The fairy is fierce

When he was practicing hard day and night in the back house of Zuo's family, Zuo Lingquan often imagined that one day he would be able to ride the wind like a bird across thousands of mountains and rivers, and enjoy the most freedom in the world.

But after being able to travel with a sword, Zuo Lingquan discovered that walking or flying was just a way to travel. If there is no one to accompany you, no matter how beautiful the scenery on the road is, it will become boring if you see too much.

Starting from Meishan to Zhongzhou Shahai, the distance is more than 20,000 miles. There are many scenic spots or immortal forces that can be encountered on the way, but Zuo Lingquan was eager to return home and had no time to pay attention to it, so he basically didn't stop on the way.

In the past, I had taken the Huafang ferry. This was Zuo Lingquan's first long trip alone after learning how to use the wind. There were no accidents on the way.

Zuo Lingquan knew that when he was out fighting the wind, it was best not to fly above the city or the Xianjia market, otherwise he might be dragged down by the Xianjia ancestor below. The same was true for the Xianjia sect.

But most of the larger Immortal Family forces have a sect-protecting formation, which can hide the entire sect among the mountains and lakes, and there is no difference at all from the outside.

A monk who often travels outside and goes to a strange place must find out which immortal family is nearby and where it is located.

Zuo Lingquan came directly from the Yan Dynasty and crossed the Dizhao Dynasty without stopping. He didn't know the sects of the Dizhao Dynasty, so how could he understand the small and medium-sized sects further north, so when he passed a lake halfway, He bumped directly into a sect's sect-protecting formation.

The protective sect formation has the effect of passive protection. The greater the impact, the greater the resistance, and vice versa. Therefore, birds and mosquitoes can pass through, but sword energy spells cannot penetrate.

Zuo Lingquan was naturally not slow when walking with his sword. He was caught off guard and almost knocked him unconscious. In anger, he backhanded the sword in front of him. At the same moment, he heard the angry shouts from inside:

"He Fangxiao... is the hero coming to my humble home? I'm a little off the beaten track, so please forgive me..."

This reaction was naturally due to Zuo Lingquan being frightened and angry. The formation was a bit big and poked a big hole in the sect-protecting formation.

Zuo Lingquan stepped on an ordinary flying sword, but what he held in his hand was the fairy sword 'Xuanming' that he got from Wu Yezi.

The Xuanming Sword was very cold, and there was no response after getting it. Zuo Lingquan didn't know whether he denied the ownership, so he didn't dare to use it easily. He just held it in his hand and pondered it while wielding the sword.

Suddenly he handed out a sword, and Zuo Lingquan felt that it was very easy to use. The formation was just as big as the inside of Qilin Cave. The consumption was also the same. When he used the Mo Yuan Sword in the past, he pressed the true energy into the sword, while the Immortal Sword was like a sword. Pulling it directly from his body, even if he is already at the second level of Youhuang, it still feels like a small horse pulling a big cart.

Zuo Lingquan was naturally overjoyed when he discovered that he could control the fairy sword, and the annoyance of bumping into the wall disappeared; as for the sect that was hit, since the other party was so polite, he naturally didn't care about the other party's fault for being in the way, and walked away after a few casual conversations. .

During the next journey, Zuo Lingquan paid a little attention to the situation on the ground, and there was no more accidents like his sword hitting the wall. After crossing Fulong Mountain and entering the desert, he galloped all the way, and finally arrived at the Sand Sea at the end of August.

The Kirin Cave Sky collapsed and merged with the Zhongzhou Sand Sea, making the original desert landscape indescribable.

But 'balance' is the way of heaven. Once an unnatural place appears, heaven and earth will spare no effort to restore it to its natural state. It is impossible to keep dense forests growing in the desert. ♦♗ ♦♦

More than two months have passed, and the appearance of the sand sea has changed again. Most of the ancient trees that can be seen everywhere have withered, but the sand has also been irrigated by the water in the cave, and some weeds have grown and turned into a hilly terrain; I am afraid that with Within a few years, it will be transformed into a green space thousands of miles in radius.

In the past, the sand sea was known as the 'Dead Sea'. Mortals could not survive in it. Except for monks who would hide in it to avoid disaster, it had no other use value. It was a land without a master.

Nowadays, things have changed a lot. The land is enough to build a country. Not only are the treasures of heaven and earth everywhere, but there are also many fairy mountain caves suitable for practice. The monks of Zhongzhou, who are not very wealthy, are naturally going crazy.

As Zuo Lingquan passed over the sand sea, he could see small gangs claiming to be kings of mountains everywhere, and there were also groups fighting for territory in the mountains and fields; and the high mountain he once settled on was named by Sword Imperial City , no outsiders are allowed to enter without permission.

Zuo Lingquan had already made a lot of money in the sand sea. He was not interested in stopping when he passed by again and pointed directly to Feisha City.

Feisha City is the city of the Qi family. It is not small in scale, but in the past it was located on the outskirts of the sand sea, and the flow of people was sparse, so it was not prosperous. Now the sand sea behind it has become a treasure land, and the Qi family at the gate is naturally different from what it used to be. Bi, he directly became the concierge Uncle Qin who was in the limelight.

In these days, the Qi family and several other aristocratic families stopped fighting. First, the locals gathered together to occupy a lot of mineral veins in the sand sea, and then raised funds to build an Xianjia market outside the sand sea. The Xianjia merchants in Yuyaozhou They rushed to build shops inside. As long as the family property could not be robbed, they would definitely make a lot of money in the future. In the future, Qi Jia and Lao Lu would all go to the Xianjia Market to stand guard. Of course, Zuo Yunting, the shame of the barren mountain, was also indispensable.

Zuo Lingquan inquired about some information in Feisha City and contacted them in advance. Lingye and the others did not alert outsiders, but just found a place to stay in Feisha City.

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to trouble the girls to come out to greet him, so he didn't give any advance notice after entering the city. After searching for a while, he found a house to stay in the east of the city.

The climate in Zhongzhou is arid, there are few water veins, and the architectural style is relatively rough. The earth-yellow courtyard walls are paired with large black tiles. Zuo Lingquan, who is used to the architecture of water towns, can't help but feel that the girls live in a shabby place.

He quietly climbed over the courtyard wall and looked up to see Shangguan Lingye's boat parked in the yard of the front house. He could faintly hear the sound of pipa and words in the side room next to him:

"You are eating in such a hurry, can't you hold on? If your master sees it, he will think that we are starving you..."

"Jiji~..."

Although he couldn't understand what Tuanzi said, Zuo Lingquan knew that Tuanzi must be saying:

"When my mother comes, I will have to start losing weight again. I can only eat one meal..."

Zuo Lingquan knew Tuanzi could find him and was a little disappointed that he didn't come out to act coquettishly to please him. He walked to the side room and took a look at the room. A petite girl in a goose-yellow pleated skirt was lying on the bed sideways, with her legs She held up her skirt swayingly and held the iron pipa in her arms. She didn't know what kind of music she was playing, but the tune was wrong.

The dumpling, which seemed to have grown a little bigger, was lying on the dressing table with a lot of colorful dried fruits in front of him. He devoured it while not forgetting to hum; the dark golden little turtle was still huddled in its shell, without any The slightest movement.

In addition, there are bamboo hats and small packages placed next to the bed. Judging from Xie Qiutao's dress, she does not look like she is at home, but looks like she is ready to go out at any time.

Zuo Lingquan had just come back. He couldn't go to visit Miss Xie first and leave his wife who had been waiting for a long time aside, so he just took a look from a distance and came to the back of the house.

The house with two entrances is not big, but there is no shortage of living room, study room, etc. At this time, the lights are on in the study room. From the window, you can see the processed files neatly placed on the desk, and Lingye's white cat curled up in a ball. Sleeping on the table.

Sandalwood was lit on the chess couch. Lingye was half-leaning on the chess table, supporting the side of his face with his right hand and holding a book in his left hand. He seemed to be reading at night. His half-lying posture was more lazy, and he could vaguely see. Her bare feet were wrapped in black stockings under her skirt.

Opposite the chess table, a mature beauty in a cloud-white dress holds a book of exercises in her hands. Her legs are bent and stacked, with her plump buttocks resting on top, outlining a very tense yet graceful figure. The lines of the clothes can only be described as magnificent, and when viewed from the side, they appear even more heavy.

big……

Even if Zuo Lingquan saw her many times, he would inevitably have this first impression when they saw each other again. However, what attracted his attention most was not Lingye's black silk stockings and Qingwan's broad mind, but the expressions on their faces.

Qingwan has a quiet and gentle personality, giving people a feeling of weakness. When she was getting along with Lingye, she always maintained the attitude of a junior, but now she looks like she used to have the aura of an elder in Qihuang Valley. He was not angry when he was flipping through the books, obviously trying to suppress Lingye's momentum.

But Lingye was higher than Qingwan in terms of cultivation and experience. Even though he was holding the "Picture of the Jade Tree in the Spring Palace", which could be called a dark art of war, he still showed the calm posture of criticizing the book without giving in at all.

Although the two women were silent, they could vaguely sense the smell of gunpowder.

Zuo Lingquan knew where the smell of gunpowder came from. Qingwan had already roughly known about Lingye. Their identities had changed. Naturally, they could no longer regard themselves as juniors or younger sisters. After all, if she gave in, Jiang Yi, who was younger than her, would become an old man. What's wrong?

Needless to say, Shangguan Lingye had to fight over who was on top in front of him, and he definitely had to maintain his dominance.

When we meet on a narrow road, someone must give in.

Judging from what we have seen so far, no matter whether the two of them are superior or inferior, they can decide Zuo Lingquan's life or death.

Zuo Lingquan came back in a hurry. He was originally thinking about sleeping together, but when he saw this scene, he was a little afraid to go in; after all, if he said the wrong thing, he would have to spend the whole night in the yard basking in the moonlight.

rustle

The sound of books being flipped through occasionally sounded in the room.

Wu Qingwan didn't notice Zuo Lingquan's silent sneak in, but Shangguan Lingye knew about it from the moment he entered the house.

Finding Zuo Lingquan standing outside the window, not only did he not come in, but he also frowned in deep thought. Shangguan Lingye closed the book in his hand, raised his eyes and said:

"Have you been beaten stupid by Lord Peach Blossom? What are you doing standing outside?"

"Um?"

Wu Qingwan quickly closed the exercise and turned her head, only to find that the man she had thought about day and night for months was standing outside the window. Her eyes were filled with joy, but she soon regained her calm look and said softly:

"Ling Quan, you're back! Why don't you say hello in advance so I can pick you up."

Zuo Lingquan's thoughts had already drifted to how to coax Lingye tomorrow morning. He was pulled back from his thoughts by the voice, and he quickly put away his distracting thoughts, acted calm as usual, and walked into the room:

"It's a few steps away. Is there anything I can pick up? I saw you guys reading a book and I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't come in directly."

"Is there anything wrong on the road?"

"No, I just accidentally bumped into someone else's sect-protecting formation..."

While Zuo Lingquan was speaking, he came to the chess couch and glanced left and right.

Wu Qingwan has been thinking about how to stabilize Jiang Yi's position these days, but with her meager skills, there is no way for Shangguan Lingye to understand her 'sister's consciousness'. When she saw Zuo Lingquan hesitating where to sit, she raised her hand to indicate Opposite location:

"Sit down and talk."

Letting Zuo Lingquan sit in front of Lingye is not a sign of Qingwan's submission, but to show her sister's generosity and not to compete with you, a little girl.

But Shangguan Lingye didn't think much about it at all. She was embarrassed to sit with Zuo Lingquan, fearing that Zuo Lingquan would really press forward, so she calmly put her legs on the empty space beside her.

Zuo Lingquan knew that there was no right place to sit, so he sat down between the two of them next to the chess table, took off his sword and put it on the chess board, and continued to talk about interesting things about the great formation that destroyed people and protected the sect.

Wu Qingwan was very concerned about Zuo Lingquan's experience, and listened very carefully without interrupting.

Shangguan Lingye had more experience, so he was naturally not very interested in Zuo Lingquan's insignificant experience. Out of curiosity, he picked up the sword and took a closer look. The Xuanming Sword was very old and of an old style. The scabbard was dark brown with fine tortoise shell patterns. The hilt was made of unknown material, but it looked like black wood. The hilt and the head seemed to be old brass. The overall appearance was not impressive, but the sword was half an inch out, revealing only a hint of coldness, which was enough to make people stagnate.

Although Shangguan Lingye was not a sword cultivator, he also realized the weight of the sword and put it down again.

Zuo Lingquan talked for a long time with great interest, and found that he made himself laugh. He stopped showing off his somewhat limited sense of humor and asked:

"I couldn't contact the outside world when I was on the road. How long will Jingxun take to get here?"

"Take the ferry from the deserted mountain, and you have to go through all the nine sects before you can pass Fulong Mountain to Zhongzhou. It will take another half a month."

After listening to Zuo Lingquan's nonsense, Shangguan Lingye sat up a little straighter and talked about business:

"Although there were many twists and turns in this trip to the sand sea, the benefits were not small. I calculated afterwards and got a fairy weapon, a pair of unicorn horns, and several rare materials. According to the rules, this time I contributed the most and should get the biggest share; Miss Xie led the way and made a great contribution, so I also gave her a share; you didn't contribute much, but you took the most important fairy sword among the items, and you are unworthy of it, so you still owe me a lot, do you have any objections?"

What can Zuo Lingquan say? The person is his, can he still settle accounts with his wife openly?

"No objection, let's divide it this way."

Shangguan Lingye nodded slightly, took out the small account book, and added another item of what Zuo Lingquan owed.

Wu Qingwan sat next to him and had been trying to change the topic to the relationship between Lingye and Zuo Lingquan, but she didn't know where to start. Seeing this scene, she smiled and said:

"We are all family, and you still remember it so clearly."

Shangguan Lingye paused and did not respond to the question of family, but said;

"The essence of training is to be self-reliant. If you only rely on the accumulation of the sect's teachers, even the best seedlings will develop rich diseases and cannot endure hardships and storms; everyone has come this way. I still owed Tiezhu Mansion a lot of things back then."

Zuo Lingquan asked curiously: "Have you paid it back?"? ?

Shangguan Lingye frowned, thinking that Zuo Lingquan was a little unreasonable.

She is one of the heirs of Tiezhu Mansion. She has practiced to the point where the elders of Danqi will not dare to ask for it in the future for fear of offending it. What else can she pay back?

"Do you want to shirk your debt?"

"How could that be?"

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand hurriedly.

The topic that Wu Qingwan had finally started was diverted again. She couldn't help but shake her head secretly. She thought for a while and said:

"Miss Xie seems to have got a fairy beast cub. She wants to go to Caiyi Country in the north to find a way to open her spiritual wisdom. She is anxious to go there all day, but you were taken away by Taohua Zunzhu, so it's not good to leave without saying goodbye. It's getting late now. It's probably not appropriate for you to go to Miss Ren's room. I'll go and tell her; Lingye, you and Lingquan are newlyweds, I won't disturb you, you should rest first."

Shangguan Lingye was stunned. She had just consummated her marriage with Zuo Lingquan not long ago. How could she agree to it if she explained the evening's affairs so clearly, not to mention that Qingwan arranged it in the tone of a sister.

"Well... I'll go talk to Miss Xie. You haven't seen each other for a long time..."

"I've been with Lingquan for several years. There's no need to rush for one or two days. You just came. If I make money, Jiang Yi and the others will laugh at me to death."

Shangguan Lingye blinked her beautiful eyes, not knowing how to reject the gentle and considerate Qingwan; fortunately, Zuo Lingquan beside her was not a fool, and immediately stepped forward to help her out.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to hold Qingwan who was about to put on her shoes, and smiled: "Why did you leave without chatting for a few words? I'll go talk to you tomorrow. You just came back. Let's chat more..."

"No! Don't even think about it."

Wu Qingwan understood Zuo Lingquan's character. If they continued to chat, they would just chat "um, um, ah, don't do that". It would be fine if she was with Jiang Yi, after all, she would have some advantages in seniority. If she was with Lingye, she couldn't fight at all, and she would still be laughed at by others, so she refused sternly.

Zuo Lingquan held Qingwan's hand, somewhat helplessly:

"We're just chatting together, nothing else..."

"When have you ever kept your word?"

"I'll definitely do it this time..."

Beside me...???

Shangguan Lingye sat on the chess couch, looking at the two people arguing with a puzzled look in his head, frowning and saying:

"What are you talking about?"