The fairy is fierce

The vision of heaven and earth dissipated, and there was silence on the earth. Even people inside and outside Zhuoyan City were deserted. The monks who originally gathered here fled to no one knows where.

The Kutuo River was cut off, and the water turned into a waterfall, falling from the edge into the broken sinkhole. With today's news, I'm afraid that in a few months, the original spiritual field will have to be renamed 'Taiyin Lake'.

Most of the platform was broken into pieces, the giant pillars collapsed, and only a few figures were left standing on the edge of the sinkhole.

Shangguan Yutang withdrew his gaze from the sky, turned around, put Shangguan Lingye on Zuo Lingquan's arm, and praised him less:

"You did a good job this time, with a kind heart and meticulous observation, which saved the people here from a catastrophe. I hope you will not forget your original intention in the future."

This was obviously talking about Zuo Lingquan noticing something strange about the little girl and not worrying about going all the way to investigate.

If Lei Hongliang had not been caught in advance, no one knew what would happen if Lei Hongliang lost control later.

Zuo Lingqun hugged the fainted Shangguan Lingye, shook her head and said:

"I didn't do anything, it just happened to happen. What should I do with the little girl?"

"The Shenjiangtai needs human receptors in the body of Taiyin. Nothing will happen if it is taken away; I will arrange for people to track it down, so you don't need to worry."

Shangguan Yutang lowered his head and looked at the pale Shangguan Lingye: "Take her to the Zhuoyan Sect for training, and then go back when her injuries are stabilized."

Zuo Lingquan nodded, thought for a while and then said:

"Was Lei Hongliang chasing after senior or Jingxun just now? It seems to me that Lei Hongliang was unconscious and didn't care about others at all."

Shangguan Yutang was silent for a moment and explained:

"The Youying alien race has been stealing the power of divine beasts for the past hundreds of years, and I don't know what they want. All nine continents in the world have been attacked by them. Yuyaozhou is still intact, but Barren Mountain has also been attacked several times. Tang Jing Xun should be the newly born Jiufeng, so he was targeted by them. "

Zuo Lingquan seemed to understand, and asked:

"Is the Youying alien race a demon race?"

"As a practitioner, humans are more terrifying than demons. Most of the strongest among them are just people whose ideas refute ours. It's too early for you to come into contact with these things. You will naturally know about them later.

After Shangguan Yutang finished speaking, golden light flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously ready to leave.

Zuo Lingquan saw this and said hurriedly: "Senior, haven't you seen Lingye?"

"Did you call me Lingye?"

"Well……"

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze: "We call each other senior, because we're afraid that we won't be able to tell the seniority, which would be a loss of etiquette."

"Lingye is old enough to be your grandma. Isn't it rude for you to call her by her first name?"

"grandmother……"

Within two sentences, the golden light in Shangguan Yutang's eyes completely disappeared.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that Tang Jingxun would 'wake up', but he never thought that as soon as the ancestor left, Tang Jingxun's eyes lost their sparkle, and his body went limp and fell directly to the ground.

"Jing Xun?!"

Zuo Lingquan was startled, but he could not abandon Shangguan's grandma, so he could only condense a piece of black mist to support the fallen Jingxun, and said:

"Wanwan, come here quickly."

Wu Qingwan was frowning and looking at the wooden stick in her hand. She came back to her senses after hearing this. She quickly ran over to support Tang Jingxun and held down her wrist to check.

"Injured?"

"No...there is nothing strange in the body. It seems that I was stunned. I should wake up soon."

Zuo Lingquan felt relieved now, hugged Shangguan Lingye, and prepared to leave the place of trouble and wrong with Qingwan, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Yun Zhengyang standing in front.

Yun Zhengyang held the sword in his arms and looked very unhappy:

"Have you finished chatting? Now is it time to settle our accounts?"

Zuo Lingquan paused, looked up and down, and asked knowingly:

"Brother Yun, what kind of account do you want to settle?"

Yun Zhengyang's eyes darkened: "You tricked me into coming here and stepped directly into the sinkhole..."

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you mean I tricked Brother Yun into here?"?

Yun Zhengyang frowned, raised his hand and pointed at Zhuoyan City:

"You were chatting with this sister in Burning Smoke City and said there was something big buried underneath..."

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Yes, this thing is not big enough? There is a hole in the sky.

Yun Zhengyang: "..."

"No, how does Brother Yun know about my private conversation with Qingwan? Could it be that Brother Yun is following me and wants to seize the treasure first?"

"..."

Yun Zhengyang's expression froze slightly, and he suddenly realized that he had overheard the news and came to dig for treasures and suffered a big loss. He seemed to be irrational when he said it.

Zuo Lingquan walked towards the edge of the sinkhole and sighed:

"That's all, let's share the same adversity. Brother Yun was almost beaten to death by Lei Hongliang just now. Brother Yun doesn't need to remember that I saved Brother Yun."

"If you don't call me out, will I get beaten?"

"Brother Yun, do you think I can release Lei Fa?"

Wu Qingwan followed slowly and hurriedly explained: "I can't release such a big thunder method. Maybe fellow Taoist Yun accidentally touched some mechanism."

Yun Zhengyang opened his mouth, but he really couldn't find any actual evidence, so he didn't bother to talk about it at the moment, and took off with his sword towards the top of the sinkhole:

"Forget it, I will settle accounts with you during the Nine Sects Alliance. They are all swordsmen from Central Continent... No, aren't you in Jingtai? Why are you... together with Princess Dayan?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "I have nothing to do with the Crown Princess, and besides, I am not Wolong."

Yun Zhengyang shrugged: "That's no nonsense. With your performance today, forget it and call yourself 'Sword Demon Voldemort' from now on. Wolong is not worthy of you."

Seeing that Yun Zhengyang didn't believe it, Zuo Lingquan didn't explain any more and said to see the guests off:

"Goodbye."

Yun Zhengyang did not leave. Yu Jian stood in the air and hummed:

"Don't worry, let me see how you get up first."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan paused.

The sinkhole created by the explosion of Shenjiangtai is probably half a mile deep, and the stone walls are as smooth as a knife.

Zuo Lingquan would definitely have no problem climbing up, but compared with Wu Qingwan, who was holding two people and climbing up slowly, and Yun Zhengyang, who was walking with a sword, it seemed very undignified.

Yun Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and said slightly mockingly:

"Would you like my brother to give you a ride?"

Zuo Lingquan sighed, flipped his wrist and took out a Qilin paperweight from Linglong Pavilion, poured in Qi, and the Qilin Paperweight's eyes shimmered.

A little bit.

In the Burning Smoke City, a painting boat showing five colors of light came through the sky, flew into the sinkhole in the blink of an eye, and floated in front of Zuo Lingquan.

Yun Zhengyang's mocking expression froze. As a swordsman in the Central Continent, he had never seen a private ferry, a luxury that only the noble sons of the Nine Sects could afford. He said a little unbelievably:

"You can't even afford a magical sword, so you spend money on this flashy thing?"

Zuo Lingquan jumped onto the deck of the boat, tilted his head and said:

"He's handsome. I borrowed it from the fairy. Brother Yun, is there anything else?"

"..."

Yun Zhengyang held it in for a long time and had nothing to say. He turned around and turned into a rainbow and flew away, never to return.

After Zuo Lingquan watched Yun Zhengyang leave, he drove the painting boat up to the top of the Tiankeng, preparing to fly to the Zhuoyan Sect, but halfway he saw a large shield falling in the mountains.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes moved slightly, and then he remembered that Lei Hongliang was blown away during the battle, and his shield and big fan were scattered in the mountains and fields, with no chance to take them back.

Zuo Lingquan looked around from the sky, flew down and picked up the feather fan and shield, then caught up with the painted boat and came to the cabin.

Wu Qingwan held a long wooden staff and sat on the small couch in the cabin. Facing the treasure she had obtained, she did not look happy, but rather absent-minded.

Zuo Lingquan thought Wu Qingwan was suffering from injury and asked:

"Senior Wu, what's wrong?"

Wu Qingwan's eyes were complicated. She picked up the exquisite tea-green wooden stick in her hand, turned it around, and signaled the word "Du Xing" on it:

"These two words are what my second uncle often said to me when I first entered Qihuang Valley. They mean 'learn something, practice what you learn, and combine knowledge with action'."

Zuo Lingquan frowned, sat in front of him and asked:

"That masked weapon-refining genius just now is my second uncle?"

"Second uncle is not that powerful. He was just a young deacon before and was not accepted as the direct successor by the master. He just likes to delve into some messy gadgets... But the person just now must be second uncle. I felt that he glanced at me a few times. And you threw this stick to me..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression became serious, feeling that this matter was a bit serious.

The Nine Sects punished evil heretics extremely severely. Three generations of investigations were carried out. If Wu Zunyi was beaten as an evil monk, Qihuang Valley would basically be disbanded on the spot. All disciples would not be able to rejoin the Nine Sects, and the person involved would be sentenced to death.

Although Zuo Lingquan felt that Wu Zunyi didn't look like an evil cultivator, today's scene had poked a hole in the sky, and he also stated that he wanted to take revenge on Lord Emperor Zhao. Even if he was not an evil cultivator, he would be in trouble.

Moreover, Wu Zunyi was taken to an unknown place, and his future life and death are unknown...

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and comforted softly:

"Today the second uncle was able to stop the formation to prevent Lei Hongliang from killing innocent people indiscriminately. I think the second uncle still maintained his sanity and did not fall into the devil's path.

Moreover, the second uncle's power is a bit exaggerated. He has the ability to shake the Lord. Even if he is taken away, his life will not be in danger. After all, even murderous demons cannot kill craftsmen and doctors. The most they can do is imprison them and force them to help build things. I will definitely get my second uncle back in the future. "

Wu Qingwan heard this and felt that this was also the case. If he wanted to kill his second uncle, there was no need to go to great lengths to take him away. He must have felt that his second uncle was powerful and useful. She thought for a while and said:

"Second uncle is not a devil. All the disciples who have met him in Qihuang Valley can testify that he is a man who values ​​​​loyalty. Fourth senior brother is still thinking about second uncle. Back then, fourth senior brother was seriously injured, and second uncle tried to hang his life for him. , Dare to test the medicine on one’s own body for the alchemist, in exchange for the medicine to heal the injury..."

Zuo Lingquan listened to Qingwan's recounting of the past. He could only remain silent for a moment before the painting boat stopped in the Zhuoyan Sect.

Wu Qingwan stopped talking and carried the two women off the boat with Zuo Lingquan. She originally wanted to find a doctor from the sect to help treat the injuries.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw that the huge sect was deserted, and there were some debris scattered on the ground, obviously left behind by a hasty escape.

Zuo Lingquan was not surprised by this: "There is a genuine 'Heaven and Earth Collapse' outside the city. No monks dare to watch it for fear of harming the fish in the pond. The powerful ones may have gone thousands of miles away. It is estimated that no one will dare to come back tomorrow."

Wu Qingwan thought so, so she stopped looking around and found an elegant courtyard full of spiritual energy and went straight in...