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The layout of Linghao Pavilion is almost the same as that of the capital city. It is square and symmetrical. With the archway, screen wall and mountain gate as the central axis, two vertical roads divide the entire Linghao Pavilion into three areas. The easternmost side is the five respected elders of Linghao Pavilion. As well as the places where elders and disciples practice daily, live, and eat, the gate is simply marked on the map.

Linghao Pavilion martial arts is famous for its vigor and power, and its moves are varied, and it is among the best in the martial arts world. The practice of elders and disciples should not be seen by others, after all, it is a secret in the world.

Meng Fuyuan understood, and he didn't go on foot to have a look at the gate of the Elder's House, and then returned empty-handed, Meng Fuyuan didn't dare to be interested in these.

In the middle area are the Moon Altar, the Sun Altar, and the Earth Altar, which are respectively located in the west, east, and north directions. When the disciples of Haoge of Cailing came to lead the way, they passed the Moon Altar. Meng Fuyuan glanced at it hastily.Pine and cypress trees are planted on both sides of the avenue, with thick branches and thick green leaves, full of vitality.

Meng Fuyuan made a brief tour around the location of the Three Altars, and finally decided to visit the West District.The middle region and the west region are more unique than the east region and the central region, because the former is not separated by a man-made road, but a natural river. over the bridge.

There is a bridge every few hundred miles. There are three bridges on this river. From front to back, they are outrigger bridges, stone arch bridges and stacked arch bridges.Behind the outrigger bridge is the guest room, Meng Fuyuan just came out from here, naturally he can remember it correctly.

The stone arch bridge is built on the river, just like the first moon rising from the clouds, drinking the Changhong stream. Behind the stone arch bridge is the promenade. The corridor meanders and circles, and when Meng Fuyuan came out, he suddenly felt that he could not tell the difference between the east, the west, and the north.

Just now, which door did you come in from?

Meng Fuyuan looked at the almost two-month cave in front of him, and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

Just pick one at random.

Meng Fuyuan picked the one on the left. When he came out of the Moon Cave Gate, the blue and clear river flowed slowly in front of his eyes. Meng Fuyuan knew that he had chosen the wrong way. It's not a forbidden place, you can take a walk and experience it for yourself.

Putting his hands on the white stone carved into the shape of a 狻猊 above the auspicious clouds, Meng Fuyuan stepped on the arc-shaped bridge, and felt a sense of familiarity for the first time. He didn't know where it came from. The vermilion wall, but the landscape behind the wall inexplicably emerges in front of the eyes, with inexplicable and convincing power.

Meng Fuyuan didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt that the pavilions, towers, pavilions and waterside pavilions behind his intuition should be consistent with what he thought in his mind, he thought so stubbornly.That sense of familiarity is like a predestined reincarnation. It seems that I have been here a long, long time ago. Meng Fuyuan wanted to continue to study, but he has lost his thoughts.

Had to give up.

Further on is the palace where the master of the Linghao Pavilion is located. The person who drew the map deliberately left it blank, and only wrote the two big characters "Pavilion Master" to stop idlers from walking. Meng Fuyuan turned and left, before taking a few steps. Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind——

"Master..."

The voice is as clear as a young man's high spirits, but the tone is full of nostalgia and longing, as if he is calling to stop the footsteps of those who are going, or like a raving in an old dream.

Meng Fuyuan paused subconsciously. After hearing the content clearly, Meng Fuyuan realized that it had nothing to do with him, so he continued to return to the original road. After walking for a long time, a huge pain that could be felt through the silk and satin suddenly came from his wrist. With strength, Meng Fuyuan turned his head back in astonishment, at the same time, the other party's voice sounded again——

"Master...you are finally back..."

Meng Fuyuan could only hear the person holding his wrist say this.