The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be contained. This sentence is not derogatory.
As far as the eye can see, peonies of various colors are clustered around each other, blooming in full bloom, occupying both sides of the beautiful garden.
Except for the middle avenue, there are only peonies here.
Countless peonies are dazzling.
The peony garden is quite clean, with only a few people walking around in the garden.
"This drunk beauty has very strict requirements for visitors, and ordinary people can't get in," Shulong said with a smile.
"I also take advantage of the fact that my father is the princess."
Under the leadership of Shu Long, the two continued to walk forward, and finally saw buildings other than Peony.
There are rows of main halls built here. The main halls are made of green bamboo and green bamboo.
There are rows of weapon racks at the entrance of the hall, with hundreds of swords of different styles placed on them.
"Every sword here represents a sword dancer here. As long as you choose a sword, the corresponding person will come," Shu Long said.
"Seeing that you are so familiar, do you come here often?" Wu Zhaodi said.
"Of course...," Shu Long replied subconsciously, but then he realized something.
He quickly denied: "I don't come here often. I come here once or twice with friends."
"What's the point of choosing a sword? No one can even see it," Wu Zhaodi complained.
"This is called observing swords and observing people. Every sword here has different sword intent, sword power, and different styles," Shulong said with a smile.
"That's what makes it interesting."
Xu Zimo took a few steps and his eyes passed over these swords one by one.
Some of the swords here are as cold as ice and bone-piercing, some are as passionate as fire, and some are as shy as Bao Lei and as pure as clear water.
"Brother Xia comes here often, so it's up to you to decide," Xu Zimo said.
Shu Long was not polite and lightly tapped three of the swords with his right hand.
The three swords suddenly turned into a stream of light and all floated into the hall.
The hall door on the far left also slowly opened, and the three of them walked in one after another.
As soon as he entered it, Xu Zimo discovered that the area of the hall exceeded his imagination, at least tens of thousands of square meters.
The main hall was divided into dozens of rooms. When walking down the aisle, Xu Zimo found that many rooms were already occupied.
The three of them came to the room on the left.
The room was very simple, with only three futons and a wooden table. On the table were three cups of tea that seemed to have just been brewed.
Directly opposite there is a white cloth hanging.
The three of them had just walked in, and before Xu Zimo could say anything, they heard the sound of a piano with a faint sound.
Immediately after the back of the white cloth, three slender figures appeared loomingly.
The figure is like a sword, and the different sword intentions begin to sway with the dance steps, paired with the sound of the piano, making people intoxicated.
This sword dance is no ordinary dance, it seems to capture everyone's attention, making people's eyes unable to leave the figure on the back of the white cloth.
Xu Zimo actually had a feeling that the sword intention in his body was swimming with the opponent's dancing posture.
Getting faster and faster, the sword dance also got faster and faster, and the afterimages of the figure flew away and turned into thousands of them.
Shu Long next to him gave a light drink and actually made a breakthrough at this moment.
"What a unique dance," Xu Zimo praised.
As soon as the song fell, the sword dance stopped, and the figure behind the white cloth disappeared, leaving people lingering.
The three graceful figures just now seemed to be constantly replaying in my memory.
"The power of this sword dance is not only that it looks good, but also helps those who watch it to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation," Shu Long said softly.
"But I heard my father say that the sword dance is also an attack move. When the dance falls, the ghosts and gods will tremble."
“The most difficult part of practicing is understanding.
Feel yourself, feel the world," Xu Zimo said.
"This sword dance seems to integrate the best of hundreds of schools of thought, allowing everyone who watches the dance to gain something from it.
Not to mention anything else, this alone is already a masterpiece."
"It's good that you're not disappointed," Shu Long said with a smile.
The door of the room opened on its own, and the three of them walked out. Wu Zhaodi asked curiously: "Why didn't they show up when they performed?"
"There is no point in showing up. The perception of practice must be pure," Xu Zimo explained.
Just as the three of them walked in, there was a burst of laughter from the room next to them, and someone walked out of it.
"Second brother," the one who walked out was a young man who looked somewhat similar to Shu Long.
His eyes passed over Xu Zimo and the two of them, and asked: "Your friend? Why is he so unfamiliar? I have never seen him before."
"Why should I make friends? I need to tell you," Shulong replied calmly.
The young man did not force himself and said with a smile: "The elders of the Sanluan Sect are here tonight, and dad is hosting a banquet for us. Don't be late."
"You don't need to remind me," Shu Long replied calmly.
The young man shrugged and left nonchalantly.
Looking at the back of the young man walking out, Wu Zhaodi asked: "He is your eldest brother!"
"I never admit it," Shu Long said.
"Be careful."
"What are we careful about?" Wu Zhaodi asked puzzledly.
"This man is a very hypocrite. He will investigate all my friends and either win them over or kill them," Shu Long said.
"There seems to be a lot of hatred between you brothers," Xu Zimo asked.
"Forget it, let's not talk so much," Shu Long shook his head and smiled.
"There is a banquet at home tonight, so I can take you back."
"Is this convenient?" Wu Zhaodi asked.
"It's okay, my father never cares about me anyway," Shu Long shook his head.
The three of them left the Peony Garden and followed Shu Long towards the Summer Mansion.
But just after the three people left, they found themselves in a house in the deepest part of the Peony Garden.
An elegant and elegant woman stood in front of the window, looking straight ahead.
"Master of the Garden," the maid pushed open the door and walked in slowly.
"What's the matter?" the noble woman asked.
"We have two new faces in the peony garden," the maid said.
"They were brought by the second young master of the Shu family, a boy and a girl.
The woman should have the cultivation of divine veins, and the man can’t tell.”
"This is interesting. At this time, there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons," the noble woman chuckled.
"Want to monitor?" the maid asked.
"No, help me prepare. I'm going to the summer family's banquet tonight," the luxurious woman said.
"Yes," the maid nodded and withdrew again.
………………
When I came to the Summer House, the Summer House was not vast, but it was very grand.
It's like a small version of the city.
The walls of the mansion are exactly the same as those in Shuyang County.
Seeing Shu Long coming back, the two guards at the door quickly greeted him.
The sky is getting dark, but inside the Summer Palace, the lanterns are brightly red and decorated with colorful lanterns, which is very beautiful.
Several people arrived at the reception hall of the Summer Mansion.
