The smile on Zhao Rong's face finally relaxed a little.

The transparent woman suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at his chest.

Zhao Rong looked down and realized, "Are you talking about the little red flower you gave me?"

He had previously put the very strange blood-red Jiutian Hangong flower in his arms.

The transparent woman nodded.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "You mean, I'll take this little red flower as a token of my love and bring it with me next time we meet?"

The transparent woman nodded vigorously.

Then she seemed to be happy and excited again, floating around Zhao Rong, spinning and dancing.

In the autumn wind, her skirt and sleeves fluttered, making her look like the goddess in the mural of Li Ren.

Zhao Rong also smiled and spun around, holding her hands with both of his own, facing each other, floating and spinning together in the air...

He was already quite familiar with this kind of weightless suspension in the moonlight.

Afterwards, the two of them played and spun all the way back to the central location of the Wangque City ruins, and returned to the crystal pavilion where they first met.

The two of them walked through the hot spring full of Jiutian Hangong flowers and came to the hall that Xiaoyu had pointed out to Zhao Rong.

At this time, the transparent woman turned her head and looked at the dome, as if she remembered something, and suddenly stopped.

She pulled Zhao Rong's sleeve and pointed to the dome above.

Zhao Rong turned around, curious, "What's the matter?"

This relic, named Wangque, is located in an extremely huge stone cave.

Zhao Rong had previously guessed that it should be inside Jiyue Mountain.

Either an underground cave or a hollowed-out mountain.

The dome of this cave is very special.

Half of it is rock, and the other half is made of glass, in the shape of a crescent moon.

So when you look up, it looks like a huge bright moon.

Moreover, the half-moon dome made of colored glaze also emits a blue light. If you look closely, there seems to be some kind of flowing light above the colored glaze dome.

The azure light comes from them.

Looking through the colored glaze, there are some unknown light blue lights in these flowing liquids. They are like snakes with unknown tracks, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, changing constantly...

This place is a bit like... the underwater aquarium that Zhao Rong visited in his previous life. It's like the effect of sunlight shining through glass, only the color is different.

I don't know what's up there.

In addition, the colored glaze in this world is not as transparent as the glass in the previous life, but more hazy...

At this moment, the transparent woman pulled Zhao Rong and flew towards the glazed half-moon dome above their heads.

Zhao Rong said nothing more and followed him.

Soon, the two flew in front of the glass dome.

It was not until this time, after a close observation, that Zhao Rong was truly certain that there was indeed water above the cave, and it seemed to be... a lake.

Then, this is Jiyue Mountain...

Suddenly, a vague guess arose in his mind.

The transparent woman looked up at the glazed half-moon dome in front of her, as if she could see through the glazed glass and see things in the lake behind her.

The next second, as if she had finally found something, she pulled Zhao Rong's sleeve, moved a hundred or eighty steps to the left, and came to a position.

The transparent woman raised the empty sleeve of her right hand and pointed at the piece of colored glaze above.

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked carefully, and immediately found a black object lying quietly behind the glass dome.

The shape vaguely resembles... a stove.

Zhao Rong was stunned and blurted out: "Tingni Purple Gold Furnace?"

"Sure enough." He breathed a sigh of relief as if he had finally confirmed a guess. "This should be the Moon Lake on the top of the Moon Festival Mountain. My furnace was thrown into it by the little emperor. The lake is full of thunder."

As he spoke, Zhao Rong felt that everything he had seen before made sense. "No wonder I said that the azure light behind the glass dome looked familiar. The light blue light that kept flashing inside should be the arc of lightning..."

He laughed and shook his head, then turned around and looked down at the magnificent ruins below.

"Wangque City..." Zhao Rong whispered to himself, "The old Wangque City should have been built on the top of Jiyue Mountain. Wangque means looking at the palace in the sky. But now it seems that someone didn't want this abandoned ancient city building to be destroyed, so they used some great power to raise Jiyue Mountain by a whole level, which is the top of Jiyue Mountain we see now."

Zhao Rong nodded. "No wonder I was wondering why there was no trace of the Li Clan on the top of the mountain... From what I can see now, it should have been done by the ancient Li Clan before they left, and... they still exist somewhere in the Xuanhuang Realm."

His gaze turned to the crystal pavilion below. Not long ago, it was the "door" in the little fish's mouth.

Luo Xiu, Xiao Yu and the other sixteen women were taken in by a noble person.

"Are they all in that Moon Palace?"

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes, thought and whispered: "That noble lady should be from the Li clan, then why are they returning to Dali now? And now it seems that the two bright moons that appeared during the Fengshan ceremony held by this young master are not entirely due to this young master and Brother Yiwu and others..."

He thought again of the bright moon that had just shrouded the crystal pavilion. It was almost exactly the same as the auspicious moon that had appeared on the top of the Moon Festival Mountain before.

Zhao Rong was thoughtful, "Does Empress Dowager Dugu know... or is this her plan? Yes, if the Fengshan Ceremony is successful, the biggest beneficiaries are the Dugu family and the young emperor. Is this the goal that the Li Clan wants to achieve?

“Then our Empress Dowager Dugu, who has great acting skills, should undoubtedly be from the Li clan. The music club she runs and the beliefs it conveys are very consistent with her secret identity. I just don’t know if the death of the late Emperor Dali has anything to do with her.

"So, she actually never worried about the failure of the Fengshan Ceremony from the beginning to the end, because with the help of the nobles of the Li Clan, the auspicious sign of the bright moon will definitely come...

“However, this time, the Fengshan Ceremony was still able to bring about two auspicious bright moons. One of the bright moons was the strange phenomenon that accompanied the perfection of that thing inside the Thunderous Purple Gold Furnace. Ha, I wonder if this unexpected bright moon scared the Dugu Clan and the Li Clan behind her.

"I heard them talking about two bright moons, leaving and returning... two bright moons coming together, could it be that I accidentally stumbled upon some ancient prophecy?

"No wonder Dugu looked at me with something wrong..."

Zhao Rong touched his chin with interest.

"I understand. That's why she privately asked me to hold the ceremony in a proper manner at the last moment before the Fengshan ceremony. Don't mess it up on purpose. Otherwise, if I messed up the ceremony under the nose of Meng Zhengjun and still got a bright moon and auspicious signs, would the academy not be suspicious?"

Zhao Rong nodded. "It all makes sense... But it's hard for her. After so many performances, I'm beginning to doubt... Is she the real Queen Mother of Dali? Could it be..."

He rubbed his face, "Is he really the biggest thief of the Dali Dynasty?"

Under the glazed crescent moon dome, Zhao Rong was reviewing the situation silently. The transparent woman next to him was looking at him quietly without urging him.

It seems that it would be good to keep him a little longer.

Whether it’s the gifts I just gave or now.

Zhao Rong, who was reviewing the trip to Dali, suddenly laughed.

He didn't care whether the transparent woman could understand or not, and whispered to her quietly:

"When I came to Dali before, I actually thought that there were some undercurrents under the surface of the Dali Dynasty, but I didn't expect the water to be so deep. Even our Linlu Academy has become a chess piece that can be used. We are being used to take advantage of others and are still kept in the dark."

Zhao Rong's thoughts were clear at this time, and he smiled with some emotion:

"And most importantly, this Dugu clan has a seemingly powerful Li clan as their backer, but they still openly ask our Linlu Academy for help. Can't the Li clan show up? Or... do they also have an enemy they are afraid of? They can't be discovered by the other party, so who is this enemy?

"Is it the Tianya Sword Pavilion that maintains order on the mountain of Wangquezhou, or... the Youwang family that took over Wangquezhou on behalf of the human race and sent away the Li people, or some other powerful forces? Are they actually interfering in the affairs of Dali? They are hiding deep enough, and there is no trace of them..."

"wrong."

He suddenly denied it, because the "trace" might have been on his own body!

Zhao Rong tightly grasped the gray pipe in his hand.

"Who is the person behind the scenes who helped Qin Jianfu to ambush and kill me this time? Are they the same people as the enemies of the Li clan? In other words, are they related to them?"

Zhao Rong narrowed his starry eyes slightly.

The blood feud was settled.

He would definitely report it when he got out, but he had to catch these sneaky rats hiding in the back first!

And regardless of whether his current strength is enough to defeat the enemy, he must at least find out who the enemy is.

All of these need to be written down in a small notebook, take your time.

But now it seems that these unknown enemies are very cautious, as can be seen from Qin Jianfu's unexpected ambush this time...

As for why Zhao Rong did not suspect that the Li clan did it, the reason is very simple.

Except now it was Li Nu Luo Xiu and Xiao Yu who saved him.

Zhao Rong thought that he had no conflict of interest with Dugu Chanyi and the Li clan, and that the Fengshan ceremony he presided over would also be beneficial to them, so there was no need for them to attack Zhao Rong.

on the contrary!

The enemies of the Li tribe would be more likely to attack him.

In addition to Zhao Rong's indirect help to Dugu Chanyi and the Li clan, the death of a Confucian scholar from the academy after the Fengshan ceremony could also sow discord between Dugu Chanyi and Linlu Academy.

"Is this a chess piece? Your fate is not your own. Instead, it becomes the fuse of their game. They don't care whether you live or die, whether you have any grudges against them, as long as it is in their interest, you will die. Don't jump around recklessly, just obey and accept your fate..."

Zhao Rong laughed again, and said to the transparent woman who was listening quietly, "The world and situation outside are like this. I am still in a hurry to run out. Isn't it stupid? It's better to travel here like a fairy."

The transparent woman did not react, as if she did not understand. She just liked to look at him quietly and listen to him talk.

I am satisfied.

Zhao Rong knew she wouldn't respond, so he was actually asking himself.

But it’s just like the Li tribe who hastily evacuated this mythical city back then.

If we avoid facing the outside world, then the tranquility and beauty of this city cannot be maintained, and no matter how magnificent and gorgeous it is, it will eventually become a ruin.

At this moment, Zhao Rong let out a long sigh.

"Besides that, the most crucial and fundamental thing about all of this is what the Li Clan is going to do when they return to Wangque Continent, and what their enemies are going to do to stop them. What exactly are the two sides fighting for...

"This is the root cause of all the things and conflicts happening in Dali right now."

Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and asked, "Do you know?"

He asked the transparent woman.

She was wearing the Frost Sky Dawn Horn, she was familiar with everything in the Li clan ruins, and she could give him a touch of the Li clan's mythical blood.

She is a member of the Li clan, and her status in the clan is definitely not low.

Maybe, he is also a noble person.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The transparent woman still tilted her head slightly and looked at Zhao Rong, looking at his face.

There was no response to his words.

Like he didn't understand, or... wasn't interested at all.

Zhao Rong saw this and breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, I thought too much. I just said those words out of emotion... Just treat them as air. These things have nothing to do with you."

He smiled.

Seeing this, the transparent woman also started laughing and flew around him a few more times.

Zhao Rong raised his head and took a last look at the thundering purple gold furnace behind the glazed dome.

"Thank you for your advice. Let's go. I will find a way to get this stove after I get out... Now, we have to go."

The transparent woman slowly stopped dancing and followed Zhao Rong silently.

The two flew back again.

The transparent woman escorted Zhao Rong all the way to the outside of the hall where one could teleport away.

Outside the palace gate.

She stopped.

Zhao Rong continued to move forward.

She tightened her grip on his sleeve, then released it.

Look at his back.

Zhao Rong, dressed in white and with black hair like lacquer, strode into the hall.

A small white jade sword followed him at his side, and an empty scabbard and a gray pipe were slung around his waist.

Zhao Rong turned his back to the transparent woman and came to the center of the hall.

Above the hall was still the starry sky dome, and on the high platform in the center was a familiar four-legged bronze tripod.

At this moment, there was a bright moon in the tripod, and the autumn wind outside the hall blew in and blew into the bright moon.

The layout is the same as that of the main hall of the underground palace.

He reached into his arms and took out a small porcelain bottle.

Lower your head and uncork the bottle.

The porcelain vase is tilted.

Placed on top of the small bronze tripod.

Shake gently.

The drops of Li Nu's blood in the bottle were shaking, and in the next second it seemed that it would slide down the bottle mouth and fall into the bright moonlight in the cauldron.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and shouted to the transparent woman floating quietly at the entrance of the hall:

"Hey, little sister, I just remembered that you should come with me!"

The man in the hall smiled brightly and stretched out his hand openly.

The transparent woman tilted her head, her figure paused for a moment, then floated into the hall and grabbed his warm big hand.

Zhao Rong laughed and asked her:

"You really didn't recognize the wrong person?"

The transparent woman raised her head slightly, looked at his handsome face, and shook her head seriously.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "That's fine. Let's go!"

The porcelain bottle in his hand suddenly fell over.

A drop of Li Nu's blood fell into the bright moon in the cauldron.

The light in the hall dimmed.

Then.

Inside the small bronze tripod, the scope of a bright moon expanded and enveloped the small tripod.

The scholar in white was standing in front of the tripod, holding the hand of a transparent woman wearing a frosty horn.

The figures of the two were gradually covered by the expanding moonlight.

The scholar in white smiled and looked ahead.

The transparent woman turned her head, still staring at the man's profile.

Looking at him...

In the empty bronze hall, a bright moon slowly rose into the sky and flew into the starry sky on the dome above.

It forms a perfect night scene.

Frozen.

The ancient teleportation array was activated instantly.

The two figures disappeared into the hall.

…

Jiyue Mountain, near the top of the mountain, there is an area with fallen red leaves in the maple forest.

There is an ancient pavilion.

The dome of the pavilion is engraved with a map of the starry sky.

There is a small bronze tripod on the table in the pavilion.

At this moment, a ball of light like a bright moon descended into the pavilion.

The light completely dissipated.

A figure in white clothes and a cyan-gold fairy skirt was revealed.

Zhao Rong, who had closed his eyes to prevent dizziness, immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at the cyan fairy dress floating beside him.

"Come on, little sister, I'll take you to meet Qingjun and the others..."

Zhao Rong smiled and reached for the transparent hand under her sleeve.

Caught a clump of air.

Zhao Rong's smile froze.

He reached out and grabbed the other hand of the floating dress.

The sleeves are still empty.

There is none of the soft feeling of resistance that there was not long ago.

Zhao Rong slowly withdrew his hand.

He stood there without moving, raising his hand to rub his face.

Gui said directly: "She didn't come out, and she couldn't come out."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly and looked up at the last gift the transparent woman gave him - the Frosty Dawn Horn.

Inside the pavilion, the man suddenly said:

"Gui, who do you think she is?"

The sword spirit did not hesitate, "The obsession left by a woman."

An obsession is not even a remnant soul.

It’s just a stubborn obsession left by a woman who knows how many years ago.

Zhao Rong said sadly: "Will she still be there after I leave?"

Gui shook his head and said, "I don't know. It depends on whether the obsession left by that existence has been completely let go."

It didn't say anything else, but Zhao Rong understood what it meant.

If the obsession is let go, it will naturally cease to exist and will no longer stay in this world.

The reason why the obsession exists is because she is unable to let go. She refuses to leave and wants to wait.

Zhao Rong took out the little red flower from his arms, lowered his head and asked, "Who do you think this woman who left behind this obsession is?"

Gui became more serious and said, "It's just an obsession, not even a projection, but it can easily refine the sword energy of the seventh-level Mo Xia..."

It sighed, "She might be a 'Li' from the later generation of the ancient Li clan."

"Li?"

The sword spirit nodded, "Li is Wang Li, the king of the Li clan. It is also the surname of the royal family. In the ancient Li clan, only the royal family is worthy of having a surname."

Zhao Rong nodded, "A princess of the Li clan..."

The sword spirit paused, then continued, "She might be... not only Li, but also...

"That Li Ji."

“…”

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

Gui once mentioned to him that Li Ji was a special identity within the ancient Li clan. However, due to the appearance of a certain existence, this nickname almost became the way people in later generations called her.

This is the legendary Emperor Li who was born in the Li clan during the mythological era.

There was silence between the two for a while, as if they were digesting something.

Gui thought about it, shook his head as if he thought it was a bit ridiculous, and added:

"The latter is impossible. The Li Emperor practices the pure and simple sword art of the Nine Heavens Cold Palace. How could he have such an obsession with love..."

It paused, and suddenly asked back: "Zhao Rong, who do you think she is?"

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while.

She actually said: "Qingjun... or Qian'er."

The sword spirit was startled.