The city gate is made entirely of dark iron, and I don't know how it is opened and closed every day.
If it were in the mortal world, this huge thing would be a spectacle.
Ke Duyou is the first city on Wangquezhou Mountain.
The treasures are abundant, the city is full of mist, and the stars are shining brightly.
It is a shining pearl embedded in the ends of the earth by the Xuanhuang people.
There are clouds of monks, immortal families standing everywhere, and millions of mortals.
Countless people enter and leave the city every day.
There is no distinction between mountains and mountains.
There are many strange sights and strange things that everyone takes for granted.
Lu Wan, a coachman from Chenji Carriage and Horse Racing in Xicheng, was driving a carriage, slowly following the river-like flow of people, queuing into the city.
She is in a good mood.
Because I successfully got a customer to apply for a card yesterday.
And the young man who applied for the card just now applied for another card for the little fairy girl who seemed to be about to be separated.
Lu Wan grew up in Duyou Xicheng, and her family could only belong to the lower class in Xicheng. Like her, there are millions of mortals in the city.
In Duyou City, if you want to completely change your destiny, the most important and convenient way is to practice.
As long as the young girls in Duyou City have the talent for cultivation, they may be selected by the powerful Xian family in the East City, and their future will be bright.
Even if you can't reach the sky in one step, no matter how difficult it is, you can still obtain cultivation resources through Youlan Mansion's layer-by-layer screening and promotion mechanism, and move up step by step.
But it's a pity, or it's normal.
Lu Wan does not have the talent for cultivation, and many of her peers she knows do not have it. This is the norm.
Not to mention those geniuses who are famous in the four prefectures of Taiqing and Linlu Academy.
The kind of embryonic cultivators who are qualified to climb mountains are unique among thousands.
However, there are too many mortals at the foot of the mountain, and despite the waves and sand, the monks on the mountain are still very large.
In fact, this is also the reason why Zhao Rong sometimes thinks that he is a waste.
Putting aside the poisonous sword spirit Gui, many of the people he knew were monks, whether it was Qing Jun, Qian'er, Wen Ruo or Liu Sanbian.
In fact, if he looks down, he will find that his cultivation qualifications are actually one of the best in a hundred. After all, his mother and father who he met are also monks. He at least still has hope of reaching the Fuyao Realm.
But if you want to advance to the Haoran Realm and truly set foot in the world of cultivation in this life, his kind of one-in-a-hundred is simply not enough.
Lu Wan figured it out very early and is very satisfied with her current livelihood.
I made two low-grade spiritual stones in the past two days. Well, although there are still commissions from the owner, expensive feed for the dragon colt, debts for buying carriages, etc., the actual amount obtained may be less than one out of ten.
But as long as you work hard, your life will at least get better and better, right?
"Sir, because boats are not allowed to cross the river at will in the city, there are two ways to get to the East City. One is to cross the river outside the city and take the East City Gate; the other is to take the Dragon Bridge at the mouth of Lidu at the northernmost end of the West City and cross
Pass through Lidu and go to Dongcheng."
Zhao Rong looked at the flow of people outside the window, and from time to time he could see monks flying with imperial treasures landing outside the city gate and walking into the city.
There are also some portraits hung outside the city gate, as if offering rewards for the capture of criminals.
Hearing this, he said without looking back: "Whatever, um, whoever can leave quickly."
"Then let's take the Dragon Bridge."
"Um."
"That, sir."
"What's the matter?"
"To cross the Dragon Bridge, you have to pay a sum of spiritual stones..."
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, we should be the ones to come out, you just go."
"Okay, sir."
Lu Wan's voice was clear and crisp.
Zhao Rong understood somewhat. After all, there were millions of mortals in the west of the city. If there were no restrictions, and they would run to the east city where there were many immortals every day, wouldn't it be like a vegetable market?
It seems that although Duyou City is lively, there are still some strict hierarchical rules.
The carriage drove all the way into the city.
Traveling across Xicheng, I didn’t stop too much.
Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao only appreciated the prosperity of Lower West City through the window.
At noon, they arrived at a long bridge that was majestic and complicated.
Across the east and west coasts.
This is the only bridge in the city.
The turbid yellow rolling river water rushed under the bridge and plunged into the vast and boundless North Sea.
I remember Su Xiaoxiao mentioned that there seems to be a dragon-slaying sword hanging at the bottom of the bridge that can suppress water people all over the continent.
However, Zhao Rong and his party did not stop. After paying a considerable fee, the carriage crossed the Dragon Bridge.
On the way, Lu Wan pointed out to Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao the other end of the bridge, a rather ordinary building standing on a stone cliff by the seaside in Dongcheng.
According to her, that is the Youlan Mansion that manages things in Duyou City.
Not long after.
The carriage slowly stopped in front of a tall building with nine floors, standing out like a flock of chickens on this sparsely traveled avenue.
The plaque at the gate indeed reads "Star-Zhaing Tower".
Zhao Rong looked at Su Xiaoxiao who turned around after three steps not far away, smiled and waved his hand.
The little girl carrying the small bookcase couldn't help but turn around again and looked at him reluctantly. However, this time she seemed to have suddenly figured out something. She bit her lip, took a deep breath, and stared at the man in Tsing Yi.
Zhao Rong turned around decisively.
The petite figure walked into the Star Reaching Tower without looking back.
Zhao Rong put down his hands and let out a breath.
His smile faded, he took a serious look at the tall building and the surrounding scenery, remembered it in his mind, rubbed his face, and returned to the carriage.
Lu Wan turned around and looked at Zhao Rong's expression, "Master Zhao, where are you going next?"
Zhao Rong muttered for a moment, "Linlu Academy, I'm sorry, Miss Xiaowan."
Lu Wan smiled brightly, turned her head, and waved her whip.
"Mr. Zhao, you are so polite. You are Xiaowan's distinguished guest. If you need it in the future, you can always ring the bell. It is the one I gave you yesterday evening. As long as Xiaowan has time, he will definitely come. If he is busy, he will come.
Chen Ji's other coachmen will come to pick you up."
Zhao Rong nodded.
It was indeed very convenient, but a bit expensive. He and Su Xiaoxiao had already used one-tenth of the spiritual stones in the Chen Jijing card during these two long trips.
The carriage drove again, heading towards the east city gate.
According to Lu Wan, Linlu Academy is not within the city, but outside the east city, on the east bank of Lidu.
Zhao Rong looked around inside the car.
Empty.
He is the only one.
More than half a year ago, he decided to go north to return the favor.
Along the way, I met Liu Sanbian, rescued Su Xiaoxiao, and got to know Lin Wenruo.
I have met too many people and had too many things happen.
She was still in love with Su Xiaoxiao for the rest of her life, even though she was on her way to return the jade to Qingjun.
However, he has no regrets.
As long as he can bear the consequences, no matter what choice he makes, he will not regret it.
He thinks the most hateful thing is the kind of person who does something but doesn't take responsibility.
Now, all the friends along the way have left.
Some farewells are permanent, and some are temporary.
Zhao Rong held the white jade tablet that he had raised all his life in his hand.