There is also spring for passers-by

Wen Wan got up at four o'clock in the morning.

After climbing up to the observatory of the Imperial Master's Mansion and boarding the Spirit Boat, Guang Yuanzi activated the Spirit Boat's stealth function. The disciples of the Imperial Master's Mansion who were seeing him off shouted in unison, "Farewell, Imperial Master!"

"Watch out at home!"

Yan Guilai started the spirit boat and slowly rose into the air. The difference between the spirit boat and the immortal boat became apparent. If it was an immortal boat, one would not feel the shaking, nor would one hear the whistling wind after taking off, nor would one feel the cold.

"Uncle Master, please tell me about the barrier between the secular world and the outside world in the Azure Dragon Realm. I don't see any introduction to it in the History of the Azure Dragon Realm."

Yan Guilai said, "Junior Sister Mowang, I know about this. There is a great innate formation that connects the secular world to the otherworldly world. There are eighteen entrances to the innate formation, and each entrance has a sacred island or sacred mountain. Only those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can enter or exit."

"How are the eighteen entrances distributed?"

Yan Guilai had never thought about this question.

Guang Yuanzi said, "The four kingdoms of Qi, Lu, Chu, and Chen share a common entrance. I only know of this entrance. As for other entrances in the secular world, only cultivators in that area know of them. Legend has it that the entrances are restricted and can only be used by cultivators born in that area."

The spirit boat flew through the air for half an hour and slowed down in front of a majestic mountain. Guang Yuanzi formed seals with his hands and when he pushed it out again, a light gate appeared in the air. Earlier, there was a cloud in this position.

Wen Wan asked, "Has that cloud always been there?"

"These are dark clouds that are about to rain. The last time my uncle and I went back to Xiaoyao City, it was all blue sky, with no dark clouds in sight."

It has nothing to do with clouds, it’s because of weather changes that there are clouds.

The spirit boat passed through the light gate and felt the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth as soon as it came in.

Although there is spiritual power in the secular world, the difference between the spiritual power in the world of immortal cultivation is only 5 and 100.

The spirit boat sailed in the sea of ​​clouds for an hour, and saw a continent in the distance, with cities and sects on it.

"Is that the Confucian sect?" Wen Wan asked, "Didn't we take this road the last time we returned to the secular world?"

Guangyuanzi said, "I want to deliver a letter to the Confucian School on behalf of a friend."

Yan Guilai will ask these questions.

But if he asked, Guangyuanzi would definitely scold him for talking too much, but because it was Wenwan who asked the question, Guangyuanzi would give the answer and explain a sentence or two.

Yan Guilai said, "You female cultivators love to come to the Confucian sect the most. The storybooks here are the most exciting. There are stories about fox spirits repaying their kindness and falling in love with scholars, and about fairies descending to earth and marrying woodcutters. There are so many storybooks that you can buy a lot with one spirit stone."

Guang Yuanzi scolded him lightly: "Don't lead your junior sister astray. Practice hard and learn skills instead of reading storybooks."

Wen Wan really didn't want to read the storybooks because she had too much to learn.

The last time she killed the counter-attacking fast-traveler from Dark Ruins, a lot of books were dropped. Thinking of the system swallowed by 033, she felt a little regretful. There must be something there. After all, every system has a warehouse space, and as long as there is a warehouse, there will be good things. They were all swallowed up by 033 with a crisp sound.

The spiritual boat stopped outside the gate of Rucheng. Guang Yuanzi said to the two of them, "I will deliver the letter and be back soon. You wait at the city gate for a while."

Wen Wan asked: "Master, we can wait in the city, or go back after a day."

Yan Guilai said, "The entrance fee is two low-grade spirit stones per person. If you stay another night, you will have to pay more spirit stones."

Wen Wan pretended to be surprised: "Two low-grade spirit stones for one person, this... is too much. The fifth princess saved for nearly ten years to get five spirit stones."

Yan Guilai nodded repeatedly. "You have a subsidy from your master. Even though your master is in seclusion, his monthly allowance is higher than mine."

"Brother Yan, I'll treat you. I'll pay the entrance fee for you, and we'll go to Rucheng and have some fun."

Guang Yuanzi had already entered the city gate after handing over the spirit stone. He slowed down his pace upon hearing their words, "Remember to meet at the gate at 9:00 PM."

"Yes, uncle."

Wen Wan thought he would hand over the spirit stone, but Guang Yuanzi just left.

She paid four spirit stones, and Yan Guilai ran into the city like a gust of wind. In the secular world, he was a nobleman, but in the secular world, he was very poor and had to save even the spirit stones for the city entrance fee. "Junior sister, I want to watch the Confucian disciples fight."

The streets on both sides are similar to those in Xiaoyao City, with shops lining the streets and selling everything.

Qi and Lu were two states with a strong literary tradition, and the common people tended to dress in Confucian robes. Even the poorest families would prepare a wide-sleeved robe and a Confucian headdress. Especially when children reached the age of six or seven, their parents would prepare a robe for them to pay homage to the Master.

In Qi and Lu, every man was illiterate. Talent was not uncommon, and even the least gifted would be sent to school for three years. If they found they weren't cut out for it, the education would be discontinued. However, if a child was talented, parents would continue to let him study, no matter how hard their lives were. Tutors in these two countries charged very low tuition fees. Some even engaged Confucian disciples, while serving as tutors, would pay out of their own pockets to support gifted children and teenagers, helping them complete their studies. If they found a gifted student, they would accept him into their Confucian school.

Not far away, there was a circular building a hundred feet tall, with a sign reading "Treasure House." She approached with doubt, only to find a bustling crowd inside. The female cultivator on the stage shouted at the top of her lungs, "A Pure Yin female cultivator at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, a prime candidate for a furnace. VIP Number 6 is offering 186,000 high-grade spirit stones. Is there a higher price?"

The female cultivators being auctioned off were not ashamed of it, but proud of it. They posed coquettishly on the stage and cast flirtatious glances from time to time, which influenced those with less resolute minds and made them compete to bid.

Pure Yin female cultivator: Human men are so easy to deceive. They can be bewitched by just a few seductive glances. Once I swallow a few more male cultivators, I will definitely be promoted to a great demon.

Wenwan opened her "heart-discerning ears" and various voices echoed in her ears:

"Why haven't you auctioned off the immortality pill? One pill can keep you young for three hundred years."

"Didn't they say there would be Fire Spiritual Root Fruit today?"

"The good stuff only comes out at the end, come back and take a look later."

A male cultivator who had just come in went out again.

Wen Wan went to the Tianyi Shop. The first floor was filled with low- and mid-grade spiritual-grade clothing, both for men and women. The second floor was filled with high- and top-grade spiritual-grade clothing; and the third floor was filled with immortal-grade robes.

Two female Confucian cultivators entered the shop and asked, "Manager, do you have any Liuxian skirts at a special price?"

"Yes, yes, over there, everything is at a special price. It used to be 120 low-grade spirit stones, but now it's only 60 low-grade spirit stones."

The manager pointed to a row of Liuxian skirts hanging on the shelf, all in bright red and green.

"Senior Sister, this Yan is too fresh."

"You can't buy the Mozhi, Molan, Molan, and Shusheng calligraphy styles at this price. The most popular ones cost 150 low-grade spirit stones."

Although it was a good deal, the two gave up because the color of the Liuxian skirt was too bright.

Wen Wan touched the red and pink items and found them to be very good, light, soft, and elegant. She liked the light pink one, unlike the styles worn by the female cultivators on the street, which were obviously old styles from previous years. The space was almost entirely filled with immortal clothing, mostly top-grade and high-grade, with a few mid-grade and low-grade as well, but no spiritual-grade immortal skirts.

"Butler, I'll buy five sets, and you can give me less. This light pink dress is an old style from a hundred years ago. A low-grade spiritual dress is worthless after a hundred years."