i have a sword fairy

This blood feud is settled.

After he goes out, he must report, but first find out these sneaky mice hiding behind!

And regardless of whether he can beat the enemy with his current strength, at least he has to figure out who the enemy is.

These have to be recorded in a small notebook, and 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 didn't suspect that Li Clan did it, the reason is very simple.

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

Zhao Rong thought to himself that there was no conflict of interest with Dugu Chanyi and Li Clan, and the Feng Chan ceremony he presided over was also beneficial to them, so there was no need for them to attack Zhao Rong.

on the contrary!

On the contrary, the enemies of the Li clan would attack him even more.

In addition to Zhao Rong's indirect help to Dugu Chanyi and Li Clan, the death of a Confucian scholar of the Academy after the ceremony of enshrining Chan can also provoke the relationship between Dugu Chanyi and Linlu Academy.

"Is this a chess piece? You can't help yourself. Instead, it becomes the fuse of their game. It doesn't matter whether you live or die, whether you have any hatred or not. If it suits their interests, just die. Don't jump around, just obey and accept your fate..."

Zhao Rong laughed again, and said to the transparent woman who was listening quietly: "It's such a world and the situation outside, I still want to rush out, am I stupid, why not just roam around here like a flying fairy?"

The transparent woman didn't respond, she didn't seem to understand, she just liked to watch him quietly and listen to him.

is satisfied.

Zhao Rong knew that she would not respond, but he was actually asking himself.

But it was the same as the Li clan who hurriedly evacuated from this mythical city back then.

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

At this time, Zhao Rong let out a long breath.

"Other than that, the most important and root cause of all of this is what the Li clan is going to do when they return to Wangque Continent, and what their enemies are trying to prevent them from doing. What are the two sides arguing about... …

"This is the root of all the things and contradictions that are happening in Dali right now."

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

He asked the transparent woman.

She is wearing the Frost Sky Dawn Horn, she is familiar with everything in this Li Clan ruins, she can give him a touch of the Li Clan's mythical blood.

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

Possibly, also a nobleman.

The air suddenly fell silent.

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

No reaction to his words.

Like I don't understand, or...not interested at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong also breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry, I was thinking too much. Those words just now came out of feeling... Just treat it as air, these things have nothing to do with you."

He smiled.

Seeing this, the transparent woman also laughed and danced around him a few times.

Zhao Rong raised his head, and finally took a look at the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace behind the glazed dome.

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

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

The two flew back again.

The transparent woman sent Zhao Rong all the way outside the hall where he could be teleported away.

Outside the temple gate.

She stops.

Zhao Rong continued to move forward.

She tightened her grip on his sleeve, then let go.

Look at his back.

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

He followed a small white jade sword by his side, an empty scabbard and a gray cigarette pouch on his waist.

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

Above the main hall, there is still a dome of starry sky, and on the high platform in the center, there is a small four-legged bronze tripod that he is familiar with.

At this moment, there was a bright moon inside the cauldron, and the autumn wind from outside the palace was blowing in, blowing into the bright moon.

It is the same as the layout of the main hall of the underground palace.

He reached out and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

He lowered his head and uncorked the bottle.

The porcelain vase is tilted.

Placed on top of the small bronze tripod.

Shake slightly.

The drops of Li Nu's blood in the bottle dangled, and seemed to be about to slide down the mouth of the bottle in the next second and fall into the bright moonlight ball inside the cauldron.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and said loudly to the transparent woman floating quietly at the entrance of the main hall:

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

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

The transparent woman tilted her head, her figure paused for a moment, drifted 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 inside the cauldron.

The light in the hall dimmed.

then.

Inside the small bronze tripod, the scope of a round of bright moon expanded, covering the small tripod.

The Confucian scholar in white was holding the transparent woman in the frosty sky and standing in front of the tripod.

The figures of the two were gradually covered by the expanding light of the bright moon.

The Confucian scholar in white smiled and looked ahead.

The transparent woman turned her head, still staring at the man's side face intently.

looking at him...

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

Formed a perfect night image.

It freezes.

The ancient teleportation circle was activated instantly.

The figures of the two disappeared in the hall.

……

On Jiyue Mountain, a red leaf near the top of the mountain falls as far as possible in the maple forest.

There is a quaint pavilion.

The dome of the pavilion depicts a map of the starry sky.

On the table in the pavilion, there is a small bronze tripod.

At this moment, a round of bright moon-like light group descended in the pavilion.

The light completely dissipated.

A figure dressed in white and a green-gold fairy skirt was revealed.

Zhao Rong, who closed his eyes to prevent dizziness, immediately opened them, and turned to look at the green-gold fairy dress floating beside him.

"Go, little sister, I'll take you to meet Qing Jun and the others..."

Zhao Rong smiled and grabbed at the transparent hand under her sleeve.

Caught a cloud of air.

Zhao Rong's smile froze.

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

Still empty sleeves.

Not that soft resistance feel of not so long ago.

Zhao Rong slowly withdrew his hand.

He stood still, raised his hand and rubbed 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 that the transparent woman gave him - Shuangtian Xiaojiao.

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 was just a stubborn obsession left by a certain woman so many years ago.

Zhao Rong said sadly: "Then after I leave, is she still there?"

Gui shook his head and said, "I don't know, it depends on whether the obsession left by that existence is completely relieved."

It didn't go on, but Zhao Rong understood what it meant.

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

The reason why the obsession exists is because she is hard to calm down, she refuses to leave, she wants to wait.

Zhao Rong took out the little red flower in his arms, looked down and said, "Then who do you think is the woman who left her obsession?"

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 may be from the Primordial Li Clan, a later generation of 'Li'."

"Glass?"

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 from the Li clan..."

Jianling paused for a moment, then continued to concentrate: "She may... not only 'Li', but also...

"That Li Ji."

"..."

Zhao Rong didn't speak anymore.

Gui once mentioned to him once that Li Ji is a special identity in the ancient Li clan, but because of the appearance of a certain existence, this nickname has almost become what people in later generations call her.

This is the legendary Emperor Li who was born in the Li clan in the age of mythology.