The fairy is fierce

If it were in the past, the Monster Hunting Division would have withheld so much salary, and Shangguan Lingye should have sat in the Tianji Pavilion in the middle of the night, mechanically reviewing the piles of files until they were all processed.

Because in the past, apart from official business, Shangguan Lingye had no concept of "life". Instead of leaning on the couch and being in a daze, it would be better to fill this prison with endless things to do.

But now it is different. After gradually thinking it through, Shangguan Lingye found that cultivation is just like that. Even in the secular world, there are many interesting things to do after work.

If there are too many things to do, you can be busy tomorrow. You should still rest when you need to rest. Only by combining work and rest can you stimulate the motivation for work.

And when it's time to get off work, she changes clothes in the bedroom by herself. It's reasonable and legal, and she's not lazy. No one can come to check on her, right?

No matter how black-hearted the landlord is, he can't come to see if you are working hard in the middle of the night.

And she is the dignified Empress Dowager of Dayan and the former Qingkui of Tiedu Mansion. Who dares to check on her?

The answer is obvious, it is the old ancestor Shangguan.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing the most sultry black flower carp, with fishnet stockings that reached her belly button. She was showing off her flawless and exquisite figure, studying the style, when she heard a voice from behind:

"Lingye."

The voice was ethereal and vast, coming from the nine heavens, with unquestionable holiness and majesty.

! !

Shangguan Lingye was scared to death.

In the past eighty years, she had only seen her master a few times, and it was only in the past few months that they had more communication.

Whether it was when she was learning skills in Tiedui Mansion or burning incense for the portrait every day, Shangguan Lingye left the old ancestor with the impression of "steady, wise, motivated, powerful, and not surprised by praise or criticism". She followed her master in all aspects, and was afraid that her performance was not perfect and would make the old ancestor dissatisfied.

Even though she has now figured out the essence of "cultivation serves life", the weight of her master in Shangguan Lingye's heart has not changed.

The current situation is like a well-behaved and sensible girl secretly looking at pornographic pictures in the house to comfort herself, and then her mother, who has always been strict and dignified, suddenly broke in and discovered this scene.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this feeling as deadly. Even if Shangguan Lingye is a hundred years old, it is the first time for him to fall into such an embarrassing situation. Cold sweat has fallen on his smooth and white back, and his master can see it clearly.

It's over...

What should I do...

Shangguan Laozu actually has no intention of disciplining Lingye. She thinks that this is what a girl should do, and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that she can't stand it anymore, so she reminds him.

Seeing that his disciple seemed to be frightened, Patriarch Shangguan slowly landed on the carpet and said calmly:

"Put on your clothes, I have something to talk to you about."

Shangguan Lingye didn't know how he recovered. He looked in the mirror - fair skin, beautiful face, exquisite curves, every detail was visible...

"..."

Shangguan Lingye's noble and soft cheeks turned red, and she lightly hooked her fingers to cover the gorgeous golden phoenix skirt on her body. She suppressed the urge to hit her head and turned around slowly, bowing:

"Master, why are you here? I was just... By the way, I was just studying the new sect uniforms..."

Sect uniforms? ?

This time, Patriarch Shangguan's face really changed.

You have to know that most of the disciples of Tiedu Mansion are men, and they are all big and strong.

If Situ Zhenhan, who was full of beards, wore fishnet stockings like he just wore...

Pooh -

Disgusting...

Even if Lord Linyuan had the temperament, he couldn't imagine that scene. She frowned, walked closer, and looked down at the beautiful woman in palace dress in front of her:

"Lingye, you studied this kind of pants. Are you planning to let the disciples of Tiezhu Mansion suddenly lift up the armor skirt when fighting with others to shock the opponent? Well... it may work, but... but it is really a disgrace to the family and is not advisable."

This is already very euphemistic. The ancestor has a good temper because she didn't call Shangguan Lingye a bastard.

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to imagine the scene of the rough men of Tiezhu Mansion wearing this, and she didn't mean to let those rough men wear it.

"Master, you misunderstood. It's for the female cultivators of the sect..."

"Female cultivators can't wear it either. If they fly the wind and the sword, the people below will raise their heads... Alas~ Lingye, although the cultivation path is not strict about etiquette and moral principles, you must at least behave like a human being..."

"That's not what I meant."

Shangguan Lingye glanced at the ancestor's golden dragon scale long skirt, moved his eyes to the hem of the skirt, and smiled:

"I think that Master's outfit has never changed. He is barefoot all year round, and it seems that he has nothing to wear under the skirt. It's not solemn enough, so..."

So he started to make up stories.

The ancestor Shangguan was slightly surprised, and looked down at the skirt:

"Are you studying pants for me?"

"Yes."

Shangguan Lingye's original intention of studying pantyhose was actually to honor her master, so it was not a lie. She said seriously:

"I think this style is well designed and should look good. Master, wearing this is better than wearing nothing."

With the cultivation of the ancestor Shangguan, even if she didn't wear a skirt, if she didn't want people to see it, then no one could see it.

She has always been barefoot, just because her body is the most perfect weapon, and no shoes can withstand her powerful force that can tear the space.

However, when she heard her apprentice say that she didn't wear anything underneath, Shangguan Yutang still shook her head slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt, all the way to the root of her legs, revealing her golden tights:

"Who said that I don't wear anything under my skirt? As one of the eight great masters, even if no one sees it, I still have to save face.

Ancestor Shangguan is extremely tall and has perfect proportions. This may be the first time in thousands of years that he has lifted his skirt to this extent in front of others.

Shangguan Lingye's figure was considered tall among women, but compared with her master, she was still a little behind. It felt like her master's exposed legs almost reached her waist. They were astonishingly long and flawless.

Shangguan Lingye didn't expect that the master would actually lift up her skirt to prove it to her. She thought about it and pulled up the hem of her skirt a little, revealing her black fine stockings, and placed them in front of her ancestor's feet for comparison:

"Hmm... I just think it looks better this way. What Master is wearing now feels a bit mediocre and lacks the spirit of immortality. You can wear another layer of this on the outside."

Grand Ancestor Shangguan didn’t feel at all that wearing this would make him look like an immortal, and he was just about as sexy as he was.

However, the apprentice was interested in him, and she couldn't refuse him sternly.

Ancestor Shangguan thought slightly, and the golden pants began to stretch, covering all the way down to the toes, turning into a pair of pale golden stockings.

The stockings gradually become transparent, and there are coiled dragon patterns on them, which look exquisite and gorgeous. Together with the dragon scale skirt and the golden dragon pattern hair ornaments on the long black hair, the fairy aura that originally looked down on all living beings is a little more difficult. The description is cold and charming.

In the empty hall, two long legs in stockings, one black and one gold, were placed together. The scene was pleasing to the eye; but considering the identities of the two, I am afraid that no man in the world would be lucky enough to enjoy this beautiful scenery.

The ancestor's silk stockings were also translucent. Shangguan Lingye quickly turned his gaze away, not daring to look where the master shouldn't be looking, and said softly:

"Just add a layer on the outside, it doesn't have to be so transparent."

This worry is obviously a bit unnecessary. The Shangguan Patriarch's true form has not come, it is just a phantom. How can he really expose his buttocks to his disciples?

Ancestor Shangguan turned his ankles, carefully looked at the stockings on his legs, and nodded gently:

"It's pretty good, but it's too flashy. If I wear it, my fellow Taoists will laugh to death. The old witch Lord Peach Blossom is wearing something similar."

Shangguan Lingye put her black stockinged bare feet in front of her for comparison, and said with a smile:

"My master is better-looking than me in what he wears. It's better to wear something flashy than nothing. Lord Peach Blossom, how can I be as good-looking as my master?"

This is not unreasonable.

Shangguan Yutang put down his skirt, covering his long legs, and said seriously:

"I'm interested, I'll consider this later. I'm not here to talk about clothes with you today."

Seeing that the confusion was over, Shangguan Lingye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and swept all the bellybands, cloth, and stocking drawings into Linglong Pavilion, and asked:

"But Master has something important to arrange for me?"

Ancestor Shangguan did have something important to do, and it was very urgent, because she was still suppressing the feedback from Tang Jingxun, for fear of being embarrassed in front of her apprentice.

"It's not a big deal. Although the Nine Sects Alliance is not over, it can't make any waves. There is no need for Zuo Lingquan to show up anymore. Practice together, step by step slowly, you can't relax, you have to let him seize the time to improve his realm That’s it.”

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye looked slightly surprised and turned his head to look outside the palace:

"Zuo Lingquan? Ancestor wants to arrange things for him, why don't you tell him personally?"

Does Shangguan Patriarch dare to go?

Who knows if we are kissing now, or touching the white jade tiger, maybe both...

Ancestor Shangguan took a deep breath, came to the tea couch in the dormitory, sat down, and signaled Shangguan Lingye to take a seat:

"Baye is getting older, and he has to worry too much about being the master of the palace. As time goes by, it will be difficult to maintain that concentration. Whether you want to take over his team, or you want to take over my team, you have to prepare in advance. . To sit in the top position and rely on your own ability to frighten foreign enemies is basic, and worrying about the birth, old age, illness, and death of your descendants is also basic. Foreign enemies don’t always exist, but there are hundreds of thousands of mouths below, waiting for you to worry about them all the time. Do you understand?”

Shangguan Lingye sat down opposite the tea couch. After thinking about it for a while, he said doubtfully:

"Master, do you want me to arrange the way for Zuo Lingquan to practice in the future?"

Shangguan Yutang didn't mean that, he just casually found a reasonable excuse. She said softly:

"The path of spiritual practice is like walking without lights for a long night. No one knows the way forward, so there is no need to make deliberate arrangements. However, assistance is still needed. You will call him over later and let him go to the Iron Arrow Cave to retreat for a period of time. Half-step Youhuang, after refining the water of the Five Elements, immediately go outside to practice. Anyway, he can't be left idle, well...it's best not to even have time to sit down and rest, so that he can make rapid progress."

The Shangguan Patriarch said this, naturally to prevent Zuo Lingquan from bullying the girl, so that she could feel a little more stable.

Although this is also a delaying tactic and cannot solve the current situation, it is still better than having nothing to do now and having fun every night.

However, when Shangguan Lingye saw that his ancestor was so anxious, he thought wrongly. He sat up a little straighter and said nervously:

"Cultivation is not something that happens overnight. Master is so eager to let Zuo Lingquan grow. Could it be that the deadline is coming and we need to find a successor as soon as possible?"

Shangguan Yutang said that she will eventually escape into reincarnation because she is not immortal. As long as the world is still moving, she will one day die in an accident or at the hands of others. The years are endless. This chance is inevitable when accumulated. happened.

As for Shangguan Yutang, the chance of dying of old age is smaller than being beaten to death. She has never worried about this.

Seeing that his apprentice was worried about her dying of old age, Shangguan Yutang shook his head and smiled:

"If you don't work hard, I can live long enough to send you and Zuo Lingquan away, just like I sent away all your senior brothers and sisters.

"..."

Shangguan Lingye blinked his eyes, feeling that these words sounded so sad, and they were probably true, but why they just didn't deserve a beating.

Ancestor Shangguan sighed softly:

"The reincarnation of life and death is a number of days. The most cruel punishment for spiritual practice is to be imprisoned in a thunder pond and never enter the reincarnation. Being able to die happily is actually a blessing. You should be more open-minded in the future. Don't wait for me to finally be born into a rich fetus. Miss, you brought me back again."

This was a rare joke made by the ancestor. Shangguan Lingye smiled:

"How could it be possible? In my next life, I will still be Master's disciple."

"Live your life well first."

After Shangguan Yutang finished speaking, his figure began to relax.

Shangguan Lingye stood up quickly and bowed to see him off until the ancestor disappeared without a trace...

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It's quiet at night.

Zuo Lingquan worked hard, comforted Jiang Yi, and Wanwan, who came to persuade her to "do her part" to resist her niece's suffering, walked out of the main house with unfulfilled feelings.

This was the second time Jiang Yi and Qing Wan practiced together. Compared with the confusion last time, this time they were mentally prepared, but more cautious. The two were back to back, not daring to make eye contact or make physical contact.

Zuo Lingquan saw that his aunt and niece were so at odds with each other, so naturally he had to mediate.

After a lot of hard work, the more obedient Wanwan was placed on Jiang Yi, and she played with stacks of arhats for a few times. The feeling... I dare not say.

Originally, he wanted Qingwan to take out the fox's tail and ears to show off to Jiang Yi; but how could Qingwan dare to act like this? As soon as he opened his mouth, Qingwan, who reacted very quickly, held it up herself and said:

"Why do you talk so much? You have nothing to do with your mouth, right? Then~..."

He immediately blocked his mouth.

Under the pressure of being out of breath, Zuo Lingquan could only give up temporarily.

Originally, he wanted to practice hard for three days and three nights, but after all, there were more than two girls at home. They practiced for too long, and Jiang Yi kicked him out for fear of being discovered.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingxun was eavesdropping outside and was breathing heavier and heavier, so he must be uncomfortable, so he came to Jingxun's room as soon as he came out.

However, Jingxun was too thin-skinned to reveal that he had heard about Qiang Gen. When he saw Zuo Lingquan going out, he lay back on the bed, closing his eyes and pretending to be unconscious.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the west wing and looked up to see a fruit plate on the small case. He let out a muffled "Guji~" from below. He was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to run out.

"Alas~"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head, feeling that the dumplings were a bit pitiful. He walked over, opened the fruit plate, took out the aggrieved dumplings, and sent them to the ice and snow outside the window, so that they could move freely, and then closed the window.

"grumble?!!"

Tang Jingxuan folded his hands on his waist and abdomen, quietly opened his eyes, took a look, and quickly closed them again.

Zuo Lingquan came and sat down, looked at the soft and charming cheeks, thought for a while, put his hand in from the edge of the quilt, and touched a hot and soft ball.

"Hmm~"

Tang Jingxun obviously couldn't pretend anymore. He didn't open his eyes and shrank inside:

"Xiao Zuo, aren't you tired? Just..."

"Aren't I afraid that Sister Tang will be too worried?"

"Why am I worried? The two aunts and nieces are together... I can't join in. Alas~ You are also powerful, you can do this kind of thing."

"We are a family, Sister Tang, just get used to it."

"I'm not used to it... Just lie down and rest for a while when you're tired. Don't move your hands or feet. I feel like my wife is angry and is trying to figure out how to deal with us."

When Zuo Lingquan heard the Shangguan Ancestor, he immediately became a little more honest. He took his hand out of his clothes, lay down beside him and asked:

"Yeah?"

Tang Jingxun felt yes, but she was a little unhappy when she saw Zuo Lingquan was so cowardly.

She raised her hand, covered Zuo Lingquan's chest with the quilt, then rested her face on Zuo Lingquan's thick shoulder, frowning and said:

"What? Are you afraid of that damn bitch?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged the weak and boneless figure:

"I'm not afraid, I'm just grateful and respectful. Ancestor Shangguan always helps Sister Tang at critical moments. We also have to take her thoughts into consideration."

The words were spoken magnificently, but in summary, he was afraid of the Shangguan Patriarch.

Tang Jingxun actually felt that Patriarch Shangguan was a good person, and he didn't hate him at all, but he was good, and there were some things he couldn't make do with.

"I'm also grateful to her. I'll carve a memorial tablet for her tomorrow, and I can burn incense sticks and say goodbye every day. But as for our private affairs, if I take her thoughts into consideration, I won't be the same as being a widow, don't you think?"

"That's true, but we don't seem to be able to solve it."

"Why don't you think of a way to bring her into the house? If we are all a family, this kind of thing will be nothing..."

Xun'er's pillow is very windy.

If Zuo Lingquan is really brave, he can't eat it. He can't even touch his ancestor, how can he get it home?

Zuo Lingquan sighed and kissed Jingxun on the forehead:

"This is unlikely. Let's just endure it. The path of spiritual practice is long."

"This is not something that I can't bear, and I'm not in a hurry. If you want to bear it, you have to speak clearly. Why don't you toss me a little, and bring the damn bitch over here, so the three of us can have a good chat?"

"..."

Faced with such a request, what else could Zuo Lingquan say? After hesitating for a moment, he pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them.

Rustling, rustling...

…

After a long time, the movement in the quilt suddenly stopped.

Tang Jingxuan was lying on the pillow, with his clothes open, revealing the goose-yellow carp among the flowers. His eyes were blurred, and he spoke with some doubts:

"What's wrong? The dead mother-in-law didn't come."

Zuo Lingquan touched his body and took out the slightly luminous Tiandun card. He opened it doubtfully and heard a voice from inside:

"Zuo Lingquan, are you busy?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and responded: "Uh... Concubine, are you looking for me to drink? I..."

"No, I have something to arrange for you, so come here now."

After saying that, Tiandun Pai became silent.

Tang Jingxuan's face was slightly red, neither up nor down. Hearing these words, he said inexplicably:

"The two masters and apprentices are going on forever? Are they going to interrupt us? I...I owe them money?"

Zuo Lingquan was still unfinished, but he couldn't delay getting down to business now. He put away the Tiandun card, leaned over and kissed Jingxun's forehead, comforting him:

"If you have something to ask me, why don't you find a way to call the ancestor over next time?"

Tang Jingxuan pursed her lips, turned over angrily, leaving Zuo Lingquan with the back of his head, and then pulled up the quilt, even covering his head.

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Zuo Lingquan smiled, stepped forward to tuck in the quilt, and then turned around and walked out of the room...

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It was already past midnight, and the lights in the house were all turned off. Qingwan did not dare to hold Jiang Yi to sleep. At some point, she returned to the east wing and sat on the small couch by the window, watching the movement as if she was a female celebrity.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the courtyard and took a peek, only to see Wu Qingwan holding needle and thread, and a semi-finished fox ear sewn from velvet cloth. It was red and thought it was for Jiang Yi.

He originally wanted to go over and take a look at the situation, but unfortunately, when Qingwan found out that he had come out, she quickly hid the needle and thread, took off the support rod, and closed the window, as if she was afraid that he would see it.

Zuo Lingquan saw through it without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the back door, heading to the concubine's palace next door.

The house is not big, but because there are so few people, it looks a bit empty.

Zuo Lingquan came to the courtyard wall and was about to climb over when he saw a bulge on the top of the wall. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a round snow dumpling, squatting in the wind and snow, doubting the life of birds.

"Huh? Tuanzi, why are you here?"

Why do you think Birdie came here?

Tuanzi turned his head, watching the snowflakes falling, and ignored him.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand, put the dumplings on his shoulders, flew over the courtyard wall, and comforted:

"Who made Niaoniao angry? Is it Grandma Toffee? Come on, I'll take you to settle the account and ask for dried fish as compensation."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi raised his little wings and touched Zuo Lingquan's ears. It seemed that he wanted to imitate Qingwan in twisting his ears, but unfortunately he had no fingers and could only rub them.

Zuo Lingquan took this as a thank you and said with a smile:

"There's nothing to be thankful for. I promised you that I would bring Niaoniao out to eat and drink, and I will definitely keep my promise."

Tuanzi spread his little wings and said "chichichi..." for a long time, probably saying:

"Following Quanquan, starving for nine meals in three days, and still eating delicious food? Your Chongchong will probably starve to death."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand Tuanzi's words, but after getting along with him for a long time, he could understand the general meaning.

After Tuanzi reminded him, he remembered his spiritual pet. After groping for a long time, he took out a small porcelain bottle, opened it and looked at it - there was no movement at all.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's heart sank, and he looked around a few times, trying to dig a hole in the ground to properly bury his spiritual pet who died before leaving the army.

But before he took action, he felt some spiritual energy fluctuations in the bottle.

He picked up the porcelain vase, observed it with Tuanzi for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that it should be hibernating for the winter.

Zuo Lingquan felt relieved, capped the porcelain bottle and put it in his arms:

"Don't worry, this is called hibernation, and you'll wake up in the spring."

"grumble?"

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At midnight, there were still some voices in the distance on the street, but the area around the palace wall was completely quiet.

Cheng Jiujiang followed Song Chi and sneaked into Tiedong Mansion and became the outer gate. The house he bought was locked with a copper lock, and he even felt a bit desolate when walking in the alley.

Zuo Lingquan flew over the palace wall and came to the depths of the Dowager Palace. He did not find Shangguan Lingye in the main hall, and then came to the Tianji Hall where he worked at the back.

Tianji Hall is lit day and night, and there are countless bookshelves inside.

On the big desk in the center, there are piles of files. A beautiful woman in palace dress, wearing a golden phoenix skirt, is sitting on the chair behind the desk, holding a gold pen and seal in her hand, carefully reviewing the files; against the backdrop of the gorgeous palace, she looks... Noble and intellectual, he exudes the aura of a superior person that makes people look upright.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the palace door and bowed his hands:

"Toffee Queen?"

Tuanzi, on the other hand, didn't have so many rules. He flapped his little wings and flew forward, landing on Shangguan Lingye's chest. He chirped, thinking he was talking about Zuo Lingquan's bullying of Birds just now.

It's a pity that Shangguan Lingye couldn't understand Tuanzi's words. He put down the objects in his hands, held Tuanzi in his arms, rubbed them, and said:

"Come and sit down."

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly to the opposite side of the desk, took Zhang Taishi's chair and sat down, looking at the files on the table:

"But is there any important case that I need to handle?"

Shangguan Lingye looked at Zuo Lingquan, thought for a while, and suddenly leaned on the Taishi chair, slowly raised his legs, and placed them on the edge of the desk very immodestly, revealing his palace shoes and smooth and smooth calves as smooth as fat, as well as Finely textured fishnet stockings on the calves:

"If nothing happens, I can't ask you to come over?"

Set against the backdrop of the gorgeous palace and phoenix skirt, this not-so-serious and enchanting pose has astonishing lethality.

Zuo Lingquan suddenly saw this scene and almost lost his breath. He subconsciously sat up a little straighter, spread his hands and said:

"Uh...of course you can, but my dear, you..."

Shangguan Lingye put his right leg on his left leg and gently swung the toe of his shoe:

"Zuo Lingquan, your mind is not very stable. You are like this in front of me. If you and Situ Zhenzhen are facing each other, and Situ Zhenzhen suddenly pulls up his armor and exposes such a pair of socks, why don't you lose your mind on the spot and let others slaughter you?"

? !

Zuo Lingquan couldn't even imagine the eye-catching scene.

I wanted to retort, "It's not that Ling Quan's heart is unstable, the empress is so flirtatious, it's a dead person who can calm his heart."

But then I thought about it, if Situ Zhancheng really did this, Zuo Lingquan would be caught off guard and he might die suddenly on the spot.

Zuo Lingquan held it in for a moment and then said seriously:

"Thank you for your advice, I really haven't thought about this before."

After Shangguan Lingye saw Zuo Lingquan's serious expression, he nodded slightly:

"If your mind is not stable, you still need to sharpen it. The Golden Master of the Five Elements is killing, and the Iron Arrow Cave is the place with the most murderous intention in Yuyaozhou, and it is also the best place to sharpen your mind. You have not yet entered the deep world, and you cannot refine it. Water of the Five Elements, please go to Tiedao Cave for retreat in the near future.”

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to find a paradise for spiritual cultivation, but the young woman and grandma were thinking about him so much, which made him feel warm in his heart:

"If I can go to the Cave Heaven Paradise of Tiedong Mansion to practice, I would naturally wish for it. But I haven't entered Tiedong Mansion yet..."

"It doesn't matter. When you want to become a disciple, just do it."

Shangguan Lingye put away his legs, stood up, walked around the desk, and walked outside the palace:

"But the Iron Arrow Cave is so murderous that you may not be able to survive even if you go in. Jiang Yi and the others will definitely not be able to go. I will arrange other good places for them to practice, so you don't have to worry."

Zuo Lingquan also stood up and followed Shangguan Lingye out:

"I'm not worried about the matters arranged by the empress... Are we going to Tiedao Cave now?"

Shangguan Lingye also felt too anxious. He only came back in the morning and didn't go out for shopping or drinking.

However, the ancestor ran over in person and gave an urgent order. Although she didn’t know the reason, she didn’t dare to neglect, so she nodded and said:

"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You can't relax for a moment. Do you have anything else to do?"

If Zuo Lingquan wants to retreat, he actually wants to take Qingwan and Jiang Yi with him for half a year.

However, the murderous aura of the Iron Arrow Cave Sky was too strong for Jiang Yi and the others, so Zuo Lingquan had no choice but to listen to the arrangements and said with a smile:

"Before refining the water of the five elements, I really have nothing to do, so I will listen to the arrangements of the empress. Well... Jingxun's realm is almost higher than mine, and his body is probably stronger than that of an ordinary person like me. Can we go in together? "

Shangguan Lingye thought it was okay, but she thought about it and shook her head:

"Miss Tang has a special talent. She is practicing while eating, drinking, and playing around. We'd better not interfere."

Tuanzi shook his head quickly, indicating that 'playing Tuan Tuan is fighting Tuan Tuan, not practicing'.

Shangguan Lingye rubbed the dumplings to express comfort, then turned his head to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"Why, you can't follow the spiritual path without a woman by your side?"

This sentence was a joke, but Zuo Lingquan answered very seriously:

"The purpose of my practice is to let the people around me live a stable life. If I leave the people around me behind for the sake of practice, my practice will lose its meaning. So, if I want to say that I can't walk without a woman by my side, strictly speaking. Say it is."

Shangguan Lingye was a little surprised: "You are lecherous, but you are so kind."

"This is not lust, this is friendship."

"Looking at my legs is also a sign of friendship?"

"If your Majesty doesn't show it to me, I won't take the initiative to see it."

"Then you have no friendship with me?"

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan paused and looked at the young woman and grandmother next to him:

"Say no...it doesn't seem appropriate; say yes, my wife and I, from the current point of view, we should be friends, which is also a kind of friendship."

"at present?"

Shangguan Lingye'e frowned slightly: "Are you still planning to break off our relationship with me in the future? Or do you want to refuse to acknowledge the debt you owe?"

"How could it be possible? In the future...oh, this feels weird..."

"What's weird?"

"This topic is weird, let's talk about something else. By the way, I've sorted out a Chinese Ghost Story these days, and I just want to tell you about it..."

"Tch~..."

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Eight thousand words counts as three updates, and two thousand words counts as four updates, so I can barely pay off one chapter of my debt.

As I write it now, I feel like the only thing that sets people up is Tuanzi.