Reverend Insanity: Hundred and forty-eighth: Wang Ting’s holy palace
The wind howled.
The golden sky is brilliant.
The Azure Wolf pack walks in the air, Fang Yuan rides on the back of the Azure Wolf King, the wind blows his hair backwards.
His eyes are calm and his face is thinking. In the past few days, he has been enlightening the secret words passed down by Diqiu, but unfortunately made no progress.
A glorious palace gradually emerges from the end of the field of vision, with a round flat top.
Aware of this, Fang Yuan's gaze shifted away immediately, leaving the chaotic thoughts in his mind aside.
A touch of emotion flashed across his face.
Holy palace, finally here!
As Fang Yuan approaches, a towering palace slowly reveals its entirety.
It is divided into eight layers, up to 800 feet. The first floor, the ground floor, covers the widest area. The second floor is above the first floor, and the third floor and so on.
Each floor has city walls circled into concentric circles.
The snow-white city walls are three feet thick, and the walls are connected together without any gap. On the city wall, there are colorful towers every other distance. Each tower has different colors, red orange yellow green blue blue purple, spaced from each other.
After stacking layers, the entire holy palace looks like a towering mountain.
With the rapid approach of Fang Yuan, the entire holy palace appears to have risen from the ground, turned out in the air, and pervades the sky!
Zhuang plant, holy palace!
Even if Fang Yuan was well-informed, she felt admired at the moment when she saw it.
"What's flying in the sky?"
"The wolf king is here!"
"As the intelligence said, that should be the Azure Wolf Pack."
The appearance of Fang Yuan also attracted the attention of the eunuchs in the Holy Palace.
At this moment, tens of thousands of people are stationed in the Holy Palace. These people were lucky, and after entering the blessed land, the location was near the holy palace. So arrived earlier than Fang Yuan.
Hei Loulan has already explained, and the puppeteers in charge of getting in touch quickly reacted.
When Fang Yuan descended slowly, someone had already stood at the huge city gate on the first floor.
As soon as His Majesty the Fang Yuan had landed, he was greeted by the mentor, and said: "Master Wolf, you are back. The younger three are lucky enough to lead you into the city. Your residence On the eighth floor, the room has been cleaned for you already. "
"Well, not in a hurry, take me to admire it first." Fang Yuan nodded slightly, and got off the wolf. In the respect of Juyang Xianzun, no one can ride or ride in the holy palace.
"It's a small honor to obey your lord."
Follow the guidance teacher and walk into the holy palace.
In the holy palace, there are a large number of pavilions and palace courtyards. From the outside, the eaves are raised outside, the corners of the house are raised, the copper tiles are gold, and the beauty is beautiful.
Each building branch is combined and layered. In some places, it is vast and bright, and grand in style. In some places, the corridors are staggered, the halls are mixed, and the space is unpredictable.
In the interior of the pavilion, whether it is a column or a beam, it is full of colorful paintings and carvings, full of luxurious and rich weather.
"Master, here is the Yile Palace. The great ancestors of the great sun, now living in the Holy Palace, will host a grand music festival in this palace every day. According to historical records, in each celebration, there will be a large number of Concubines and concubines are competing to dance, hoping to win the favor of Juyang ancestors.
"Sir, here is the spring soup hall, which has the largest hot spring in Kitahara. Every seven days, the ancestors of Juyang invite hundreds of concubines to come here to soak in water and play together."
"This is the Piaoxiangyuan. The ancestors of Juyang once moved the mythical" jiuchi "and" meat forest "here. Every morning, various flavors are produced in the meat forest, which is extremely delicious. . And every evening, all kinds of fragrant wines are born in the wine pond. "
Everywhere you go, you will be introduced, and your eloquence is good.
Fang Yuan Anbu was a car, browsing around and found it very interesting.
At the fourth floor of the holy palace, the puppeteer led Fang Yuan to the main hall.
"Sir, this is the painting palace of one of the eight major palaces of the Holy Palace. Juyang's ancestors are versatile and especially good at beauty painting. The murals in this palace are all written by him. Please come in here."
The mentor opened the side door of the palace and asked Fang Yuan to enter.
The eight main palaces of the holy palace all have main entrances, but they can only go in and out of Juyangxun alone. Although Juyang Xianzun has passed away, this rule has passed down. Later generations to abide by this rule also expressed their awe and respect for Juyang Xianzun.
Entering the palace, the magnificent frescoes suddenly filled Fang Yuan's vision.
The painting palace is empty, only the huge walls around it. These walls are painted with all kinds of beauties, charming and enchanting, or pure as water, or toothy laughter, or meditation. The expressions are all moving, more than 80,000!
"The women who can be recorded in the painting palace are the darlings of Juyang ancestors for a period of time. At that time, being able to be painted by Xianzun was the supreme glory of women in the world. The ancestors of Juyang had countless concubines , The ones that can be recorded here are all outstanding, and now they can be regarded as permanent. "
Now the Master said that he was full of emotion.
Fang Yuan didn't speak, just looked in silence, and secretly said: "Fang Rong will never last. At least five hundred years ago, Wang Tingfu was destroyed and destroyed by Zhongzhou Wuxian, and the holy palace became an absolute buzz. Hey, really Eternal life, even as strong as a fairy, cannot do it ... "
People come here, they are all captured by the luxury and richness of the Holy Palace, and the grandeur and splendid atmosphere. Even if they are not obsessed with fascination, they will have awe in their hearts.
But from this glory, Fang Yuan tasted a trace of decay and decay.
If there is no eternal life, how about as strong as a fairy?
Eternal love is like a giant sun, but now it has disappeared. The trace left was like a seal, but in Fang Yuan's sense, this seal was full of failure, with a touch of ridicule and sadness.
You Xing has run out.
"Let's go and take me directly to the apartment on the eighth floor." Fang Yuan sighed and ordered.
Then he led the Master to quickly put away the obsession on his face, hesitantly said: "But adults, the holy palace is full of countless sights, we have just begun! In addition to these, there are the Beautiful Women's Palace, the Baby Girl's Palace, The charming palace, the innocent palace. There is also the Yixiang Palace. At that time, there were women and strangers, even Maomin. There was also a jade statue palace, which used nephrite to make beautiful portraits for ancestors.
The Master was anxious, and the places he said cannot be entered by his own identity.
He would like to take this opportunity to feast his eyes.
But Fang Yuan did not satisfy his small wish.
Juyangxianzong rarely lives in the Holy Palace in his late years. Instead, they live in the sky of longevity and live in abundance.
Every year, Kitahara chooses a large number of women for him to enrich the holy palace.
The last time Juyang Xianzun came to the holy palace, there were no such lucky women. He established the 88-point Zhenyang Tower, and after setting the rules of the Wang Ting dispute, he completely disappeared and disappeared in the eyes of the world.
As a result, the holy palace is dying, and those poor women who are as beautiful as flowers are like canaries in cages.
Wang Tingfu's land is large, but there is no freedom, no matter where it is, it is also a cage.
In the end, they were here one by one, and they lost their youth. They cannot escape, and no one dares to rescue them.
Under the great glory of Juyang Xianzun, the pain, sorrow and grief of many women are buried.
In the eyes of Fang Yuan, the value of the Holy Palace is not high.
It's just the remains of the ancestors of Juyang. The valuables left over from that year have also been emptied by the puppet masters of all ages. Even later, Zhongzhou Wuxian made a joint investigation and found nothing.
The only valuable place in the holy palace is the entire Wang Tingfu land. No, more precisely, it is the most valuable place in the entire Beiyuan.
That's the top of the eighth floor—the eighty-eight corner Zhenyang Tower!
Small house made by the hairy ancestors, proposed by Juyang Xianzun.
Eight-turned fairy!
But now, it's not time.
The top of the eighth layer is just blank. Only when the ten-year blizzard erupted completely would the 88-pointed Zhenyang Tower gradually emerge.
The next day, Fang Yuan went out of his way and continued to practice while waiting for the opening of Zhenyang Tower.
The azure wolves are entrusted to others to take care of, without the need for Fang Yuan to care.
During this period, Hei Loulan sent him to reveal his intention to solicit him.
Join the black family and become a foreigner?
Facing this proposal, Fang Yuan said that he should consider it and show his intentions. But in fact, he would never do this.
Ren Pisong can disguise him as the wolf king, but in the end it is Fan Zhi. Facing the investigation of Xian Zhi, it is likely to reveal the stuffing.
Soliciting foreign family members is a common practice of the superpowers in Beiyuan. In this way, you can turn the magic path to the strength of the right path, which is very helpful for the major gold clans to control the North Plains situation.
As for the matter on Xingyu Peak, Hei Loulan said nothing. However, there is a rumor rumor that is gradually rising, saying how the Wolf King is overbearing, how the opponent ’s performance on Xingyuan Peak, how bad, how bullying, and exaggerated three-pointers, but it seems true and credible.
Fang Yuan sneered. This was obviously someone pushing his hands behind the scenes and ruining his reputation.
"It's very possible that Pan Ping, Sun Shihan and others have motives, and even Hei Loulan. But even if I lose my reputation, what can I do?"
Juyang Xianzun was a demon master with a bad reputation and looking for flowers and grass. now what? Is everyone respected Xianzun!
How many girls did he trample on to the harem? How much happiness did he destroy?
But even today, no one has come to publicly accuse him.
Everything in the world is strength.
On earth, people are terrible, and three people become tigers. That's because everyone is mortal, and the rules of the world are different. Individuals cannot have power beyond the group.
But here it is not.
This is one of the reasons why Fang Yuan loves this world.
After half a month, the golden sky suddenly moved slightly like water.
The whole land started to shake slightly.
From the wind, a ray of light dazzles like a sun, and it suddenly stands on top of the holy palace.
The light continued for three teas and gradually faded away. Where there was nothing, a tower appeared.
The eighty-eight corner Zhenyang Tower! (To be continued. Please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!)