Games with fairies.

Horse-drawn carriages were driving on the official road at the city gate and queuing up to enter the city.

When Grandpa Wu in the jar heard Li Muyang's question, he said to the huge Buddha statue on the side of the road.

"Great Light Buddha? This guy is very strong. When I was alive, I often fought with him. We were always tied and on par with each other. He can be said to be a very tough and powerful Buddha."

"But this guy has been missing for 10,000 years since the Dark Catastrophe. Logically, he should have been dead a long time ago. How could he appear here?"

Grandpa Wu was as shameless as ever. He started by saying "I used to be XXX", which was obviously nonsense.

But even from its self-boasting, we can still extract some real information from the details.

At least even Uncle Wu, who is knowledgeable and has as much information as a search engine, does not know that the Great Light Buddha has been resurrected.

According to history, the Great Light Buddha had already perished in the dark catastrophe ten thousand years ago.

So who is this Great Light Buddha in the Great Zhou Imperial City?

Li Muyang, with doubts, took Ding Liang's carriage into the city.

The situation in the city was normal.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going. It is a prosperous city with a lot of popularity.

Although there are many monks wearing robes and walking in groups among the noisy crowd, these monks do not affect the lives of ordinary people in the city.

The ordinary people in the city did not interfere with these wandering monks who were practicing.

Apart from the large number of monks, this last city of the Great Zhou Dynasty was no different from the past.

The near collapse of the dynasty did not affect the prosperity of this capital city.

Li Muyang looked at the bustling city and was quite surprised.

But before their carriage could move forward, a group of soldiers and a group of monks suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

The monks mixed with the soldiers and blocked the carriage.

Then a heroic general wearing armor and holding a long spear appeared from the end of the street riding a war horse.

He rode his warhorse to Li Muyang and his companions' carriage, dismounted, and bowed respectfully to the carriage.

"We are following the Buddha's command to respectfully welcome Master Jie Zi and Princess Pingyao back to the capital!"

This heroic general, and the soldiers and monks he led, all had yellow health bars on their heads.

At least for now, they are not enemies.

Li Muyang squinted his eyes and looked at the reactions in the street market. When the mortals in the market heard the title of Master Jie Zi, there was no movement. It was obvious that Li Muyang's reputation had not yet spread among the mortal community.

But when the name of Princess Pingyao was heard, the streets suddenly exploded with heated discussions.

The mortals who were watching from all sides stood on tiptoe and excitedly tried to squeeze forward, eager to see the true appearance of the princess in the carriage.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyao is back?"

"What a blessing for the Great Zhou!"

"We in the Great Zhou Dynasty have finally found hope!"

"Your Highness! Welcome home!"

No one knew who shouted first, but soon the excited and joyful cheers became one and the people on the street knelt down.

The spectacular scene shocked Ding Liang, a rickshaw driver from a small country town.

The young man clenched the reins in his hands, and was at a loss for a moment. He was even more nervous than when he first went with you to the sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses.

Even Grandpa Wu in the clay jar was shocked.

"Ah? This damn girl is Princess Pingyao?"

"Fuck! I was wrong! Jie Zijiu, where the hell did you dig out such a treasure? And you kept it a secret all this time!"

Li Muyang narrowed his eyes, feeling a little confused.

He did not know the character of Princess Pingyao, although he had quickly read a lot of relevant knowledge of the times in the Hongshan Academy and knew that the Great Zhou Dynasty had been divided up by powerful officials not long ago.

But in just one day, Li Muyang could only look through the general information. After all, the amount of information he had to look up was too huge.

One day was not enough time for him to look into the details of the decline of a dynasty.

What he read was just a brief history.

Princess Pingyao seemed to be mentioned once or twice in that brief history, but it is difficult to judge the value of her title and her specific deeds are unknown.

For a moment, Li Muyang could only choose to remain silent.

There were too many people at the scene, so it was not appropriate to ask about the details of Princess Pingyao.

He sat in the carriage and let it go to the imperial city under the escort of the soldiers.

Wherever the carriage went, the people on the street all knelt down automatically, shouting "Princess Pingyao" excitedly and joyfully, and many people even cried for joy.

The scene made Li Muyang almost think that he had accidentally entered Mount Paektu.

In this way, the carriage passed through the city unimpeded and entered the imperial city.

In the solemn and grand imperial city, palaces stretch out within sight.

But standing in the first square behind the imperial city gate was a stone statue and a stone tablet.

The stone tablet was engraved with words that Li Muyang did not recognize, but the stone statue was...

"Fairy Qinghe?!" Li Muyang looked at the stone statue standing in the square in astonishment.

It is lifelike and more than two meters tall, like a giant.

But most importantly, the stone statue faintly exudes the scent of wild grass.

Although it is large in size, it is indeed from the same source as the other Qinghe Fairy statues collected by Li Muyang.

There are actually stone statues left by small wild grass here?

And it’s so big?

What the hell!

Such a large stone statue is worth many ordinary Qinghe Fairy statues.

Li Muyang stared at the stone statue in the square without blinking.

Grandpa Wu in the clay pot showed off as always: "Yes, this is the legendary Qinghe Fairy."

"It is said that Fairy Qinghe personally erected this stone statue here. The Great Zhou Dynasty has been passed down for many years. Although Fairy Qinghe did not help build it, it is said to be related to Fairy Qinghe's daughter."

"Yes, in a sense, the Great Zhou Dynasty and Hongshan Academy actually have the same origin."

"But as time went by, the two drifted apart, and now they have little to no relationship."

Grandpa Wu showed off his knowledge.

Li Muyang squinted his eyes and stared at the statue of Qinghe Fairy in the square.

In the Ancient Resentment Well, he would occasionally find the statues of Fairy Qinghe and Jiang Xiaoyu.

As the recognized origins of puppetry, Jiang Xiaoyu and Fairy Qinghe are worshipped by the puppeteers of Guyuanjing.

But there is no statue of the Fairy Qinghe left by the little wild grass anywhere else, not even in the Jiang family's ancestral land or Hongshan Academy.

But in the palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a huge stone statue of the Fairy Qinghe...

Li Muyang must get this stone statue!

Li Muyang's eyes were firm.

After getting off the carriage, the group entered the largest palace in the imperial city under the guidance of the monks.

But above the palace is not a dragon throne, but a huge golden statue of Buddha enshrined in a shrine.

Moreover, the guests in the hall included not only Li Muyang and his group, but also a group of swordsmen carrying swords.

The most eye-catching one among them is the fairy in white carrying the Glazed Fairy Sword on her back.

Glazed Fairy, Chu Qingxue!