Chapter 8 Encountering Ning Rongrong
Zhong Li didn't go to Shrek Academy or Tang San's group immediately. Anyway, Shrek Academy is there and it won't run away. He first took Shadow and walked around Soto City.
When Ying was in Daozhu, she had always been a homebody and could stay in her own pure land for hundreds of years. But Zhongli was different. Outsiders only know him as Morax, the invincible Rock King on the battlefield of demons; but he also has many identities, and even served as a guest at the "Palace of the Past"
Zhongli can't escape any of the hobbies of Liyue Port men, such as walking birds, listening to music, eating delicious food, and reading storytelling. It can even be said that they are “everyone” among them. To put it simply, Liyue Port has been up and down for thousands of years, and the most experienced one is the Liuzi
Of course, the experience of shopping on Douluo Continent is completely different from that on Liyue. The scenery, customs, and entertainment here are completely different from anywhere else in Liyue, north and south of the Yangtze River, but they may be a little closer to other countries on Teyvat. He heard a bard singing about a legendary ancient hero who protected human cities from attacks by beasts, united human soul masters, used the power of light to expel evil spirits, and established ancient beliefs. , the story of finally becoming a god but leaving this world in a low-key manner. Zhongli also listened with great interest.
"Are these stories true? I never imagined that there are such legendary figures on Douluo Continent"
After leaving, Shadow asked thoughtfully in his purple eyes.
"Maybe it's true. Or maybe some of it is a story that really happened. The epics and stories sung by poets are often not pure fictions, and there are often real story prototypes behind them. However, Sometimes it doesn’t happen to a person.”
Zhongli said with great interest.
He had heard so many storytelling stories on the continent of Teyvat, so naturally he felt this the most. For example, some of the ancient demon gods in Liyue, such as the Kitchen God Marcus, the Demon God of Dust, etc. Their beliefs have long since dissipated, and their specific deeds have long since disappeared from history books. However, fragments of some of their deeds have survived in legend. Moreover, most of them finally manifested themselves in the body of the Rock King Morax.
Perhaps, this can also be regarded as a kind of inheritance of faith.
For example, the story sung by the bard just now made him think of the original angel god who existed in the background story and created the ancient existence of Wuhun Palace. However, that existence was different from the later Poseidon Tang San, and did not leave many traces of his existence; even the power he left behind, the Wuhun Palace, was forgotten by most people, and only the Enshrinement Palace remained. Watch for His presence.
Zhongli couldn't help but feel lucky for a moment; what would happen if he came to Douluo Continent ten thousand years later? Then I'm afraid that the epics and legends I heard everywhere must revolve around that blue-haired brat. Everything has to involve him, just like he did in Liyue. If that were the case, then the experience of wandering around in the world would be a bit of a bummer.
Hmm. Is it necessary for me to prevent this kind of thing from happening in this continent?
"Okay, okay! Come on! Beat him to death!"
"Young Master White Tiger! Awesome!"
The noisy sounds kept reaching my ears, as if I was in a sea of fanaticism. Ying frowned slightly; she was really a little uncomfortable with such a place.
This is a huge circular venue with a sea of people inside. From the appearance, it looks a bit like an ancient dueling venue in Fontaine, but the atmosphere is more like a popular competitive venue in Nata.
Inside the venue, there are more than one circular arena, on which soul masters are fighting, and commentators are passionately explaining the situation on the arena.
"Quick, watch him stand up the Panlong Stick and fight alone with the stick!"
"Karim cleverly sent out a soul skill, and cooperated with Aveiro! A sure kill! As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!"
"Ah evil-eyed white tiger, don't kill me! Ahhhhhh"
Zhongli and Ying looked at the competition stage in front of them. A blond young man had completed three consecutive victories. He put away his sharp claws and steel needle-like hair, turned to face the audience, and elegantly put his hands in front of him. He bowed. The young man was handsome, with a pair of strange double eyes, and a somewhat smug look on his face.
"Eh, Zhongli?"
Behind Zhongli, a surprised voice suddenly sounded, and Zhongli turned around.
"Rongrong, long time no see."
Zhongli said with a gentle smile on his face. The girl in a blue skirt rushed forward happily and gave Zhongli a big hug. Zhongli didn't expect that this young lady would be so enthusiastic when she saw him after two years of absence.
What he didn't notice was that not far away, a bearded young man's face suddenly froze, and then a deep gloom flashed through his peach blossom eyes, and his fingers dug deeply into his flesh.
After a long time, Ning Rongrong let go of Zhongli, with a hint of excitement about seeing his old friend on his face.
"It's time to sneak around, why did you stay in Tiandou City and come to a small place like Soto City?"
Ning Rongrong seemed to realize the gaffe she had just made, her pretty face blushed slightly, and then she asked.
When Ning Rongrong sneaked out of the Qibao Glazed Sect's residence before, she also met Zhongli by chance when he left the palace, so he naturally knew the "virtue" of this prince.
"It's just a private visit incognito. As for you, I heard that you have left the sect and gone to Shrek Academy. What do you think of this academy?"
Zhongli smiled lightly and asked.
"Well, here, it's really completely different from the sect. At the beginning, I was very uncomfortable with Shrek and had a lot of conflicts with everyone. However, I later learned that not everyone is the same as the sect. It’s the same inside the door.”
A gloomy look flashed across Ning Rongrong's face, and then quickly turned bright again as she said.
"Is that so? In that case, remember to introduce the friends you met here to us when the time comes."
Zhongli smiled without trace and said.
Ying just glanced at the young man in the distance with a gloomy face and murderous intent in his eyebrows, and then withdrew his gaze.
While Dai Mubai walked down from the Soul Fighting Platform to rest, the young man walked into Dai Mubai's VIP lounge without leaving a trace, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Brother Li, do you want to try fighting spirit when you come here? I found that fighting spirit makes the progress of strength faster than the normal training in the sect. There is nothing else in the academy now, so it just brings us here every day Fighting spirits here can enhance your strength and make money, killing two birds with one stone."
Ning Rongrong was still saying excitedly.
"I'm just here to have a look, I won't experience the spirit fighting yet. Rather than participating in person, sometimes I prefer to be a bystander."
Zhongli declined politely.
He was really not interested in this kind of soul fighting between low-level soul masters; when he was the Emperor of the Rock King, he didn't know how many times he had experienced life-and-death duels between demons.
"Boy, when you come to the Soul Fighting Arena, you only want to take a look, but you don't dare to go there? Generally speaking, this is not what a man should say!"
A somewhat harsh voice suddenly came from behind Zhongli.
(End of chapter)