Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 51

Qihuang Valley was shrouded in heavy rain and thunder, and the vast power of heaven did not stop the Great Dan Dynasty monks from watching the competition between the young leaders with enthusiasm.

A ring was set up in the square outside the main hall of the sect, with lights and candles standing around it. Young monks in different clothes competed in the heavy rain and competed in skills.

However, the deadline has not yet arrived, and the competition for quota has not yet begun. Those competing in the ring are young disciples who are capable but do not meet the conditions this time.

Seats were set up around the square, but it was not possible to build an awning for a short period of time. Most of the thousands of monks in the square were holding oil paper umbrellas to watch. Only the elders of each sect took their seats under the eaves of the main hall.

Wu Qingwan was the manager of the alchemy room, so it was not easy for her to go back alone to repair on such an occasion. However, she had no interest in being polite, and just sat on the side and watched the competition on the ring.

The disciples who dared to perform on stage all had some ability; the monks onlookers cheered or made comments from time to time.

Wu Qingwan, as a spiritual leader in the Great Dan Dynasty, was naturally immersed in it and secretly analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the disciples on stage. However, the chaotic sounds in the audience always interfered with her thoughts, especially a pair of old and young people talking nonsense:

"Lao Lu, is this just called showing off your fists and embroidering your legs?"

"Um."

"It looks like..."

The disciples who appeared on the stage were already outstanding juniors from each sect. Many of them, Wu Qingwan, nodded secretly. Hearing this comment, she wanted to say: "You can do it, you can do it?", but as a sect leader, Wu Qingwan , she had to keep her composure and could only pretend she didn't hear.

But the two people below were ignorant and kept talking nonsense:

"Who is the most powerful among these people?"

"Almost."

"I also think it's far behind me. By the way, how can a practitioner tell whether others are good or bad?"

"If the opponent doesn't show off his skills, it's generally not obvious. If you want to be wary, you can only start from the external aspects. Generally speaking, the younger the opponent is, the more talented he is; the older the opponent is, the more demonic his sword skills are." The way the two people cope is also different.”

"Oh, what do you mean by this?"

"Those with extraordinary talents must have swords that are as powerful as fire and domineering, and they must avoid being suddenly killed by the opponent; those with experience must have swords that are like shadows and unpredictable, and they must avoid fighting with them and having their flaws found..."

"Then which one do I belong to?"

"The sword is as powerful as a mad dog, unpredictable and domineering."

"good eyesight!"

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Wu Qingwan leaned against the armrest of the chair, covered her mouth with her palm, obviously feeling uncomfortable; she wanted to concentrate on watching the fighting arena, but the fighting was obviously not as interesting as listening to cross talk, and her thoughts were gradually diverted.

I don't know how long I've been listening like this, the sky is completely dark, today's competition is about to end, suddenly there are footsteps from behind, and a slightly anxious voice:

"Master."

Wu Qingwan looked back and saw disciple Xiaohua running over from the side corridor, holding a message bird in her hand, walked up to him and whispered:

"Senior Brother Zuo led a team to patrol the mountains. It looked like a powerful beast encountered in the Xiong Xiazi Ridge area..."

Wu Qingwan's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly stood up and walked towards the animal enclosure behind Qihuang Valley.

Around the arena, Zuo Yunting was enthusiastically commenting on the disciples on the stage. After talking for a long time but no one answered, he turned his head and looked, only to see Lao Lu who was still by his side just now disappeared without a trace. Where did it go.

"Hey? You don't even say hello when you go to the latrine... By the way, this Fellow Daoist, does the immortal want to go to the latrine?"

"I haven't become an immortal, so how do I know? But it shouldn't be necessary, otherwise when I think of the immortals above the nine heavens, I have to..."

"Then what's the use of a fairy having a butt?"

"If you don't grow a brain, it's the same as nothing."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak politely. Do you know who my master is?"

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The sky was as dark as ink, and you couldn't see your fingers in the rain forest.

In the clear water pool, Zuo Lingquan lay flat on the bottom of the pool, holding his breath and observing the movements above the water.

The water of the five elements between the rivers and lakes is rich, as long as he keeps refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Zuo Lingquan can basically not be suffocated to death, but with injuries, he can't last too long; what's more, Wang Rui only has the third level of Qi Refining, and the five elements are not close Water, True Qi in the body was unable to make ends meet, and gradually his face began to turn red, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Half an hour had passed, no fingers could be seen outside the pool, and no sound could be heard in the water. Zuo Lingquan waited quietly until an electric light lit up to illuminate the ground, and the man-eating bees guarding the corpse on the surface of the pool disappeared, then he suddenly got up and rushed out. The water pool.

Wow——

Water splashed in the rain, and the moment the thunder disappeared, Zuo Lingquan soared into the sky, his eyes quickly swept across the surrounding rainforest - the surrounding area was dead silent, the man-eating bees disappeared, and there was no other movement except for a few corpses on the ground.

After confirming that there was no danger, Zuo Lingquan landed on the ground, stumbled unsteadily, and sat down directly.

He lowered his head and looked at his body - after a fight just now, his robes were already tattered. Although the mud was washed away in the pool, all the bruises on the skin and flesh were also exposed, and it was obvious that he could see the body after the lightning strike. , the distorted texture of the skin surface.

Zuo Lingquan was struck by a shield in the middle of the back. He had already suffered internal injuries, but was finally struck by lightning. damage. Now that he had calmed down, Zuo Lingquan felt tingling and burning all over his body, as if his skin had been peeled off.

Wow——

Soon, the sound of water came from behind again. Wang Rui crawled out of the pool and lay directly on the ground.

Wang Rui still felt a little unbelievable after surviving the catastrophe. When he saw Zuo Lingquan sitting next to him, he panted and said:

"Zuo...Senior brother Zuo, you are really amazing...I never thought I would come out alive today."

"Don't be too happy, one of them ran away, and you have to die if you move in to rescue the soldiers."

Zuo Lingquan rested for a while, fearing that the enemy would turn back, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he braced his body with his sword and walked out:

"Pack your things and get out of here first."

Wang Rui also felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly got up and helped tidy up the things on the ground.

Man-eating bees passed through the territory like locusts, and there was no living thing left around the pool that they had just fought.

Zuo Lingquan looked down at the corpse. Under the black cloak, except for the fabric of the clothes, there were only bones and hair left, not even a little bit of meat left.

Although they chased and fought each other for a long time, Zuo Lingquan didn't know the identities of these people, and only heard a few names vaguely. As for the faces, except for the wandering warlock with white beard and hair, no one else could see clearly.

Unable to find out the details for the time being, Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to stay for long, instead of investigating carefully, he immediately picked up the bronze mirror that fell on the ground.

After a fight just now, Zuo Lingquan's impression on Zuo Lingquan was not as deep as this bronze mirror, even the earth-shattering thunder method at the end.

Now he always understood why Jiang Yi was so angry after scheming against Jiang Yi.

Because it's really infuriating.

Just now that shameless old man said "look here" with a flash of light, Zuo Lingquan was so angry that he wanted to kill his mother.

But qi returns to qi, just like what he said to Jiang Yi, when he is bullied, he can only say that he is not good enough, and he can't scold his opponent for being shameless. It is the way a person in practice should have to deal with it.

At this time, he finally killed his opponent. With Zuo Lingquan's behavior, such an extremely destructive item must be treasured...

Zuo Lingquan picked up the bronze mirror, made sure it was not damaged, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and wrapped it in rags of a black cloak.

Zuo Lingquan doesn't know if there is anything similar to a storage bag in this world, but the monks at Qi Refining Stage certainly don't have it.

Therefore, even if it is a wild cultivator, it is impossible to carry all the wealth on his back, and usually he only takes the necessities with him; as for where the family wealth is hidden, most of the Immortal Masters on the Tao are stored in the sect. pit.

Apart from the bronze mirror, this wandering warlock only had three white jade bahts and a few pills, and the clothes on his body also looked good. Zuo Lingquan deliberately beheaded without any damage, so he pulled off the clothes at this time.

After touching a corpse, Zuo Lingquan picked up the talisman that fell on the ground.

When Zuo Lingquan used the Worry-Free Talisman for the first time, he understood how useful the Talisman was and how worthy of the name "Worry-Free Talisman" it was.

He opened the talisman folder and took a look. Inside was a gold pen and a thick stack of no less than twenty talismans, most of which were grass-yellow talisman papers, which seemed to be of low quality. There were only three white talismans, but there was Fulong Mountain behind them. The badge is a good thing, I think.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the talisman clip and put it away, because the clothes had been pierced, so he didn't pick up the tatters anymore, and went to touch the next corpse; although he was dizzy and physically uncomfortable, Zuo Lingquan really felt it when he touched it The pleasure of "killing people and grabbing treasures" even relieved the pain a bit.

Wang Rui was beside him, so he was naturally not idle either. He and Zuo Lingquan started touching from the other end. Zuo Lingquan only touches things related to practice, and doesn't want worldly money, while Wang Rui can't wait to touch all the bones back, and will touch it a second time after Zuo Lingquan has touched it.

Although the two touched carefully, they moved quickly due to time constraints.

After the trip, in addition to what I just got, I also found thirteen white jade bahts, a sword, a ruler, some pills, and some unnamed miscellaneous items; the mace was a common thing and I didn’t want it, and the shield looked like It was a good thing, but unfortunately it was broken, so I didn’t take it.

After packing up the trophies, Zuo Lingquan was carrying a bunch of items and was about to leave. Wang Rui, who was still scratching his bones behind him, suddenly said:

"Senior Brother Zuo, I seem to have found a treasure."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was very weak, but when he heard this, his eyes lit up. When he walked over and looked down, he saw Wang Rui holding the talisman master's stabbed robe and rubbing it on the sleeve:

"This place is thicker than other places. It should be sewn with a sandwich. There must be good things inside."

Zuo Lingquan quickly knelt down and cut open the sleeves of his robe with his sword. The robe was extremely tough. Without True Qi, he used all his strength to poke a small hole with his sword. It took him a long time to cut open the robe, revealing two pages of paper.

The paper was snow-white, and if it wasn't too thin, it would look like jade. However, there was no text on it. There was only an emblem on the corner of the paper, which looked like the sect's logo.

All the sects in the southern part of Yuyaozhou can be traced back to the nine sects in the south, and the nine sects are allies, so the formats of the items used by the major Immortal Gates are basically the same. Qihuang Valley's "Qi Yang Jue" is like this shape.

Although Zuo Lingquan couldn't tell what it was, through association, he could guess that it was something like exercises, magic techniques, elixirs, talismans, etc. There is almost no upper limit to the value of these objects. No matter how low it is, it depends on the quality of the paper. , the above things are also more valuable than "Yangqi Jue".

Zuo Lingquan covered the rain and carefully put away the two pieces of white paper. Then he turned around and touched all the corpses like Wang Rui. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything special this time.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the two of them did not dare to stay any longer and quickly disappeared into the depths of the rain forest.

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It rained endlessly at night, and next to the pool in the deep mountains and forests, only five skeletons were left in the wilderness.

An unknown amount of time passed, and Zuo Lingquan, who had gained a lot, had already gone far away. Suddenly, a "thunderbolt" sounded in the sky, illuminating the mess on the ground in the rain forest.

As the lightning flashed away, a figure wearing a bamboo hat appeared inexplicably beside the pool. It had just appeared, but it seemed as if it had been standing there all along.

Lao Lu walked past the five corpses with his hands behind his back, a hint of smile in his deep eyes; looking at his appearance, he must have remembered the scene of his first fight with someone - the fighting process had long been forgotten, but after the fight The excitement of touching the treasure and wanting to turn over the ground still remains in my heart.

"Oh, it feels so clean..."

The scope of the fighting was not large. Lao Lu only glanced at it and took in the surrounding area, his eyes finally resting on Tu Yang's bones.

There is a sword mark on the sternum and spine of the skeleton. Although it is small, it is very clear.

Lao Lu didn't even need to detect the remaining spiritual energy to figure out who left it - because the sword marks were so regular, it could even be seen that there was only one side of the sword, and there was probably only one person who used a single-edged sword in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Lao Lu knelt down and touched the sword marks on the bones with his fingers. After a long time, he sighed softly:

"You have all kinds of spells and all kinds of Divine Abilities, I have one sword that is enough. A good sword... I don't even have to teach you even if you want..."

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(End of chapter)