The fairy is fierce

The palace lanterns on the eaves swayed in the autumn wind, and the dim lights intertwined with the moonlight.

In the empty hall, a tall woman wearing a golden dragon scale dress floated out of the portrait and landed in front of the incense table.

The woman is very tall, with her double peaks like two mountains. She holds up her golden skirt and draws a perfectly proportioned curve. She wears a golden dragon-patterned hair ornament on her head, and her long black hair flows without the wind, and her face is filled with an ethereal fairy spirit.

The woman in the golden skirt was barefoot, but she was the same height as Zuo Lingquan. She took a step forward, her eyes were like those of a god standing on a mountain, looking down at the three-year-old child at the foot of the mountain:

"What are you looking at?"

The voice was neither happy nor angry, but the inherent pressure was clearly displayed. If you were not mentally tough, you might be frightened and fall to the ground on the spot.

Zuo Lingquan's expression was stiff. Unexpectedly, the Shangguan Patriarch's true form suddenly appeared and stood just a step in front of him. He felt exposed to the scorching sun, and the indescribable pressure made him instinctively want to retreat and avoid it. He gritted his teeth and managed to stand still.

Zuo Ling wanted to raise his hand and salute, but couldn't move, so he could only say:

"Senior Shangguan, why are you here? Well... I was looking at the portrait just now, and I didn't know you were in it..."

The woman in the gold skirt stared at Zuo Lingquan's eyes with eyes of the sea of ​​stars and the earth:

"The portraits and golden bodies of the great immortals in temples all have spiritual thoughts to protect their descendants; you are the first person who dares to touch your body in front of the portrait of the ancestor."? !

Zuo Lingquan quickly explained: "Senior, I misunderstood. I thought of the tranquility of my family, and I have absolutely no evil thoughts towards senior."

The eyes of the woman in the gold skirt were like two sharp swords, piercing the depths of Zuo Lingquan's eyes:

"You have been looking at it for half a quarter of an hour without any concealment. Do you think you can deceive me by pretending to be innocent?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was just thinking about peace and quiet, but his thoughts went astray and he thought about the issue of 'kissing two people at once'.

After all, it had happened and he couldn't forget it. It was only human nature to think about it in his heart.

Being caught by Shangguan Ancestor, Zuo Lingquan could only respond:

"Everyone has emotions and desires, and I am not a saint. What happened last time was indeed a bit like that, and it is inevitable to have blind thoughts in my heart. Hasn't senior thought about it?"

The eyes of the woman in the gold skirt are pure and flawless, without any distracting thoughts:

"Don't look at immortals with mortal eyes."

Zuo Lingquan thought so, and added: "I am not an immortal, so I naturally have an ordinary mind, and I cannot realize it as thoroughly as my seniors. It was my eyes that offended me, please forgive me, seniors."

After watching for a moment, the woman in the gold skirt nodded slightly and looked away:

"It won't happen again."

Zuo Lingquan regained his freedom and breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to talk about this embarrassing topic, so he said instead:

"Senior Shangguan is the concubine's master?"

The woman in the gold skirt looked back at her portrait, leaving only Zuo Lingquan's back without saying a word. She presumably acquiesced.

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan couldn't stare at the back of Shangguan Ancestor with long hair reaching his hips. He focused his gaze on the beams carved with auspicious beasts and asked:

"I heard from the Dowager Empress that Senior left her here for eighty years and ignored her, and never saw her. How come I took a look and Senior showed up?"

"Because your eyes are blaspheming me."

"……All right."

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say.

After a moment of silence, the woman in the gold skirt said:

"Have you ever heard of Lu Jianchen?"

Zuo Lingquan had never heard of this name and said doubtfully:

"Who is Lu Jianchen?"

"Sword Emperor City is ranked thirteenth. He is a very famous sword cultivator in Central Continent. You call him Lao Lu."

"Lao Lu?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Lao Lu had said that he was the thirteenth city lord of Sword Emperor City. He even said at that time, 'With your brother's brains, how can he not believe it if I am a master? ’.

Fifth Brother believed it at that time.

He didn't believe it.

Zuo Lingquan frowned, and only then did he realize that this bad old man was scolding him for being unable to see the gods?

The woman in the gold skirt didn't pay attention to Zuo Lingquan's stunned look and continued:

"Have you ever heard of Lu Jianchen's past?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't even know Lao Lu's real name, so naturally he didn't know about it:

"No. What happened to Lao Lu in the past?"

"Many years ago, Lord Fulong Chen Chaoli was going through a calamity in the Fulong Mountains. I and Lord Dizhao were there to protect him. At that time, Lu Jianchen was just a wild boy chopping firewood in the mountains, and he was accidentally knocked away. When I went nearby, I saw the scene of the calamity coming to the world. Do you know what he looked like at that time?"

"Shocked? Envisioned?"

The woman in the gold skirt turned her face and looked at Zuo Lingquan's cold and clear eyes:

"It's very similar to the look in your eyes when you first held the sword, but more paranoid than you."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan remembered that when he was three years old, he held a whittled wooden sword for the first time. What he thought in his heart was that he must go to the top of the mountain to see it. At that time, he did not know that his meridians were blocked and he had With the experience of two lifetimes, I still feel that I am different and extremely crazy...

"Crazier than me?"

The woman in the gold skirt nodded slightly:

"The look in his eyes was so sharp that he wanted to trample the immortals under his feet. Chen Chaoli, who was so sharp that he could overcome the calamity, was distracted and glanced at it."

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of surprise: "Lao Lu is so powerful?"

"He was born to be an immortal."

The woman in the gold skirt looked at the soft couch where Shangguan Lingye often lay:

"This kind of person is very scary. He has an iron heart and considers himself ruthless. For a goal, he will do anything until he reaches the goal...

...After Lu Jianchen saw Lei Jie, he returned home. Without saying goodbye to his parents who had raised him for many years, he went out with a wooden sword...

... A child of more than ten years old crawled around alone in Zhongzhou, where wild cultivators were rampant. He survived for more than ten years and traveled nearly ten thousand miles by begging for food and stealing, and finally worshiped in a small mountain gate. It took me only six years to reach the eighth level of the Spiritual Valley...

...After a lifetime of climbing up the ladder at all costs, he finally met his great opportunity and became a Youhuang Sword Cultivator...

... With his drive to do whatever he can, Lu Jianchen became famous in Central Continent in just over ten years. Everyone admired his strong mind and swordsmanship, but they did not dare to have a close friendship with him.

Because everyone is afraid of him, knowing that he can draw a sword against anyone for the sake of immortality. Even if it harms the entire world, it is just a passing cloud on the road to immortality for him. "

After Zuo Lingquan quietly listened to Lao Lu's past, he wondered:

"I don't think Lao Lu is such a person. How did he become like this?"

The woman in the gold skirt showed a rare sigh in her eyes:

"One day, Lu Jianchen traveled to other continents, looking for ways to break through bottlenecks. When he was passing by the seaside, he found a peach blossom tree on the top of the hill, and underneath was a small grave. Lu Jianchen thought the tree was very beautiful, so he stopped and took a look, only to find that the tree was very beautiful. There is a line on the tombstone of the grave. "

The woman in the gold skirt raised her hand and condensed a line of golden writing on Zuo Lingquan:

‘I have been waiting for you for forty years, but unfortunately you still haven’t come back, so I planted a peach tree and treated it as me. By the time you read this line, the peach tree should be very big, hehe. ’

Zuo Lingquan was a person who cherished flowers. When he saw this line written on the tombstone, he felt a slight tremor all over and his heart suddenly tugged:

"Is this written for Lao Lu?

The woman in the gold skirt raised her hand to sweep away the writing, nodded and said:

"When Lu Jianchen saw this line, he remembered that he had met a Taoist companion when they were struggling together. They shared hardships, life and death with each other. Later, he got the fairy sword embryo. He was afraid of being robbed, so he didn't tell anyone, so he just found it randomly. He gave him an excuse to go to sea and never came back; the woman thought he really went to sea and waited for him for forty years...

...After seeing this line of words, Lu Jianchen's already somewhat wavering heart towards the Tao collapsed on the spot, and he began to travel around the continents like crazy, looking for masters, and even came to find me, hoping to find someone who could bring him back to life. Method. "

"How did senior respond to him?"

"There are all kinds of magical powers in the world, but there is no regret medicine. Once you have passed the road, you can't look back."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he understood why Lao Lu looked like he was in his twilight years. He had a good influence on Lao Lu. After learning about his past, he didn't know whether to evaluate him as 'hateful' or 'pathetic'.

After all, even if Lao Lu can repent, his parents and beauty will not be able to come back to life. This crime cannot be escaped.

Zuo Lingquan sighed for a moment. He didn't understand why Shangguan Patriarch said this to him, so he asked:

"Senior told me these things because he thought I was 'born to be an immortal' like Lao Lu, and to remind me not to take the wrong path?"

"Don't be sentimental. You were born a vulgar person, and you can't bear to be vulgar."

"Well...it's nice to be a human being. So what does senior mean by telling me this?"

The woman in the gold skirt said calmly: "I just remind you that the word "sex" is like a knife. If you don't have the strength, don't worry too much. Next time you dare to look at my portrait and become interested, you will become famous in Jade Yaozhou. 'The Blind Sword Fairy'."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze and he spread his hands slightly:

"Are these two things related?"

The two things have nothing to do with each other. The woman in the gold skirt was just explaining why Shangguan Lingye was allowed to stay here.

She didn't say anything more, her body slowly lifted off the ground and floated towards the portrait on the wall.

When Zuo Lingquan saw that Shangguan Ancestor was about to leave, he thought of business and asked again:

"By the way, senior, can you see me when Jingxun and I are together?"

"She doesn't bother me. I don't care about your life or death. You have to walk your own way."

After the words fell, the picture scroll returned to its original state, and the woman in the gold skirt turned into a paper figure again.

Zuo Lingquan had not dared to be intimate with Tang Jingxuan a few days ago because he was afraid that Shangguan Patriarch would suddenly come over. With these words, he naturally felt relieved.

Looking at the woman's portrait, Zuo Lingquan couldn't help but look at it unscrupulously. He picked up the incense on the table, bowed three times in a ceremonial manner, and inserted the incense into the copper incense burner...