The fairy is fierce

Even as the Second Saint, if he goes to the inner treasury to transfer royal property, he still has to go to the Internal Affairs Office to go through the procedures. It took Shangguan Lingye a while to return to the Dowager Palace, and he landed on the white stone steps outside the main hall. When he raised his eyes, he saw a Zuo Lingquan, who was wearing a green robe and holding three sticks of incense, stood in front of the portrait of his ancestor and bowed his head.

Shangguan Lingye paused, restrained his voice, and carefully looked at Zuo Lingquan's demeanor and behavior.

Zuo Lingquan's movements were very sincere, his words were serious, and his expression was solemn. He was like the most sincere believer in the world, worshiping the only god in his heart. Just from his profile, you can feel the sense of ritual that cannot be blasphemed.

Shangguan Lingye was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to be so solemn. I'm afraid even the introductory disciples of the Tiedong Mansion were not so serious about offering incense to their ancestors.

She doesn't look like the Taoist companion chosen by her ancestor. She doesn't even worship her ancestor to this extent...

Shangguan Lingye was thinking this, but before he could figure it out, he saw Zuo Lingquan who had finished applying incense and quickly left the incense table. He even raised his hand and patted his chest with an expression of 'false alarm'.

"..."

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that it was just pretending...

Shangguan Lingye shook his head secretly, but with such pretense, he didn't look like the Taoist companion chosen by his ancestor, but more like a stubborn disciple who refused to change despite repeated admonitions... After thinking about it, she stepped into the main hall and said:

"I kept you waiting."

When Zuo Lingquan heard the sound, he realized that Shangguan Lingye was back. The Shangguan ancestor had not appeared in front of others for decades. He couldn't say that the ancestor had been here just now. He just walked to the center of the hall and said with a smile:

"Senior, I see that there is a portrait of Lord Linyuan hanging here. Could it be that your master is Lord Linyuan?"

Shangguan Lingye came to sit beside the case and said calmly:

"You just knew?"

"Yes. No one in the market dares to talk about the current imperial concubine, and Senior Situ has never told me this."

"My name is Shangguan Lingye, the direct descendant of my ancestor, and the same generation as Situ Baye."

Shangguan Lingye took out several objects from Linglong Pavilion and put them on the table, and asked:

"Do you know my master?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what the relationship between Shangguan Lingye and his ancestor was, and he was worried about being dragged away by Shangguan Lingye. After sitting down across from the desk, he just said with a smile:

"Lord Linyuan came to the Great Dan Dynasty some time ago. I am a disciple of Qihuang Valley, and I had the honor to take a look at it from a distance. I remember that the Iron Head Mansion appeared very early, and it has only been passed down for two generations now?"

When Shangguan Lingye saw that Zuo Lingquan was not telling the truth, he didn't ask any more questions. He shook his head and said:

"Immortals have extremely long lifespans, and the time when they accept disciples is also far apart. Therefore, the inheritance of the nine sects is not from master to disciple, but from brother to brother. Senior Brother Ba Ye is more than two hundred years older than me. When he leaves the sect, As for the position of palace master, I will probably succeed it; when I die, if the ancestor has no new disciples, it will be passed on to the next generation."

This inheritance system is indeed different from the secular world, but it is understandable. Zuo Lingquan thought for a while and said:

"If everyone reaches the realm of the nine sect masters and dies, then when will he truly live forever?"

"Among the nine sects, only the eight great lords have not changed. Once they reach their realm, they should not be limited by their life span. However, the eight lords may also be beaten to death, and the four gods and other natural gods in the sky can also be sealed. Even death, the existence of true immortality, I don’t know what it is.”

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and looked at the table. Shangguan Lingye took out a piece of wood, a tripod and a jar of wine.

He picked up the black wood and inspected it. It was black and long, and the weight was very light. He asked:

"What's this?"

"The Millennium Ghost Locust Tree comes from the depths of the Fallen Soul Abyss. It is the best place for ghosts to live. The 'Soul Gathering Banner' in ancient times was made from this tree, but it is difficult to use normal refiners. If you want to lure a snake out of its hole, You can go to the black market of Burning Smoke City to sell this thing, because the price is high, and the weapon refiner who can buy ghost locust wood may be the target you are looking for. "

Zuo Lingquan put down the locust tree and picked up the three-legged tripod next to it. The round tripod was engraved with complex patterns and a dragon-shaped relief with a red bead in its mouth. It had some weight, but it didn't look big.

"This is the magic weapon 'Fire Dragon Cauldron'. It can smelt 99% of the five elements of gold in the world. To the weapon refiner, it is as valuable as a sword made by a sword cultivator. If you want to ask someone to refine an evil weapon, you must have leverage."

When Zuo Lingquan heard that it was a magic weapon, his eyes became more solemn. He looked back and forth, but couldn't find the way out. He asked:

"Is this cauldron given to me?"

Shangguan Lingye squinted his eyes slightly and showed an expression of "You have a beautiful idea":

"This is a tool for investigating the case. I borrowed it from the treasury. I only asked you to investigate the case, but I didn't ask you to actually refine an evil weapon."

"What should I do if I lose such a valuable thing?"

"Life is my top priority. If you are robbed and report the crime, I will send someone else to recover the official property."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he felt relieved, put the locust tree and the fire dragon tripod into Linglong Pavilion, and looked at the small wine jar on the table:

"Is this also a magic weapon?"

Shangguan Lingye raised his slender hand and picked up the time-honored wine jar:

"This is Peach Blossom Pond's 'Immortal Drunkenness'. It was created by Lord Peach Blossom. Lord Peach Blossom is no longer around. I haven't drunk it a few times. I just went to the inner treasury of the imperial city to get something. Seeing that Mr. Zhou had something hidden, he put it in the jar."

"Well……"

Zuo Lingquan really likes drinking. Hearing that the origin is so great, he naturally became interested:

"Does this wine have special effects?"

"During cultivation, the human body is different from that of ordinary people. Even sweat medicine cannot be poured down, especially wine. The effect of this jar of wine is to make immortals drunk."

Shangguan Lingye opened the stopper, and a faint mellow fragrance spread. She looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"Want to drink?"

Although his expression is dignified and dignified, his eyes look a bit like teasing a child with a lollipop.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to see all the scenery of the Immortal Family. Naturally, he thought about the fine wine that could be encountered but not sought. He said with a smile:

"It's no fun drinking alone. If senior wants me to drink with him, of course I have to accompany him."

Shangguan Lingye raised her hand and lightly hooked the two white jade cups on the table. She raised her hand to pour the wine and whispered:

"Situ Zhenzhen said that I don't even have a friend with whom I can drink. I thought about it and it's true. Does it count now that I have one?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised by these words. He looked at the beautiful woman in palace clothes in front of him and poured the wine seriously. He thought for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Senior Situ's meaning should be 'heart to heart'. When people with similar interests are together, they can get drunk even if they drink a pot of bitter wine costing three pennies in the market; if they don't talk to each other, they can get drunk even if they drink a bottle of immortal wine. , and the taste is not there.”

Shangguan Lingye paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"What does it mean to be heart-to-heart?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know whether the resourceful and advanced concubine in front of him really didn't understand this question, or if she had other deeper meanings. He thought for a while and said:

"They are like-minded. There is no purpose for two people to sit on the roof and drink. They open their hearts, chat and brag. You are willing to talk, and I am willing to listen. After talking, you will have a drink until your mouth is dry, instead of drinking for the sake of drinking.

Shangguan Lingye thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and then Zuo Lingquan found himself floating. The wine glass also floated into the air, flying directly out of the gate and onto the roof of the main hall.

The bright moonlight shines on the bright yellow glazed tiles, and several auspicious beasts squat on the left and right sides of the roof. The vast imperial city can be seen in full view, and further away is the capital's thousands of streets, hundreds of squares, and thousands of lights.

Shangguan Lingye took out a small case and placed it on the ridge of the roof. He sat beside the small case and placed the wine bottle and wine glass on it.

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that the young woman and grandma suddenly sat down at the highest point of the palace. She was still a little uncomfortable and said:

"Is it really okay to sit here?"

Shangguan Lingye held a wine glass in his hand and looked at the earthly fireworks that he had watched for eighty years:

"As a practitioner, you don't have to worry about worldly rules; you can start talking and bragging."

"?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused by the Shangguan Lingye next to him. His expression didn't look like he was dragging him into a middle-of-the-night chat. What could he do by blowing him alone?

"Senior Shangguan, what do you want me to say?"

"When you and Jiang Yi are together, you keep saying random things. Isn't it ridiculous? You can say whatever you want."

Jiang Yi is my unmarried wife, and you are not...

Zuo Lingquan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The cool wine went into his throat, and there was no special feeling other than moistening it. He asked:

"What are you more interested in, senior?"

Shangguan Lingye thought for a while:

"I used to be interested in nothing, I just wanted to practice, but my ancestor stopped letting me practice, so there is no purpose. What do you think I should be interested in?"

How did Zuo Lingquan know? He asked again:

"Senior Shangguan has been alone in the palace for eighty years. He can't find a goal and has no one to talk to. It must be difficult, right?"

Shangguan Lingye covered his lips with his sleeves and drank the wine glass in one gulp:

"Staying in a place you don't like, what do you think?"

"Senior, you haven't gone out to relax for so many years?"

"I've been out many times. If the Demon Suppression Department can't handle things, I have to take action myself. I really have to be more relaxed when I go out, just like I did when I was outside."

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand gently and raised his eyes to signal the lights of thousands of families outside the palace wall:

"It's not about going out to do errands, it's about hanging out, walking on the streets, watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival fishing boats, or going to the poetry festival to see the talented people from those years ago showing off what they have learned, and the music circles presented by everyone."

Shangguan Lingye picked up the wine jar and poured two more glasses of wine:

"Are these worldly pastimes interesting?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled: "Immortals are all cultivated by humans. Since these things exist, they must be interesting. If you don't advance in cultivation, you will retreat. Don't dare to slack off for a day. You will always be on the road; but there is no such thing in the mortal world. With this restraint, you can stop and rest and do irrelevant things that have no meaning. This makes the secular world bloom, which is more exciting than the spiritual path that only has immortality. "

Shangguan Lingye looked at the sea of ​​lights outside the palace wall with a calm expression:

"I don't think those things are very exciting. Do you think wandering on the street is more relaxing than riding a sword in the air or traveling around the world?"

Zuo Lingquan definitely didn't think so, but there was more to the world than just wandering around the streets. He said softly:

"To me, the spiritual path only has more magical powers and longevity than the secular world. Putting aside these, there is not much that is better than the secular world. For example, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

"Experts from the Immortal family will also study these, and they have hundreds of years to refine and polish them. Their attainments are far beyond what ordinary people can match."

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand: "Articles are made by nature and can be discovered by chance. It cannot be figured out by studying for a long time. Most people can only develop a craftsmanship after studying for a lifetime."

Shangguan Lingye's arm was leaning on the small case, and he was sitting slightly lazily, gently shaking the wine in the white jade cup:

"I don't think so. Just like this glass of wine, it would take an ordinary person a lifetime to make it. They don't have that much time to settle."

Zuo Lingquan felt a little drunk after two glasses of wine. He put one hand on his knee and sighed:

"Then let me give you an example. I have heard a poem before, 'The homeland is three thousand miles away, and I have been in the palace for twenty years; when I hear the sound of He Manzi, my tears fall in front of the king.' It is written about the palace maid who left home three thousand miles away and was imprisoned in the palace for twenty years. The miserable situation in the palace for twenty years. The queen has been away from home for more than three thousand miles, right? She has been in the palace for eighty years, four times longer than the palace maids in the palace. Can you write a poem like this out of your feelings? ?”

Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly: "I'm not good at poetry. Besides, I'm a noble concubine, not a palace maid. Even if I'm not a cultivator, I'm pampered and enjoying all the wealth in the world. How can I cry?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it and changed his words:

"Then let's talk about dancing. The fairies on the mountain are so advanced that they can't study dance and perform in front of people. The dances they dance will definitely not be as good as the songs and dances in the world..."

Shangguan Lingye still shook his head: "Who said that the fairies at the foot of the mountain can't dance? There are many female cultivators outside. In order to earn fairy money, they dance in their own practice mansions and spread the moon in the water to the monks from all over Yuyaozhou. It is considered a show. Then, Her level is not even half lower than that of a worldly singer, and she can fly and jump, which is incomparable to ordinary people."

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were surprised: "Is this okay?"

Shangguan Lingye snorted softly: "There are many wonders in the practice of cultivation. Some female cultivators are willing to take off their clothes and dance for the sake of immortal money. They are more open-minded than the courtesan in the secular world."? !

Zuo Lingquan rested his elbow on the small case and got a little closer:

"There is such a thing in the spiritual path that is not worthy of recognition? I'm afraid I need to criticize it..."

Shangguan Lingye also came closer and half-squinted his eyes:

"You want to see it?"

They were all leaning on Xiao An, and the distance between them was less than two feet.

Shangguan Lingye drank a few drinks, her eyes were still clear, but her jade cheeks had a bit of blush that even she had not noticed. Under the bright moonlight, she showed the moving beauty of a "drunken imperial concubine".

The beauty is like wine, her soft cheeks are so close, Zuo Lingquan's eyes stayed for a moment, his wandering thoughts were immediately put back, he shook his head and said:

"I didn't want to, it was just an accident."

He sat up straighter, looked at the lights in the distance, and said righteously:

"However, cultivation is not easy, and this kind of thing can be understood. It is better than killing people and setting fires to harm the people for the sake of immortality."

Shangguan Lingye noticed the pause in Zuo Lingquan's gaze, turned his head and snorted lightly:

"Why bother pretending? I have lived for more than a hundred years. A teenage boy like you has seen too much. You can't walk when you see a beautiful woman. Your mind is full of thoughts about things between men and women... "

"Senior, what you said is wrong. Do I look lustful?"

"Um."

Shangguan Lingye nodded seriously: "Besides your lust, I can't find anything wrong with you."

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands and said, "Why am I so horny? Seniors can't just insult someone's innocence."

Shangguan Lingye took a sip from his wine glass and gestured to the house outside the palace wall:

"There are four women hiding in your family. Even if you don't count your teacher and maid, there are two women who have an ambiguous relationship with you..."

"Only two..."

"..."

Shangguan Lingye sat up a little straighter and looked at Zuo Lingquan with a frown.

Zuo Lingquan felt that what he said was a bit wrong, coughed lightly and said:

"Well... I mean, I come from a wealthy family in the secular world. It is normal to marry more than a dozen wives. Two is not too much. And this cannot be described as lustful. It is out of the accumulated feelings that we are together... "

"You just fall in love with someone because of their appearance."

"What if that's not the case? Everyone has a love for beauty. Isn't it natural to feel emotional when seeing a beautiful girl?"

"See, you admitted it yourself."

"What I admit is that I have a love for beauty, not lust. The two are not the same thing. Sex is skin, and inner beauty is also beauty..."

"Is it hard to admit that you're horny?"

"Well... no, this is a matter of principle..."

"snort……"

…

The silver moon lingers in the sky.

At the top of the majestic palace, the free-wheeling chat continued for a long time, until the white light of the fish belly lit up in the east.

Shangguan Lingye was able to chat with Zuo Lingquan because her ancestor liked Zuo Lingquan, and she wanted to discover her own shortcomings through in-depth contact.

However, while chatting, she also forgot her original intention. Anyway, she just talked nonsense for half the night. When she came back to her senses, she realized that it was dawn.

When the first ray of morning light shone on the bright yellow glazed tiles, Shangguan Lingye stopped talking, looked at Zuo Lingquan who was a little dizzy next to him, raised his hand and waved away the drunkenness from his body, and said:

"It's daybreak. The ferry is parked at the chariot and horse department behind the side palace. You can go and get it yourself."

Zuo Lingquan was not drunk to begin with, just a little dizzy. As the alcohol dissipated, he completely recovered as before. We chatted for most of the night, talking nonsense, but looking back carefully, it seems that we didn't talk about anything.

But that's what drinking and chatting is like. As long as you are happy while drinking, it's boring if you really have to figure out every word.

Zuo Lingquan stood up and said goodbye:

"Then I'll leave first. I just said something rude, please forgive me, senior."

"Go early and come back early."

Zuo Lingquan nodded with a smile, turned around and jumped off the eaves, but Shangguan Lingye behind him added:

"Let Jiang Yi come to the palace. She can't help you if you go to Burning Smoke City. You can help her practice faster in the palace."

Zuo Lingquan only dared to take Jiang Yi with him when the mission was less difficult. The future of going to Zhuoyan City was uncertain, so how could he dare to take Jiang Yi with him? He nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go tell her."

After saying that, he jumped down and ran far away on the pavilions in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Lingye sat alone on the roof, with an empty wine jar beside him. After watching the figure gradually go away, he turned his head to look at the small case and stared at it for a long time. I don't know what he was thinking about...

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