Chapter One Hundred and Twelfth Purple Red Lights in the Forest
Putting the wooden box into his storage space, Lorraine Hill turned around among the mountain peaks and met two birds resting among the branches. Only then did he see a circular open space on the top of the mountain peak.
White stone slabs are paved on the ground, reflecting the bright sunlight, with a big "purple" character in the middle.
Lorraine Hill glided and landed gently in the middle of the square, and her white gauze-like dress also fell with it.
A disciple wearing purple clothes came over. Judging from his clothing style, he should be an outer disciple of Zhaoye Palace.
"Hello, who are you?" He looked at the girl with a little curiosity. Seeing her extraordinary appearance, he guessed that she was not an ordinary person.
"I'm from the Burning Sun Xiangyu sect, and I'm here to visit your sect." Lorraine Hill explained the purpose of his visit. At this time, two birds also landed on the stone lamppost beside him.
"It turns out to be the senior sister of the Xiangyu Sect, please come in." He saluted slightly, then led the girl to the main hall aside, and then another outer disciple went to report to the sect.
Lorraine Hill sat in this hall and looked around curiously. This hall is very spacious and tall. Even in summer, it is not hot inside. The furniture and buildings are all made of rosewood, giving it an antique elegance.
style.
After sitting for a while, several Zhaoye Palace members walked through the corridor. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be quite young, and one of them was wearing dark purple clothes and seemed to be a true disciple of Sequence 6.
"I've met Junior Sister Jia Lan." After arriving at the main hall, he first bowed his hands and saluted, and then took Lorraine Hill deeper into the sect.
Walking through the corridor made of sandalwood, Lorraine Hill slowly followed the true disciple. Behind him were four inner disciples dressed in white and purple. They were both male and female. They all carried long swords and were required to wear them.
Ziyu, everyone has a strength of Sequence 5 or above.
Several people walked through several corridors and attics, and finally came to a special lotus pavilion.
The top of this pavilion is made of transparent glass, which looks like a lotus with raised petals around it. Surrounding the top of the central tower is clear water, with some delicate aquatic plants floating in it, and some beautiful fish in the aquatic plants.
Swimming from time to time, these fish have different colors, some are white with red, like the sunset on a lotus leaf, some are light green and bluish, like turquoise pine and jade, and some are lavender with black, like the sunset at night.
After entering the pavilion, you can hear fine water droplets dripping from the surrounding eaves, and into the pond next to the pavilion, making small splashes. The stone table and ground in the field of vision are reflected by the sunlight above, revealing ripples.
The ripples of swimming fish make people feel cool.
"Junior Sister Jia Lan, please sit down." This true disciple asked Lorraine Hill to sit down, and then briefly introduced himself.
It turns out that his name is Liu Deng, and he is the elder of the sect and the younger brother who is currently in charge of Ying Deng.
"Senior brother is currently in retreat and studying. He will come over later."
Lorraine Hill said he didn't mind, and then the real Liudeng started to communicate in a chatty manner.
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After some conversation, the two of them got acquainted with each other, and then he started to talk about some things about Zhaoye Palace.
"This disaster at Nightfall is considered a scandal for our sect, and all the disciples in the sect lamented over it." Then he talked about the grudges and grudges of the previous generation.
"Ten years ago, the leader of our sect was the Immortal Bronze Candle. Although he has not reached the ninth level, because he is fair, kind and virtuous, everyone is quite convinced, and there is harmony in the sect."
"He Ling and Jade Sword are also disciples of the same generation as Master Tongzhu. Before the changes in the world, Master He Ling did not reach the level of Master Jade Sword and Master Tongzhu, and stayed at the sixth level for a long time.
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"Logically speaking, this is not bad. But he is still a little unwilling to do so. He goes overseas all year round to look for opportunities, hoping to improve himself with the help of some strange secret treasures or secret techniques."
"The Bronze Candle Leader, who knew his temperament, had no choice but to give him a lot of self-defense items, and even made a feather fan specially for him, and this pure jade feather fan became his favorite thing.
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"After that, he went to sea for nearly seven years before returning, and now he became an elder in the seventh-level sect."
"However, after fighting monsters overseas for a long time, his body was covered with bruises and many hidden diseases. He spent three years training for this."
"In the past three years, a new generation of disciples have been promoted to the seventh level one after another. Some of them are even dozens of years younger than He Ling. Such a big gap makes him feel depressed. Later, senior brother Tongzhu comforted him a little.
, let him go to Yama Luo Mountain to guard it."
"The environment there is relatively quiet, and the disciples who guard it are treated well in the sect. Maybe after staying for many years, the leader of the Bronze Candle can ask for some merits and some treasures to help him get promoted."
"But unfortunately, a year later something happened, and everything changed."
"Because his strength declined and there was no hope of breakthrough, the leader of the Bronze Candle simply resigned from his position and traveled around. He died of illness in the faction two years later."
"It's a pity that outsiders are all the leaders of Tongzhu, but at least when I finally went to see him, he didn't have any sadness on his face, but was indifferent and cheerful. He said that when he was young, he had to hold some positions due to the considerations of his elders and family.
position, and practice hard.”
"In fact, his ambition is not to build a great road, but to visit the beautiful scenery of the four seasons. It's just that he was born in such a family and has to accept such an arrangement. Maybe this is his fate."
"So I asked him again, if you were asked to choose again, would you still spend your life like this?"
"The Bronze Candle Master pondered for a long time, and finally replied. I guess I will still take this road, because I can't leave my family alone and travel far away as I please."
"In that case, even if I traveled far and wide, I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself to the fullest. I would always feel a little guilty and ashamed because I wasn't doing 'business', so in the end I followed my own heart."
"My parents' teachings since childhood were to practice hard, enter the Zhaoye Palace, and glorify my family. This has become an obsession in my heart."
"This is still me, so I have no regrets, even though many things were actually planned in the right direction from the beginning."
"This is my destiny, and it is also a choice from my heart...The bronze candle bearer said this at that time, and finally I quietly withdrew and let him rest."
This true disciple told the past events of the previous leader, and the appearance of that person seemed to become clearer in time.
Lorraine Hill listened quietly, and the tea in front of him became cold unconsciously.
Afterwards, the true disciple told some stories about the grudges between He Ling and Jade Sword, and those things were roughly the same as what the girl had known before.
At this time, a man wearing a dark purple robe and a light purple and white crown came slowly from the corridor. Several inner disciples greeted him respectfully.
"Firefly Lamp Holder."
He slowly entered the pavilion and said hello to Lorraine Xier.
"Thank you to Junior Sister Jia Lan for taking action in this catastrophe, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, so I specially invite Junior Sister to come here." He saluted loudly, as if he didn't care about the face of his leader.
Lorraine Hill declined, and the two continued to talk for a while.
"It must be the first time for Junior Sister Jialan to come to Zhaoye Palace."
"Yes." Lorraine Hill nodded.
"Then during this time, junior sister can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Mushan Continent." The head senior brother showed a faint smile.
Yingying then persuaded Lorraine Hill to stay in Zhaoye Palace for a few months. During this time, he could read the sect's classics and secret techniques, and Zhaoye Palace would also provide many good things to entertain this junior sister.
"Junior Sister Jialan, there is no need to refuse. If you don't take anything, how will we deal with it while we wait?" Ying Deng easily stopped Lorraine Hill from wanting to escape back to Xiangyu.
After finishing speaking, he led the girl to a cliff leaning on rocks. The night wind was blowing here, and the scenery in the distance and down the mountain was unobstructed.
Looking out from the railing, long strings of purple-red lanterns hang from the surrounding peaks, dotting the night and reflecting the forests in a purple-red and dreamy way.
The sound of gongs and drums began to sound in the town and streets below. People wearing various strange costumes walked on the streets. Many residents stood on both sides and watched excitedly, discussing with each other from time to time.
And Lorraine Hill also heard clearly what they were talking about excitedly.
"Wow, the Mushan Opera is about to start again after five years. I don't know why, but it was postponed to now this year on purpose. I can't wait~" Several tourists discussed the local opera event enthusiastically.
A group of children were also running happily in the forest with lanterns, chasing each other, and the sound of exploding firecrackers could be heard from time to time, spreading in all directions.
It's night.
Swordsmen and beauties, generals and ministers, princes and common people, one by one, stepped onto the stage and began to play their own lives. Maybe they cannot change the scene they have set, but they will still work hard to act out this unique script that belongs to them.