Once a person lies down, he doesn't want to move at all. Occasionally, Loran Hill would want to be lazy, do nothing, and just sleep soundly.

As the afternoon approached, the sun gradually slanted, the pine forest was dyed with bursts of gold, and the weather became cooler.

Loran Hill walked down from the attic slowly, running his fingers along the smooth handrail. Most of the furniture in the attic was painted reddish-brown, feeling very comfortable to the touch and without any peculiar smell.

After arriving here, she also changed into a pair of soft cloth shoes. When she stepped on the wooden boards of the stairs, she could hear the faint thumping sounds of the boards and feel the extremely slight trembling of the boards.

These woods are very tough and hard, they must be some kind of hardwood. This thought crossed Luo Lanxier's mind, and then he came to the hall on the first floor.

The first floor is very spacious. In the middle of the hall is a gray-green stone wall with a large tree carved on it. The leaves are purple (#ed5736).

Judging from its shape, it should be a red toon tree, which is also the symbol of the Xiangyu School, because the name of its founder is Hongchun.

The breeze blew through the door, and the faint chirping of cicadas drifted from the distant pine forest. The hall was very quiet. Two bird cages were now placed on the ground, and two birds were squatting in them, eyes closed, not knowing whether they were resting or practicing.

One of them was orange and the other was blue and black. When they heard the sound of Loran Hill approaching, they opened their eyes, turned around, and made bursts of chirping sounds from their mouths, as if shouting, "This big stupid bird has finally woken up."

"I know. I'll find you something to eat later." Luo Lanxi came over, squatted down, gently tapped the heads of the two birds, and then touched their feathers. One of them was warm, and the other was a little cold.

After simply comforting the two little guys, Loran Hill stood up, picked up the bronze pendant left to her by Jinhua, walked into the yard, crossed the short bluestone path, came to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, and walked out.

There are tall trees all around, about more than ten stories high, but they are not too close together. Walking on the stone path under the shade of the trees, you have a leisurely and open feeling.

The mottled golden sunlight, mixed with the emerald green shade of the trees, formed light and shadows of varying brightness, which sprinkled on the path, which was very quiet and beautiful.

Loran Hill stepped on the fallen leaves on the stone slabs, and his fingertips slowly stroked a stone palace lantern on the side of the road. Some withered yellow bamboo leaves also fell on it. The eaves of the palace lantern had a rough sandy feel that had been corroded by time.

Occasionally a few birds fly through the woods, chirping a few times.

After walking for several hundred meters, Loran Hill finally saw another courtyard half hidden in the yellow bamboo forest. Although it was not big, it was also somewhat elegant. One could even hear the occasional sound of reading coming from it. Presumably, the owner here must be a studious person.

Because it was still early, around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Loran Hill was not in a hurry to rush to the market where his outer sect master was. He leisurely and comfortably admired the scenery along the way and enjoyed the comfortable feeling of the breeze.

The territory of Zhuori Xiangyu Sect is vast, and there is ample space allocated to everyone. Even outer disciples do not have to squeeze together. They all have their own exclusive residences, allowing everyone to arrange and decorate them freely.

Along the way, Loran Hill also saw small buildings and courtyards of various styles. Some of them were hung between the big trees, some were half in the air and half fell into the pool, some were shaped like tall towers, and some were like caves.

The decorations are also varied. Some are built with green bamboo, some have vermilion buildings, some have green tiles and white walls, and some are dark and deep.

Anyway, the faction didn't seem to have any restrictions on the style of residence; everyone could renovate it however they liked, and there were all kinds of terrains to choose from. While Luo Lanxier sighed, he was also thinking about whether he should renovate his own courtyard in the future.

After walking along a long, quiet stone path through the woods, Loran Hill finally arrived at a bustling market. It was past four in the afternoon, and the weather was pleasant. Several yellow-robed disciples were strolling through the market. Occasionally, they would sit in a nearby wooden pavilion, sharing their recent cultivation experiences, and a gentle stream of laughter could be heard.

A tall stone archway stands in the shade of pine trees, with the words "Zhixiang Pavilion" written on it. This is where extraordinary creations are sold, and disciples of the sect also exchange some things here.

An older senior sister saw Loran Hill standing at the entrance of the market, hesitated a little, and walked over.

"Are you looking for someone? You haven't changed your clothes yet, so you must have just joined the company." She asked cheerfully when she saw Roland Hill in a reed-gray dress.

"Yes, I want to find Uncle Lian Yin." Luo Lanxi took out the bronze medal in his hand.

"Well, it seems that I guessed right. Haha, come with me. It just so happens that I have been assisting Uncle Lian Yin in managing some things in the market these days." After saying that, she took Loran Hill to a corner of the market, where there was a square three-story building.

"Uncle Lian Yin, I'm here~" Her voice was clear and long, and she seemed to be very familiar with Uncle Lian Yin.

"Didn't you just say that you would go back to practice if there was nothing else? Why did you come back so soon?" An old man's voice came from upstairs, and then he walked downstairs with thumping 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? Let me think, there seems to be such a person. He received a letter from Master Jinhua this morning." An old man in grey goose clothes appeared in front of the two of them. He walked briskly and had the strength of Magic Sequence 5.

"Oh, this must be Jialan." He took a quick look at the graceful girl, as if comparing her with the description in the letter.

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