Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 319 Winter is gone and spring is coming

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At noon, the clouds above the head were as black as ink, and the sound of thunder echoed in my ears, but I couldn't see a little thunder when I looked up.

Raindrops the size of soybeans were wrapped in the strong wind, and together with the huge waves, they hit the large boats moored on the shore, making a crackling sound. The edges of the uneven market buildings could not be seen in the rain and fog, and people on the street could not pass. High and low, with oil-paper umbrellas in their hands, they sprinted in the rain.

In the shop, men, women and children who are about to travel or have just returned, are sitting in groups around the tea table, or standing alone under the eaves and looking around. Occasionally, you can see young women in cool clothes walking past various places. At the door of the shop, the protruding figure attracted passers-by's sideways glances. Of course, there were also young Taoist priests with strict upbringings. The accompanying teacher found out that he was careless and looked around, and he tugged his ears and lectured:

"What are you staring at?"

"Ah... this rain is really white, no, it's really heavy..."

"Really? If you like it so much and don't go out for half an hour, I'm afraid I'm sorry for the goodness of God..."

The scene where the little Taoist priest was kicked by the butt and kicked the door caused a burst of laughter, and also attracted the beauty to look back.

On the street, the black-clothed swordsman with two swords hanging from his waist, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was trembling from the heavy rain. Seeing this scene from afar, he said:

"The old gentleman has worked hard for the third time before, just for you to look back once in this life. That little Taoist priest has the Tao in his heart, and his future achievements will not be small."

Half a step behind, a round-faced little girl dressed as a heroine, with an iron pipa on her back and a peach umbrella on her shoulder, said sweetly:

"How did Mr. Zuo see it?"

"Eye."

"Sigh... Mr. Zuo not only has the realm of the ancestors, but also behaves like the ancestors on the top of the mountain."

"Yeah?"

"That's right, you're talking in a polite way, and you're just saying that the little Taoist priest is lustful, and it's over if he takes a fancy to the little fairy in front of him."

The black-robed swordsman raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. The smile was very lethal and attracted several mature beauties passing by on the street to look sideways. There was a bit of possessiveness in their eyes that was not objectionable.

The black-robed swordsman noticed something, and put away his smile again.

The round-faced girl has long been used to this kind of scene, like a close brother, said treacherously:

"Master Zuo, those elder sisters are looking at you. I guess if you hook your fingers, you can become a story of a romantic marriage. Why are you so cold and indifferent to them? I remember that you are quite lustful, and you like smelly big girls the most. Sister is here."

The black-robed swordsman smiled, but did not respond.

"Are you afraid that Sister Shangguan and the others will see it? Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you."

"Am I like someone who is afraid of his wife?"

"picture."

"..."

The black-robed swordsman slightly shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he knew that you still said these things, and he probably didn't want me to die young.

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The last time I went home for the New Year, after the Lantern Festival, Zuo Lingquan bid farewell to his parents and set off again to embark on a long journey of practice.

This time I may have been away for a long time, Madam Zuo was especially reluctant.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zuo not only talked to her daughters-in-law for a long time alone, but also Miss Yingying, whom she missed so much, privately told Zuo Lingquan to work harder not to miss it, and to come back next time. If there is one less, he will not recognize his dishonest son.

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to disappoint his mother, but this goal was really scary. He could only nod his head and promise to go home with a lot of people next time. As for what would happen then, it would only depend on God's will.

After leaving Qinghe County, Zuo Lingquan went to the barren mountain without stopping, took the recommendation letter from his ancestor, and entered the sacred fire Grotto-Heaven where the fifth brother Zuo Yunting once practiced.

Even if all the treasures of heaven, material and earth are safe and sound, the process of retreating into the realm is quite long and boring.

Zuo Lingquan went into retreat in Cave Mansion, and in the order of fire, earth, and metal, he refined his life, transcending Tribulation, stabilized his body, and then refined his life... It took him more than a year without leaving home.

Although the time is a bit long, the concept of the passage of time is very vague in the case of retreat and ecstasy. For Zuo Lingquan, it is just the effort of closing and opening the eyes. These girls are all practitioners, and they have also been in retreat in the sacred fire Grotto-Heaven these days. They just came out of retreat a few days ago, and their feelings are almost the same.

In order to keep up with the pace, Jiang Yi worked the hardest. In addition, she had been in seclusion for half a year before, and now she has entered the first level of Youhuang, becoming a serious fairy.

Relying on the peach pit that contains the power of Azure Dragon, Qingwan's speed is also not slow, but she has to take into account the learning of medical skills, and she can't just rush to the realm. She is currently on par with Jiang Yi.

The one who has improved the most is Lingye.

Lingye used to be the No. 1 Qing Kui of the Nine Sects, with comprehension as good as Zuo Lingquan, and even surpassed Zuo Lingquan in special talents. Without any knots, his practice speed can be called terrifying; first practice Dragon Transformation Wang Shuijing, Azure Dragon Peach pits, phoenix fire, etc., raised all natal objects to a higher level, and crossed the great catastrophe of the jade stage, and became the serious jade stage Immortal Venerable.

Relying on the life bestowed by the five gods and the domineering talent that is the best in the Nine Sects, Lingye has become the strongest warlock in the same realm within the scope of Yuyao Island without any surprise. She was ashamed, and even privately discussed that Master Wanghai, who also plays tricks, might give way in the not-too-distant future.

Tang Jingxun, on the other hand, is more hip-stretching. The Buddha is a cultivator and the wealth is in the sky. There is nowhere to start if she tries hard.

As for Xie Qiutao, she has already entered the first level of Youhuang, and her talent is not bad. She borrowed a few natural materials and earth treasures to refine it, and now there is only a small gap between Zuo Lingquan and Zuo Lingquan.

The practice of "Secluded Huangjing" is just like the meaning of the name-there is nowhere to see the sky.

Cultivators who have reached this realm seem to be trapped in a dim bamboo forest, and they do not know when they will be able to get out, and the 'bamboos' that obscure their vision are those untraceable natal objects.

Zuo Lingquan Fuyuan is strong and tyrannical. Relying on half-eating soft food, he found all the natal objects. It is nothing more than refining and Transcending Tribulation to reach the peak of Youhuang. Ancestor, it’s not easy.

To enter the jade rank at the peak of Youhuang, you only need to be able to pass Thunder Tribulation at the rank of the five elements.

Relying on the master and the man's wool, Ling Ye got together the five gods of the gods. Although the Central Continent's antlers are inferior to the other four, it is easy to overcome the great Thunder Tribulation. In the future, he only needs to find a way to raise the soil of his life. .

But Zuo Lingquan is not the case. He has refined the five elements of life, but the soil of the five elements is a shortcoming, and the life sword is even more exaggerated.

Forcibly crossing the Thunder Tribulation without the help of the natal sword and the shortcomings of the soil of the five elements is not much different from suicide. It is still far away when we can really set foot on the "white jade steps" leading to the top of the mountain.

The same is true for Xie Qiutao, who reached the pinnacle of Youhuang, but her natal item level is not enough. She is afraid of being struck to death by lightning, so she does not dare to Transcending Tribulation, and has to slowly warm up the natal item level.

After reaching this realm, Zuo Lingquan finally understood why there are so many 'half-step jade steps' in the world, but only a handful of jade steps Immortal Venerable.

After a period of hard work in closed doors and exhaustion of previous accumulation, Zuo Lingquan set off again after the bottleneck was difficult to break through, to Juejian Cliff, trying to find a way to break the seal of "the strongest half-step jade step in the world".

Juejian Cliff is located in Huajunzhou, which is very far away. Zuo Lingquan’s plan is to go there with his daughters-in-law to practice cultivation and see the local customs outside.

But when Ling Ye talked about this with the ancestor, the ancestor rejected the proposal. The meaning was very simple—traveling is not romantic, traveling thousands of miles alone and facing all kinds of dangers is called practice. Don't go out, Han.

In addition, the ancestor also warned that letting Zuo Lingquan go out should not embarrass Jiu Zong, and should uphold her style in dealing with others, and use the most domineering posture to let the immortals in Kyushu land hear his name for the first time. At this time, you will understand who will be the talker in this world thousands of years later.

This trip is not only a tour, but also a prestige for the immortal family in the world.

Zuo Lingquan knew that the old ancestor was right and couldn't refuse, so he could only split up with Lingye. He only had the guide Xie Qiutao and Jingxun who was going outside to find a breakthrough.

At this time, when I came to the market in Dengchao Port, Xie Qiutao said that Zuo Lingquan's speech and behavior are a bit old-fashioned, because he followed the teachings of his ancestors and should not be too frivolous, so as not to look like a young man who has just arrived.

In early summer, a typhoon blew up in Dengchao Port on the coast. Even though the market had a formation to remove most of the sky's power, the market was still blown by wind and heavy rain.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao chatted softly and walked to the teahouse where the young Taoist priest was kicked out.

The teahouse sells Xianjia tea, one white jade bead and one pot, which is of high quality and low price, but because a cultivator can sit on a bench for a month, there is no refill.

At this time, the teahouse was full of customers, all of them were people from the mountains who took shelter from the rain and boarded the boat. They were dressed in various styles, including military uniforms, brocade robes, Taoist robes, literary robes, skirts, etc. There was even a woman in a low-cut skirt sitting in the window. The naughty nun.

The folk customs of Jiuzong are conservative and they don't wear such frivolous clothes. It seems that they are monks from outside and are flirting with the little Taoist priest who is standing outside.

On a table in the corner of the teahouse, Tang Jingxun was dressed as a vulgar wine lady, and she was not brightly dressed when she went out. She was secretly looking at the naughty girl Xiu. It's hard to speak up if you cause trouble.

Zuo Lingquan stepped on the steps of the teahouse, and found that the little Taoist priest who was drenched like a drenched chicken was not seduced by the sloppy hooves at the window, and his eyes were always looking at the back of the woman at the end of the street. He thought for a while and said:

"Practitioners must follow their true intentions. If you hesitate and miss something for a moment, it may become a lifelong knot. You must think clearly."

The young Taoist priest is about fifteen or sixteen, has not yet bloomed and looks very tender.

Hearing Zuo Lingquan's words, the little Taoist priest seemed to have realized something. After looking back at the master who was drinking tea inside, he mustered up his courage and strode towards the good-looking nun at the end of the street, saying loudly:

"Fairy stay!"

The woman looked back again: "Huh?"

"What about that? I see that Fairy's badge is that he is a disciple of Yunfu Mountain. We Ninth Sect monks adhere to the right path and pay attention to solemn and tidy clothes, especially when we go out. How can Fairy, as a Ninth Sect monk, dress like a witch from outside? The same? If you go down the skirt a little bit, your buttocks will be exposed. Wouldn’t this be an embarrassment to your ancestors..."

"...!"

The streets were silent.

The expressions of the woman who was stopped and the naughty nun at the window froze.

Zuo Lingquan's face was calm, but he couldn't help but said in his heart: Damn! Are you out of your mind?

Xie Qiutao's eyes widened with shock. He looked at Zuo Lingquan, who was next to him, and muttered in a low voice:

"I have practiced hard in front of Laojun's statue for three lifetimes, just to look back at you once in this life, tsk tsk... the immortal's eyes are really accurate."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan has already had his first glimpse of the way of the soul, and he must have seen the amazement in the little Taoist priest's eyes just now. I just didn't expect that this little stinky little bastard would use such a fresh and refined way of picking up conversations.

As the saying goes, 'The evil done by God can be forgiven, but the evil done by oneself cannot be saved.' Zuo Lingquan didn't bother to care about what happened to this little bastard in the future, but his heart was knotted and he slowly entered the teahouse.

Many monks in the teahouse were holding back their laughter and watching the excitement.

As the master, the old Taoist priest took a sip of his tea cup and said, "I don't know this idiot, don't look at me as a poor Taoist." Looking at the attire of the master and the disciple, the master's inheritance was related to Fulong Mountain.

Zuo Lingquan caused his apprentice to be chased and beaten by a fairy holding an umbrella. It was difficult to talk to him, so he directly came to sit in front of Jingxun.

Tang Jingxuan looked out the window with great interest and whispered:

"Xiao Zuo, this little Taoist leader is so brave. He said all the things I didn't dare to say. He will definitely become a great person in the future."

"Yes, Miss Xie was shocked."

"By the way, how are you going to find the ship and inquire about it?"

"Alas, the two ferries that have gone out to sea recently only allow spirit animals to stay in the animal pens on the ship. They cannot be brought into the ship building, and no exceptions can be made even if they are paid."

"grumble?"

Under the table, Tuanzi, who was sleeping on Tang Jingxun's legs, poked out his furry little head, his eyes aggrieved, and the meaning was obvious - how could a bird live in an animal pen?

But when you go out, you have to act stupid, and Tuanzi immediately shrinks back.

Tang Jingxuan regarded Tuanzi as a daughter and had been sailing for at least a few months. How could she have the heart to throw Tuanzi into an animal pen and lock her up? Moreover, if Tuanzi became animalistic and ate up other people's pet snakes, she would not have to die. , some worried:

"How about letting it go back?"

Tuanzi shook his head quickly.

Zuo Lingquan was not sure whether Tuanzi could go out to sea. Even if he couldn't, he would just let it fly back when the time came. It would be better to take it with him. He thought for a while:

"I'll go find out more later."

The little dragon turtle in Xie Qiutao's arms had to be handed over to the ferry for safekeeping. He felt uneasy and thought about it:

"I heard that you can take spiritual beasts with you. I've seen them on the ship before. I guess we haven't found a way?"

The three of them were chatting in the teahouse. The conversation was not private and they did not lower their words.

The old Taoist priest sitting at the next table noticed Zuo Lingquan because Zuo Lingquan encouraged his apprentice to flirt with girls, so he casually said:

"Cross-sea ferries are prone to encounter monsters and sea beasts. Allowing spirit beasts to run around will increase the risk. If you want to take it with you, you must have the guarantee of a famous immortal family. You can go and ask directly, but of course it won't work."

Zuo Lingquan traveled as an Independent Cultivator, and his whereabouts and behavior were not exposed. Hearing the words, he turned around:

"To put it bluntly, the ferry is a business. If the Sword Emperor from Sword Emperor City comes here and is treated like me and other Independent Cultivators, wouldn't it offend people? I wonder if there are any exceptions on the ferry?"

The old Taoist priest looked ordinary and did not have the aura of immortality, but Zuo Lingquan could not judge the other party's realm, and his Taoist conduct should not be low. He smiled and said:

"My lord Jianhuang, I am willing to take the boat because of Wanghailou's face, not on this list; as for us ordinary people, there are exceptions, but the price is not low. When Pindao was young, he once brought a small carp on board. All I have to pay for is the offerings from the ferry, the incense money of three hundred white jade beads, and the residence of the first-named ferry boat. I still feel pain in my body after one trip on the boat."

Zuo Lingquan didn't show any surprise, he just nodded and said:

"Thank you, old Taoist Priest, for your advice. I'll go take a look later."

While talking, the little Taoist priest who was chased and beaten when he went out to flirt with a girl came back, looking back three times at a time.

The old Taoist priest sighed, feeling a little unlucky for his family. He ignored his apprentice and asked:

"My little friend is very handsome. Judging from his attire, he is a swordsman from Sword Imperial City."

Dengchao Port is the main port of Yuyaozhou, and monks from all over Kyushu can be seen, and they can be roughly distinguished from their clothing styles.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a black robe with a "pig head and human body" hanging on his waist. There was no special decoration, but there were two swords hanging on his waist, which was a bit different from human beings.

Normal martial arts cultivators will only carry one sword with them. Sword cultivators who have refined the natal sword also carry the concubine sword with them and hide the natal sword in the Qi Mansion. Outsiders can only see one sword and can carry two. The sword was swinging everywhere. From the outsiders' eyes, only Central Continent swordsmen with strong swordsmanship would do such a unique thing.

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to hide his natal sword in his body, but he used his concubine's "Xuanming Sword", which was pulled by a small cart and carried away by the sword, not to mention the other cold wife, Batu Ba If you don't come out, how can you move freely?

Facing the old Taoist priest's inquiry, Zuo Lingquan responded with a smile:

"If you can't be a swordsman, just bring an extra one as a backup."

"Looking at my little friend's demeanor, I'm afraid he's not far behind if he's not a swordsman. Are you going to Luojian Mountain to join in the fun?"

Zuo Lingquan had just left the customs and knew nothing about Hua Junzhou. Xie Qiutao next to him answered:

"What? Luojian Mountain has started to stir up trouble again? This time is it to invite all the heroes to compete for swordsmanship, or is it to compete in martial arts to recruit a daughter to marry?"

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan didn't understand, Xie Qiutao turned around and explained:

"Luojian Mountain is the old sect of Huajunzhou. It used to be very majestic. It was said to stand side by side with the two heroes of Juejianya. But one time, it was too arrogant and was struck by ancestor Huang Chao's sword. It really turned into 'Luojian Mountain'. "Shan' has been in ruins since then. Sword cultivators only consider themselves number one, and Luo Jian Shan has been reduced to a second-rate sect. Naturally, it has lost its reputation, so it often does tricks to make its own sect more popular."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled: "The girl is very knowledgeable, but Luojian Mountain is still in decline. It is also an old-school immortal family in Huajunzhou. Its scale is no smaller than the ones behind Jiuzong. To describe it as 'second-rate' is too much.

"This time it's not Luo Jian Shan's tricks. About two years ago, a young sword cultivator from Sword Imperial City went there to learn swordsmanship. He fought three games according to the rules. He won the first two games and slapped Luo Jian Shan hard in the face. , forced the young master of Luojian Mountain to come out. As expected, Luojian Mountain won, but the young master was not clean and said, "Dongzhou swordsmanship is just a heretic. Seeing that you have good talent, you are willing to join me." Falling Sword Mountain?'."

"So arrogant?"

Xie Qiutao looked at Zuo Lingquan with surprise in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan had no expression, just wondering where he had heard of this.

The old Taoist sighed: "It is indeed arrogant, and he despises Yizhou swordsmanship. I am afraid that the ancestor Huang Chao would not say this. After we heard about it, many young swordsmen came to ask for explanations in the past two years. It is a pity that even the third I can’t pass any level.”

Zuo Lingquan asked: "Didn't the Ten Sword Emperors send anyone there?"

"According to the style of Sword Imperial City, whoever loses someone has to pick it up by himself, and no one else will interfere."

When the old Taoist said this, he lowered his voice and said:

"Moreover, Luojian Mountain is arrogant now, and others are watching it. If Sword Emperor City sends people to defeat again, the saying that 'Dongzhou Swordsmanship is a heretic' will be confirmed. Not to mention outsiders, Jingting Terrace and Yunshuijian Tandu has to call them motherfuckers.”

Zuo Lingquan suddenly understood, nodded and smiled, and after chatting for a few words, asked:

"The Taoist priest is also going to Huajunzhou?"

The old Taoist looked at the little Taoist priest who was soaked in the rain outside: "I'm going to the Taoist ancestral home to offer incense to my ancestor, and by the way, see if I can use some connections to let that idiot outside stay there to practice. I can't teach you the old Taoism. If you continue to struggle, if you don't get angry to death, your life will be shortened by several decades..."

"Looks like I'm on my way, I'm going to Zuo Ci. I hope the Taoist priest will take care of you on the way."

"Hey, what are you talking about? If Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't mind, just call me Wu Laodao..."

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