Too Reckless

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A downpour.

Thousands of sails gathered on the coastline, and the howling sea breeze blew the waves, slapped on the towering seawall, and made a deafening roar.

The ferry fell in the port, and the monks from the four seas stepped off the pedals one after another and quickly merged into the crowd of people.

Zuo Lingquan took the bamboo hat and came to the pier of the huge port. Looking at the grand scene in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After half a month of sailing, the ferry came to Dengchao Port; except for the first night, Grandma Toffee came over once, and the sea was calm behind, and there was nothing to say.

Dengchao Port is located on the westernmost side of the Emperor Zhao Dynasty, and is the main entrance and exit of Jiuzong and even Yuyaozhou.

The East China Sea is extremely vast and there is no supply on the way. It is difficult for a normal cultivator to step on the flying sword or directly control the wind. The genus is surrounded, and the luck is not good, and the immortals of the jade-level realm may sacrifice to the sea with their bodies.

Therefore, to cross the ocean, you can only take a boat together and take a well-established route, so the scale and throughput of the tidal port are much larger than that of the inland port.

The sea channel is managed by Wanghailou, and the cost of dredging the channel is far more than the cover Yuelin who does land business, and the freight is naturally extremely high. Just relying on a few routes, the entire Wanghailou can be supported.

The sea-crossing journey is too long, so the ships are very large, and they look like mountains from a distance.

The flow of people in the port is also astonishing. Even if the nine cultivators do not go abroad, they still need various cultivation resources unique to overseas. Just the Xianjia merchant ships in various places are full, and the market that cannot see the end is crowded with people. Couldn't find a vacant place.

Although it was raining heavily, the port was sheltered by a formation, so the rain could not get in.

Zuo Lingquan walked out of the port and came to the market. He originally wanted to lead the snake out of the hole, but after seeing the real scene here, he realized that he took himself too much as a character.

The port area is very large, and the market alone stretches into pieces, forming an immortal city without city walls; the city is densely populated with buildings, not to mention the killer who came to him, and there is not even a single one to pay attention to him. No idea where to start.

However, according to Shangguan Lingye's judgment, if the overseas cultivator is staring at him, then he will come over on the ferry in an upright manner, and anyone who wants to check will definitely know where he is.

Now he just needs to wait for the rabbit, make the appearance of coming over to look for the 'four sea spirits', search around in the shop, and wait for someone to assassinate him.

To be honest, this job is not very easy to do. Zuo Lingquan keeps the sword in his hand at all times.

Originally, I wanted to use the formation of the right eye to assist in searching for the target, but as soon as it was turned on, the chaotic light on the street almost blinded him, so he had to not use it, and distinguish the abnormal fluctuations of aura around him by feeling.

In addition to the mixed environment of dragons and snakes, there is a special situation that makes Zuo Lingquan a little headache...

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"Where are you going, fellow Daoist?"

"The blood corals just picked up in the sea, Daoist friends come to see..."

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the boat hovered quietly between the torrential rains on the coastline.

The staff behind Zuo Lingquan sat in various positions in the painting cabin, holding notepads in their hands; on the desk was an unfolded water curtain, showing the street scene of the coastal port, and the densely packed monks and buildings had a panoramic view.

Zuo Lingquan searched alone and couldn't scan all the targets at a glance, so it was easy to miss them, and the more pairs of eyes behind him would make a difference.

Five people stared carefully, enough to find all the details that are not easily noticed, and to record suspicious people, and even organize the miscellaneous talk they heard along the way into a book.

Concerning Zuo Lingquan's safety, the five girls were very serious, wishing they could even record a few bricks on the ground.

But Zuo Lingquan himself was obviously a little uncooperative, and his eyes were always looking at places they didn't want to see.

After Jiang Yi observed the water curtain for a long time, she couldn't help but said:

"Zuo Lingquan, did you look at the nun's breast on the side of the road?"

The water curtain's angle of view quickly turned, and it was placed on the street stall, making a serious look.

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were strange, and she whispered to the man to relieve the embarrassment:

"There is a person standing on the road, is it normal to take a look, and he didn't stare directly, Xiao Zuo shouldn't do it on purpose."

The dumplings squatted in Tang Jingxing's arms, spread their wings and made a "jiji", which probably meant:

"He obviously did it on purpose, and he only watched the older grandmother, and the younger never watched it. Birds and birds found it."

Leng Zhu seems to have discovered the concubine's preferences, and is a little autistic and speechless.

Shangguan Lingye leaned on the beauty's couch, shook his head secretly, and said:

"Zuo Lingquan, focus your consciousness on your eyes and try to speak with your heart."

"Hey...Hello? Hey? I'm going...Where can I look at people's breasts? I just think that female nun is very suspicious and needs to be paid attention to."

Jiang Yi didn't believe it at all: "The **** are bigger than ordinary people, it's very suspicious, right?"

"No... ugh... I don't know how to walk anymore if I do this again."

Wu Qingwan sat beside Jiang Yi, feeling that this really made Ling Quan uncomfortable, and said softly:

"It's not like Ling Quan has never seen a bigger one, but he just glanced at him at random, but he didn't get excited. Don't talk about it, just go down at the critical moment. Ling Quan, you should also restrain yourself."

"Ugh……"

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Zuo Lingquan wandered aimlessly on the street, the conversation of the daughters-in-law resounded in his mind, and to be honest, he was a little aggrieved.

As for a man, when he saw a brilliant woman on the road, he took a serious look at it. It was a male instinct, and he didn't think about it.

However, explaining this to the girls, it is obvious that the more smeared it is, the more black it is, Zuo Lingquan can only act as if he is not squinting, and act as a bait to be honest.

The news came from Wu Zunyi, and it was not detailed. Although the news did not seem to be fake, there was no way to know whether the opponent was a ghost or whether it should be attacked or poisoned secretly.

Zuo Lingquan wandered aimlessly on the street, pretending to be looking for treasures, and occasionally went to the big shop for two laps, and inquired about the news of the water spirit with the shopkeeper; every day, there were boats coming from overseas, and Zuo Lingquan would also Go to the port to see if there are any special people who disembark.

After just wandering around day and night for two days, I discovered something worth noting.

On March 20, it was the day when the ferry from Thunder Cliff, Huajunzhou, docked at Dengchao Port.

Huajunzhou is located in the center of the world, with an area as large as Yuyaozhou. The inheritance is not as broken as Yuyaozhou, and there are countless immortal giants hidden in the world.

However, the immortal family of Huajunzhou, the main force is in the frontal battlefield overseas in the northwest, against alien monks; Yuyaozhou has a good terrain, it is a big rear, relying on the stability and prosperity of the nine sects to provide Huajunzhou with materials and technical skills Aid, the high-level relationship between the two continents is not bad.

Because of the existence of a group of cultivating lunatics like Youying Alien, even if they are practicing Dao, they cannot ignore the comings and goings of monks; Dengchao Port will also be worshipped by nine sects to inspect, check the recommendation letters of the sects and the ultimatum issued by the secular dynasties, etc. to ensure that no one of unknown origin enters the country.

However, this kind of inspection is not very useful, and most of the things that can be found out will not cause great harm; those that can shake the foundation of the nine sects, such as the surprise attack on the barren mountains, people directly cross the sea on their own, and they can't prevent it at all, so they can only Act as a deterrent to prevent overseas wild Xiu from coming in and harming people.

Zuo Lingquan stood outside the port, watching the mountain-like giant ship dock, and the ant colony-like monks disembarked from the boat, most of them wearing sect costumes.

There were too many people coming down, and Zuo Lingquan couldn't notice them all. He was about to communicate with the grandmother of the concubine, and asked them if they had noticed anything unusual, when they suddenly found a jade-white ferry that flew directly to the side of the giant ship. top layer.

On the side of the ferry, there is a sign of "Crane Holds Books" on the terrace. It looks like a private ferry owned by the sect.

A long white jade ladder appeared on the top of the giant ship, leading to the ferry deck suspended in the air, and the monks on the ship greeted him on both sides.

A woman in a long white dress walked quickly across the long ladder, followed by a female cultivator holding a sword.

The distance is too far to see the face of the woman in white, but I can feel the aura is very strong.

After all, the tens of thousands of monks on the ferry looked up and saw a private ferry swayingly parked in the air, startling the people on the terrace and Wanghailou, and at the same time being respectful to pick up and drop off, this battle is really unbearable for ordinary people.

Zuo Lingquan looked up at the white jade bridge in the sky and asked:

"Who is this? Can a certain lord fail?"

Shangguan Lingye's response quickly resounded in his mind:

"My defeated general is one of the second-generation ancestors with the largest background in the nine sects, the direct descendant of the Lord of Barren Mountain, his father is Qiu Fengqing, his mother is a female sword fairy from Juejianya in Huajunzhou, and the grandfather's ancestor is even more scary; Li Chu; Sundial and others have to take a detour in front of her."

When Zuo Lingquan heard such a large series of descriptions, he remembered one "my defeated general", and he said unexpectedly:

"Did the maiden beat her?"

"When I was Qingkui, I was even more arrogant than you, and the Nine Sects couldn't beat her. Her swordsmanship was sloppy, her technique was not refined, her understanding was not as high as mine, and her talent was not as good as mine. Not more than me. But I've been standing still for 80 years, and now I shouldn't be able to beat her, hum~..."

Zuo Lingquan heard the tone of the grandmother of the concubine, and knew that the one above was by no means as unbearable as it was described. He wondered:

"Isn't she the one who frightened the terrace? Why did she run outside?"

"It's just a matter of surprise on the terrace, outsiders don't know about it, anyway, she doesn't admit hatred and affection. Not long after I entered the palace, I went overseas to my grandfather's house. I heard that I went to Yingyang Immortal Palace to study. I'll be back this time. I heard that there was something wrong with Jing Terrace, and the Lord Barren Mountain was injured, so come back and visit."

After Zuo Lingquan waited for the woman in white to hide in the ferry, he said curiously:

"Where is Yingyang Immortal Palace?"

"Hua Junzhou is one of the leading sects, and only recruits disciples with special talents, such as me, who is born with the unity of heaven and man, or you who have learned sword one. But you and I are also Qingkui when you enter. The moon outside doesn’t have to be nine circles, it’s just that the regions are different.”

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, because it was none of his business, so he didn't ask any more questions, and continued to hang out in the port, acting as bait.

But not long after this time, Shangguan Lingye's reminder came in his mind:

"etc."

Zuo Lingquan's face darkened slightly, holding down the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to go.

"In the back left, there is an inn with a signboard of 'Keweixian', go in and have a look."

Zuo Lingquan didn't notice the difference, he turned around calmly when he heard the words, pretended to be looking for a place to stay, and walked towards the three-story high-rise building on the street.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a very sweet baby voice from inside:

"...Did you see that fairy in white just now? That's my senior sister~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing her face, you can give me a 10% discount, or a 20% discount..."

"Little Daoist friend, if you talk nonsense again, you will break a bone."

"I came all the way by boat. I really have no money. I know the Qing Kui of your nine sects. He is the famous Southern Wild Sword Dragon a few days ago. Look, I still have his portrait..."

"The portrait of Nanhuang Jianzi is a piece of white jade baht from the painting and calligraphy shop in front. I just saw you cut it for half a sky and exchange it for a Qi Gathering Pill."

"I still know..."

"I only know fairy money, girl, don't make trouble, okay?"

"Would you like me to be a junior for you? I can play music and don't need any wages."

"..."

"Hee~ Thank you, shopkeeper! Where is the room?"

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