Too Reckless

At the top of Xuefeng, Xiaoxiao snowflakes fell into Tianchi, the clear water reflected the flowing clouds in the sky, and the budding white plum trees on the shore.

The woman with long black hair draped on her back sat alone by the side of Tianchi, with a piano case in front of her, and a green tea gourd with two leaves hanging next to it.

The woman's figure is thin and her skin color is no less than that of snowflakes and white plums. It may be that she has not moved for too long. Many petals have fallen on the snow-colored skirt. Some have just fallen, some have withered, and have never been swept away. Only loneliness and coldness are revealed, as if the whole world has forgotten it here, and even the flow of time has stopped.

But no matter how silent the woman is, time is flowing after all. As a breeze ruffled the surface of the water, a few lines of small characters appeared in the Tianchi.

Years have passed, but women's hobbies have not changed. Whenever this happens, they will open their eyes and take a look at the pool.

When she was in her homeland, if she was satisfied, she would show up to praise and give a few words, and when she was in a good mood, she would also give some big and small opportunities, which made the place where she lived was full of handwriting left by the younger generation of all parties.

But Xuefeng is far away from the world, and her homeland has long been different. This hobby is almost forgotten by herself, let alone the world; it was not until more than a hundred years ago that the younger generation of the hometown started it again. .

Although those juniors are only for personal gain, and the things they write are no longer in line with her heart, but she is far away from the ends of the earth, so she can't give advice and opportunities, so naturally she doesn't care about these things. Some things are better than nothing.

"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust..."

The woman's voice was clear, and after reading the handwriting carefully, she was slightly surprised, nodded slowly, and looked at the characters next to her, "Forbidden Buying, Strong Selling, and the Old Man's Bullying". She was deducing what happened on the other side of the handwriting.

However, before the woman finished tasting, the long qin and plum pattern on the table showed a faint light, and then a phantom of a dancing girl appeared out of thin air, and said:

"News came from Yuyaozhou that the junior who had something to do with Jiufeng came to the vicinity of Fulong Mountain, and the destination might be Peach Blossom Lake; Shang Yin said that this son's luck was too great, and if he couldn't use it for himself, it would be a serious problem for his confidants, so he asked the master. Can someone arrange for someone to bring him back, or take precautions before it happens."

The Youying Alien Race is just a collective name. In fact, there are many sects and numerous factions inside. The overall structure is looser than that of the Sword Imperial City. It can be understood as another cultivation way that is not tolerated by the right way.

But the terrifying thing about Youying Alien is that everyone's goals are highly unified - whether it is a murderous demon, or a saint with ambitions that mortals can't understand, whether it is a human or a demon, the premise of the way , are opening up the longevity road that was cut off.

The highly unified goal brings extremely terrifying cohesion and execution to Youying Alien. As long as the other party is a Youying Alien, no matter what the other party does, in the final analysis, it is for the same goal, and helping the other is helping. You don't even have to think about the other party's original intentions and motives.

Shang Yin is a fellow apprentice of the Emperor's Emperor. He was originally from Huajunzhou and has been active in Huajunzhou for many years; the woman next to Tianchi is in charge of Yuyaozhou. There are many contacts, but when we need mutual cooperation and assistance, as long as we can agree, we will agree.

But this time, after the woman heard the words, she did not respond immediately. After looking at the handwriting and thinking for a while, she shook her head:

"Mengzhang Shenjun appeared in the East China Sea and gave him a blessing. I am blessed by Mengzhang Shenjun. If I do anything to him, it may cause Mengzhang Shenjun to reject him; let them find a way."

"Since the Lord Mengzhang has chosen his master, why did he give him a blessing?"

"Heaven, God and Earth are not just living beings, and they don't act according to human thinking. No matter the gods and monsters, whoever can restore the balance and order of heaven and earth, heaven and earth will help whoever helps, there is no such thing as favoring one person."

As a dancer with a spirit, she stopped talking when she heard the sound, and hid into the long qin again.

The woman looked at the handwriting on the lake from beginning to end. After the surroundings fell silent, she thought about it, raised her hands, and pressed it on the strings...

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The sunset completely sank into the mountains, leaving only a faint yellow in the sky, and the sky gradually darkened.

At the foot of Meishan Mountain, because of the conflict between Zuo Lingquan and Jiugong Mountain, tourists did not dare to stay to watch the lively scene of Jiugong Mountain.

The trouble was a bit big. The three young children who were relieved were afraid of offending Jiugong Mountain and causing trouble for the sect, so they did not dare to go forward and make friends with Zuo Lingquan. After saying thanks together, they left quickly. .

Zuo Lingquan didn't talk too much with the three young men, but quietly stuffed the two-page talisman into the clothes of the leading young man, and accompanied Shangguan Lingye and Qingwan back.

After Wu Qingwan's small disturbance, she lost her interest in traveling the mountains and waters, but the concubine finally got out of her work, and she couldn't just go back when she arrived, so she walked in front alone and asked Zuo Lingquan to accompany her. Look at the scenery with Shangguan Lingye.

In the evening, the mountain wind was gentle, and the trees, flowers and plants on both sides of the stone road made a rustling sound under the breeze. After the storm, there were no tourists on the road, only two women and one man were left, traveling on the stone road.

Shangguan Lingye's thoughts were still on the verses just now, holding the dumplings while walking and reminiscing, and comparing the calligraphy of the sages on the roadside stone tablets, what:

"Lord Fulong's limericks, compared with yours, saying that the difference between clouds and mud is flattering, and I don't know what the old man's expression was when he saw it..."

The words were a bit presumptuous, and Zuo Lingquan was afraid that the Lord Fulong would call him in anger.

Zuo Lingquan was walking by his side, it was really difficult to answer these words, and he turned to ask:

"Empress Concubine, what happened to Yun Zhengyang?"

When Shangguan Lingye was talking about his excitement, he heard a little disappointment and glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"Bengong finally came out to relax, and you started chatting with me about business after a few steps?"

Zuo Lingquan can be regarded as the initiator, and he is really not talking about public affairs, but private affairs.

However, Shangguan Lingye has been busy for more than ten days and can't even go out of the house. It was really hard. Seeing that she didn't want to hear, Zuo Lingquan didn't continue to ask. After thinking about it, he said:

"What does the lady want to talk about?"

This sentence is similar to the beginning of the sea, and it is obviously meant to be a temptation.

Before Shangguan Lingye could answer, the dumpling squatting in the palm of his hand began to make inferences, spread out his wings and said 'jiji~', which probably meant 'pretend to be Jiang Yi, po po mouth~'.

Shangguan Lingye didn't know what she was thinking, but she definitely couldn't say that, she frowned slightly and said:

"What? Do you still want to treat Ben Gong as Jiang Yi and take advantage of it?"

Zuo Lingquan saw that Shangguan Lingye was not very resistant, and joked:

"How could it be? Last time Niangniang was in a bad mood and didn't respond. Now I'm sure I can. I don't want to take advantage of it."

"jiji..."

The dumpling started muttering again, probably saying, 'How would you know if you didn't try? ’.

It's really gratifying that 'Liaoji' is so caring, but unfortunately neither of them can understand.

Shangguan Lingye felt that the dumpling was a bit noisy, so he covered his mouth with dried fish, and said displeasedly:

"Be careful what you say. Ben Gong is not a little girl like Jiang Yi. She has a little skin-to-skin relationship, so she treats you differently... eh?"

At this point, Shangguan Lingye suddenly stopped in his footsteps and looked up at the surrounding mountains.

Zuo Lingquan was hesitating whether to try it or not, and when he saw this scene, he stopped and looked around in doubt, only to realize at this moment that there was a faint sound of the piano coming from the depths of the mountains.

dong dong~~

The sound of the piano is extremely ethereal, like the aftertaste left over from ancient times, and like the hallucinations caused by the ding-dong of spring water.

Wu Qingwan walked in front and noticed the movement in the mountains, her eyes were full of surprises:

"There is really a sound of the piano, is this the 'Meishan rhyme'?"

"should be."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't tell the direction of the sound of the piano at all, but as long as it was there, there must be a corresponding source. He couldn't look around and asked:

"Empress Dowager, how did this piano sound come from?"

The accident in Shangguan Lingye's eyes was not much smaller than the two of them. "Meishan's rhyme" is just a legend, and few people have heard of it. She used to think that Jiugongshan was here to make a mystery. But at this time, I carefully explored the surroundings, and the sound of the piano seemed to appear out of thin air, and nothing abnormal was found.

"I don't know, it's probably related to the feng shui arrangement here..."

Shangguan Lingye looked around and couldn't figure out the reason, so he wanted to find a way from the song.

It's a pity that the sound of the piano is vague and obscure, too high and low. With the rhythm of the three people, if it sounds good, it feels mysterious, and if it sounds bad, it's just a sound, but I can't understand anything.

After a long time, at the end of the song, the sky was completely dark.

Zuo Lingquan waited for a while, and after seeing that he was completely silent, he asked:

"Did you hear something, Niangniang?"

Shangguan Lingye didn't understand either, and felt that there must be some unknown reason behind the sound of the piano.

But from the observation just now, the sound of the piano appeared very mysterious. Before Shangguan Lingye could get the clue, he saw the night sky in the north, and a streamer flew over.

The streamer is cyan, and it looks like a flying sword.

Zuo Lingquan noticed something, instinctively pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and came behind Wu Qingwan; Shangguan Lingye also recovered his mind and turned his eyes to the north.

The speed of the flying sword was extremely fast, but after a dozen breaths, it came to the top of the stone road, fell down smoothly, and opened the mouth and said:

"Brother Zuo has such a big temper. After all, he met me. Come to my Fulong Mountain. If you don't even say hello, you will discipline the next sect of Fulong Mountain. Is it inappropriate?"

Zuo Lingquan looked up and saw an acquaintance - Xu Mo, a Qingkui of Fulong Mountain who had met once in Dahuangling.

Xu Mo, dressed in a Taoist robe, landed on the stone road.

Although the upper sect and the lower sect are the same sect, they are two sects after all. As long as the conflict does not involve the root of the sect, the upper sect does not have so much energy to manage trivial matters.

And there are small frictions between the nine sects every day, just like Zuo Lingquan who cut the cloud and the water and the sword pool, it is the rule not to pursue the matter after the end, otherwise the account will never be settled; Said to give in, but Xu Mo held on to it, and he was looking for trouble.

However, Zuo Lingquan made a move on Fulong Mountain after all, and it was impossible for Xu Mo to greet him with a smile on his face.

Xu Mo landed in front of Zuo Lingquan with a slight dissatisfaction, and was about to continue to ask for his guilt. When he saw Shangguan Lingye, he was slightly taken aback, and raised his hand in a salute:

"Fairy Shangguan is also here, please forgive me if the junior misses you."

Shangguan Lingye pitted Xu Mo once, but if Xu Mo didn't know it, it didn't happen. She nodded slightly:

"It is not like the style of your Fulong Mountain to condone Xizong to do these things here by force and plunder. It is necessary to discipline more in the future, but don't let the Lord Fulong lose face."

In previous years, Shangguan Lingye was extremely dominant among the younger generation of the nine sects, and was higher in seniority than Xu Mo. With her around, Xu Mo naturally couldn't show his face, and now he will not talk about his talents.

Zuo Lingquan had just made his move just now, and naturally he would not feel guilty for Xu Mo. He walked side by side with Xu Mo and said half-jokingly:

"Brother Xu, didn't you make a special trip to find a place?"

As the Qingkui of Fulong Mountain, Xu Mo is definitely not weak in hard power. He missed the Nine Sects Association last time, and this time he really wanted to come over and wrestle with Zuo Lingquan.

However, with the presence of Shangguan Lingye, the high-ranking apprentice of the Lord Linyuan, Xu Mo estimated that he would not be able to fight, nor could he say harsh words, so he responded:

"I was walking around, and I heard the news and came over to see. The nine sects are allied with each other. I am not like Brother Zuo, who only relies on the cultivation base to sway in the nest. Recently, there is a lot of excitement in the Sword Imperial City. You want to fight. If you go there, you can just give the nine sects a boost of prestige."

After crossing the Fulong Mountain, we arrived at the jurisdiction of the Sword Imperial City, which is not far away. Zuo Lingquan heard the words and said curiously:

"What's going on over there recently?"

Shangguan Lingye got the master's order to let Zuo Lingquan go to Taohuatan as soon as possible to take advantage of the opportunity, naturally he would not let him run around, and explained:

"Several big families in Central Continent are just vying for territory. The Sword Imperial City is not as monolithic as the Nine Sects. There are many aristocratic families of sword cultivators. It is very common to beat you to the death for the treasures of heaven and earth. It's none of our business. "

"It's not a matter of your own, isn't Brother Zuo known as the 'Three Heroes of Central Continent', and the Qi family where your third brother lives is also among them, so Brother Zuo won't help?"

The three heroes of Zhongzhou were created by Lao Lu. Zuo Lingquan had never seen Qi Jia at all. He was busy eating peaches in Taohuatan, and he just said:

"If you have a chance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it's okay to take a look at it."

Xu Mo and Zuo Lingquan didn't know each other too well, and they didn't have much to talk about if they couldn't fight. After a few polite words, he turned around and went to Jiugong Mountain, where he invited a few people to be guests.

Zuo Lingquan had just finished cleaning up Jiugong Mountain, where would he go to find himself uncomfortable, he declined this, and after seeing Xu Mo leave, he did not stay any longer, and returned to the boat with Shangguan Lingye.

The sky was completely dark, and the river was full of stars, only a small boat was gently undulating by the river.

Shangguan Lingye went out to relax and felt a lot more relaxed. After returning to the painting boat, he didn't want to sit behind the desk anymore. He picked up the cat and the dumplings and wanted to lie down on the soft couch for a while.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan walking in, Shangguan Lingye remembered something and said:

"If nothing else happens, you can arrive at Taohuatan early in the morning. There's nothing to do at night, do you want to rest for a while?"

Zuo Lingquan was about to go out to practice swordsmanship when he heard the sound and said suspiciously:

"Haven't you been resting all the time? How can you rest?"

Shangguan Lingye blinked, indicating the small cabin with a large bed on the inside.

When Wu Qingwan saw this look, she understood the meaning. She was so embarrassed to be on Shangguan Lingye's boat, being held by Zuo Lingquan for repair, and quickly shook her head:

"I'm not tired, um... I went out to meditate."

Said and ran out the door.

Only then did Zuo Lingquan understand what Shangguan Lingye meant. He really thought about it, but Qingwan couldn't hold back his face, so he naturally didn't force it. After he declined with a smile, he walked out

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I didn't sleep well last night, and my writing was extremely poor, so let it be too much...

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