As soon as people lie down, they don't want to move anything, and Roland Hill occasionally wants to be lazy and do nothing, just sleep like this.
In the afternoon, the sun gradually tilted, the pine forests were also dyed golden, and the weather became cooler.
Loren Hill walked down from the attic slowly, running his fingers on the smooth handrail. Most of the furniture in the attic is painted with reddish-brown paint, which feels very comfortable and has no peculiar smell.
After coming here, she also put on a pair of soft cloth shoes, stepped on the wooden board, and could hear the faint thumping sound of the wooden board, and felt the subtle trembling of the wooden board.
These woods have good toughness and are relatively hard, so they should be some kind of hardwoods. Such thoughts floated in Loren Hill's heart, and then came to the hall on the first floor.
The first floor is very spacious. In the middle of the hall is a gray-blue stone wall with a large tree carved on it, and the leaves are red (#ed5736).
Judging from its shape, it should be a red toon tree, which is also a symbol of the Feather School, because the name of the ancestor is called red toon.
The wind passing through the hall blew through the gate, and the faint sound of cognition came from the pine forest in the distance, and the hall was very quiet. The two bird cages are now on the ground, and the two birds are squatting in them, with their eyes closed, not knowing whether they are resting or practicing.
They were always orange, one was blue and black, and when they heard the sound of Roland Hill approaching, they opened their eyes, turned around, and burst into chirping, as if shouting, this big stupid bird finally woke up.
"I see, I'll find you something to eat later." Roland Hill walked over, squatted down, tapped the heads of the two birds, and then stroked the feathers. One of them was warm and the other was slightly cold.
Simply comforting the two little guys, Roland Hill stood up, picked up the bronze medal pendant that Vivian had left for her, walked into the courtyard, crossed the short bluestone path, came to the door of the courtyard, opened the door, went out.
Surrounded by tall trees, they are about ten stories tall, but they are not too close together. Walking on the stone path under the shade of the trees, there is a feeling of leisure and openness.
The mottled golden sunlight, mixed with the shade of emerald green trees, forms a light and shadow of different shades, sprinkled on the path, very quiet and beautiful.
Roland Hill stepped on the fallen leaves on the slate, and his fingertips slowly stroked a stone palace lantern on the side of the road. There were also some withered bamboo leaves on it. The cornices on the palace lantern had a rough grain of sand carved by time.
Occasionally, a few birds flew through the forest and made several chirping sounds.
After walking a few hundred meters, Roland Hill saw another courtyard that was half-hidden in the yellow bamboo forest. Although it was not big, it was somewhat elegant. He could even hear the occasional sound of reading. It must be here. The owner should be a man who loves to learn.
Because it was still early, at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Roland Hill was not in a hurry to rush to the market where Shishu Waimen was located, to enjoy the scenery along the way and the comfort of the breeze.
The area within the Burning Sun and Feather Sect is vast, and there is plenty of space for everyone. Even the outer disciples don’t need to be crowded together.
Along the way, Lorraine Hill also saw various types of small buildings and courtyards, some of which were suspended between the trees, some were half in the air, and the other half fell into the water pool, some were shaped like tall towers, and some were like a cave.
Various decorations have also changed a lot, some are built with green bamboo, some buildings are vermilion red, some are blue tiles and white walls, and some are dark and dark.
Anyway, there seems to be no restrictions on the style of the residence in the pie, and everyone can transform it according to what they like, and the various terrains are also optional. In addition to sighing, Roland Hill was also thinking about whether to remodel his courtyard later.
Walking through the long stone path in the forest, Loren Hill finally came to a slightly lively Fang Market. It was past four o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was comfortable, and several disciples in yellow clothes were hanging out in the Fang Market. Occasionally, they would sit in a wooden pavilion not far away to exchange their latest practice experiences, and there was a slight laugh.
A tall stone archway stands in the shade of pines, with the words 'Zhixiang Pavilion' written on it. This is where the extraordinary creations are sold, and the disciples in the sect will also exchange some things here.
A slightly older senior sister saw Roland Hill standing at the door of Fangshi, hesitant, and came over.
"Are you looking for someone? Seeing that you haven't changed your clothes, you must have just entered the school." She asked cheerfully when she saw Roland Hill wearing a gray dress.
"Yes, I want to find Uncle Lianyin." Roland Hill took out the bronze medal in his hand.
"Well, it seems that I guessed correctly, giggle, come with me, it just so happens that I am assisting Uncle Lianyin to manage some things in the square city." After she finished speaking, she took Loren Hill to the square. In a corner of the city, there are square three-story buildings.
"Uncle Lianyin, I'm here~" Her voice was sassy and long, and she seemed to be very familiar with Uncle Lianyin.
"Didn't you just say that you would go back to practice if you had nothing to do? Why did you come back so quickly?" An old man's voice came from upstairs, and then walked downstairs with pounding footsteps.
"Because I met a cute little junior sister on the way, I was afraid she would get lost, so I brought her here."
"Uh, today, I think about it, it seems that there is such a person who received a letter from the real person Jinhua in the morning." An old man wearing a gray goose shirt appeared in front of the two of them. Strength.
"Oh, this is Jialan." He looked at the little girl who was standing there, and seemed to be comparing the description in the letter.
"Yes, Master Lianyin, I am Jialan." Roland Hill gently bent over and saluted, then raised his head.
"It's not bad, the energy is stable and natural, it seems that he is a rare talent." The old man stroked his beard, then turned and went to the back warehouse. After a while, the stone door was opened, and he walked into it. , take out some objects, and then close the stone door again.
"Let's register first, and then put these things away." After speaking, he put the necessary things for the outer disciples on the table one by one.
Among them were several sets of clothing, as well as extraordinary creations, Roland Hill observed curiously.
Yellow silk gauze (silver grade, excellent): made of wood fiber of autumn yellow mulberry tree (silver grade), mixed with cotton silk, it is warm and breathable, and the texture is tough, which can resist some injuries. Tenacity Lv.3 Poison Avoidance Lv.2
In this way, there are about 5 sets of yellow gauze clothes, which can be changed and washed by the disciples, followed by a long sword of red wood.
Fire Wujian (Gold Grade, Excellent): Made of coke tail fire Wutong (Gold Grade) wood, engraved with Huilu inscription pattern, which can increase fire-related skills and is very light at the same time. Red Flame Lv.4 Swiftness Lv.1
After reading the long sword, Roland Hill turned his eyes to the two small bottles and a thick book to the side.
Zhi Huang Dan (Silver Rank, Excellent): It can improve one's own Mana (Yuan Li), speed up the progress of cultivation, and has a good effect on Sequences 1-4. Yuan Li Lv.2
Buyi San (Bronze, Excellent): Sprinkling it on the wound can quickly stop bleeding, and also has the effect of curing and killing poison. Hemostasis Lv.2 Healing Lv.1 Antivirus Lv.1
There are 10 pieces of Zhihuangdan in that small bottle, which looks pretty good. As for the patching powder at the back, it feels like a panacea. The blood potion she gave Pullman before was much better than this.
But in general, the Burning Sun and Feathers Sect is still very rich, and the outer disciples are actually a gold-level extraordinary creation. Loren Hill accepted them one by one, and finally turned his gaze to the booklet aside.
Many props, design drawings, practice methods, etc. are described in colorful paintings, and there is a heritage gem set on the bookcase.
Compared with the oriental style that uses paper pages as the cover, this thick book adopts the method of the western thick paper shell with copper edges and corners, and the pages in the book also have a faint yellow color.
Burning Sun Feather·Outer Gate Classics (Gold Level, Excellent): Made of Huiluzhou's unique paper, it is anti-corrosion and water-resistant, and records Jietian (magic), Qianlong (dragon), Jiuyou (dead spirit), The first three-level cultivation methods of the three great avenues, as well as various basic knowledge, are often used to lay the foundation for outer sect disciples.
"This one has been collected, and I can look it up more recently, and I will examine it in the future." The senior sister put the thick book in Roland Hill's arms and instructed.
"I just didn't learn it well at the time, and it took me another year to enter the inner door." Although a little modest, this senior sister is a real Magic Sequence 5. At such an age, it is extremely fast to reach this level.
Seeing her patted her chest proudly, the uncle on the side just smiled and shook his head slightly, looking at the girl with black hair and long skirt.
This nephew who has just entered the school is probably the real wizard. In this way, the Feather Sect is expected to revive, and the old man of his own generation can go with peace of mind.
Thinking of this, his originally melancholy mood also melted a lot. An era gradually falls, and a new era slowly rises.