Zhao Rong remembered that Gui seemed to have just woken up that night in the bridal chamber.

After learning that he was in the Xuanhuang Realm, it asked him many incomprehensible questions.

Zhao Rong was hard not to be impressed by those strange and weird terms.

Among them, Gui Bian once asked if Duyouji was still in Wangquezhou.

Oh, by the way, along with them, there is also the Qingyang Han family and a sect named Weiran Sect.

When people first arrive in a new environment, they will always subconsciously look for familiar things to gain a sense of security against the unfamiliar.

This is instinct.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

So, for Gui, who once held a very high position before his death.

Wangquezhou is located in a corner among the Nine Continents. Among the familiar people and things that make it worth looking at, the Duyouji clan ranks first, even second to none?

Later, when Zhao Rong occasionally asked out of curiosity, most of them just ignored it in vague terms and did not go into details.

However, its tone and few words still made Zhao Rong aware of some useful information.

Gui seems to have a gap with a family named "Ji's".

When Zhao Rong asked about it for the first time, it mocked him with a venomous tongue, "a useless family hiding in the shadow of the blessings of our ancestors."

This sarcasm is worth pondering.

In addition, in Gui's words, the Duyouji clan should be the branch of this "Ji clan" in Wangquezhou.

And they were the first to build this lonely city that stands at the end of the world.

These are in some ways consistent with the legends and stories told by Miss Lu just now.

The Duyouji family with a rare name is an ancient family that has inherited the position of King You with great power.

He was the former owner of Wangquezhou in history.

Now, like all ancient things, it has disappeared in the long river of time?

Anyway, Zhao Rong has never heard this name from anyone except Gui.

Even Miss Lu Wan's story only mentions the word Youwang.

At this moment, thinking of this, Zhao Rong's expression suddenly changed.

Immediately, he pursed his lips again and said calmly: "Miss Lu, is there a family named Ji in Duyou City?"

Lu Wan thought for a moment and shook his head, "Ji? What a strange name. Where did the young master hear it from? There is no famous family in the city with this surname."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

The surname of this Prince You family is Ji.

So, he can be regarded as learning a secret knowledge that has been lost for a long time?

In addition, Zhao Rong found the story about the origin of Wangque that Lu Wan just told quite interesting.

Let’s not talk about whether this story is true or not, or whether the name of Wangquezhou was changed by King You.

In the story that has been passed down, King You who was enfeoffed to Wangquezhou, which was still in a barbaric state, climbed Youshan and built a platform to overlook the "Zhongzhou Palace" that he missed. This is very particular.

Make it interesting.

Whose palace does the palace belong to?

Did King You of the first generation really miss his hometown so much that he even had to climb a high place and build a platform to view it?

Looking at the Lidu River flowing into the sea in front of him, Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

He still knows very little.

These thoughts are just out of curiosity and vague speculation when I am bored.

What the facts are is yet to be known, and it may always be covered in the dust of history and never see the light of day.

I guess this 'old sword spirit' might know something about it.

You can ask around later to gain more knowledge.

Zhao Rong shook his head and thought no more.

It’s just that he immediately felt itchy. Why hasn’t Gui woke up yet?

Previously, Zhao Rong was asked to call it when he reached the Fuyao Realm, but now he only has the last of the eight extraordinary meridians left, the 'Yangwei Meridian'.

Forget it, Zhao Rong thinks this is actually quite good. He likes to take naps when he gets older, which is understandable.

And it's better than staying up late at night and disturbing him while he's reading.

Zhao Rong blinked and was quiet for a moment.

He muttered this thought directly in his heart...

After three breaths, there was still silence in the inner lake.

There was no sound of a blown-up sword spirit.

"Looks like I'm not pretending to sleep..."

Zhao Rong muttered.

Later.

Zhao Rong, who was sitting in the carriage, was admiring the autumn scenery and listening to Lu Wan's detailed account of Duyou City's customs, strange people and interesting things.

Soon, we arrived at Duyouxi City.

The West City side is more lively than the East City where there are many immortal families.

The smell of fireworks in the mortal market is mixed with the fairy smell of some cultivation markets on the mountains.

Mortals and monks get along with each other, and it's a lively scene.

However, Zhao Rong did not stay long. He just bought some off-season fruits that Qingjun and Qianer loved to eat, and then boarded the waiting carriage of Lu Wan again.

Zhao Rong changed his mind midway and did not go directly to Taiqing Mansion immediately. Instead, he asked Lu Wan to stop when passing by Dongcheng.

He started shopping in a relatively prosperous street in Dongcheng.

The surrounding area was bustling with people, and most of them were monks on the mountain wearing strange clothes.

Zhao Rong is dressed as a student, so he is not conspicuous among them.

He did not go to the most lively and famous Xianjia shopping streets in Dongcheng, because the things he wanted to buy should be available here, so there was no need to waste time.

Today I'm going to find Qingjun, so I don't have much time to waste.

So, Zhao Rong casually walked around purposefully on this street lined with large and small shops.

Not long after, he walked around this street three or four times and determined in his mind that he had just passed by a quite lively business with a happy name, "Sheng Wanbao".

Zhao Rong held up his sleeves and observed the situation around Sheng Wanbao in the crowd for a while.

It's not as lively as the other big shops on the street, but it's still well behaved and nothing unusual.

Zhao Rong glanced at the clothes on his body, nodded slightly, and walked directly into Sheng Wanbao without hesitation.

He was just selling a poem for climbing the building. Zhao Rong felt that there was nothing to hide, so he could just go in and sell it openly. After all, he was Lin Wenruo, a pillar of Linlu Academy's Mochi Academy who was highly valued by Mr. Jijiu.

, writing a first-class poem is like playing, what’s wrong with selling one?

Well, after entering, I just said it openly and directly.

Zhao Rong nodded secretly.

…

After about a stick of incense.

Zhao Rong walked out of Sheng Wanbao with a normal expression, and without anyone to greet him, he disappeared directly into the bustling crowd on the street.

Without pausing for a moment, he went straight to the Luwan carriage waiting at the street corner and got on the carriage.

Zhao Rong said politely: "I'm going to Taiqing Mansion, I'm sorry for bothering you."

Lu Wan waved his whip and drove the car, "Nothing, sir, please sit tight."

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Rong smiled slightly.

Once, before Sanbian left, the spiritual stones left to him were no longer enough.

In the past few months, Zhao Rong has spent a lot of money on the medicinal baths and tonics he needed for his cultivation.

This is without spending money to buy those rare spiritual objects that can ignite the Qi and blood and assist the pulse.

Otherwise, the middle-grade spiritual stone left by Brother Sanbian would not be enough to see at all.

Therefore, Zhao Rong has always been a little curious about what kind of strange thing the bowl of 'lotus seed glutinous rice porridge' that Qingjun gave him before was.

It must have cost a lot of money, and it is probably the kind that has a price but no market.
To be continued...