There is a waterside pavilion in front of you. The running water is cool and clear, reflecting the dim lights. The branches of the water vine are deeply entangled, coiled like dragons and snakes, dragging deep and shallow shadows on the bottom of the pool.
In the center of the water pavilion, a pavilion stands. The ripples of the water are reflected on the cedar wood pavilion plaque, sparkling and broken, and the light and shadow are swaying.
"Tingzhu Pavilion." Zhi Shouzhen looked up at the pavilion plaque and muttered in a low voice.
"Spring flowers, autumn moon, summer wind, and winter snow greet the crown prince." Four beautiful maids, wearing cherry red, apricot orange, peacock blue, and suet white long skirts with double breasts and narrow sleeves, came up from the pavilion door and knelt down to worship.
The pleasant fragrance blows gently.
"Tingzhu Pavilion was originally the residence of Yongning Hou's eldest son, and it was also the best place for cultivation in the Hou Mansion. Every brick, every board, and every utensil here was collected from all over the eight wastelands. Please tell me.
It is carefully crafted by craftsmen. It can not only warm and nourish qi and blood, moisturize turbid qi, but also clear the mind and focus, and purify pure qi. One day of practice here is worth ten ordinary days." Wang Yifu glanced at Zhi Kaizhen and said,
He said goodbye, "Your Majesty, please rest early. I will take you to see your mother tomorrow."
When Zhi Shouzhen stepped into Tingzhu Pavilion, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he was actually in the deep and boundless night sky: the stars were moving, the stars were rising and falling, the bright meteors were rushing past like a waterfall, and countless rays of light were dazzling, flickering and disappearing.
Change...
He heard a loud rumbling sound, like the earth was shattering, causing the starry sky to swell and extend infinitely outward. The stars collapsed one after another, shrinking into dark whirlpools, and then exploded violently, spraying out colorful arrogant light rains that merged into one in the sky.
Nebulae gather and swirl, and new stars jump out...
This went on and on for an unknown period of time before Zhikari suddenly woke up. The sky burst like a bubble and disappeared from his eyes. Stars were still shining on the bottom of his eyes. Only then did he catch a glimpse of a huge screen standing in the main hall. It was dark and dark.
A picture of a starry sky at night.
The four maids stared at the boy blankly, and Zhikari felt a move in his heart: "What's wrong?"
"This screen is a treasure handed down from the Hou family. It was hand-painted by Zhuang Meng, the former leader of the Taoist sect and the founder of Xinggu." Chunhua calmed down and replied softly.
"It is said that the screen hides the secrets of life and death in the world, and only those who are destined can get a glimpse of it." Xia Feng continued, his voice as crisp as a bird's song, "If other people see it, it will just be an ordinary starry night painting.
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Qiuyue secretly paid attention to Zhi Kaizhen's expression and asked tentatively: "The prince was in a trance for a moment just now. Could it be that..."
Zhikarizhen shook his head decisively: "It's just a broken screen. It doesn't even have any colorful colors. How can we still see the pattern?" He covered his mouth and nose and frowned, "I just smelled a strange smell in the pavilion.
It makes me dizzy."
Xia Feng chuckled: "Your Majesty, you don't know. The walls in the pavilion are made of 100,000-year-old osmanthus wood mixed with ten thousand-year-old resinous wood, ten-thousand-year-old musk wood, ten-thousand-year-old snail wood, and ten-thousand-year-old orchids."
It is made of hundreds of rare woods such as wood. Because they are all grown on the bottom of the endless sea, they have a fishy smell."
Zhikarizhen said suddenly: "Is this smell helpful for spiritual practice?"
"Often smelling this kind of smell can make the practitioner's five senses more sensitive. In addition, there are also wonderful effects. Your Majesty, please listen." Xia Feng picked up a golden Ruyi handle from the colorful jade stand and lightly knocked on the pavilion.
wall.
There was a soft sound of "Dang-", and the surrounding wall panels trembled slightly, making a huge and gentle wave sound, and colorful phantoms flashed one by one, from seeds germinating, seedlings growing, to branches and leaves, breaking and falling.
...The life course of hundreds of exotic trees is like a wonderful picture scroll, slowly unfolding.
Suddenly, Shikari had a vague understanding of swordsmanship: the sword was in the sheath, like a seed dormant, and the moment the sword was taken out, it was like the swordsmanship began to grow. The sword is not a dead thing, from the moment the sword is dropped to the moment it falls, it can also be regarded as a period of life.
The history of.
As the saying goes, life never ceases, so should swordsmanship.
"This thing is quite interesting." Zhikari Zhen praised casually.
"Your Majesty, this is not a toy, but is used to understand the meaning of Taoism." Dongxue said with a cold expression.
After being brought up by Zhikarizhen, the maids no longer thought about the starry sky map. After all, this screen had been passed down to the Hou Mansion for many years, and no one had ever seen its secrets.
Zhi Shouzhen's eyes glanced at the signature at the bottom of the screen: "Like a butterfly and a dream, both real and illusory, you can see it by yourself if you are destined - Zhuang Meng." It was difficult to understand the meaning for a while. He looked back and met Qiuyue's line of sight.
, I couldn’t help but feel suspicious.
Could this woman be someone else’s spy?
"Your Majesty, please change your clothes first." Chunhua put on Zhikarizhen's soft casual robe, which was neither silk nor silk, and embroidered with purple moiré patterns.
, plus the jade smoke cotton picked during the yin and yin months of the yin and yin days, and the Mianxia clothing that has been refined for hundreds of years, it contains the balance of yin and yang, which can help sleep. If the prince needs to practice, there is a pure and clear blue in the wardrobe.
Wax clothes; if you go out, there are Huohuan clothes that are invulnerable; if you are meeting guests, there are elegant and fragrant Xiaoxiang clothes; if you go to the toilet..."
Xia Feng brought a cup of tea to Zhikarizhen. The tea was green and clear, with a dozen crystal snow lotus seeds floating on it.
Zhikarizhen took it and took a sip. The tea was as smooth as silk, refreshing the heart and lungs. The pores all over his body relaxed. Suddenly, he felt that the turbid energy was gone. Even the three-killer sword in the body became a little more agile.
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"Ah——" Xia Feng exclaimed softly, "Your Majesty, this is for gargling your mouth."
Zhi Shou said in surprise: "Isn't this the snow lotus seed that assists in practice?"
Xia Feng chuckled and said: "This is just an ordinary item. In the past, the eldest prince used it to clean his hands."
"Don't be rude!" Chunhua glared at Xia Feng and explained to Zhikarizhen, "The prince doesn't know something. The best snow lotus seeds are produced in the extremely desolate Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and there are still a lot of them in the house. If the prince
If you like it, I'll get it tomorrow."
Here Qiuyue put Zhikarima into high-heeled wooden clogs that can absorb the earth's energy. Over there, Dongxue asked Zhikarima what kind of incense to light. There are as many as seven hundred types of incense, including auxiliary
There are about three hundred types of practitioners, and they are subdivided according to the nature of the exercises.
After the four maids finished preparing, they asked Zhikarizhen if she needed a warm bed, and then bowed and left. Before leaving, Xia Feng hesitated, and Zhikarizhen asked her, and Xia Feng said that the century-old fire essence jujube placed in the clean room was not
Instead of eating, plug your nostrils when going to the toilet to prevent odor. The prince must make a mistake like this.
Zhi Shou was really dumbfounded. After sending the maid away, he practiced the Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique once. This time, it actually lasted for forty-two weeks before he felt the pain and stopped. Whether it was the sandalwood in the golden cauldron,
The nephrite futon for meditating, the nine-color exotic flowers placed in the vase, and the ancient utensils and curios displayed on the shelves all benefited his work and got twice the result with half the effort.
The light used in the bedroom was not a candle, but a sea clam as big as a tabletop. The pearls in the shell were like melons, and the brilliance was dazzling, illuminating everything around. Zhikarizhen closed the clam shell, got on the bed and went to bed.
Wuzi holds the broken sword.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up. In the darkness, a pair of mysterious eyes stared at him unblinkingly through the translucent glass window, shining with a strange and evil light.
"Bang!" Zhikarizhen drew his sword and raised it. The sword broke the window, and the glass fragments splashed one after another. The night outside was misty, there was no trace of people, and the pool water was glowing with a cold light.
Zhi Shou stood silently for a long time, the night wind sobbed like a sob, and the chill penetrated his bones.