Night has completely fallen.

In the endless black mountains, there is a light like a star.

At a certain moment, several sparks suddenly appeared above the 'star'.

If you take a closer look, you will find that the sand-like fireworks are actually colorful.

At this moment, Xingzi Town and Xingzi Lake, located among the mountains, have reached their busiest period.

Not long ago, the bright fireworks used to tell the time in Xingzi Town briefly lit up the dark sky in the town, which also heralded the arrival of the fourth quarter of Xu hour.

However, the light of the fireworks in the sky pales in comparison to the bright lights of Xingzi Town below.

If it weren't for the sound of fireworks, the monks from all over Nanxing County who were hanging out in the bustling streets probably wouldn't have realized how quickly time passed.

Thousands of lights illuminate the blue clouds in the night market, and high-rise buildings are crowded with red-sleeved customers.

The ten-mile long street by the water is the most prosperous place, and the Xingzi Lake adjacent to it does not give in.

What is very interesting is that in addition to boating, there is also a simple and unsophisticated way to enter Xingzi Lake.

That is walking on foot.

Just like Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai at this moment.

The three of them walked leisurely and leisurely on the lake reflecting the starry sky. Wherever they stepped, there was nothing. Below was the rippling lake water, but something transparent seemed to support it.

Like a flat road.

There were only three of them walking at this time.

Behind him, on the shore not far away, there were many pedestrians passing by and guests waiting to take the boat looking towards this side.

Next to these onlookers, there is an ancient dark stone monument.

On the lake, many guests who came out to get some air by the railings of the painted boats were also attracted by the three figures walking on the lake.

On the shore, some monks gathered beside the stone tablet. Sometimes they looked at the departing figures of Zhao and Rong, and sometimes they looked at the strange star map engraved on the stone tablet. They either pondered or nodded in wonder.

Monks are not allowed to fly on Xingzi Lake, just like in Xingzi Town.

This is also the basic rule for monk cities and most mountain markets, unless there are some special monk cities and fairy markets with special rules or special terrain.

Zhao Rong has heard that there are some places like this in other continents.

Moreover, these special monk cities also involve the historical changes in the world of cultivation that the Xuanhuang people have experienced in the process of building one monk city over tens of thousands of years.

At least Wangquezhou and Duyou City, the largest monk city, are currently prohibited from flying, let alone Xingzi Town, which is located in Nanxing County of the Dali Dynasty.

However, on Xingzi Lake, which is full of "fireworks", there is only one way to take a boat to go to the feasting boats.

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There is also a road that can only be walked at night, and you can walk to many painted boats.

It’s just this transparent road on the lake that few people set foot on.

Although the method is written on an ancient stone tablet by the lake.

Because only one who is very proficient in the constellations can decipher the star map that may have been left by an immortal on the stone tablet.

Then follow the instructions of the star chart, step on the position where certain corresponding stars are reflected on the lake, and walk on this 'shortcut' that changes every night according to the subtle fluctuations of the stars.

This can only be done on a clear night without clouds and stars, when all the stars in the sky have 'fallen' into the water.

The combination of many conditions is quite harsh.

Most of the monks tried to decipher the star map on the stone tablet, but all failed. They could only take the usual route and take a boat, giving up the vanity of gaining the attention of others.

Therefore, usually in Xingzi Lake, about every two or three days, this strange ancient road paved on the lake filled with stars will welcome a few figures to set foot on it.

Then it attracted people on the shore to marvel.

But tonight...

Many passers-by who had just watched Zhao Rong and the others disappear on the lake, as well as many monks who had been aroused and tried to crack the stone tablet but failed, were about to disperse and leave.

Wow!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the air.

"Get out of the way, don't block the way."

A woman scolded sternly.

The already crowded crowd passively gave way to a wide avenue.

Then, there was a sound of footsteps, and they were walking in a hurry.

I saw a group of impressive people coming towards me.

The one at the head was a very young woman, wearing a black pleated skirt with fluttering belt.

The young woman is beautiful.

As for how to describe it...if it were in a certain type of novel that Zhao Rong had read, the word "beautiful" should be used for a certain bad street.

The woman was dressed in black, with long flowing black hair, and her aura was so great that the onlookers around her retreated.

And her face, slender neck, and skin on her jade hands are as white as milk.

This combination of black and white is extremely conspicuous on the street at this time.

The woman in the black skirt straightened her back and walked straight forward without squinting, without even glancing at the passers-by around her.

She held her hands in front of her belly, and although her steps were hurried, she maintained an elegant rhythm.

Behind this woman was a group of followers.

The one closest to her was a maid in red with a pretty face, following closely behind her.

But the maid in red looked arrogant, and her tone was quite arrogant at this time, "Those in front of you, please disperse quickly."

The two girls walked towards the ancient monument by the lake, closely followed by a large group of servants in green clothes.

The passers-by gathered by the lake heard the scolding, and many of the monks frowned. But just as some monks were about to take a step, some timid whispers from some people in the crowd caught their ears.

"Hey, isn't this Fairy Su? Why did you come to Xingzi Town..."

"Hey, don't go, that's Su Qingdai..."

"Su Qingdai? No wonder."

So the foot that some heroes raised silently put it down again, with an expression as if nothing had happened.

When the woman in black skirt, known as Fairy Su, came to the stone monument, she still stared at the largest ferry in the middle of the lake. She didn't even look at the inscription, and continued to walk straight towards the lake.

Behind her, the maid in red and a group of attendants in green followed her without hesitation.

Only at a certain moment, Su Qingdai turned slightly and took a long step out somewhere on the shore.

The next second, I stepped on the air that looked like a real road.

Then, every step she took followed strange rules, moving left and right.

The followers behind Su Qingdai also followed her, walking on the ancient path of Xingzi Lake, walking in a hurry.

After a while, the eager pair disappeared on the lake.

On the shore, when I saw two groups of people walking along the ancient road in the lake today, it was so lively that they all looked at each other.

At this time, on the lake in the distance.

There were three figures walking leisurely.

Not in a hurry.

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