Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 181 Zuo Lingquan’s upper limit

The blood stains on the bluestone floor tiles were still wet, and catkin-like snow foam fell, condensing together with the blood stains in the cold wind.

The monks who came to watch after hearing the news had already blocked the wide avenue, and chattering voices came from the teahouses and shops on the street:

"Have you heard? Nanhuang Jianzijian came to Iron River Valley unintentionally, and took off the arms of the people in Yunshui Jiantan on the street..."

"It's so fucking arrogant, I heard that the master's succession shocked the terrace..."

"Jingtai is hiding something deep, and the three masters of the Central Continent and Jian Wuwu..."

"Tomorrow Yunshui Jiantan will find a place at the Sword Worshiping Platform, it will definitely be a tough battle..."

…

With the density of monks in the Iron River Valley, the news may have reached the ears of every monk before the people on the streets dispersed.

Jiang Yi, wearing a red dress, stood under the pillars of a tall building, standing on tiptoes to watch.

Seeing her own people being bullied by outsiders and getting justice by Zuo Lingquan, Jiang Yi's eyes were burning. Even if she didn't personally participate, she still felt as if she had taught her opponent a lesson.

After all, Zuo Lingquan is her man.

The male leads the outside and the female leads the inside. This kind of thing should be handled by men. As a princess, she should be strategizing from behind.

Although she secretly contacted the Crown Princess to hold her thigh, she didn't come up with much ideas.

But practice is not about fighting and killing, it is about being familiar with the world, and being able to win over people is considered a skill...

Jiang Yi just looked at it with pride. After waiting for a moment, Lin Yang took Zuo Lingquan to a teahouse on the street.

Jiang Yi hurriedly ran outside the teahouse, trying to squeeze through a group of nymphomaniac female cultivators.

But the unparalleled handsome, talented, and powerful cultivation genius is no less than the fiercest aphrodisiac to the female disciples of the sect. , and even said hello directly, blocking both sides of the road.

Jiang Yi is a young female cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. It is obviously not easy to squeeze through the crowd.

Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan didn't forget that he still had a fiancée, so he raised his hand to signal the fairies to make way, and pulled the red-faced and very annoyed Jiang Yi over.

When Xu Zhining, She Yulong, Yao Heyu and others saw the eldest princess appear, they quickly raised their hands and saluted:

"Your Highness, you are also here."

When Lin Yang heard the name, he guessed Jiang Yi's identity. According to the customary etiquette of spiritual practice, he regarded himself as a 'reborn person' and bowed his hands.

Jiang Yi waited for a long time before coming over. She lost her royal dignity a little, but her expression recovered quickly. She put on the demeanor of an eldest princess and nodded in return:

"Go in and talk, there are many people outside."

With that said, he entered the teahouse.

Seeing 'Nanhuang Jianwuwu' and the people coming to Jingting Terrace, the owner of the teahouse was so proud that he immediately cleared the teahouse.

After Zuo Lingquan sat down, he first chatted with Lin Yang for a few words, then looked at Xu Zhining and others and asked:

"Senior Brother Xu, has my fifth brother come to Iron River Valley this time?"

Zuo Yunting was not from Qihuang Valley. This was the first time Xu Zhining had contact with Zuo Lingquan. Naturally, he didn’t know who his brother was. Hearing this, he said in confusion:

"Who is Junior Brother Zuo's brother?"

"It's the young man who followed you to the terrace in the carriage, and an old man wearing a bamboo hat."

Xu Zhining did not remember that She Yulong and Wang Rui knew each other, but he had some impression and said:

"We came all the way, and the old man followed behind with Wang Rui and brother Ling; when we arrived at Panyun Port, I remember a man Yu Jian came out of it and talked to the old man, and we haven't seen each other since then... That old man is probably no ordinary person."

Lao Lu didn't reveal his identity in front of Zuo Lingquan, so how could he show his face in front of irrelevant people? It was normal for Xu Zhining and the other three to be unclear.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan could only look at Lin Yang: "Senior Lin, does he know? My brother's name is Zuo Yunting, and he went to Jing Terrace with them."

Lin Yang thought about it for a while, and shook his head slightly: "There are 108 fairy peaks on Jingtai Terrace, and there are no fewer than 10,000 disciples from the inner and outer sects resident there, and I am only the deacon of the disciple hall. clear."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what Lao Lu was doing at Jingting Terrace, so he couldn't rush to tell someone his name, so he had to give up at the moment.

Lin Yang brought Zuo Lingquan to the teahouse for a private chat. He was not casually polite. He said:

"I heard from the three of them that my little friend was born in Qihuang Valley, and now that Qihuang Valley is Jingtai's descendant, so my little friend is naturally my Jingtai's disciple, why don't we go back together now, and I'll take you to see Elder Qiu. Find a home."

This is not an invitation for Zuo Lingquan to be a guest, but to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan.

Xu Zhining and the others showed surprise when they heard this, and understood that it was an olive branch thrown out by Jingtai, inviting Zuo Lingquan to join him, and introduced him to the sword-wielding elder Qiu Fengqing.

The temptation of this condition is not small.

Within the sect, there are many levels of disciples, roughly divided into 'tongsheng, registered, outer sect, inner sect, direct descendant of the inner sect, and Qingkui'.

Depending on the level, the things you can learn and the cultivation resources you can obtain will naturally be different.

The things that the sect keeps at the bottom of the box will never be handed over to the outer sect; and the positions of elders and sect leaders at the helm of the sect will only be passed on to the direct descendants of the inner sect.

Qiu Fengqing is a direct descendant of Lord Barren Mountain, and one of the five great elders. To worship him as a teacher is a direct lineage from the inner sect. From then on, the path of practice can be said to be unimpeded, and it is only the privilege of being taught by the ancestor, Lord Barren Mountain. , if you tell me, you will envy countless monks to death.

Xu Zhining and others ranked among the bottom three of the nine cases, and they were lucky enough to sneak into the inner sect. Hearing this kind of temptation, they wished to immediately help Zuo Lingquan agree.

It's just that Wu Qingwan said a long time ago that with Zuo Lingquan's talent, he is always an inner disciple wherever he goes. For him, this temptation is just a condition to match his current strength.

When practicing together, master and disciple are like father and son, and the inheritance of master and disciple is a big deal. After recognizing the ancestor and returning to the sect, there is no talk of changing the family.

The factions of Zuo Lingquan Sword and Jing Terrace are different, and he will probably not go to Jing Terrace in the future. Therefore, facing Lin Yang’s solicitation, he just said with a smile:

"I didn't become a disciple in Qihuang Valley, and there is no clear inheritance between master and apprentice. I'm afraid it's difficult to identify this family."

Jiang Yi also felt that with Zuo Lingquan's strength, he was a little too anxious to pick the nine sects at will and be poached before he saw the other sects. He nodded and said:

"Yes, he only stayed in Qihuang Valley for a few months, and suddenly climbed up the high branches of Jingting Terrace. It seems a bit reluctant."

After Qihuanggu officially became the next sect, Zuo Lingquan had already left, and Lin Yang also knew that it would be shameless to forcibly count him as his disciple and grandson. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan didn't directly agree, he didn't feel embarrassed, so he smiled slightly:

"Among the Nine Sects, the Sword Sect is Jingtai and Yunshui Jiantan. If Xiaoyou Zuo chooses the way of kendo, he should think carefully about it. My Jingtai's sword is not bad at all."

Jingtai's sword is indeed not bad, but it is different from Zuo Lingquan's sword.

This topic was deeply hurtful, so Jiang Yi interjected:

"That's natural. I heard that the three masters of the Central Continent are also learning their skills on the terrace. Zuo Lingquan and I have heard the name of the "Three Masters of the Central Continent" for a long time, but unfortunately there is no definite news outside. Can Senior Lin tell me about it?"

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to meet several equally matched opponents and listened with great interest.

Unfortunately, Lin Yang shook his head:

"The proud sons of heaven from Sword Emperor City all stay at the main peak of the barren mountain and practice together with the inner disciples; this time, they are also walking with Elder Qiu. Needless to say, the little unicorn Qi Jia who has passed the "Three Heroes of the Central Continent" has shown his face several times in the sect. His talent can be described as amazing, and he can be ranked in the top ten among the disciples of Shocking Terrace. As for the other two... .”

"how?"

"There are a lot of rumors, but the 'Chufeng' among them is extraordinary. Qi Jia himself admitted that it is a 'difference between clouds and mud'. According to the teacher, Chufeng and Qi Jia have also appeared together, and their cultivation bases can't be seen at all. Tou; Qi Jia has an extremely humble attitude and behaves like an elder brother. He was even beaten on the head by Chu Feng, who taught him a lesson like, 'You just don't understand...' or something like that."

When several people heard this, they couldn't help but show shock in their eyes - Qi Jia was shocked to the top ten on the terrace, and was scolded for not being enlightened. What kind of talent is this?

Jiang Yi thought about it for a moment: "Is it possible that this young phoenix can be ranked alongside my Nine Sect Qingkui?"

Lin Yang waved his hands seriously: "More than that, there seems to be a saying on the main peak that there are 'two poles of the barren mountain'. One pole is our patriarch, Lord Barren Mountain, and the other pole is the young phoenix. It probably means 'the posture of the Lord'."

"The Lord's capital?!"

Jiang Yi was a little unbelievable.

Zuo Lingquan also looked solemnly and said:

"What level is the Lord's posture?"

Jiang Yi has been reading history books in the palace these days and responded:

"The imperial concubine of the Great Yan Dynasty was formerly known as the 'Little Shangguan', which probably means the posture of the Lord."

Lin Yang nodded: "That's right, Fairy Lingye used to ride Juechen to defeat the Nine Sects Qingkui. She cast spells instantly without reciting any spells, and her attacks were faster than those of martial arts cultivators. She didn't make any sense; she was only of that level. A genius worthy of comparison with the Eight Lords. Unfortunately, Fairy Lingye gave up her practice for some unknown reason..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that the young woman and grandma still had such dominance back then. He asked:

"The young phoenix is ​​already in the posture of honoring the Lord. What posture will the 'crouching dragon' take next?"

"That kind of field is no longer something we can get involved in. The geniuses who practice the Tao are often more exaggerated than we imagine."

Lin Yang said and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"I heard from the teacher that Wolong has also come to the Iron River Valley, and he will definitely make a name for himself when he comes. Although your fame has not reached that level yet, but tomorrow you have to fight with Yunshui Jiantan, you will defeat Qingkui Li Chudial. , as long as we can force Li Chudial out, we will be qualified to fight against the 'Three Elites of Central Continent'. We must seize this opportunity to become famous."

"Who will Yunshui Jiantan send out?"

Lin Yang thought about it for a while and carefully helped Zuo Lingquan analyze the situations he might encounter tomorrow...

———

The conflict that occurred on the long street spread to the ears of all the monks in the Iron River Valley in just a few quarters of an hour, and naturally also reached the ears of the Nine Sects.

No matter how high the nine sect elders are, they will feel mentally tired even if they deal with mundane matters that have nothing to do with spiritual practice all day long, and they will rest in their respective places of residence at night.

Yunshui Jiantan settled in a manor in the Iron River Valley. At this time, the park was full of indignant Yunshui Jiantan disciples, talking about what had just happened and who to send to regain their face tomorrow.

There were three people sitting in a teahouse at the back of the manor.

The leader is Li Chongjin, the one on the left is Li Baoyi, and the one on the right is a young man wearing a cloud-patterned robe, with a long sword on his knees.

Li Baoyi's face looked ugly. After telling what happened just now in a deep voice, he said:

"Elder, Young Master, that Jian Wuyi is really arrogant and seriously injured my Yunshui Jiantan disciple in the street. If I don't get this face back, how can I, Yunshui Jiantan, gain a foothold among the nine sects in the future?"

The young master said calmly:

"We are going to deal with the three heroes of the Central Continent. Multiple Jian Wuwu are just one more fight. I will go meet him."

Li Chongjin shook his head: "You are the Qingkui of the sect, and your opponent can only be the Qingkui; Jian Wuyi is just a junior with some reputation. I, Yunshui Jiantan, directly let out the people who support the facade, but it seems guilty, and also in other sects." The door is open; you still have to hide your sword."

Li Baoyi also felt the same: "Jian Wuwu has some achievements, but there are no rumors about swordsmanship. No matter how powerful he is, he will not exceed the level of the direct descendants of the Nine Sects. In my opinion, let Fang Zuoqing test the water first, and the fight is just right; If you can't beat him, it's not a shame with his reputation as 'Jian Wuwu', just let the young master go out to fight when the time comes."

Fang Zuoqing is the direct descendant of the inner sect of Yunshui Jiantan and ranks among the top disciples. This time he came here to serve as a thug. To deal with this kind of competition between sects, he can be regarded as a low-grade horse.

Li Chongjin considered it for a moment and nodded slightly:

"Try the depth first tomorrow. Win or lose more easily. Don't lose face before Jiuzong."

"Understood, I'll let Fang Zhuqing prepare..."

——

The Jiuzong's residences are adjacent to each other. In another manor not far away, the atmosphere is much weirder than that of Yunshui Jiantan.

Qiu Fengqing had already received the general news from Lin Yang. He and Lao Lu were walking together in the corridor with their hands behind their backs, and unexpectedly said:

"Are you sure that sword has no intention, it is 'Wolong'."

Lao Lu said hoarsely: "Why are you lying to me? But the way of swordsmanship he follows is completely different from that of Jingtai, so don't even think about accepting a disciple."

Qiu Fengqing didn't comment on it until he saw Zuo Lingquan's sword. He thought for a moment and asked a little strangely:

"With Zuo Yunting's appearance, how can he have such a brother?"

Lao Lu felt that Zuo Yunting was not bad at all, but his attainments in spiritual practice were indeed a bit underwhelming. He said with a smile:

"God is always fair. If the Zuo family gives birth to a descendant like Zuo Yunting, there will definitely be compensation. The lower limit for Zuo Yunting is as high as the upper limit for Zuo Lingquan."

Qiu Fengqing thought carefully and nodded slightly:

"According to this statement, this boy's upper limit should not be underestimated."

While the two were chatting, a flying sword flew past the manor and floated outside the verandah.

Zuo Yunting, who had a folding fan on his waist, stood on Feijian holding Qi Jia's waist, and said:

"Uncle Qiu, is my brother here? Where is he? I'm taking Qi Jia to see the world."

Lao Lu shook his head and said, "Don't interfere with your brother's own practice. Let him fight on."

Qi Jia also nodded: "Wolong is almost blown up to the sky. If he gets knocked down when he comes on the field, why not completely embarrass Central Continent? Let's see your brother's level first. If you can catch your eye, then bring him in; If his talent is mediocre, let Yun Zhengyang take the title of Wolong to avoid embarrassment."

Zuo Yunting was a little unhappy: "With Yun Zhengyang's appearance, can he compare with my Ling Quan?"

"The swordsman speaks with his sword. Let's talk about it after the fight tomorrow. Otherwise, it will be discovered later that the 'Three Heroes of the Central Continent' are arranged upside down. How can I, the Central Continent Qi Jia, still hang out in the spiritual practice?"

Lao Lu chuckled: "It's not like it's arranged upside down, it should be with both ends upturned."

Qiu Fengqing denied this: "Using the word "Two ends raised up" is too implicit. I think it should be a deep valley sandwiched between two high mountains."

Zuo Yunting blinked and didn't know where he was thinking. He raised his hand and made a big round gesture on his chest:

"Two peaks, sandwiching a deep valley... Uncle Qiu's description is wonderful. He is indeed a man of great temperament."

? ?

Lao Lu and Qi Jia were speechless.

Qiu Fengqing held it in for a long time before slowly nodding:

"Oh, I still underestimated you. It seems that your brother's upper limit is higher than I thought."

"That's natural..."

…

——

The hustle and bustle gradually quieted down, and the streets returned to normal.

After a small episode, the time was approaching midnight.

After Zuo Lingquan said goodbye to Lin Yang and others, under the introduction of the owner of the teahouse, he found a small building next to the river to stay.

The two-story building is surrounded by bamboo trees and has an elegant environment. It is specially prepared for people of higher status. It is fully furnished and has a view of the Xiangshui River at night.

Jiang Yi was a little sleepy at first, but after what happened just now, she became more energetic. After entering the small building, she walked around in the small building and said:

"I have just said hello to the Imperial Concubine. The Imperial Concubine asked you to go ahead. At the gate of Tiedong Mansion, she did not agree. Lord Qingdu did not dare to touch you even when he came. You let go and opened the door. That’s it…”

Zuo Lingquan listened to his fiancée's instructions, closed the door, and looked at the window facing the river.

The world is lonely, the river outside the window is like ink, reflecting the lights of the long street; the snowflakes fall with the wind, but you don't feel the slightest chill, and the scenery is even more refreshing.

Zuo Lingquan closed the window, and the noise in the distance was completely eliminated.

There are lamps in the small building, emitting a warm yellow light, illuminating the chess table and tea table in the living room. There are stairs leading to the second floor by the wall, which should be the sleeping place.

Zuo Lingquan came to the second floor and saw a bedroom with a meditation futon on the terrace. There was a large bed in the room. There were bathtubs, wardrobes and other items behind the screen, which were similar to the furnishings in the world.

Jiang Yi followed him upstairs and found a huge bed. He paused subconsciously, glanced at Zuo Lingquan's back, and said:

"You have to fight with others tomorrow to find a place. Have a good rest. I...I won't disturb you."

Talking about going downstairs.

Zuo Lingquan didn’t feel any pressure about tomorrow’s competition and shook his head:

"It's just a one-on-one fight, there's no need to be so nervous."

"Don't be careless. Which of the nine direct descendants is not the proud son of heaven? This is related to the prestige of our Great Dan Nation. If you don't say victory, at least you have to make a name for yourself, right?"

"The more the princess says this, the more nervous I become, and I might not perform well tomorrow."

"..."

When Jiang Yi heard this, she pursed her lips and really didn't dare to continue the instructions.

Zuo Lingquan looked around the room, and after making sure there was nothing unusual, he turned around and said:

"Go to bed and refresh yourself. Don't fall asleep when I fight tomorrow. Then who will I show off to you?"

Jiang Yi was indeed not sleepy, but she didn't want to disturb Zuo Lingquan's recuperation. She said no more, turned around and walked into the bathing place behind the screen.

The bathtub was of exquisite texture, and there were a few mood lights. There were paintings by famous artists hanging on the wall, and there were folded nightgowns on the tray. Everything was included. The only drawback was that there was no water.

Zuo Lingquan naturally did not need to notify Xiao Si to bring water. He came to the terrace, raised his hand and hooked it lightly, and a line of water floated up from the river, flew lightly in the air, and came to the bathtub behind the screen.

The source of the Xiangshui River is in Grotto-Heaven. Gold is the source of water. The water contains rich spiritual energy, so it looks inky black from the sky, but the actual water quality is extremely clear.

Jiang Yi watched Zuo Lingquan perform Divine Ability and raised his hand to touch the suspended water flow with a little envy in his eyes:

"It's quite convenient. When I learn this method in the future, I can help you get some water."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment: "Fire, earth, metal, and water. If Her Royal Highness Princess wants to master these methods, she will have to wait for the four realms of Youhuang."

Each of the five elements has its own advantages and disadvantages. Jiang Yi didn’t care about this and hummed softly:

"Earth overcomes water and fire overcomes wood. If we are both in the Liangyi realm, you will not be able to defeat me if you are defeated by my sky."

"That's true."

"Eh? You said the people from Yunshui Jiantan won't send a native of Five Elements to fight you, right?"

Zuo Lingquan has never met a monk who is close to the Five Elements. He doesn't know what the effect is. He thought for a while and said:

"When you reach the Youhuang Realm, the conflict between the Five Elements will show up, and the impact is not big so far. Moreover, I showed my Mo Yuan Sword, which has already shown that I am close to water. If Yunshui Jiantan sends someone who is close to the Five Elements to attack me, it is unnecessary. Shameless, you probably won't meet."

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. After the water was filled, she raised her hand to untie the belt of the red dress.

Zuo Lingquan crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to watch.

Just as Jiang Yi unbuttoned her skirt, revealing Qingwan's bulging fat fish of the same style, she found that Zuo Lingquan hadn't left, and quickly closed her skirt again, tilting her head and saying:

"what you do?"

"Oh, I was thinking about something, the princess forgive me."

Zuo Lingquan seemed to realize something was wrong, and turned around and walked outside the screen with great interest.

Jiang Yi stared at Zuo Lingquan's back until he disappeared, then continued to undress, and soon there was the sound of water splashing behind the screen.

Only separated by a screen, Zuo Lingquan can actually feel the changes in the water flow, and even control the water flow to help Jiang Yi take a bath.

But for fear of scaring Jiang Yi, Zuo Lingquan didn't mess around. He sat down on the bed, glanced around and found the 'Moon in the Water' on the dressing table that looked like the mirror.

He raised his hand to move the moon in the water, and the brocade color in the bronze mirror changed, and soon a hall similar to a storytelling hall appeared, and an old Confucian scholar said on it:

"... Nanhuang Jianzi Jian Wuwu will ask the sword from Yunshui Jiantan tomorrow..."

Wow——

The sudden sound made Jiang Yi tremble with fright, but soon returned to normal.

"...This battle is the first battle of the Nine Sects Alliance. Jian Wuyi has a high reputation, but there is very little information known about it. From what I have seen today, he cannot be older than twenty-five..."

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, feeling that the old man was talking nonsense, he lost interest in listening, and touched the spell under the bronze mirror.

The style of painting in the bronze mirror changed, and a female nun with a black veil appeared, and a reverie whispered:

"Um~ah~..."

The sound is quite loud.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes widened, this time he didn't look for the remote control, and waved his hand skillfully to switch the screen back.

But Jiang Yi obviously heard it.

The sound of water splashing behind the screen became quieter, and after a moment of silence, there was no reaction, as if he hadn't heard the charming hum just now.

But the atmosphere in the room has become a bit weird...

(end of this chapter)