At this time, Mrs. Wang had come back from the kitchen. She looked at Zhao Rui and said, "Your Highness, King Zhao, our Miss Murong has always watched people serve food. If you were not here, Miss Murong would not drink it anyway."
Have this glass of wine."
In order not to offend Murong Chunyu's face, Zhao Rui raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup.
For half the night, Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu had a long chat, chatting happily.
Murong Chunyu told Zhao Rui that there were many things in the Mauryan Dynasty that he did not know, especially the martial arts world of the Mauryan Dynasty, which was even more chaotic.
There were indeed many heroes who planned to form an alliance and secretly kill Ashoka, but this was never completed.
Mainly because the martial arts world of the Mauryan Dynasty seemed to be in harmony on the surface, but in fact it had long been a mess.
Everyone, as long as they are slightly famous, or have two real skills, undoubtedly do not want to become the martial arts leader of the Maurya Dynasty martial arts world.
After fighting day after day, this man's heart finally became confused and scattered.
The Tianquan sect has been a sect for hundreds of years, and they have always lived in isolation. They have never wanted to get involved in the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.
However, since the death of King Asoka, heroes in the world no longer have a backbone. Everyone wants to complete their own great cause and make themselves famous in history.
The Tianquan Sect is just one of many sects, and many things cannot be solved by oneself.
Of course, he wanted to take matters into his own hands and help the martial arts community of the Maurya Dynasty to return to the right path. However, it was really difficult to accomplish this on his own.
Now that Zhao Rui has come to Tianquan Sect and was brought here by Master Xuanbei himself, Murong Chunyu will send Buddha to the west no matter what, and handle this matter beautifully.
Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu chatted about everything, and half the night passed like this.
At midnight, Zhao Rui returned to his bedroom under the leadership of Wang Po. When he walked to the door, Zhao Rui saluted Wang Po respectfully and said: "I am very grateful to you for your kindness today. See you tomorrow."
Already."
Wang Po was about to turn around when she suddenly seemed to remember something and said quickly: "His Royal Highness, King Zhao, you must leave the room early tomorrow morning after the Chen Pai time. It must not be too early."
Zhao Rui felt very strange, why it had to be after Chenpai time, not before.
Zhao Rui was about to ask Mrs. Wang, but she had already walked away.
Zhao Rui concentrated on the spot and said nothing.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw that Master Xuanbei had already woken up and was sitting alone at the table, flipping through an ancient book in his hand.
Zhao Rui walked in quickly, came to Master Xuanbei, and asked seriously: "Master, what are you looking at if you are still awake so late?"
Master Xuanbei saw that Zhao Rui had returned, so he pulled out a chair from under the table and said, "His Royal Highness, King Zhao, please sit down quickly."
Zhao Rui frowned and sat next to Master Xuanbei, looking intently at the ancient book in Master Xuanbei's hand.
I saw that the writing in this book was blurred, the pages were yellowed, and even the title page was very worn.
Master Xuanbei said seriously: "His Royal Highness King Zhao, think carefully about what the name of this book is."