Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 331 Senior, listen to my explanation

The silver moonlight shines through the window paper and sprinkles on the wooden floor, which looks like silver frost and snow; the pipa from next door "Dangdang~" makes the quiet and elegant room even more quiet.

Zuo Lingquan was dressed in everyday clothes, leaning against the head of the bed, holding in his hand the classics of the immortal family bought at the ferry, flipping through them silently.

Tang Jingxun was wearing a white close-fitting gown, leaning against Zuo Lingquan's arms, her moist eyes were closed, and she was sleeping soundly. Two buttons of the gown were unbuttoned, revealing a white and rouge-colored apron inside, symbolizing the left side. The emerald green pendant of the daughter-in-law is looming, and one hand is held in it to keep warm.

Gently blowing his breath on his arms, Zuo Lingquan looked down from time to time; there was nothing to do on the ferry, and he couldn't practice the sword. He should have taken the opportunity to serve his wife, but the last three days were the same as Chinese New Year, and then came again, It was difficult for the ancestor to say hello, so the two of them restrained themselves in the end.

Zuo Lingquan rested his cheek against the quiet bun of his hair, flipping through the "Hundred Flowers List Review" with one hand, his eyes slightly dull.

Before boarding the ship, I bought a book. I wanted to know about the geniuses on the mountain in Huajunzhou so that I could deal with them in advance when we meet on a narrow road in the future.

But these items from Xianjiashulou are just like the portraits of "Shangguan Nine Dragons Central Continent Wolong Nanhuang Jianzi" collected by Taotao, which cannot be regarded as real at all.

In the book are some female cultivators from Huajunzhou's wealthy family, and the records are detailed, such as age, height, personality, etc., and even what kind of young heroes they like, and which fairy they have a bad relationship with.

But these sources of information are all hearsay, such as Yingyang Immortal Palace's "Luyao Fairy", who was born in Jingtai, Yuyaozhou, and her grandfather is a sword god, and apprenticed to Yingyang Immortal Palace. Miss Qiu.

According to the description in the book, Fairy Luyao is the daughter of a wealthy family in Dongzhou. Since she was a child, she was the most gifted in the nine sects. She rubbed the former short-lived "Little Shangguan" on the ground and felt that the nine sects had no enemy in a single battle. That's why she came to Huajunzhou. study further.

This statement is completely nonsense. When Lingye was the hegemon, other Qingkui could only compete for the second place. His deeds are well documented in the Jiuzong. This 'Fairy Luyao' was clearly born after Lingye was demoted to the mortal world to sharpen his character. , was able to get to the top by luck.

The book also says that Fairy Luyao has a cold and indifferent personality and has no interest in worldly battles. She only likes flowers, birds and swords. She is written in the same way as the True Immortal girl.

But when Jiang Yi was in Barren Mountain, she had an encounter with Fairy Luyao. Jiang Yi’s comment was that she looked a bit arrogant, saying that I was much better than Lingye girl, and that she had good taste...

Hmm... I'm afraid Jiang Yi will get angry, so I won't analyze it.

As for the portraits in the album, Zuo Lingquan can be painted as a 'handsome version of Situ Shocking'. These noble ladies from the fairy family, how can the library dare to make money from their looks? Basically, they all have the same beautiful faces, and they can change the colors of common clothes. It is not easy to draw right.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the page of the single fairy, and then looked at the widowed fairy from a wealthy fairy family.

The lifespan of those who practice Taoism is too long. The reason why they are called "Taoist couples" instead of "husband and wife" is because it is too difficult for those who practice Taoism to grow old together and be buried together in the same cave. Almost 90% of the time, one partner is still young and the other has grown old.

Coupled with various accidents on the spiritual path, it is inevitable that there are more high-level monks who are widowed than those who are single all the time; among them there are male cultivators such as Qiu Fengqing, and naturally there are also those whose spouses have died and become famous. The master's nun.

Most of these female cultivators have profound spiritual practices, strong family backgrounds, are mature and sensible, and can serve others. In the eyes of Independent Cultivator, to be honest, they are more popular than those iceberg-like young fairies.

Of course, Independent Cultivator can only think about it. After all, these are experts from the immortal family who have passed through the tribulation of the mortal world, and they will not fall into the trap of sweet talk like a hundred-year-old girl.

Zuo Lingquan is very content at the moment. He has no special thoughts about these immortal family widows, he just takes a casual look at them.

But when he was looking at it in ecstasy, the breath of the beauty in his arms suddenly froze.

Zuo Lingquan thought his wife was awake, so he quickly closed the miscellaneous books and looked down - Shen'er was sleeping soundly on her chest, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her body was emitting some aura fluctuations.

Zuo Lingquan felt confused and wanted to take out his right hand that was placed in the tuan'er room for warmth and check the flow of breath in Jingxun's body.

But as soon as he moved, the eyes of the woman close at hand opened, with a little golden light in her eyes.

Eyes facing each other...

? !

Zuo Lingquan was really shocked and thought: Can you come here even if you are asleep? It doesn't make sense...

Ancestor Shangguan sensed that Tang Jingxuan was very relaxed while sleeping and there was nothing unspeakable, so he came over to take a look, but...

Shangguan Ancestor saw the familiar handsome face and found his cheek pressed against the man's chest. He was slightly startled, then lowered his head and looked at the discomfort in front of him...

Zuo Lingquan was holding Xianshu in one hand, and the other hand was clamped by Feng Ruan, who couldn't hold it with one hand. He wanted to take his hand out, but he didn't dare to move it, so he opened and closed his hand slightly.

soft~

"Hey..."

If there seems to be nothing, it's light.

Ancestor Shangguan frowned visibly, and then anger appeared in his eyes!

I went, what did I do...

Zuo Lingquan's heart skipped a beat: "Hey, senior, what am I doing..." He carefully took out his hand and made a gesture of surrender, his eyes filled with fear.

The emotion in Shangguan Patriarch's eyes only appeared for a moment, and then he returned to his calm and solemn state.

She lifted her cheek away from Zuo Lingquan's chest, sat up, raised her hands, and buttoned the buttons of her coat, looking at the book in Zuo Lingquan's hand:

"It's so late and you're still reading?"

Zuo Lingquan leaned against the head of the bed. Jingxun had been lying on the inside. Now he sat up with a cold expression, as if his wife woke up and sat next to him to scold him, "You're not sleeping yet? You know you don't have to go to work." It felt like strange……

When Zuo Lingquan saw that his ancestor didn't say anything, he naturally acted as if nothing had happened and put the miscellaneous books into his sleeves:

"Just read some news and understand the situation here, um... why is senior here?"

The ancestor Shangguan put on the embroidered shoes, and when he stood up, the soft pleated skirt was already on his body, and he walked slowly to the futon where he was meditating and sat down cross-legged:

"I can't come here?"

"No, it's just a bit unexpected."

"Have you heard what outsiders say about you?"

Zuo Lingquan got up and put on his outer robe, came to the opposite side and sat on the ground:

"I've heard about it a little bit, but it's been spread around a lot. I don't think it will affect the rest of the trip."

Speaking of this, Zuo Lingquan looked into his ancestor's eyes:

"Senior, what do you think of my performance at Luojian Mountain?"

Naturally, these words have the meaning of asking for credit, which is similar to saying to Jingxun, "Is your husband great?" But it doesn't have any special meaning. Judging from the tone, it is more like a junior asking an elder if he is satisfied.

Under normal circumstances, Shangguan Patriarch’s face shows no joy or anger, and the same is true at this time:

"generally."

"Uh...huh?"

"Your achievements are ordinary on the top of the mountain. If you beat Yuan Xiaoshan to the ground, I can praise you, but it really doesn't mean anything now."

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands slightly: "Ancestor Xiaoshan won't fight me, it's not that I don't want to fight..."

"Do you think you can beat me?"

The Shangguan Patriarch may have thought it was too serious, so he took the tea tray from the table, placed it between the two of them, and poured two cups:

"I think back when I first arrived in Yuyao Continent, I encountered some blind monks who were looking for trouble... It was the Discipline Elders of Tiecu Mansion, their ancestor Nangong Xin, who wanted to compete with me for the top spot. Do you know the result?"

Zuo Lingquan took the handed teacup and said with a smile:

"Four generations kneeling down to admit their mistakes, it was like thunder."

"snort."

Shangguan Patriarch gently picked up the tea leaves in the cup with the cup lid:

"At that time, the world of Venerable Realm was comparable to yours. I had no immortal weapons at hand. You picked four games in a row and knelt down in defeat. Your reputation is still known to everyone today. But in Luojian Mountain, you will not be known to anyone for at least a hundred years. remembered."

Zuo Lingquan asked curiously: "What state was Patriarch Nangong at that time?"

"One set and I knocked him down without paying attention."

"Well……"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how to complain - someone who was at the same level as him, who didn't have any magical weapons and could just knock him down with a single set, could he be an eighth-level ancestor? Could this be the same as Xiaoshan Ancestor?

Patriarch Shangguan didn’t mention his past glory again, he opened his red lips and took a sip of tea:

"Don't think you are complacent just because you have some achievements. The views of other experts are similar to mine. Ancestor Huang Chao of the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect saw you drawing the sword, and his comment was, 'You have not entered the world of mortals to become a saint. There is also a word 'fair' after 'Succeeding with heavenly beings but close to demons', which means you are slightly higher than what I think of you."

"Oh?" Zuo Lingquan sat up a little straighter: "The contemporary sword god's evaluation? It sounds like a pretty high evaluation..."

Ancestor Shangguan shook his head: "Don't be so sentimental, I'm looking down on you."

"Um, really?"

"Becoming a saint before entering the world of mortals means that you are too young and have the state of mind to become a saint at a young age, but you have not experienced the calamity of the world of mortals. It means that you are born as an immortal."

Ancestor Shangguan was afraid that Zuo Lingquan wouldn’t understand, so he explained:

"You are in a perfect mood now, but you have never experienced hardship. It will be good to have smooth sailing in the future, but once you encounter separation between life and death, close relatives turning against each other, sibling betrayal, etc., you may become possessed on the spot. This is the difference between you and the Ten Immortal Lords. Can we The reason why I am so high is because I have endured all this kind of thing. Even if you die suddenly in front of me, I will stick to my Taoist heart; but if I die in front of you and my Taoism disappears, you can't bear it."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan felt that this topic was a bit heavy and thought for a while: "I practice swordsmanship just to avoid encountering this kind of thing."

"I also practice hard in order to avoid encountering such things, but it is really difficult. The remaining sentence, 'To conquer heavenly beings but be close to demons' means that you have good qualifications, but your mind is not right."

"Huh?" Zuo Lingquan naturally disagreed with this sentence: "Am I evil-minded?"

Ancestor Shangguan shrugged slightly: "For Ancestor Huang Chao, that's all. Your Sword Intent is very sharp, so sharp that you dare to be an enemy of everyone. The sky dares to suppress you, you can pierce the sky, and the earth dares to bind you, you It can punch through the ground.”

Zuo Lingquan indeed thought so and nodded: "Although I don't fear heaven and earth very much, I still stick to the right path..."

"Good and evil are human opinions, not Heaven. There is nothing wrong with your character, but it's just not in line with the right way. The right way pays attention to the whole righteousness and sacrifices the small righteousness. If necessary, Huang Chao Ancestor can sacrifice his entire family in exchange for Jiuzhou. To live forever; and you probably sacrificed your life in all nine continents in order for the people around you to live forever, this is no different from a demon to Ancestor Huang Chao."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and shook his head in denial: "I practice swordsmanship because I don't want to encounter this kind of tangled problem. If I encounter it but can't change the situation, it can only mean that I haven't practiced hard enough."

Ancestor Shangguan nodded slightly: "Ancestor Huang Chao's personal opinion is just that. As long as I believe you can do it, whether it is a sword god or a god of martial arts, whatever you say is nonsense, so don't pay attention to it. I am here just to remind you, If Ancestor Huang Chao says this to you, he will most likely not help you, so you have to think hard."

Zuo Lingquan frowned, looked at the 'first wife' on the table, and asked:

"Except for washing the sword in the sword pool, is there no one else who can temper the Body Refining soul and pull out the sword?"

"The sword-washing pool is just a shortcut. If you are high enough, you will be able to pull it out naturally."

After Shangguan Patriarch finished speaking, he thought for a moment and added:

"Don't you know how to deceive women? The old man has several granddaughters. You..."

? ?

Zuo Lingquan quickly raised his hand: "Senior, the word 'lie' is not used appropriately, and how could I approach a woman with a purpose..."

Ancestor Shangguan snorted lightly and did not answer. There was a glimmer in his eyes. It seemed that he had finished talking about the business and was about to leave.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to chat with his ancestor again, but he had no reason to stay, so he said:

"Senior, when you come over next time, you can say hello in advance, otherwise..."

His eyes glanced at Jing Xun's swollen chest, obviously signaling what he had just done.

?

Ancestor Shangguan made a move, and there was a bit of chill in his eyes!

But after a brief silence, the Shangguan Patriarch did not get angry and beat Zuo Lingquan down, but said:

"Okay, before you come over next time, let me tell Tang Jingxun first... By the way, were you reading "Hundred Flowers Book" just now? This book was banned in the Yan Dynasty because it distorted the facts and belittled Lingye's past. If you like it, , I say hello to Lingye and ask her to notify the Demon Hunting Department to remove the ban..."

"Um?!"

Zuo Lingquan's expression suddenly changed - if Lingye heard this, wouldn't he come from thousands of miles away and kill him?

"Senior, wait a minute, I just bought it casually to have a look, and I also sneered at the untrue description above..."

"I see that you are fascinated. As a man, you can speak up if you are interested. How can you accommodate a woman? It doesn't matter."

Shangguan Patriarch's golden eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to leave.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little anxious and raised his hand to grab her wrist:

"No, senior, please listen to my explanation..."

Shangguan Patriarch didn't care, since it wasn't her body that was being grabbed anyway, she said flatly:

"What did you explain to this deity? You should explain to Lingye."

You fan the flames, can Ling Ye and I explain it clearly?

Zuo Lingquan sneered at the miscellaneous writing at first, and felt very innocent in his heart, so he could only say:

"When I said hello just now, I really didn't think wildly. I was just afraid that seniors would come over, no matter how embarrassing. I have absolutely no ill intentions towards seniors... Eh?"

Patriarch Shangguan didn't listen to a word and left directly.

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and he thought to himself: My life is over...

Tang Jingxun was sleeping at first, but when she woke up, she found that her body was not in control and almost died of fright. At this time, he took back control of his body and said angrily:

"This dead woman came here at her leisure. I managed to get a good night's sleep, and she..."

While talking, I found Zuo Lingquan's expression mixed, and Tang Jingxun still loved her husband, and said:

"Don't believe her nonsense. She dares to make trouble in our backyard, so I will tell Ling Ye about her being touched and kissed, and I will see what she will do."

?

Then my husband is the one who dies!

Zuo Lingquan hugged Jingxun and said helplessly:

"Okay, okay, the ancestor is just joking, I don't really like this broken book..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Lingquan quickly took out the evil spirit from his sleeve and threw it into the sea of ​​clouds outside the window...

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Under the same sky.

The cold moonlight shines on the small deck, and faint piano music is heard from the cabin.

Jiang Yi lay on the window and looked down. As the boat gradually sank to the lake, she saw a completely different style from her hometown, and let out a faint sigh.

A few days ago in Thunder Bluff, I drank a bowl of unknown tea. I can't remember the taste of the tea. In my memory, I only have the hesitation that lingered in my heart.

The hesitation comes from the uncertainty about the future, the fear that if you are dull in qualifications, you will be dumped to the ends of the earth by that heartless man; you are afraid that Shangguan Hu Meizi is too qualified, and one day she will come from behind, and she will become a bed maid who follows behind - although it is almost the same now. , but nominally he is the boss after all...

This hesitation lasted for a long time, but I finally came out of it. After all, my talent is not bad. No matter how far behind I am, as long as I work hard enough, I can always catch up...

Jiang Yi secretly cheered herself up for a moment, then looked back at the cabin.

In the cabin, Qing Wan and Leng Zhu were sitting on the beauty couch, holding teacups in their hands, staring at the water curtain on the desk.

The scene in the water curtain is a Maple Leaf Lake, with a veiled beauty in royal attire sitting on a strange stone by the lakeside playing the pipa. The melody is ethereal and sweet. You can tell she is a famous artist in this way just by looking at her manners.

On the desk next to the water curtain, Ling Ye, who was wearing gorgeous makeup, was holding a beautifully crafted pipa in his arms. He stared at the water curtain intently, with his hands on the strings of the pipa, but he never played it.

After leaving Thunder Bluff, the group of people continued their journey and visited various Immortal Gates along the route. Tiechu Mansion had an estranged relationship with Luojian Mountain and was not among the targets of the visit. The first Immortal Gate they wanted to go to was Qianqiu Yuefu.

On the way here, Jiang Yi had already learned about the power of the Xian family. According to the records, Qianqiu Yuefu had a high status in Huajunzhou. In addition to its profound foundation in the Xian family, it was most famous for its showmanship - the showmanship of literati and poets.

Although the overall combat strength of the sect is inferior to that of Juejianya and other giants of the immortal family, there are countless celebrities and scholars in the sect, and their reputation is very high.

When cultivating, combat power is the basis for self-protection, but if you only pursue combat power, you are no different from a monster. Thousands of monks also enjoy many elegant things in their leisure time, such as reading, painting, and playing chess. wait.

Qianqiu Yuefu has the best experience in this industry. Although there are no Immortal Lords in charge, there are many people in the sect, including chess masters, piano masters, and famous calligraphers and painters. There are all kinds of fairies with both civil and military skills and beautiful faces. .

When the fairies from another family came to Qianqiu Yuefu, no matter how talented or how high they were, in comparison, they would not dare to talk to the daughter of the rich man's family, as if seeing a lady from a scholarly family.

Shangguan Lingye is placed on the path of practice, she is definitely a top-notch noble girl from the fairy family, but she has devoted herself to practice since she was a child, and her attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting must not be high; On the occasion, she watched from the sidelines but couldn't understand it. It was true that Tie Cuu Mansion was full of names of wild men.

At this time, Ling Ye was holding the pipa and listening to everyone playing music, obviously sharpening his guns before the battle and preparing for the next trip.

However, if you really want to study the melody thoroughly, it is not much easier than practicing, and it takes a lot of talent.

Jiang Yi waited for a long time, and seeing that Shangguan Lingye was holding the pipa for a long time, she couldn't help asking:

"Hu Meizi, are you really good at playing?"

Shangguan Lingye only watched Xie Qiutao play the pipa a few times. He just bought the pipa at Thunder Bluff.

"Well... I'm just learning, just five strings, what's the problem?"

"Heh." Jiang Yi looked slightly disdainful, turned around, and signaled to the outside:

"It's all over, now there is no time to learn, put away the pipa, let others see and misunderstand, I really want you to show it, we can't afford to lose this person."

In just two sentences, the small boat had already landed, and a voice came from outside:

"Bo Yezi of Qianqiu Yuefu. I don't know which Fellow Daoist from Dongzhou came to Fengyue City? I haven't greeted you from afar, please forgive me."

Shangguan Lingye heard the sound, put the pipa into the Linglong Pavilion, got up and walked out of the cabin.

The "Yingjun Terrace" on the outskirts of Qianli Chunchao Lake is one of the Zongmen Ferries of Qianqiu Yuefu, and the Fengyue City in the distance, like Panyun City, is an accompanying city near the Da Zongmen. The name is a bit ambiguous. But it has nothing to do with the occasion of Fengyue. It is taken from the wonder of the fairy family in the upper reaches of Chunchao Lake, "Hefeng Qiuyue".

Yingjun Terrace is a private ferry of the Zongmen. Its scale is not too large, but the environment is much more elegant than the ferry outside. It looks like a waterside manor. There was no shortage of lonely fairies and Immortal Masters. Their royal weapons fell on the welcoming platform and they handed over invitations to pay their respects.

No matter where the private ferry is placed, it is an object only used by the second generation of the wealthy family. Hua Junzhou is not rare, but there is indeed only one outside the Yingjun Terrace at this moment, which has attracted a lot of scrutiny.

Originally, the disciples of Qianqiu Yuefu were in charge of welcoming the guests, but after seeing such an unknown private ferry boat landed outside the door, the disciples knew that it was a distinguished guest, so they called the sect deacon Bo Yezi and his wife who had just returned.

Shangguan Lingye walked out of the cabin and saw a couple standing by the lake table, showing a bit of a smile:

"Senior Uncle, Senior Yahe, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Bo Yezi and Yahe's duty was to recruit suitable talents from outside. They visited Jiuzong many times, but they never met Shangguan Lingye.

Hearing this gorgeous fairy in gorgeous clothes calling out their names, the female Xiu Yahe was stunned for a moment. After recalling a little, she said doubtfully:

"The fairy is..."

"Shangguan Lingye, our master Linyuan, I think you two have heard of him."

"..."

Some celebrities from the immortal family by the lake were slightly puzzled when they heard this self-reported family name. After all, the title of "Lord Linyuan" is really not very famous, and not many people have heard of it in Huajunzhou.

But thinking about it for a moment...

Oh my god, the disciple of the Valkyrie of Dongzhou!

There were a few gasps of air on the lakeside.

The fairies who were still secretly sizing up each other's appearance and comparing themselves with each other in secret seemed to have lost their beauty, so they quickly turned their attention elsewhere.

Bo Yezi and his wife were also shocked, but they had been walking around all year round, and had never seen Immortal Lord, but the disciple had seen some, and did not show any panic.

Yahe thought of this 'little Shangguan' who was once very famous in Dongzhou, and knowing that he was the heir to the Tiecu Mansion, he stepped forward and bowed:

"It turns out to be Fairy Shangguan, disrespectful. Senior brother, go and ask the master of the palace to come over..."

Shangguan Lingye tapped his toes and landed on the lakeside, smiling and saying:

"It's just a private visit. Senior Yahe doesn't need to mobilize troops."

"Oh, I can't afford to be a senior. Fairy Shangguan can just call me Yahe. Please come in quickly. I'm not prepared and I apologize for the poor reception..."

…

Jiang Yi and Wu Qingwan, who came out this time as personal secretaries who helped the young master, naturally followed them silently...

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The state is not very good, transition two chapters or2

Recommend a new book by an old author "Inheriting the Fortune of the Country for Two Hundred Years at the Beginning", a world where immortality and Martial Dao run side by side, a story of a mediocre little landlord suddenly inheriting a huge fortune of the nation, and the story of how times come and go...

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