Today, Shi Miao specially changed into the long skirt of Xiulou, which he didn't like very much, and stepped into Xiulou as the daughter of the Master of Singing.

This emerging major force in the world of cultivation is said to be a building, but in fact it is seven main building called Xiulou and auxiliary building representing six kinds of arts respectively.

Poetry, drama, art, music, architecture, dance, and six arts can become the head of a auxiliary building, that is, the owner of the first floor.

Although there is no great monk in the Mahayana realm in Xiulou today, because there are two great Nascent Souls who have entered the quasi-Mahayana stage, the momentum is even higher. As long as they do not commit suicide and step into the Mahayana steadily, they can become the only organization in the contemporary world of practice that has two Mahayana monks.

The place where the six owners gathered was in the main building of Xiulou. These seven towers were all from the hands of the first generation of the Nesty Master, that is, the first generation of the Architectural Art Building. From the appearance, there are only seven ordinary wooden towers, the main building in the middle seven floors and the auxiliary building around them six floors. But when you really walk in, you will find that each building has its own universe, and the first floor is a small world. This is not a world like Longmen that is purely accumulated by the inner world of generations of Mahayana ancestors, but a small world built out of thin air with the spiritual materials of the world of cultivation with its own techniques. There is no mark of anyone's heart, and there is no need to worry about anyone leaving behind any secret tricks. It can be said to be the pinnacle of architectural art.

But hiding into a small building becomes a unified system, regardless of winter, summer, spring and autumn, the superb technique of the first generation of nest owners has become the fuse that restricts the show building now and even leads to the chaos in the show building.

The relative closure between various arts has led to a decrease in communication and communication. The artists are also a group of elites with high self-esteem and are born to be convinced by no one. This has also led to the fact that Xiulou is now full of flowers, but also undercurrents - the battle for transformation and destruction.

Just like the sword energy dispute between Huashan School in martial arts novels, Xiulou is now trapped in the same ideological struggle. Should we focus on self-expression or touch others? In the mortal world, it is the difference between art and business. These two artistic concepts divide the six major arts into two schools.

Among them, the leaders of art, poetry and drama came together, the Invisible Lord, the Great Sigh Lord and the Qiyou Lord, the three of them stood on the side of self-expression and claimed to be destroyed.

The three arts of music, architecture and dance were led by Xishengzhu, Youchaozhu and Zhaonuozhu.

The two schools debated on the platform on the top of the Xiulou for three months. During this period, all things were born and died, the stars swayed, and the heaven and earth cried, but in the end, no result was achieved.

The debate ended, Xiulou seemed to have returned to its former peace. Everyone talked about art and techniques, but everyone could feel that a rush of undercurrent was brewing in Xiulou, waiting for one day to explode.

In such an environment, Shi Miao is extremely reluctant to come to Xiulou on weekdays. She is the only daughter of the Lord of Sings. Every move will be over-interpreted with strange political factors. Although her father did not say anything clearly, how can the caring little cotton jacket add trouble to her father?

So on weekdays, Shi Miao would not come if he could, especially when her musical talent disappeared inexplicably, she was even more reluctant to come to this place where she reminded her to be a genius.

But today, the situation forced her to come.

After a few days of careful investigation, she has confirmed that the voluntary power library of Xiulou is on the third floor of the main building. As long as she is in her own identity, there is no problem to go in. As long as she can find a way to steal a bottle, she will get at least 3,000 voluntary powers.

Yes, Xiulou's wish is filled with bottles, and the carrier is tears. Shi Miao was full of questions when he first learned about it. His own organization was like a big villain, storing the victim's tears.

Of course, this is not the case. It is just that the willpower is stored in the form of "tears of touch".

Coping with the greetings of the people around him, Shi Miao smiled and nodded all the way. Finally, he found a gap that no one paid attention to, and turned into the bridge to the third floor of the Wanli Library.

Every flower and tree in the beautiful building is filled with the ingenuity and ingenuity of the nest owner. It is a culmination of garden art. The use of space and structure is magical. Walking in it, one step at a time is not a big deal, but it can be done.

But Shi Miao had no intention of experiencing these beautiful scenery. The first time in her life was to steal her own nuclear materials. Anyone who had to be so nervous about this kind of thing.

Fortunately, her status is noble, and the monitoring spells in the Xiulou will not call the police. She was in danger all the way and then touched the door of the Wanli Daku.

There are no people here, Shi Miao is relieved for the time being. As long as he can enter this sealed door, his will will be at his fingertips.

However, this seal was jointly placed by the six owners of the building. Only when the butlers in the main building blew the whistle, could one person be allowed to enter and exit.

"Let me find..." Shi Miao churned in his precious leather bag and took out a small phonograph. This is a gadget given to her by Xisheng Lord. It can perfectly include various sounds and repeat them. Ordinary phonograph objects, whether they are technology or magic tools, cannot store the sound of printing whistles. No matter how they are recorded, it will only be a noise. However, Xisheng Lord produces it, and is born with orange quality, which is so unreasonable.

Shi Miao turned the switch, and a pleasant whistle came from the speaker of the phonograph. The sound was faintly visible and you wouldn't hear it when you wanted to listen carefully. But if you didn't want to listen, you could clearly receive this gentle and beautiful whistle. This was recorded by Shi Miao before while the butlers opened the treasure house.

The door of the Wanliku opened silently, like a huge mouth that devoured fate.

Shi Miao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked in.

In the quiet warehouse are rows of wooden shelves, with exquisite white porcelain bottles neatly placed on them, and the capacity is written in beautiful official script.

Shi Miao found a bottle with the words "Three Thousand" written on it. As soon as he reached out his hand, he thought again, "Three Thousand is just a guaranteed guarantee. It's always better to have more than two thousand. Add another two thousand and two thousand, so he chose the 5,000 vow bottle, which is the largest one next door.

He patted his chest guiltily and hurriedly slipped out.

Close the door and watch the seal close little by little, she smiled victoriously.

"The girl from the Shi family? Why are you here?"

A feminine voice suddenly sounded behind his back, and Shi Miao was so scared that he almost threw out the vows and the bag. He quickly turned around and couldn't help but complain.

The eldest brother Qiyouzhu of Miliu was standing in front of her with his loyal follower Da Tan.

"It turns out that it was Master Qiyou and Lord Dasan, and his niece is polite." Shi Miao tried his best to soothe his beating heart and greeted him calmly: "The inspiration has dried up recently, so I want to walk around the Xiulou and see the original works of the predecessors. Maybe I can have some ideas."

"Oh, the chance encounter of fate is always so fascinating." Qiyouzhu said funny in a dramatic tone, and the sigh next to him always had a depressed expression, as if everyone owed him millions.

"But it's not a good thing to be exhausted inspiration. You need to communicate more with people." The smiling master Qiyou seemed to have never fought with his father at all, and was as kind as Shi Miao's uncle.

"Uh, if nothing else, will the niece go back first?" But Shi Miao didn't want to stay here for a second. She knew how strong the Master Qiyou was, how many people were killed in the impermanent world of mind. The two opponents of my father almost captured their own people. This scene was too terrifying.

"Go and go, go home early." Qiyouzhu waved his hand with a smile, looking harmless.

And the Lord sighed in a silence, sighing: "You are heartbroken in Baipingzhou..."

Shi Miao, whose heart was about to jump out, accelerated his pace and stayed away from this place of right and wrong: "Fortunately, I've been through it. Now the next step is to hand over the power of will to Free God..."
Chapter completed!