“I really can’t dance.”
Zhao Rong said sincerely.
He usually watches others dance, but he also did it? Just thinking about that scene is very embarrassing.
And dancing with strangers...
The transparent woman nodded but still held out her hand.
Zhao Rong glanced at her shadow and asked tentatively, "Not dancing anymore?"
The transparent woman nodded, and her outstretched left hand moved closer to Zhao Rong.
The latter thought about it, wiped his right hand on the clothes at his side, then reached out and grasped... a ball of soft air.
Yes, the woman's transparent hand was like air, yet it also had a layer of soft resistance.
The two held hands together.
The transparent woman smiled.
Zhao Rong didn't know why. He clearly couldn't see her expression, not even with the help of her shadow. But he just felt that he "saw" her smile.
Because...some smiles are contagious, even if you can't see them face to face.
Zhao Rong also smiled, "Where are you taking me?"
The transparent woman wearing the Frost Sky Dawn Horns was leading Zhao Rong's hand and walking towards the ruins in front.
She didn't answer, just smiled.
Zhao Rong followed her curiously.
The two left the hot spring and the crystal pavilion, and crossed through a series of buildings that were either collapsed or decayed.
The frosty horns on the transparent woman seemed to be a fairy skirt from mythology, and starlight fell wherever she walked.
The Jiutian Hangong flowers touched by the floor-length skirt bloomed brilliantly, and particles of "bright moons" were born among them.
Along the way, there is a road paved with bright moon flowers.
The transparent woman took Zhao Rong by the hand and came to the center of the ruins city, a square covered with stone murals and sculptures of heroes.
There stand thousands of years of immortal black stone walls, and the stone carvings on them are still lifelike today.
The murals seem to be carved with mythological stories of the ancient Li ancestors.
The earliest ancestors offered sacrifices to the bright moon and obtained the mythical blood bestowed by the moon palace gods, becoming one of the blood descendants of the moon palace and spreading the divine glory of the nine-day moon palace on the earth;
There were royal ancestors who committed sins and faced the wrath of the Lord of the Moon. Their bodies, which contained the blood of myths, became rotten. Their entire race was abandoned by the moon and suffered eternal punishment under the scorching sun.
There are also resolute and wise kings who, in the endless sin period, collect the sacred treasures from the depths of the North Sea, sacrifice the most beautiful batches of Li Nu, please the lonely goddesses living in the Moon Palace, cleanse the filthy sins, and rekindle the blood of myths;
There was also the weak and pure Li Nu who was sacrificed under the moonlight, ascending to the cold and lonely Nine Heavens Moon Palace, becoming the humble Li Ji who served the Moon Palace gods. In the fear and danger of being in danger every day, she overcame and grew up step by step, and finally... she also became a god, the eternal Taiyin Palace Master... making the Li clan a true mythical Moon clan...
The long and ancient stone wall corridor looked like a scroll in front of Zhao Rong's eyes, slowly unfolding the magnificent story of the ancient Li tribe.
There are sculptures of heroes made of pure white jade all around, tall, handsome, wise and brave... They are the royal families and heroes who were once born in the Li tribe of the ancient Wangquezhou in the mythological era.
It's like a mythical journey.
A heavy and grand sense of history comes over us, but a transparent woman holding the hand of a scholar in white is strolling leisurely through this epic square.
Along the way, many mythological figures in murals and statues wore skirts that were the same as the skirt of the transparent woman who was passing by silently at this moment.
Frosty sky and morning horns.
At this moment, she held the 'man who finally came back' in one hand, raised the sleeve of the other hand, and extended an index finger, occasionally brushing the stone carving of a character in the mythological mural, and occasionally tapping the lifelike eyebrows and eyes of the heroic sculpture.
The expressions of these mythological characters were either happy, sad, cold or angry. Wherever the transparent woman's index finger rubbed and tapped: between the eyebrows of the sculptures, on the faces of the characters in the murals... traces of red marks suddenly appeared.
They finally gathered into tiny beads of blood and were collected by the index finger that touched them.
The red blood dyed the transparent fingertips red.
The woman's index finger was slender and long, outlined by the blood of myth.
At the end of the Epic Square, the transparent woman stopped in front of the sculptures of the last two female royals.
Didn't go on.
She turned around, seemingly looking closely at Zhao Rong who was looking around curiously.
The latter blinked at her, "Uh, what's wrong... By the way, where are you taking me?"
The transparent woman suddenly stood on tiptoe and raised an index finger stained with mythical blood, drawing a long crescent-shaped blood mark between the eyebrows of Zhao Rong, who had no time to lean back to avoid it.
A moon mark.
Zhao Rong was startled and quickly let go of the woman's hand, took a few steps back, and touched his forehead.
The mythical blood of the Moon Palace descendant merged into his brow the moment it touched it, leaving only a faint bloodstain, which became fainter and fainter until soon there was no trace left.
Zhao Rong was about to speak when he found out... he could fly.
In the hazy moonlight that enveloped the entire ruins of Wangque City for eternity, Zhao Rong felt as if he had lost gravity and his body was as light as a feather.
It was just like the state of the transparent woman floating and flying when she was dancing just now.
The transparent woman smiled as she looked at Zhao Rong who was somewhat unbalanced in the air.
Gui suddenly said: "It is said that the ancient pure-blooded Li clan inherited the mythical blood from the Moon Palace and has the ability to fly in the moonlight. They also like singing and dancing, and have a festival where they dance in the moonlight..."
Zhao Rong opened his eyes.
What just merged into his brow is the legendary mythical blood?
Does that mean that even if he hasn't reached the Tianzhi realm, he will be able to fly in the future?
He inhaled and thought in his heart with surprise: "Wouldn't it be possible to fly all the way to the moon?"
Gui nodded, "Well, you can try when you go back out, but I suggest you fly faster, or you won't reach the Moon Palace before the sun rises and it's daytime, and then you'll fall and die."
Zhao Rong also laughed after hearing this.
At this moment, he tried hard to balance his body floating in the air, and carefully experienced the magic of "flying" under the moon.
At this moment, Zhao Rong felt his hand being held up, and there was another soft resistance.
He turned around and saw the transparent woman.
The two held hands and floated in the air above the Epic Square.
The transparent woman seemed to want to dance again, and she pulled Zhao Rong and danced with him.
Looking down from a high place, her frosty horns were like flowers blooming under the moon.
However, Zhao Rong looked much more 'awkward and clumsy'. He just waved his hands and kicked his legs like a wooden man with stiff limbs.
There is no physical coordination at all.
If you force yourself to dance, it will be awkward.
The transparent woman bent over and covered her mouth with her hands as she giggled.
Zhao Rong looked very embarrassed, scratching his head awkwardly and said, "I really can't dance... How about... How about I return this blood to you?"
The transparent woman lowered her hand from covering her mouth and shook her head.
Suddenly, she stretched out her hand towards Zhao Rong's handsome face, but finally put it down.
In mid-air, the transparent woman held Zhao Rong's hands with both hands, leaned back and floated away, holding Zhao Rong's hand to fly together to tour the ancient ruins.
Zhao Rong found that her flying posture was very beautiful, just as graceful as the flying goddess in the mural, especially when paired with this mysterious and noble cyan dress.
But he flies much more 'casually'.
Well, okay, actually it is the same as the "dog paddle swimming" style of flying that the little fish just did.
Before, he laughed at this silly girl, but now that Zhao Rong could fly, he realized that when he was suspended in the air, if he wanted to fly in a certain direction or speed up, there was nowhere for him to exert force.
Since I can't flap my wings like a bird, I can only swing my arms awkwardly...
Fortunately, with the transparent woman leading him and guiding him, he gradually mastered some techniques and postures.
In the dim moonlight, the two of them flew towards the depths of the ruins like a Taoist couple flying hand in hand under the bright moon...
In the lake of his heart, Zhao Rong said to the sword spirit with a straight face: "What are you laughing at?"
Gui supported his cheek with the back of his hand, tilted his head and smiled: "Master Zhao is so embarrassed, but he still wants to fly to the Moon Palace? Do you want to bring joy to the goddesses on the moon? Well, but if you can make them laugh, it is also Master Zhao's ability."
Zhao Rong: “…”
The transparent woman took Zhao Rong and flew over one magical architectural ruin after another. Wherever they passed, dangerous prohibitions, ominous curses, and creatures lurking in the darkness retreated.
The dangerous and mysterious ruins that even Nascent Soul cultivators did not dare to break into in the past have become docile and harmless, as if they had received the inspection of a king.
But Zhao Rong didn't know this. He was just curious about everything around him. At the same time, he was curious about the identity of the transparent woman who was kind to him...
The transparent woman took Zhao Rong to a remote and hidden hall, and after some twists and turns, they entered a secret place deep in the hall.
Next to a spring made of frost-white stones, the woman let him drink the spring water that looked like misty flowing clouds.
She also scooped water for Zhao Rong and washed his face.
The previously confused and dusty consciousness seemed to be cleansed by a clear spring, and Zhao Rong's entire spirit was awakened, as if he was reborn, and his ears and eyes were sharp again...
Gui told Zhao Rong that the water in his heart had become clearer.
The "dark blue glazed color" that had been dim and invisible in the lake after the fatal battle also turned into a dragon carp again.
Moreover, its shape and color are even more refined than before the fight between Zhao Rong and Qin Jianfu.
The seventy-two evil dragons in the depths of the Heart Abyss also got rid of the terrifying aura and shadow left by the Demon Dragon, and began to raise their heads from time to time and become active...
The transparent woman took Zhao Rong away from this secret spring whose name he never knew.
Zhao Rong's martial arts physique has recovered to its original state, with no hidden injuries anymore.
Even his condition was stronger than before the death battle in the Imperial Mausoleum...
The transparent woman took Zhao Rong and flew over numerous palaces, and came to a dead tree forest surrounded by thousands of jade square tablets.
They went straight through the remains of this ancient forbidden formation whose arrangement method had long been lost. The patterns on the white jade square stele that had originally shone with red light dimmed one by one under the transparent woman's cyan-gold skirt.
She led the man to the nine dead trees at the deepest part.
Standing on tiptoe, they picked the fruits hanging from their branches.
There are nine in total.
There are some strange cloud-like patterns on it.
The color is tender and juicy.
This is also the only bright color in this gray and dead forest.
The transparent woman handed a fruit to Zhao Rong's mouth...