Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 322 Does it look good?

Warm yellow lights shone in the corners of the room, and the man in black robe sat on the futon, looking up.

The plump woman like a white stripe stood in front of the man, her round and round figure was clearly visible, and her waist and hips were only a few feet away from the man's cheek.

The charming scene would probably make anyone who saw it have their heart beat a little faster and start thinking about it, but the atmosphere between the two of them was extremely weird.

Zuo Lingquan didn't really want to offend the ancestor of Shangguan, but the distance was so close that he couldn't look at the right place and didn't know where to put his eyes.

Shangguan Patriarch lowered his head and saw the hollow fabric on his body. His calm eyes visibly widened a little. He instinctively crossed his chest with one hand and covered his legs with the other, but immediately looked out the window again.

Zuo Lingquan also noticed a terrifying aura emerging outside the window, which even the formation could not isolate. It was so tyrannical that it was suffocating, yet a little familiar.

Zuo Lingquan quickly came back to his senses, with a look of shock in his eyes. He stood up and protected the Shangguan Ancestor behind him, sensing the situation outside the window with his spiritual consciousness.

"Om—"

A low roar sounded from the depths of the ocean floor, overwhelming the noise of the storm on the surface.

Thousands of monks on Turtle Island stood frozen in various places with expressionless faces. Half of them retreated with a dragon roar, and the remaining half sat directly on the ground.

Zuo Lingquan felt the natal water in his body was stirring and couldn't suppress it at all, and he couldn't help but feel terrified.

But in a moment, a wave of water rose up on the sea two miles away, and then two dragon horns poked out, like two mountain peaks rising from the sea.

Then the dragon head was so big that ordinary people could hardly imagine it. The head and eyes emitting blue light emerged from the sea. It looked like a huge island floating on the sea directly in front. There were two pupils on the island like Nine Nether Thunder Ponds. It makes people afraid to look at it.

Rumble——

The cyan Flood Dragon just stuck its neck out from the sea, and the dragon's horns felt like they were touching the dark clouds. The two dragon whiskers were more than ten feet thick, and waterfall-like water splashed along the dragon's scales into the sea, making an earth-shattering roar.

The head of the cyan Flood Dragon almost blocked the entire field of vision in front of it. The oppressive force of blocking out the sky and the sun was enough to make all living beings tremble with fear. The Flood Dragon lowered his head and looked at Turtle Island. It was obviously two miles away, but it seemed like he was looking at a small piece of land next to his mouth. The dragon body, which looks like a leaf but is even bigger, is still hidden under the sea. Sometimes, you can see a section of the dragon body emerging from the sea very far away, and you can't tell how long it is.

The dragon sees its head but not its tail, which is probably what it means.

Through the tiny gap between the windows, Zuo Lingquan saw a dragon head that was larger than Turtle Island. Although there was a huge difference in size, he still recognized the Dragon King from the face of the cyan Flood Dragon.

"Why did it become so big? Is it too late to send Tuanzi back now?"

Ancestor Shangguan was not surprised by this scene - the body shape of the incarnation of the gods is not fixed, but there is a pattern. When they appear in front of living beings, they will not be smaller than the opponent. Normally, they are of a size that can swallow the opponent in one bite, so that the living beings can Seeing the appearance clearly, without losing the absolute oppressive power of heaven that cannot be violated, Tuotian Wangba is too big, so the Dragon King in the sea shows such a terrifying figure.

However, gods generally do not interfere in everything. As long as they do not shake the foundation of the heaven and earth and suffer punishment from heaven, the gods will not harm all living things. At this time, looking down from a high position, they are definitely looking for disobedient dumplings.

Facing the guardian deity of heaven and earth, Shangguan Ancestor couldn't break through even if he came in person. He looked at the next door:

"Tuanzi, go back."

"grumble……"

Tuanzi, who was huddled in bed and pretending to be dead, was very reluctant, but had no choice but to jump to the window sill next door in despair, and whispered "chichichichi..." to the sky.

"Om—"

A deep dragon roar shook the sky, and the vast power of the dragon made the entire Turtle Island shake, and the Tuotian Bastard below was trembling.

Tuanzi quickly closed his mouth and reluctantly walked back along the window sill at an extremely slow speed.

The cyan Flood Dragon that emerged from the sea was not in a hurry, but strictly monitored with a pair of giant eyes, waiting for Tuanzi to return to the range of Yuyaozhou.

For those in the know, this scene is not sinister, and is even a bit funny.

But the people on Turtle Island don’t know that!

Thousands of monks on Turtle Island saw this giant deep-sea dragon of unknown origin, with its head glaring angrily, as if it could swallow up Turtle Island at any time. Some people gradually couldn't bear the pressure.

A moment later, a figure flew out from the silent corridor around the island. Huang Ji, the owner of Turtle Island, was too late to stop him.

The figure was as fast as thunder, and he dodges for several miles in the blink of an eye. Instead of escaping to the rear land, he went to the side.

Zuo Lingquan looked carefully and unexpectedly discovered that the man was Wu Laodao whom he met at the port. After running to the side, he turned around and made a seal, and shouted like a thunder:

"town!"

Under the attention of countless people, a nine-story tower tens of feet high fell from the clouds and hit the tip of the cyan Flood Dragon's nose. From a distance, it looked like a small hat was put on the dragon's nose.

! !

I go……

Zuo Lingquan was horrified. Firstly, he was shocked by Wu Laodao's advanced cultivation. It was really powerful to cast Dragon Prison Formation at such a long distance and show such a scale. Secondly, he was shocked by Wu Laodao's fearlessness of death. With this skill, he dared to suppress Such a big Flood Dragon, it's damn good if it can be suppressed. Isn't this exciting?

As expected, the cyan Flood Dragon was hit on the nose by the Prison Dragon Formation. There was no difference at all, except that his pupils moved slightly and he looked at the tower on the tip of his nose.

After the fight, Wu Laodao turned around and ran away, heading overseas.

Seeing this, the monks on Turtle Island understood that Wu Laodao was risking his life to lure the tiger away from the mountain, hoping to wait for the cyan Flood Dragon's attention to be distracted and wait for an opportunity to escape.

But it is a pity that the Lord of the East China Sea is a god born from heaven and earth. He has no emotions of living beings, and his behavior cannot be inferred from the behavior of living beings.

The cyan Flood Dragon is the incarnation of the East China Sea. To the gods, Wu Laodao's behavior is not much different from an ordinary person hitting the ground with his fist and cursing God. As long as he does not destroy the foundation of heaven and earth or steal the power of heaven and earth, the Lord of the Four Directions will not do it at all. Notice this little movement.

Wu Laodao casually poured out all his knowledge of Divine Ability. In the eyes of the Lord of the East China Sea, it was nothing more than a two-legged insect on land. It jumped around on his body and paid no attention to it. He continued to stare at the creature that belonged to the same plane as it. Little dumplings.

Wu Laodao was naturally a little confused. Looking back at Flood Dragon, he didn't know how to save a boatload of people.

When the monks on the boat saw this scene, they didn't understand the purpose of this Flood Dragon in the sea, and they all felt desperate that "my life is at stake."

At this time, the expression of Shangguan Ancestor, who was being protected by Zuo Lingquan, suddenly condensed, and then his eyes began to change, showing a sign of struggle.

Zuo Lingquan noticed something strange, turned around to check, and found that the aura of the woman behind him first changed back to Tang Jingxun, and then emitted a strange aura in an instant. The aura did not seem to belong to a living creature, but contained a pure power of heaven.

Tang Jingxun's cheeks became lifeless, like a god in the sky, standing taller than Shangguan Ancestor, his pupils turned golden red, and he opened his lips lightly and said:

"retreat!"

The words were calm and emotionless, even a little jerky.

But the sound resounded throughout the entire sea, as if the gods in the sky were whispering to the mortal world.

All the monks on Turtle Island stared at the cyan Flood Dragon. Suddenly, there was such a low moan behind them. Their eyes were horrified, but what was even more incredible was yet to come.

I saw the giant sky-high dragon blocking the road. I was a little confused when I heard the voice. I looked up to the nine heavens and let out a dragon roar of "buzz--". It sounded a little dissatisfied, but it still plunged into the sea.

bang——

The huge body entered the sea, causing a circular tsunami to press towards the surrounding area.

After the huge wave passed, the Flood Dragon that covered the sky disappeared without a trace, and even the violent storm calmed down.

"this……"

The monks on Turtle Island, regardless of their level of realm, all had expressions of disbelief. They stared blankly at the sea for a long time before looking back at the pavilion in the middle of Turtle Island.

Several pavilions were silent, the window on the second floor was closed, and there was no one in sight. Everyone looked at each other with the same meaning in their eyes - to drink away the giant dragon that reaches the sky with one word, what kind of Immortal Venerable realm is this?

Huang Ji, the protagonist of Turtle Island, has entered the middle stage of the Jade Stage, but the scene just now still refreshed his understanding of the strong. He did not dare to look at it rashly. After a moment of hesitation, he stood far away on the edge of Turtle Island and bowed his hands. :

"Junior Qianxingdao Huang Ji, I would like to thank my senior for helping me. Do you know your senior's title? I will go back and report what happened today to my master. My master will definitely remember my senior as a great favor."

In the room, Old Ancestor Shangguan has regained control of his body.

After hearing this, Patriarch Shangguan wanted to make Patriarch Minghe, the overlord of Nanyu Island, owe her a favor, but just now Tuanzi was running around, Lord Lingguang spoke, and the old Dragon King left after seeing that Tuanzi was under the care of a guardian. It has nothing to do with her or anyone else on the ship.

The Shangguan Patriarch did not want to take the credit against his will, so he did not respond and gave Zuo Lingquan a wink.

Zuo Lingquan understood the meaning, thought about it for a while, and spoke in a mature tone in the room:

"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning, you don't need to keep it in mind."

The clear voice spreads throughout Turtle Island.

Everyone looked surprised. They did not expect that this worldly master would not only practice Spirit Ascension, but also do good deeds without leaving any name behind them. He did not even ask for favors from the Styx Ancestor.

How can such a big scene be so easy? !

Huang Ji's face became more and more respectful, feeling that this master's moral behavior was probably beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

The other party did not reveal his identity, and Huang Ji couldn't guess which mountain Immortal Venerable it was, so he could only give a respectful salute:

"The junior is impressed by the integrity of the seniors. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope that the seniors will come to Qianxing Lake as a guest and give Qianxing Island a chance to say thank you in person."

"If I have time, I will pay you a visit. Let's all disperse and continue sailing."

"yes."

Huang Ji quickly handed over his hand.

Huang Ji didn't dare to say anything. The other monks didn't dare to say a word and quickly returned to their respective positions.

Among all the people, only Wu Laodao, who was still floating on the sea in a daze, looked at the guest room in disbelief, secretly wondering which Immortal Lord "Zuo Ci" was the pseudonym...

——

The storm stopped, and the people on Turtle Island returned to their homes, but there was still silence.

Ancestor Shangguan secretly reviewed the situation just now and said softly:

"Lord Lingguang must want Tuanzi to stay by Jingxun's side until he grows up. The Lord of the Four Directions is immortal, and there has not been another divine envoy to watch over the Lord of the Four Directions as he grows up in the past ten thousand years. The specific situation is that I am I don’t know the precedent. However, gods will not interfere in mortal affairs. You can just practice quietly. There is no need to worry about this, and there is no need to expect Lord Lingguang to save your life in times of crisis..."

Bang——

While he was talking, the door of the room was pushed open, and Xie Qiutao, who was staying in the outer room, rushed in:

"Sister Jingxun, you are so powerful, that big... big... big..."

As soon as Xie Qiutao opened the door, her round face full of excitement was stunned for a moment. There were white flowers in front of her eyes, all of which were things that the little girl could not see.

Tuanzi also poked his head from the corner of the door:

"Ji~?"

Ancestor Shangguan rarely saw the Dragon King of the East China Sea. He was just on guard against accidents and didn't think about anything else. Then he remembered something and reacted very quickly, ducking behind Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan had already turned around, and when he saw this, he quickly hugged the beautiful woman beside him, using his sleeves to help cover the spring.

"ah--"

Xie Qiutao reacted, her face flushed, and she quickly backed out.

But it may be that he saw something extraordinary, and couldn't help but glance at Jing Xun's unique clothes before closing the door from the outside:

"I didn't see anything... eh~ tsk tsk tsk..."

"Chi chi chi..."

The door closed and the room became quiet.

Zuo Lingquan held the beautiful woman in his arms, and when he heard Xie Qiutao muttering strangely, his old face blushed, and he glanced into his arms:

The light was dim, and the plump and snowy body exuded a soft luster. A black lanyard was hung around the neck. In front of the body was a hollow black gauze cloth, wrapped with two soft balls. Except for the scenery at the top of the snow peak, the remaining snow scenery was faintly visible. .

There is a thin suspender belt on the waist, hooked up to the black stockings that wrap the legs. The small black cloth is perfectly covered in key places. There is a small crescent moon in the tight seam. Through the semi-hollow pattern, it seems that you can see it, but nothing is visible. Out of sight.

The enchanting and charming allure radiates from head to toe. The calm eyes and the quiet, mature and soft face create a strong sense of contrast, making people don't know where to look first.

So Zuo Lingquan's eyes wandered from top to bottom, and from bottom to top...

"..."

The patriarch Shangguan narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that Zuo Lingquan's eyes wandered, not ashamed like a little daughter, but raised his eyelids, and asked in a deep voice:

"Does it look good?"

"Okay...cough..."

Zuo Lingquan woke up in an instant, raised his eyes to the sky, and let go of his hands from his back with a serious look:

"Hehe, what happened just now was a bit sudden, senior, don't take it to heart..."

Shangguan Patriarch lightly hooked his fingers, put a skirt on his body, and looked at Zuo Lingquan seriously:

"You and Tang Jingxun are husband and wife. I have no control over the affairs of the boudoir, but I still want to remind you. People who practice must restrain their desires and pay attention to etiquette in everything. No matter how flashy it is, stockings are better than nothing at all. , but obscene clothes and trousers are something to hide your shame, if you make them look like this, don't you put the cart before the horse and violate the original function of clothes?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't explain the magical effect of sexy clothes, so he nodded slightly:

"Senior taught me a lesson."

The ancestor Shangguan was mentally prepared when he came, but the strange little dress on his body opened her eyes, and she felt uncomfortable even wearing a skirt.

There was nothing else to do, Shangguan Patriarch didn't want to stay here in embarrassment, his eyes glowed with gold.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan suddenly raised his hand:

"Senior, wait."

Ancestor Shangguan paused, frowned and said:

"Anything else?"

Zuo Lingquan had not communicated with his ancestor in private since he was given a sword by his ancestor at the last New Year's Eve. He really wanted to have a chat, but he stopped him and didn't know what to say.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, and I want to chat with seniors."

"..."

It was probably the first time that Shangguan Laozu met someone who communicated with her in this way. She remained silent for a while, gathered a futon, sat upright in front of Zuo Lingquan, and assumed the posture of an immortal discussing Taoism:

"What do you want to talk about?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what he wanted to talk about, so he sat down opposite, looking for something to say:

"During the last New Year's Eve, I didn't stay with my senior properly, and I always felt that I was indebted. Senior Shenlong has always seen its head but not its tail, so it's hard to see its true form. I don't know what year or month it will be next time we meet..."

Shangguan Patriarch's back was straight, and he listened carefully for a while, feeling that two words were revealed between the lines - "I don't deserve a beating!"

"You really don't have a long memory?"

"No, I really don't have any evil thoughts about senior. I just regard senior as a family member in my heart, but I don't even have the opportunity to gather for casual visits. I feel bad. This trip lasts for a short period of one year and as long as three to five years. Senior, I'm afraid I rarely come here, and there are few human connections in the world. As time goes by, the relationship fades away. Even if a practitioner lives a long life, the length of a day is no different from that of an ordinary person..."

Shangguan Patriarch understood what he meant this time - we haven't seen each other for fear that the relationship would fade away after too long.

Shangguan Patriarch was silent for a moment and said calmly:

"This is how spiritual practice is. On a day when things you cherish are lost, I have seen too many people grow old, sick and die. Among them are many people whom I respect and cannot bear to part with. But they are all dead, and I am the only one left to live in this world. I am now I value you, you are attached to me, and it is normal to worry that our relationship will fade; but if you don't work hard to move forward, what you should worry about is not the strength of our friendship, but that one day you and I will be separated.

"Thousands of years later, I may still be in that palace on the mountain, but you, Lingye, and even everyone I know now have turned into bones in the barren mountains. All I can do is burn some for you in front of the tombstone. Paper money, even if the love is still there at that time, what’s the point?”

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, speechless.

Patriarch Shangguan probably felt that these principles of cultivation were dry and impersonal and boring, so he added:

"If you want to be favored and visit me frequently, you must have the ability to come at any time. Do you expect your mother-in-law to come to visit you every now and then? Are you worthy?"

Although his tone was still serious, there was a hint of ridicule in it, which made Zuo Lingquan feel warmer and said with a smile:

"Junior understands."

"snort."

…

While talking, under the futons the two of them were sitting on, the lines of the complex formations shimmered slightly, and the surging aura appeared in the room; on the white screen not far away, a vivid scroll of mountains and rivers also emerged.

At this scene, Huang Ji, the owner of the ferry, wanted to thank the unknown Immortal Venerable in the room, and he could not rush to disturb him, so he silently activated all the services in the room, so that the Immortal Venerable in the room would not feel that the ferry was not on the right track.

Ancestor Shangguan glanced around, pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body:

"If you have important matters in the future, you can ask this deity for instructions. If this deity is convenient, it will only take a moment to come here. But I want to warn you, next time you come here, if Jing Xing wears such a mess again, this deity will let you wear it. Show it to the public at Thunder Bluff! Others may say such things to scare people, but you should already know the character of this deity, and I will definitely do what I can say."

!

Zuo Lingquan's expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't dare to think about that eye-catching scene:

"Today was an accident. How could I deliberately use Jing Xun's body to offend senior? This is not only disrespectful to senior, but also disrespectful to Jing Xun."

"It's good that you understand. When things happen in an accident, you should be in a hurry. When did this deity care about you? Also, this deity will not interfere with the matter of husband and wife, but if you go out, if you don't pick the time or place, and indulge yourself wantonly, Sooner or later, you will die on a woman’s belly, so you must pay attention to moderation in the future.”

"good."

…

After Shangguan Patriarch finished chatting, he had nothing more to say, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he said one last sentence before leaving:

"You wait for a quarter of an hour before continuing."

Zuo Lingquan felt that his ancestor was very considerate, but difficult to react. It was not until Jingxun took back control of his body that he smiled.

——

The room was silent.

After Tang Jingxun took back control of her body, her expression turned into a confused one, with a little fear in her eyes. She looked out the window and said:

"It's such a big dragon. It scared me to death just now. Fortunately, the big phoenix came out..."

"It's okay. As long as Tuanzi is by your side, he should be able to run around in the future."

Tang Jingxun pursed her lips and vomited a few times before suppressing the waves in her heart. She didn't understand these messy things, so she stopped thinking about them, looked at the clothes on her body, and raised her hands to untie the skirt:

"This woman left immediately, and she didn't bother to put on her clothes. You were looking at me, not her."

Zuo Lingquan briefly imagined the scene of his ancestor wearing hollow clothes and sitting with him discussing Taoism, and then he stopped his thoughts quickly to prevent his ancestor from finding out and killing him.

Zuo Lingquan's restlessness just now was somewhat dissipated by the episode. He was not in a hurry now. He pulled Jingxun to him and said softly:

"Let's chat for a while. It really pisses off the ancestor. We will probably have to stare at each other in the room for a few months."

Tang Jingxun was naturally not in a hurry, leaned into Zuo Lingquan's arms, nodded and said:

"Oh~ okay, okay, for the sake of my mother-in-law's understanding, I won't torment her. By the way, I was so domineering when I yelled just now, it shocked the mother-in-law. If I can always be so powerful, the mother-in-law will probably have to Just call me sister..."

"That's Vermilion Bird. If a person can be that powerful, the world won't be able to hold it... By the way, I think you should have a closer relationship with the Overseer God."

"Why?"

"The Overseer God is a white tiger, you..."

Tang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then realized it immediately, with an embarrassed look in his eyes, and pinched Zuo Lingquan's face:

"Pfft, a phoenix without hair is not a phoenix? According to what you said, Lingye is still related to Azure Dragon."

"Huh? Do you have an explanation?"

"There's a lot of water, isn't it?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan was shocked!

Although the attributes of the five elements of the gods are wrong, Xun Xun's insight is really meticulous, and the level of drawing inferences from one instance to other cases is even more powerful. Now they are so old-fashioned, how can they be lowered in the future...

"Black Tortoise dominates water, and Azure Dragon dominates wood. The one related to Azure Dragon should be Qingwan. She is really energetic."

"When I saw the dragon coming out of the water, I thought Longdu was the same as Lingye..."

"Girls are both made of water. There is not much difference. It's just that Lingye has a high level of Taoism and a strong body. My husband used two extra powers."

"Really? If you are a mother-in-law, can you use your full strength?"

"..."

I will be exhausted...

…

(end of this chapter)