Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 251 The Sword Immortal Surnamed Zuo Has Arrived

The climate in the Central Continent is arid, and most of the area is the Gobi Desert. Although people in the practice do not need to eat five grains, they do not have much requirements for the permanent place, but no one is born as a monk, and all kinds of spiritual grass also need water and soil to grow, so the population is mostly Concentrated near water veins.

Although the Sand Sea is called a sea, there is no source of water in it. Several rivers in the Central Continent go around from the left and right. The area is too wide, so it is called the word "sea", which means boundless.

Thousands of miles are barren and no grass grows. Naturally, no mortals live in it, and normal monks will not run into it without incident. Those who can move in it either have a grudge and dare not show their faces, and hide in it for refuge; or find a place that is inaccessible.

The Central Continent is not like the Nine Sects, there is no decent sect, and the Independent Cultivator with no sect occupies the majority. The advantage of Independent Cultivator is that there are no restrictions on freedom, you can do whatever you want, and you don’t have to worry about your opponent’s retaliation when you get into trouble. I can only run to a remote place.

Recently, a burial place of ancestors was found in the sea of ​​sand. Countless monks came here after hearing the news. Naturally, fewer people went in to hide, but the number of monks hunting for treasures doubled. There are countless others, such as Xie Qiutao.

Midsummer in July, late afternoon.

The sun had already set on the city wall, and the scorching heat in Feisha City had gradually subsided. Although the ground was still as hot as a soldering iron, there were already more pedestrians on the street.

Feisha City is the location of the Central Continent Qi family. It is a private city, and there is a fairy market in it. However, the Qi family has no handicraft industry, and both buyers and sellers are outsiders. Strictly speaking, it is only a second-hand trading market. A relatively safe place to earn some money.

This time the bone burial site in the sand sea was discovered. The first people who smelled the fishy smell must be a few aristocratic families on the outskirts of the sand sea. On the day the news came out, they had already sent people in to search. Avoid being beaten to the punch by others.

However, these aristocratic families do not object to the Independent Cultivator’s search. Firstly, there is no gate in the sand sea, and there is no way to stop it; secondly, the place where the bones are buried is dangerous and unpredictable. After coming out, there are many eager Fellow Daoists, and the Independent Cultivator found it. Not many people had the guts to go in, and the risk of selling the news to a few big families in exchange for a reward was obviously much smaller. No matter how many families there are, they can't search the entire sand sea, and they are willing to do so.

At this time, most of the Independent Cultivators who came to Feisha City came to offer rewards. The Qi family even sent people to hang a rough map on the city gate, which marked the areas that had been explored and the places with high probability. , and even suggested the danger, so that Independent Cultivator could try his luck in the past.

The sun had just set, and the street lights were already lit up. Noisy crowds surrounded the city gate, and people came in and out together from time to time.

In a tea shop downstairs from the city gate, a little girl carrying an iron pipa sat alone at the window, looking at the large map on the street.

On the ferry two days ago, Xie Qiutao was chatting with people, and learned about the place where Wu Yezi's bones were buried. It is said that the fairy sword that Wu Yezi carried with him was given by the mysterious turtle from the Northland. It is possible to pick it up.

When Xie Qiutao heard this, wasn't he talking about her? Although she doesn't use a sword, she can learn the fairy sword if she picks it up. With the opportunity bestowed by the Zhiming god, she is one level higher than the Xuangui in the north of Yuyaozhou. As long as she gets here, the fairy sword will not fly into her hand by herself.

So Xie Qiutao came over.

But what disappointed her was that the sea of ​​sand was bigger than she thought. The fairy sword probably didn't sense her and didn't react at all. It seemed like it had to move forward.

The area of ​​the sand sea is very large, and there are independent cultivators everywhere. Xie Qiutao has just arrived and is not yet familiar with the customs of the Central Continent. Sitting here, besides memorizing the map, he is also eavesdropping on the conversations of the monks and judging the interior of the sand sea. rough situation.

Xie Qiutao is small in stature and looks cute, as if she is ignorant and easy to deceive; but she has lived on the path of cultivation by herself and has far more experience in traveling than ordinary people. the attention of others.

However, after snooping carefully in the tea shop for a long time, she didn't hear any useful information. Instead, a few people came into her sight.

It was already dark, and people were walking back and forth on the street. While Xie Qiutao was sipping her tea, she suddenly heard from the city gate:

"...I came all the way to dig a grave with you, but you didn't even hold a welcome ceremony when I entered. Not to mention beating gongs and drums, you have to prepare a carriage, horse and sedan, right?..."

"Brother Zuo's reputation is too big. Once word spreads, all those brave and aggressive young men in the Central Continent will definitely come to cause trouble..."

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to catch you? I don't dare to say that I am a good person, but when it comes to swordsmanship, there are no more than one hand in the world who can beat me. If they come to cause trouble, you just let them come to the same place and fight with me... "

“Central Continent is not so particular.”

"Forget it if you don't have such a point. If I kill someone across the border with the weak and the strong, they will lose their face. People who practice martial arts have to 'spot the point'. Win or lose, you can't make your opponent look too bad. What do you think, Lao Lu? Isn’t that true?”

"That's right..."

…

What a loud tone...

Xie Qiutao's head was full of questions. He turned around and saw three people entering the city gate, all wearing swords. There was a sullen old man in front of him and two young guys behind him.

Even if the old man didn't show any signs of charisma, just by looking at his calm appearance, one could tell that a normal person couldn't afford to offend him.

The young man carrying the sword has a very stable aura. I am afraid that his Daoxing is on par with hers, and he can be considered young and promising.

The noble man holding a folding fan next to him was very powerful. His energy was like a gossamer and he could reach the wind immediately. He was inferior to ordinary people. However, he walked in front of the two people and looked like the opinion leader among the three. The other two were still... I was used to this, especially the old man, who nodded in agreement with everything he said.

For this situation to occur, either the noble master's status is too high, or his cultivation level is too high, or both.

Xie Qiutao was a little curious about the identities of these three people, but it was taboo in the spiritual practice to pry rashly. They were strangers and had nothing to do with them. She just glanced at them casually and looked away, continuing to remember her map.

Near the tea house, next to a street stall, there was also a young monk dressed in ordinary clothes, paying attention to the three people passing by.

After the three of them walked away and disappeared into the street, the young monk stood up, walked to a quiet part of the street, took out the communication sign, and whispered:

"The young master of the Qi family is back, accompanied by two people. One is probably Lu Shisan of the Sword Emperor City. The other is about twenty years old. His identity is unknown, but his cultivation is unfathomable. His surname is Zuo. He claims that his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Qi Both A and Lu Shisan respect him..."

"The face is different from the portrait, but there are some similarities. I'm afraid I used the art of disguise..."

"Understood, once you inquire about the next move of the Qi family, report it immediately..."

…

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After crossing the Wanren mountain peak and coming to the desert, you have entered the territory of the Central Continent.

Without the lights on earth, the stars and the moon in the sky would be much brighter. Looking around, apart from the yellow sand dunes, there are only more stars than gravel and nothing else.

The night wind blew gently, causing ripples on the sand dunes, spreading to the end of the desert. A large river lay across the land, and dots of green appeared along the coast.

It was also here that traces of distorted light appeared under the blue starry sky, and then a small boat with lights appeared out of thin air, slowly descended from the sky, and landed on the turbulent Lianjiang River.

The painting boat is like a floating leaf in the vast world, no one can notice it no matter how conspicuous it is.

On the small deck, Tuanzi stood on the edge of the fence, blowing the hot night wind, the white fluff swaying gently, looking at the surrounding fields, his eyes were a bit blank, although he could not speak, but he could still feel the meaning in his eyes - —This ghostly place where birds don't lay eggs is not a country for birds.

Although practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, it is obviously not interesting to hide outside and look at the sand.

The three people on the boat were all in the cabin, preparing for the upcoming trip with an uncertain future.

In the room, Zuo Lingquan put on a hemp-colored robe. His hands, which were originally smooth and unmarked, were also roughened and some calluses could be seen. They were no different from the poor swordsman who had been walking in the wind and sand all year round.

His unparalleled handsome face was also carefully outlined, with a hooked nose and a pair of tiger eyes. His hair was down and frizzy, and he also had a big beard. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a big man with a curly beard. His face probably looked like a big man. Forty years old.

Shangguan Lingye sat sideways on the soft couch, pressing Zuo Lingquan's forehead, carefully modifying the details on Zuo Lingquan's face, smiling playfully, and not letting Zuo Lingquan move.

Wu Qingwan couldn't bear to look directly at her, but she still held up the mirror to let Zuo Lingquan observe her honor, and praised:

"The craftsmanship is really good. His mother Lingquan probably wouldn't recognize it just like this."

People can change their body shape and face during practice, but if they use magic techniques to change, there will be fluctuations in spiritual energy, which looks very weird. If you want to be invisible, you have to use this more down-to-earth method.

It’s just that there are many ways to disguise, as long as it’s not the same as the original appearance, Zuo Lingquan looked in the mirror and said:

"It's all about changing your appearance. Is it necessary to make it so ugly?"

Shangguan Lingye gently lifted Zuo Lingquan's chin to make him shut up, and said flatly:

"This is called going against the grain. When you enter the Central Continent this time, someone may be watching you; they will definitely think that you will hide your name and disguise yourself, but they will never expect that the most dignified young leader of the Nine Sects will be so shameless. Pay attention to appearance and make yourself look like this.

Also, is it ugly? All the men in the Tiedong Mansion have this look. In Situ Zhenzhen’s words, ‘the beard represents masculinity, and men without beards are sissies.’ The ancestor also likes this look, and I think it’s pretty good. "

Wu Qingwan occasionally wants to flirt with Zuo Lingquan, facing this appearance, she really can't keep her mouth shut, she shook her head and said:

"Actually, wouldn't it be better to make Ling Quan a woman, and it would be more pleasing to the eye..."

Zuo Lingquan quickly shook his head: "Are you kidding? This is good." Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Lingye straightened his head. He could only lie still and wait for Shangguan Lingye to finish cleaning up.

Shangguan Lingye has been busy for a long time. After the work is completely completed, he stops and nods in satisfaction, and looks out the window:

"We've already arrived at Lianjiang, and we can go near Shahai tomorrow morning. Feisha City, where Qi Jia is located, is just outside Shahai. Would you like to go over and say hello?"

Zuo Lingquan held a mirror, observed his own face, and asked:

"That Qi Jia?"

"It's the Qi Jia of the Central Continent little unicorn, aren't you the 'Central Continent Three Heroes'?"

Neither Zuo Lingquan nor Qi Jia had spoken to each other, and he might not be at home now, so he naturally said:

"We agreed to come here anonymously and run over to be a guest. The news has been leaked. Let's go directly to Shahai. After getting the things, we have to go to Peach Blossom Pond to get the peaches. Don't end up not getting both."

Shangguan Lingye already meant this, so he just asked casually. She turned around and pulled Wu Qingwan over, and began to prepare for makeup again.

Wu Qingwan had just seen Shangguan Lingye's 'craftsmanship', and she was obviously a little apprehensive:

"Don't be so troublesome, I can do it myself."

"Going out to grab opportunities is not a trivial matter. If you leak a little information, you may be gone. The group will have to put on makeup later, don't worry about these little details."

"grumble?"

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan couldn't say any more, so she could only sit down and let Shangguan Lingye do the murder.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't bear to watch Lingye ruin his beautiful wife, so he turned around and came to the deck, looking at the completely different night in the distance...

(end of this chapter)