Chapter 194 Listening to the Lecture

North of Tongtian Square, Low Mountain.

A cluster of archaic structures made of green brick and black tiles was beautifully scattered across the hillside.

In a spacious courtyard to the west, the interior was filled with lush bamboo.

The bamboo stood as tall as two men and had the thickness of a finger, with a jade-like vibrant green main stem and leaves.

In the midst of the bamboo forest, stood a pavilion with a gray wooden pillar for support and a roof covered in dark green tiles.

Around the open area, the ground was laid with black and white pebbles.

At this moment, within the quiet bamboo court, hundreds of people, some standing, some sitting, were gathered.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, tall and slim, with a complexion as white as jade, was sitting cross-legged on a meditation mat under the pavilion, his eyes closed in rest.