dog". However, Emperor Xuanyan just felt insulted, even more so than those people did in front of him.
In front of him, he pointed at his nose and called him "the dog emperor" and even insulted him.
In addition to being humiliated, he also felt scared.
This fear is an impact on all his consciousness. It comes from thoughts and concepts. It is not because the other party looks down on him, but because the other party simply despises him. That kind of real contempt, ideological contempt. bdshare
