The fairy is fierce

The blood on the bluestone floor tiles had not dried yet, and the snow foam like catkins fell, condensing with the blood in the cold wind.

The monks who came to watch after hearing the news had blocked the wide street, and the sound of chatter came from the teahouses and shops on the street:

"Have you heard? The sword master Jian Wuyi from the Southern Wilderness came to Tiehe Valley and broke two arms of the people from Yunshui Jiantan in the street..."

"So fucking arrogant, I heard that his master is Jingluotai..."

"Jingluotai is a hidden talent, and he is one of the Three Heroes of Zhongzhou and Jian Wuyi..."

"Tomorrow Yunshui Jiantan will find a place on the sword worship stage, which will definitely be a tough battle..."

...

With the density of monks in Tiehe Valley, the news may have reached the ears of every monk before the people on the street dispersed.

Jiang Yi, wearing a red skirt, stood under the pillars of a tall building and stood on tiptoe to watch.

Seeing her own people being bullied by outsiders and being sought justice by Zuo Lingquan, Jiang Yi's eyes were burning. Even if she didn't participate in it personally, she still felt the same as if she had taught her opponent a lesson.

After all, Zuo Lingquan was her man.

Men are responsible for the outside world and women are responsible for the inside world. Such matters should be handled by men. As a princess, she should be in the back to make plans.

Although she didn't make any suggestions except secretly contacting the imperial concubine to curry favor with her.

But cultivation is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly affairs. Being able to win over people is also a skill, isn't it...

Jiang Yi just looked at it with pride. After waiting for a while, Lin Yang took Zuo Lingquan to a teahouse on the street.

Jiang Yi hurriedly ran to the outside of the teahouse, trying to squeeze through a bunch of crazy female cultivators.

But a handsome, talented, and powerful cultivation genius is no less than the most powerful aphrodisiac for the female disciples of the sect. Even if they cannot take it for themselves, they will not be beaten if they look at it for a few more times. Some of the brave ones even greeted them directly, blocking the two sides of the road.

It is obviously not easy for Jiang Yi, a little female cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining, to squeeze through the crowd.

Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan did not forget that he still had a fiancée. He raised his hand to signal the fairies to make way and pulled Jiang Yi, who was blushing and very annoyed, over.

Xu Zhining, She Yulong, and Yao Heyu saw the eldest princess appear and hurriedly bowed:

"Your Highness, you are here too."

Hearing the name, Lin Yang guessed Jiang Yi's identity. According to the usual etiquette of cultivation, he regarded himself as a "worldly person" and bowed.

Jiang Yi squeezed for a long time before coming over, which slightly lost the dignity of the royal family, but her expression recovered quickly, and she put on the demeanor of the eldest princess, nodded and returned the greeting:

"Let's talk inside, there are too many people outside."

She then entered the teahouse.

Seeing 'Nanhuang Jian Wuyi' and the people from Jingluotai coming over, the owner of the teahouse gave face and cleared the teahouse directly.

After Zuo Lingquan sat down, he chatted with Lin Yang for a few words, then looked at Xu Zhining and others and asked:

"Senior Brother Xu, did my fifth brother come to Tiehe Valley this time?"

Zuo Yunting was not from Qihuang Valley. This was the first time Xu Zhining and Zuo Lingquan met, so naturally he didn't know who his brother was. Hearing this, he asked in confusion:

"Who is Junior Brother Zuo's elder brother?"

"It's the young man with an old man wearing a bamboo hat who followed you to Jingluo Terrace in the carriage."

Xu Zhining didn't remember that She Yulong and Wang Rui knew each other, but he had some impression of them. He said:

"We came all the way here, and the old man followed behind with Wang Rui and your brother. After arriving at Panyun Port, I remember a man came out of it on a sword and talked to the old man. I haven't seen him since then... That old man is probably not an ordinary person."

Old Lu didn't reveal his identity in front of Zuo Lingquan, so how could he show his face in front of irrelevant people? It's normal that Xu Zhining and the other two didn't know.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan could only look at Lin Yang: "Senior Lin, do you know? My brother's name is Zuo Yunting, and he went to Jingluo with them."

Lin Yang thought about it and shook his head gently: "There are 108 fairy peaks in Jingluo, and the number of inner and outer disciples who live there is no less than 10,000. I am just a deacon of the disciple hall, and I really don't know about this."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what Lao Lu was doing in Jingluo, so he couldn't tell his name rashly, so he could only give up.

Lin Yang brought Zuo Lingquan to the teahouse for a private chat, but it was not a casual courtesy. He said:

"I heard from the three of them that you were born in Qihuang Valley. Now Qihuang Valley is a branch of Jingluo, so you are naturally a disciple of my Jingluo. Why don't we go back together now? I will take you to see Elder Qiu, and it just happens to be a home."

This is not an invitation to Zuo Lingquan to be a guest, but to recognize your ancestors.

Xu Zhining and the other two were surprised when they heard this. They understood that Jingluo Temple had extended an olive branch to invite Zuo Lingquan to join the sect and introduce him to the Sword-wielding Elder Qiu Fengqing.

This condition was very tempting.

There were many levels of disciples in the sect, roughly divided into "Tongsheng, Jiming, Outer Sect, Inner Sect, Inner Sect, Qingkui".

Different levels meant different things to learn and different cultivation resources to obtain.

The things that the sect had kept at the bottom of the box would never be handed over to the Outer Sect; and the positions of the elders and the sect master, who were the helmsmen of the sect, would only be passed on to the Inner Sect.

Qiu Fengqing was the direct descendant of the Lord of the Wilderness Mountain and one of the five elders. He became the Inner Sect's direct descendant by worshiping him as his master. From then on, his cultivation path could be said to be unimpeded. Just the privilege of being personally instructed by the ancestor, the Lord of the Linyuan, would be envied by countless cultivators.

Xu Zhining and others were ranked in the bottom three of the nine sects. They were lucky enough to sneak into the inner gate. When they heard this temptation, they wanted to help Zuo Lingquan and agree immediately.

It's just that Wu Qingwan has long said that with Zuo Lingquan's talent, he will be a direct descendant of the inner sect wherever he goes. For him, this temptation is just a condition to match his current strength.

When practicing together, master and disciple are like father and son, and the inheritance of master and disciple is a big deal. After recognizing the ancestor and returning to the sect, there is no talk of changing the family.

The factions of Zuo Lingquan Sword and Jing Terrace are different, and he will probably not go to Jing Terrace in the future. Therefore, facing Lin Yang's solicitation, he just smiled and said:

"I didn't become a disciple in Qihuang Valley, and there is no clear inheritance between master and apprentice. I'm afraid it's difficult to identify this family."

Jiang Yi also felt that with Zuo Lingquan's strength, he was a little too anxious to pick the nine sects at will and be poached before he saw the other sects. He nodded and said:

"Yes, he only stayed in Qihuang Valley for a few months, and suddenly climbed up the high branches of Jingting Terrace. It seems a bit reluctant."

After Qihuang Valley officially became the next sect, Zuo Lingquan had already left. Lin Yang also knew that it was a bit shameful to force him to be his disciple. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan did not agree directly, he was not embarrassed and smiled softly:

"Among the nine sword sects, Jing Tai Tai and Yunshui Jian Tan are the two sects. If Zuo Xiaoyou chooses to follow the path of swordsmanship, you should seriously consider it. My sword from Jing Tai Tai is not bad at all."

Jingtai's sword is indeed not bad, but it is different from Zuo Lingquan's sword.

This topic became deeply emotional, so Jiang Yi interjected:

"That's natural. I heard that the Three Masters of Central Continent are also studying in Jingtai. Zuo Lingquan and I have heard about the name of the 'Three Masters of Central Continent' for a long time. Unfortunately, there is no definite information outside. Can Senior Lin tell us about it?"

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to meet several equally matched opponents and listened with great interest.

It's a pity that Lin Yang shook his head:

"The proud men from Sword Emperor City all stay at the main peak of the Barren Mountain and practice with the direct descendants of the inner sect. This time they came with Elder Qiu, and I didn't even have a chance to meet him. However, I heard from the teacher. Needless to say, Xiao Qilin Qijia has been among the "Three Heroes of Central Continent" and has appeared in the sect several times. His talent is amazing and he can be ranked in the top ten among the disciples of Jingtai. As for the other two... "

"how?"

"There are many rumors, and among them, 'Xiao Feng' alone is extraordinary. Qi Jia personally admitted that rather than being 'Yunni Difeng', I heard from the teacher that Chu Feng had also appeared with Qi Jia, and his cultivation level could not be seen at all. Toru; Qi Jia has a very humble attitude and behaves like an elder brother. He was even beaten on the head by Chu Feng and told him, 'You just don't understand...' or something like that."

When several people heard this, they couldn't help but look shocked. Qi Jia was shocked to the top ten on the terrace, and was scolded for not being enlightened. What kind of talent is this?

Jiang Yi thought about it for a moment: "Is it possible that this young phoenix can be ranked alongside my Nine Sect Qingkui?"

Lin Yang waved his hand solemnly: "More than that, there seems to be a saying about the 'two poles of Barren Mountain' on the main peak. One pole is our ancestor Lord Barren Mountain, and the other pole is Chufeng, which probably means 'the posture of the Lord'.

"The Lord's capital?!"

Jiang Yi was a little surprised.

Zuo Lingquan also looked solemnly and said:

"What level is the Lord's posture?"

Jiang Yi has been reading history books in the palace these days and responded:

"The imperial concubine of the Great Yan Dynasty was formerly known as the 'Little Shangguan', which probably means the posture of the Lord."

Lin Yang nodded: "That's right, Fairy Lingye used to ride Juechen to defeat the Nine Sects Qingkui. She cast spells instantly without reciting any spells, and her attacks were faster than those of martial arts cultivators. She didn't make any sense; she was only of that level. A genius worthy of comparison with the Eight Lords. Unfortunately, Fairy Lingye gave up her practice for some unknown reason..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that the young woman and grandma still had such dominance back then, so he asked:

"The young phoenix is ​​already in the posture of honoring the Lord. What posture will the 'crouching dragon' take next?"

"That kind of field is no longer something we can get involved in. The geniuses who practice the Tao are often more exaggerated than we imagine."

Lin Yang said and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"I heard from the teacher that Wolong has also come to the Iron River Valley, and he will definitely make a name for himself when he comes. Although your fame has not reached that level yet, but tomorrow you have to fight with Yunshui Jiantan, you will defeat Qingkui Li Chudial. "As long as we can force Li Chudial out, we will be qualified to fight against the 'Three Heroes of Central Continent'. We must seize this opportunity to become famous."

"Who will Yunshui Jiantan send out?"

Lin Yang thought about it for a while and carefully helped Zuo Lingquan analyze the situation he might encounter tomorrow...

—

The conflict that occurred on the long street spread to the ears of all the monks in the Iron River Valley in just a few quarters of an hour, and naturally also to the ears of the Nine Sects.

No matter how high the practice of the Nine Sects' elders is, if they deal with mundane matters that have nothing to do with spiritual practice all day long, they will feel mentally tired and rest in their respective places of residence at night.

Yunshui Jiantan settled in a manor in the Iron River Valley. At this time, the park was full of indignant Yunshui Jiantan disciples, talking about what had just happened and who to send to regain their face tomorrow.

There were three people sitting in a teahouse at the back of the manor.

The leader is Li Chongjin, the one on the left is Li Baoyi, and the one on the right is a young man wearing a moire robe, with a long sword on his knees.

Li Baoyi's face was ugly. After telling what happened just now in a deep voice, he said:

"Elder, Young Master, that Jian Wuyi is really arrogant and seriously injured my Yunshui Jiantan disciple in the street. If I don't get this face back, how can I, Yunshui Jiantan, gain a foothold among the nine sects in the future?"

The young master said calmly:

"We are going to deal with the three heroes of Central Continent. Multiple swords are unintentional, but it's just one more fight. I'll go meet him."

Li Chongjin shook his head: "You are the Qingkui of the sect, and your opponent can only be the Qingkui; Jian Wuyi is just a junior with some reputation. I, Yunshui Jiantan, directly let out the people who support the facade, but it seems guilty, and also in other sects." The door is open; you still have to hide your sword."

Li Baoyi also felt the same: "Jian Wuwu has some achievements, but there are no rumors about swordsmanship. No matter how powerful he is, he will not exceed the level of the direct descendants of the Nine Sects. In my opinion, let Fang Zuoqing test the water first, and the fight is just right; If you can't beat him, it's not a shame given his reputation as 'Jian Wuwu', just let the young master fight when the time comes."

Fang Zuoqing is the direct descendant of the inner sect of Yunshui Jiantan, and ranks among the top disciples. This time he came here to serve as a thug. In this situation of competition between sects, he is considered a low horse.

Li Chongjin considered it for a moment and nodded slightly:

"Try the depth first tomorrow. Win or lose more easily. Don't lose face before Jiuzong."

"Understood, I will let Fang make preparations..."——

The Jiuzong's residences are adjacent to each other. In another manor not far away, the atmosphere is much weirder than that of Yunshui Jiantan.

Qiu Fengqing had received the general news from Lin Yang, and he and Lao Lu were walking together in the corridor with their hands behind their backs, and unexpectedly said:

"Are you sure that sword has no intention, it is 'Wolong'."

Lao Lu said hoarsely: "Why are you lying to me? But the way he practices swordsmanship is completely different from that of Jingtai, so don't even think about accepting a disciple."

Qiu Fengqing didn't comment on it until he saw Zuo Lingquan's sword. He thought for a moment and asked a little strangely:

"With Zuo Yunting's appearance, how can he have such a brother?"

Lao Lu felt that Zuo Yunting was not bad at all, but his attainments in spiritual practice were indeed a bit underwhelming. He said with a smile:

"God is always fair. If the Zuo family gives birth to a descendant like Zuo Yunting, there will definitely be compensation. The lower limit for Zuo Yunting is as high as the upper limit for Zuo Lingquan."

Qiu Fengqing thought carefully and nodded slightly:

"According to this statement, this boy's upper limit should not be underestimated."

While the two were chatting, a flying sword flew past the manor and floated outside the verandah.

Zuo Yunting, who had a folding fan on his waist, stood on Feijian holding Qi Jia's waist, and said:

"Uncle Qiu, is my brother here? Where is he? I'm taking Qi Jia to see the world."

Lao Lu shook his head and said, "Don't interfere with your brother's own practice. Let him fight on."

Qi Jia also nodded: "Wolong is almost blown up to the sky. If he gets knocked down when he comes on the court, why not completely embarrass Zhongzhou? Let's see your brother's level first. If you can catch your eye, then drag him in; if His talent is mediocre, so let Yun Zhengyang take the title of Wolong to avoid embarrassment. "

Zuo Yunting was a little unhappy: "With Yun Zhengyang's appearance, can he compare with my Ling Quan?"

"The swordsman speaks with his sword. Let's talk about it after the fight tomorrow. Otherwise, it will be discovered later that the 'Three Heroes of Zhongzhou' are arranged upside down. How can I, Qi Jia, of Zhongzhou, still hang out in the spiritual practice?"

Lao Lu chuckled: "It's not like it's arranged upside down, it should be with both ends upturned."

Qiu Fengqing denies this: "Using the word "Two Heads Up" is too implicit. I think it should be a deep valley sandwiched between two high mountains."

Zuo Yunting blinked and didn't know where he was thinking. He raised his hand and made a big round gesture on his chest:

"Two peaks, sandwiched between a deep valley... Uncle Qiu's description is wonderful, he is indeed a man of temperament."? ?

Lao Lu and Qi Jia were speechless.

Qiu Fengqing held it in for a long time before slowly nodding:

"Oh, I still underestimated you. It seems that your brother's upper limit is higher than I thought."

"That's natural..."

……——

The hustle and bustle gradually quieted down, and the streets returned to normal.

After a small episode, the time was approaching midnight.

After Zuo Lingquan said goodbye to Lin Yang and others, under the introduction of the owner of the teahouse, he found a small building next to the river to stay.

The two-story building is surrounded by bamboo forests and has an elegant environment. It is specially prepared for people of higher status. It is fully furnished and has a view of the Xiangshui River at night.

Jiang Yi was a little sleepy at first, but after what happened just now, she became more energetic. After entering the small building, she walked around in the small building and said:

"I have just said hello to the Imperial Concubine. The Imperial Concubine asked you to go ahead. At the gate of Tiedong Mansion, she did not agree. Lord Qingdu did not dare to touch you when he came. You let go and opened the door. That’s it…”

Zuo Lingquan listened to his fiancée's instructions, closed the door, and looked at the window facing the river.

The world is lonely, the river outside the window is like ink, reflecting the lights of the long street; the snowflakes fall with the wind, but you don't feel the slightest chill, and the scenery is even more refreshing.

Zuo Lingquan closed the window, and the noise in the distance was completely cleared.

There are lamps in the small building, emitting a warm yellow light, illuminating the chess table and tea table in the living room. There are stairs leading to the second floor by the wall, which should be the sleeping place.

Zuo Lingquan came to the second floor and saw a bedroom with a meditation futon on the terrace. There was a large bed in the room. There were bathtubs, wardrobes and other items behind the screen, which were similar to the furnishings in the world.

Jiang Yi followed him upstairs and found a huge bed. She paused subconsciously, glanced at Zuo Lingquan's back, and said:

"You have to fight with others tomorrow to find a place. Have a good rest. I...I won't disturb you."

He said he wanted to go downstairs.

Zuo Lingquan didn't feel any pressure about tomorrow's competition. He shook his head and said:

"It's just a one-on-one fight, there's no need to be so nervous."

"Don't be careless. Which of the nine direct descendants is not the proud son of heaven? This is related to the prestige of our Great Dan country. If you don't say victory, at least you have to make a name for yourself, right?"

"The more the princess says this, the more nervous I become, and I might not perform well tomorrow."

"..."

When Jiang Yi heard this, she pursed her lips and really didn't dare to continue the instructions.

Zuo Lingquan looked around the room, and after making sure there was nothing unusual, he turned around and said:

"Go to bed and refresh yourself. Don't fall asleep when I fight tomorrow. Then who will I show off to you?"

Jiang Yi was indeed not sleepy, but she didn't want to disturb Zuo Lingquan's recuperation. She said no more, turned around and walked into the bathing place behind the screen.

The bathtub was of exquisite texture, and there were a few mood lights. There were paintings by famous celebrities on the wall, and there were folded nightgowns on the tray. They had everything. The only drawback was that there was no water.

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan didn't need to notify Xiao Si to bring water. He came to the terrace, raised his hand and hooked it lightly, and a line of water floated up from the river, flew lightly in the air, and came to the bathtub behind the screen.

The source of the Xiangshui River is in the Tiedao Cave, where gold generates water. The water contains rich spiritual energy, so it looks inky black from the sky, but the actual water quality is extremely clear.

Jiang Yi looked a little envious in her eyes as she watched Zuo Lingquan display his magical powers and even raised his hand to touch the suspended water flow:

"It's quite convenient. When I learn this method in the future, I can help you get some water."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment: "Fire, earth, metal, and water. Her Royal Highness, if you want to master these methods, you will have to wait for the four realms of Youhuang."

Each of the five elements has its own advantages and disadvantages, Jiang Yi didn’t care about it and hummed:

"Earth overcomes water and fire overcomes wood. If both of us are in the Liangyi realm, you will not be able to defeat me if you are defeated by my sky."

"That's true."

"Eh? You said the people from Yunshui Jiantan won't send a native of Five Elements to fight you, right?"

Zuo Lingquan had never met a monk who was close to the Five Elements. He didn't know what the effect would be. He thought for a while and said:

"When you reach the Youhuang Realm, the five elements' mutual restraint will show up, and the impact is not big so far. Moreover, I showed Mo Yuan Sword, which has already shown that I am close to water. If Yunshui Jiantan sends someone who is close to the Five Elements to attack me, it is unnecessary. Shameless, you probably won’t encounter it.”

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. After the water was filled, she raised her hand to untie the belt of the red dress.

Zuo Lingquan folded his arms and leaned against the wall to watch.

Jiang Yi had just untied her skirt, revealing the bulging Qingwan style fat-headed fish. When she noticed that Zuo Lingquan hadn't left, she quickly closed her skirt and tilted her head and said:

"what you do?"

"Oh, I was thinking about something, please forgive me, princess."

Zuo Lingquan seemed to realize something was wrong, and turned around and walked outside the screen.

Jiang Yi stared at Zuo Lingquan's back until he disappeared, then continued to take off his clothes. Soon there was the sound of splashing water behind the screen.

Only separated by a screen, Zuo Lingquan could actually feel the changes in the water flow, and could even control the water flow to give Jiang Yi a bath.

But for fear of scaring Jiang Yi, Zuo Lingquan didn't mess around. He sat down on the bed, glanced around, and found the 'Moon in the Water' on the dressing table that looked like the mirror.

He raised his hand to move the moon in the water. The colors in the bronze mirror changed, and soon a hall similar to a storytelling hall appeared. An old Confucian scholar was talking in it:

"...Nanhuang Jianzi Jianwuwu will ask Yunshui Jiantan about the sword tomorrow..."

Wow

The sudden sound made Jiang Yi tremble, but she quickly returned to normal.

"...This battle is the first battle of the Nine Sects Alliance. Jian Wuwu has a high reputation, but there is very little information known about it. From what we have seen today, he cannot be older than twenty-five..."

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, feeling that the old man was talking nonsense. He lost interest in listening and touched the incantation under the bronze mirror.

The style of painting in the bronze mirror changed, and a female nun with a black veil appeared, as well as an imaginative murmur:

"Hmm~ah~..."

The sound is quite loud.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes widened. He didn't look for the remote control this time, and skillfully waved his hand to turn the screen back.

But Jiang Yi obviously heard it.

The sound of water splashing behind the screen became quieter, and after a moment of silence, there was no response, as if the charming hum just now was not heard.

But the atmosphere in the room became a little weird...