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Chapter 437 Shuyue City

About two hours later, relying on the shrinking magic array to greatly shorten the distance, Wang Zhifan, Mieyue Dragon Blade, Zhenxuzi and Huayangzi all arrived at Xuanzhou smoothly and arrived at the undoubted core of this place - Shuyue City.

Xuanzhou is an old Confucian territory in Huojing. Apart from outsiders, this place is almost entirely populated by monks who practice Confucianism and Taoism. The Confucian atmosphere is extremely strong, and Shuyue City is the most important of them.

At this time, the four people were flying in the sky and began to lower their altitude. Below their field of vision, Shuyue City, the majestic and imposing Confucian city, had already revealed most of its appearance.

Its overall shape is square, representing the Confucian ideal of "the upright gentleman", while the architectural layout in the city is similar to "book pavilion" and "peak", perfectly combining the lofty literary spirit with the admiration of lofty mountains. It not only reflects the origin of the city's name "Shu Yue", but also cleverly expresses the Confucian ideal of "climbing the Book Peak". It can be said that it is completely different from the style of Tianyuan City that Wang Zhifan is more familiar with.

"Martial Master, Young Friend Mieyue, we can go straight to Shuyue Pavilion, which is the tallest and largest scroll building in the middle."

The old Taoist Zhenxuzi, who was flying in front riding the breeze, saw the two people behind him coming to a new place with a surprised expression. He turned his neck repeatedly to observe and then gave them guidance.

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist."

Wang Zhifan thanked him and then focused his eyes, which had been unable to see the scenery of the city below, on the center of the city.

There, a building whose overall shape was like a huge upright curled bamboo slip particularly attracted his attention, not only because it was the tallest in Shuyue City, but also because it was obviously a peculiar ancient building, but its long cylindrical structure made him feel a little like looking at a skyscraper in the technological world. It must be said that this sense of déjà vu was very wonderful.

"It seems that both of you are visiting Shuyue City for the first time? Then you should take this opportunity to appreciate it. The music, chess, calligraphy and paintings produced in Shuyue City are of first-class quality, and the fine wines, teas and exquisite jewelry are not inferior..."

Huayangzi, the fat Taoist priest who was flying on a sword beside Zhenxuzi, saw this and spoke to Wang Zhifan and the others, introducing them to the characteristics of this place.

"Well, we won't miss this opportunity!"

Wang Zhifan nodded to him, and then, together with the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade who was flying beside him and silently observing the places below, he followed the two people in front and flew to the huge Shuyue Pavilion.

When they got closer, they found that Shuyue Pavilion was indeed very tall, definitely a hundred feet high, and the nearly circular area on the top was at least 10,000 square meters, worthy of the name Shuyue.

The four of them quickly landed on the top of Shuyue Pavilion and found that quite a few people had already gathered in this spacious place. Many of them possessed a very powerful aura. They were all super-innate cultivators similar to Wang Zhifan and the other three.

"Are you the calligraphy master of Beihai? Seeing you today, I can see that your literary spirit is indeed vast and your influence over Beihai is overwhelming!"

"Thank you for your praise, Mountain Immortal Painter! Compared with the Mountain Immortal Painting School you have created, what is my little skill?"

"No, no! You, the Master of Calligraphy, are really too kind!"

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"Brother, is this the first Confucian city in the Disaster Realm? It feels a lot worse than Shuyuan in our Confucian Realm."

"Junior sister, you'd better stop talking about this. The Land of Disaster is also a place that our Confucian sect must protect. Moreover, the Master is here now, so you should not leave a bad impression on him..."

"Hmph! Senior Brother, can't I just tell the truth? That's really against the gentlemanly spirit!"

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"Abbot, we have clearly arrived, but the Confucian sect has not arranged for the appropriate personnel to receive us. Why is this? Do they treat the Buddhist sect as if it is nothing?"

"Faxin, don't worry. There are many people gathered for such a big event, not just a few monks like us. It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

……

Just by listening casually, Wang Zhifan discovered that many masters gathered on the platform at the top of the building. There were powerful people living in seclusion in the wilderness, as well as masters who came from the upper three realms to provide support, and even many eminent monks from Buddhism, which did not get along well with Confucianism. This shows how great the appeal of Confucian masters is.

"Brother Fan, how about we go somewhere else first? Anyway, the Confucian Sect can't entertain so many people in a short time."

The young and beautiful Mieyue Longdao then suggested to Wang Zhifan beside her that she was suffering from the shopping addiction that is unique to women.

"Let's wait a little longer... We have plenty of time this time, so there's no need to rush."

Wang Zhifan thought about it and rejected the Dragon Girl's suggestion. The real reason was that he had sensed the aura of a certain super-innate Confucian scholar approaching quickly and he didn't want to miss it.

Sure enough, after just two breaths, a handsome and suave young Confucian scholar brought his people to the top of Shuyue Pavilion. It was Qingfeng, whom Wang Zhifan had met a few days ago.

"Dear guests! Sorry to have kept you waiting! Shuyue Pavilion has prepared resting rooms for everyone. Please follow our waiter to rest!"

As soon as Mr. Qingfeng appeared, he spoke to everyone on the platform with a somewhat apologetic look on his face, and then quickly dispatched many waiters beside him to greet the waiting guests.

Wang Zhifan swept his attention over these waiters and found that they were all very young and good-looking Confucian scholars, both men and women. Moreover, each of them was no mere show-off, but had reached a high level of the Innate Realm, and some of them were suspected to be at the peak of the Innate Realm.

"Haha, it's no wonder that the Confucian school has a master in charge... In recent decades, the Confucian school has been full of talented people. I'm afraid there are several top talents like Qingfeng Jushi hidden..."

The old Taoist Zhenxuzi, who was holding a dustpan in his hand, stroked his beard and said with a smile. It was impossible to tell whether he was lamenting the prosperity of Confucianism or expressing his jealousy of the large number of talented people in Confucianism.

The fat Taoist Hua Yangzi beside him was a little unhappy when he heard this. He immediately responded to Zhen Xuzi:

"Why should Fellow Daoist Zhenxu mind? Hasn't our sect been enjoying great success recently? A truly peerless genius like Fellow Daoist Wuzun was born in our sect, which is much better than a few fledgling super-innate beginners!"

As Huayangzi spoke, his eyes swept over the Dragon Girl's Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword next to Wang Zhifan, and gave Zhenxuzi a look that required no further words, as if reminding the other party that the geniuses of their Taoist sect were not only powerful themselves, but also had the ability to win over young female geniuses from outside as their Taoist partners. They were simply several levels higher than those guys in the Confucian sect.

"Ahem, fellow Taoists, it's better to talk less about this kind of topic."

Wang Zhifan was speechless when he saw this. He didn't expect that the Confucian sect's coming to pick someone up would involve him. He quickly spoke up and asked them to stop.

Soon, a well-mannered and elegant young waiter came to the four of them, greeted them politely, and led them to a corridor at the top edge of Shuyue Pavilion.

As an extremely large building, Shuyue Pavilion has not only a few corridors, but more than 30 convenient routes. After Wang Zhifan and others were led into one of them by the waiter, they found that entering the interior was not as simple as that of ordinary buildings, because the entrance of the corridor was not connected to a complicated passage, but a huge page of a book.

The waiter approached the page and said:
"Bookboy, please arrange for the four distinguished guests to stay in the upper rooms." It was not a person who answered him, but a line of ink writing that quickly appeared on the page in front of him:
"Please invite the four distinguished guests to stay in rooms A57, A58, A..."

Then the pages before them opened up like a door, allowing them to step through.

"Is this... a local version of artificial intelligence?"

Wang Zhifan, who was standing behind, couldn't help but marvel inwardly when he saw this, and followed the waiter leading the way in front.

After he walked a few steps inside, he discovered something strange. That was, the residence they were assigned was actually very close. The four of them followed the waiter into the passage and arrived directly after walking a few steps.

"No! This is not because our rooms happen to be close, but because the passage opened by the so-called book boy just now has the power of space. It directly transferred us to the vicinity of our destination!"

Thanks to his own super perception, Wang Zhifan immediately figured out through the slight fluctuations in the space just now, and knew that this Shuyue Pavilion was definitely not simple and possessed the ability of a high-level magic weapon.

On the contrary, the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword and the two Taoists around him didn't seem to care much about it. Perhaps they had similar experiences in other places.

"Dear guests, this is your residence during the conference. If you need anything, you can find me through the servant. If you want to go out for a walk, the servant can also arrange it directly. At present, the staff is not yet complete. The conference is expected to be held at noon tomorrow..."

After introducing the general service, the waiter bowed and left, leaving Wang Zhifan and others to arrange their own affairs.

"I and Fellow Daoist Zhenxu will stay in the other two rooms, and the two adjacent rooms on this side will be given to the two young people."

The fat Taoist Hua Yangzi immediately began to discuss the room allocation. He was very knowledgeable in this area and took the initiative to let Wang Zhifan and Mieyue Dragon Blade live next to each other, while he and the Taoist Zhenxuzi stayed farther away to avoid being used as light bulbs.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists for your help!"

Wang Zhifan did not hold back either, he really wanted to live with the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade.

However, Long Dao didn't seem to be thinking about this. She walked to the pages of poetry and books hanging on the wall and asked:

"Bookboy, has Mieyue Aotian arrived in this pavilion?"

Words soon appeared on the paper:
“It has not arrived yet.”

"Then please open the exit. Brother Fan and I want to go out."

The Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword spoke again.

"The exit is open."

As words appeared on the paper, a portal made of ink appeared at the end of the passage where they were, through which one could see the prosperous scene of Shuyue City.

Then, Mieyue Longdao took Wang Zhifan's hand and walked over. Wang Zhifan naturally couldn't disobey her, so he went through the gate with her and left Shuyue Pavilion.

As soon as the two of them came out and appeared on the street next to Shuyue Pavilion, Mieyue Dragon Blade spoke to Wang Zhifan:
"It's better outside. Shuyue Pavilion is far less interesting than your Black Tower. How about we just live outside?"

It turned out that this girl was not used to the closed environment of Shuyue Pavilion, so she wanted to come out.

"Let's talk about this after the conference starts... Let's go walk around first."

Wang Zhifan felt that there was a special purpose for the Confucian School to arrange for them to stay in Shuyue Pavilion, such as to inform them of the conference in a timely manner, so he did not agree directly.

After hearing this, Long Dao didn't say anything more. The two of them continued to stroll around Shuyue City. After all, it was their first time in this big city, so they had to experience the scenery here. Otherwise, when the war started, it was hard to say what this place would become.

In this way, they spent the next hour walking around in the bustling Shuyue City, eating snacks and drinking tea from time to time, listening to storytellers in roadside bookstores explaining the disaster situation, or watching Confucian scholars competing in literary talent with poetry in the street. It was really a relaxing time.

In the past few days, Wang Zhifan basically spent all his time managing his disciples and practicing, and he didn't have much free time at all. He decided to only give himself this current opportunity to relax. After this time, he would have to return to the rhythm of practice. Otherwise, when the war started, he might not be able to complete the established practice plan.

"Sister Long Dao, these hairpins are very suitable for you. Let's take them all."

At this time, Wang Zhifan was accompanying Long Dao to choose jewelry on a street selling women's valuables. Based on the principle of spending money quickly, he used part of the silver allocated to his Wuzun Hall by Tianyuan City here.

This was not only to make the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade happy, but also because he knew that a great war was coming and the business of this world would definitely be greatly affected. By that time, it would be difficult to spend the money, so it would be better to make the best use of it.

Just as the two were shopping leisurely, a young couple happened to come up to them and pick out jewelry.

The young man is a Confucian scholar wearing a loose silver-white Confucian robe and a black scholar's hat, while the young woman looks like a lady from a wealthy family, dressed in a very noble and elegant manner. The two of them are very intimate and are definitely a couple.

Their group was not particularly special, being just one of the many people in this bustling city, but Wang Zhifan quickly noticed them because he recognized the young man among them.

"Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"

He suddenly greeted the young Confucian scholar who was focusing all his attention on his female companion. The other party had not noticed him at first, but turned around when he heard him talking, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Your Excellency...are...Master Wang?!"

"Haha! It seems that Master Zhang hasn't forgotten me. That's really rare! Let me introduce you to my Taoist partner, Mieyue..."

"Nice to meet you! Master Wang, this is my newly married wife. If I had known that Master Wang was here, I would have invited you two to join me for the wedding..."

It turned out that this young man was the first native Wang Zhifan met in this world, a young Confucian scholar named Zhang Siqian. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a while, he had already gotten married, and it seemed that they were very much in love.

Wang Zhifan had never thought that he would see this native again, so he stopped and talked to him for a few more words, sharing the surprise of the reunion.

(End of this chapter)