The fairy is fierce

The magma between the mountains has not yet been extinguished. ♦♦  ♦♦

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao were squatting half-crouched in the exploding blood mist, using wooden sticks to rummage through the soil for valuable magical artifacts such as the Linglong Pavilion, while Tuanzi also carefully dug the ground with his claws.

Taoist Yunbao was blown to pieces, and a big crater appeared in the ground. Fortunately, Linglong Pavilion had a grade of magic weapon with an unusually strong texture and was not destroyed.

After Zuo Lingquan found it, he found that it was a peace and quiet plaque with the emblem of Fulong Mountain on it. However, it was not a gift from the sect, but more like someone had specially engraved it on it. It seemed that although Taoist Yunbao had gone down a deviant path, he Still proud of his birth.

Zuo Lingquan looked back and forth, looking for a way to break through Linglong Pavilion, when his ears suddenly twitched and he heard words coming from behind:

"Lingye, please be reasonable. Xiao Zuo and I got to know each other first. I come first in everything. Even if you are not polite, you still ask me not to get involved. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"You haven't consummated the marriage, so what can you do if you leave Zuo Lingquan in the house?"

"I can do anything. I...can't I just hold you to sleep?"

"There is a saying in the secular world, you should know it."

"Hey? How can you say that Xiao Zuo is a mess?"

...? ?

Xie Qiutao raised her round face with strange eyes, pretended not to understand, and continued to rummage in the mud.

Tuanzi also noticed that something was wrong between the two mothers, but it went up to start a fight at this time, and it would not be able to gain favor from anyone it helped in the future, so it decisively pretended not to hear, and accompanied Xie Qiutao to dig the ground.

When Zuo Lingquan saw his two wives quarreling, he couldn't think of picking up the equipment. He stood up and put on a smile:

"Lingye, Xunxun, what's wrong?"

When Tang Jingxuan saw Zuo Lingquan coming, he stopped being jealous of Lingye and trotted up to him and took Zuo Lingquan's arm:

"Let's go back to the house."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. He pulled Jing Xun and gestured to the surrounding mountains and fields:

"Where did the house come from in this place? Why go back to the house?"

Tang Jingxuan glanced at Xie Qiutao who was eavesdropping. He couldn't explain clearly. After thinking about it, he stood on tiptoes and leaned into Zuo Lingquan's ear:

"Sleep, what else can you do?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan blinked, his smile was inexplicable, and he turned to look at Lingye.

Tang Jingxun pulled Zuo Lingquan into his arms:

"It's just us, the three of us are so crowded."

Zuo Lingquan didn't mind the crowding, at worst he just had to lie down. Seeing Jingxun getting into trouble, he said curiously:

"What did you say just now?"

Shangguan Lingye had no intention of driving Jingxun away to stay alone in the empty house, but just because Jingxun had just regarded herself as 'sister', he just wanted to be angry with Jingxun. She walked forward with graceful steps and did not conceal what Cai Cai said:

"I told Jingxun to be more careful in the future. Master often uses her body to come here, so it would be inconvenient if we run into you again. Anyway, she hasn't gotten along well with you yet, and there's nothing we can do if we practice together."

Tang Jingxun didn't think so. She couldn't do anything and had to lie in front of her man at night. That was her right. How could she give up the bed just because she couldn't do anything?

Even if the ancestor Shangguan stopped her, now the new sister also wanted to stop her. How could she agree? She hummed softly:

"Who says I can't do anything? Just do it now.

Shangguan Lingye shrugged slightly: "Okay, I am here, and I can give you a few pointers, so that you won't know anything when you just come in..."

Tang Jingxun pulled Zuo Lingquan to the other side, not next to Lingye:

"Who says I can't do it? I've seen more than you do. With your little tricks, you can't play as well as Jiang Yihua. What can you teach me?"

"Yeah?"

…

Zuo Lingquan listened to the two daughters-in-law arguing with each other, and he was still looking forward to it. He wanted to fan the flames and say a few words of encouragement. But the current actual situation still needs to be considered. He pulled Jingxun:

"There are still things to investigate. Let's go back to Huafang first. We have to choose a suitable place. And we have to say hello to our ancestors first."

Shangguan Lingye had been thinking about her ancestor's 'teachings' just now. After hearing this, she frowned and said:

"How do you say hello to Master when you are having sex?"

"Isn't it possible that the ancestor will come over at any time? Say hello in advance to avoid any embarrassment."

Shangguan Ling thought about it. He was afraid that the master would come at the wrong time, so he could just say hello in advance.

However, it still feels a bit weird to tell my ancestors in advance when doing things in the evening...——

At the foot of Fulong Mountain, there is Peach Blossom Pond.

It didn't snow in the south, but in the cold winter months, the Qianli Spiritual Field outside Peach Blossom Pond also looked a bit barren. Only the thousands of peach blossom trees within the sect did not fade and still bloomed with brilliant colors in the cold wind.

The Nine Sects are rushing to aid Huajunzhou, and Peach Blossom Pond needs a lot of training materials. It has been quite busy recently, and disciples running around can be seen everywhere in the sect.

In the middle of the night, a breeze ruffled the cold pool deep in the sea of ​​flowers, and a woman in a golden dragon-scale dress appeared silently by the lake.

The ancestral tree that covered the sky and sun by the lake has disappeared, leaving only the stone tablet with the writing scratched off, still standing alone.

After the woman in the gold skirt glanced at the words "Hands planted here" on the stone tablet, she raised her finger and lightly drew a stroke on the lake. A crack appeared on the lakeside as flat as a mirror, revealing the valley below where flowers bloomed.

The valley is not big. There is a peach tree in the middle. In addition, there are colorful flowers that spread to the edge of the canyon.

Under the tree canopy that blocks out the sun, there is still a lounge chair made of tree vines.

The hungover woman who was originally lying on the recliner was completely isolated from the outside world and was completely undisturbed. At this time, she didn't care about the image of her ancestor and lay directly in the sea of ​​flowers.

If it weren't for the high breasts that exposed her position, it would have been difficult to spot her at first with just the naked eye.

Lord Peach Blossom would naturally notice someone entering the small world, but he had no intention of waking up to pick up the guest. He even turned over drunkenly, leaving the back of his head to the visitor.

Ancestor Shangguan was not surprised by this. He walked slowly to the shade of the tree, thought for a while, and sat on the ground in the sea of ​​flowers. It seemed that because there were no outsiders to disturb him, he put down his arrogance.

Lord Peach Blossom was a little confused when he saw that Shangguan Ancestor was silent. He turned over in the sea of ​​flowers and faced her:

"Is there something wrong? You don't want to go to your own room if you want to be in a daze, so why are you here with me?"

Ancestor Shangguan looked up at the tree crown above and said calmly:

"I have something to ask you."

Lord Peach Blossom was not interested at all. He sat up and lazily picked up the wine bottle and took a drink:

"You are omniscient and omnipotent. You can make your own decisions on everything. Do you still need my help to solve your problems?"

"It has something to do with you."

The Shangguan Ancestor turned around, took Lord Peach Blossom's wine flask, and swiped his hand on the wine flask. The original mellow aroma of the wine changed drastically and turned into the taste of ordinary wine.

Lord Peach Blossom was stunned. Seeing her wasting things like this, he was dissatisfied. He took the wine bottle back and smelled it:

"What is this?"

"I just don't know, so I'm asking you, give it a try."

"..."

Lord Peach Blossom is very picky about wine and generally does not drink wine brewed by others. However, she smelled the wine carefully and found that although the aroma of the wine was ordinary, it also had an indescribable smell, similar to the monk's return to nature and greatness. It's clever but not workmanlike, and it has a lot of heat.

For this reason, Lord Peach Blossom still picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, savoring it carefully for a moment, then frowned.

Shangguan Laozu simulated the taste of wine through Tang Jingxun's drinking experience, and the taste and aroma will not be different at all. Seeing Lord Peach Blossom react like this, she already knew something in her mind, but she still asked:

"How? Did you drink anything?"

Lord Peach Blossom calmed down his drunken demeanor, looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and looked slightly displeased:

"Those who love wine are like those who love swords and beauties. They can handle anything, but they cannot let down the love in their hearts. The ingredients used in this wine are common, but it is precisely because of this that it highlights how much effort has been put into making the wine well. . Among the people I have seen, the only one who can get to this point and really figure things out is the dumb drunkard from Sword Imperial City. Did you get this wine from him? "

Ancestor Shangguan nodded slightly: "It is indeed Tomorrow Chou. This person is too casual. He only has wine and sword in mind. I really can't see what tricks he wants to do this time."

Lord Peach Blossom has dealt with Tomorrow Chou and has a rough understanding of Tomorrow Chou's past.

The name of Ming Ri Chou cannot be verified, nor is it important. I only know that the meaning of this name is "If you have wine today, you will be drunk now, and tomorrow will worry you tomorrow." From the name, you can see the casualness of living in the present.

Tomorrow Chou's resume in the past years is as clear as water. He does not compete for magic weapons, opportunities, or blessings. He is just a sip of fine wine. Even the title of 'Jianjiu' is because of the homophony of 'Nine and Wine'. He feels that this title is suitable for him. Of course, this does not mean that Tomorrow Worry competes for the ninth position. He fought several times to get to the ninth position. Then Tomorrow Worry will not climb up. At most, it will be someone who wants to take his place later. When the time comes, show up and defend.

As for her resume before becoming famous, Tomorrow Worry did not shy away from it, and she was even very calm when talking about it to outsiders.

Tomorrow Chou was born as a low-level casual cultivator. He is carefree and has extraordinary talents, but he does not do his job properly and spends all his time in the secular world with the company of wine.

When my cultivation level was very low, I was accidentally injured and fell down in a secular street, but I was rescued by the daughter of a secular tavern. I saw that the wine in the tavern was good and the people were nice, so I stayed to help. He recovered from his injuries by the way, and as time went by he became a home-based son-in-law.

After that, Ming Ri Chou stayed in the secular world for nearly sixty years, letting his face age until his hair turned gray. He stayed with his secular wife all his life, and waited for his wife to pass away before embarking on the path of spiritual practice again.

Cultivation is all about taking one step slowly and one step at a time. In the eyes of ordinary people, this approach is tantamount to destroying one's own future and wasting sixty years in vain.

But the powerful people at the top of the mountain, such as Lord Peach Blossom and Patriarch Shangguan, understand that Tomorrow Chou has passed the tribulation of mortal life. From then on until he reaches the top of the mountain, he will no longer have any knots in his heart; because he has already been in this world. There is nothing to worry about anymore, and I have a clear conscience for everyone.

This state of mind is the most perfect state of mind for practitioners. It is not surprising that Tomorrow Chou can finally reach the position of Sword King.

A negative example is Lu Jianchen, who was more talented and had better opportunities than Tomorrow Chou, but he failed completely in his life choices. In the end, he could only become a meteor that flashed across the sky over Central Continent and disappeared in just a hundred years.

However, being in a good mood is not entirely a good thing for outsiders; because the way of heaven does not distinguish between good and evil, as long as you have no distracting thoughts, you will be able to follow the path without hindrance.

People like Tomorrow Worry will not pay attention to outsiders at all, and they don't bother to care about the fight between immortals and demons. They can be said to be outsiders; but once they get tired of comfort and want to find some excitement, no one can guess what Tomorrow Worry can do. Got it through.

Even if he runs to Sword Emperor City, runs naked and then commits suicide, it is not impossible, because there is no one who cares about him in the world. As long as he is happy in his heart, no matter what outsiders think?

Last time Peach Blossom Lord dealt with Mingrichou, she was very angry with the stubborn old drunkard. Seeing Shangguan Yutang asking this, she asked:

"Has Mingrichou gone astray?"

"It's not clear, but it's almost certain. He has harmed more than a hundred mortals and is punishable by death."

"Does that mean that I can now ignore Jianhuang City and slap this guy in the face?"

Ancestor Shangguan stood up and said calmly:

"With your insignificant skills, don't go over and embarrass yourself."

"Hey?"

Peach Blossom Lord couldn't stand this tone the most. She was full of anger and stood up and patted her skirt:

"Come on, there are no outsiders here, let's fight, do you really think I..."

Boom

Ripples of space vibration were set off in the Peach Blossom Cave Heaven, and the flowers and plants on the ground were flattened to the ground, and they returned to their original state in an instant.

Peach Blossom Lord, who had just stood up, lay back on the ground before he finished speaking, his face flushed with anger.

"No one is watching here, so don't lose face."

Ancestor Shangguan let go of Lord Taohua and clapped his hands:

"To be honest, a pharmacist came to me, the strongest martial artist in Yuyaozhou, to compete with me. This unreasonable request is something I have only heard a few times in my life. I have learned a lot."

Ancestor Shangguan's fighting power is recognized as domineering. It is not shameful for anyone to lose to her, especially Lord Taohua, who is more inclined to formation and medicine. It would be a miracle if she can win.

But being unable to win does not mean that Lord Taohua has no temper. Suddenly being held down, she was naturally furious:

"Shangguan Yutang! Did I say I want to compete with you? You didn't even let me finish my words. You are sneak attacking..."

Ancestor Shangguan was not sneak attacking at all. She was just lonely for a long time. She was just scolded by her apprentice just now, so she wanted to find someone to vent her anger.

There were no outsiders watching in the small world, and Patriarch Shangguan did put down some of his airs. Seeing that Patriarch Taohua was not convinced, she spread her hands slightly: "Then what do you want to compare? Height? Appearance?" Patriarch Taohua had not seen Patriarch Shangguan's "easy-going" side for many years. She was a little surprised. She glanced up and down: "Except for being a woman, you are no different from a man. How dare you mention these things? You haven't changed a set of clothes for thousands of years, and you can't even dress up. What can you compare with me?" Patriarch Shangguan had a calm expression, raised his slender right leg, stepped on the rattan couch, pulled up the hem of his dragon scale skirt, and revealed the golden stockings that had just transformed: "Do you know what this is?"? ! Patriarch Taohua was stunned, frowned and glanced at it for a few times, thinking that these socks were a bit... a bit sexy! "What a mess? You are so old, aren't you ashamed?"

"It's better than not wearing anything. There are other things, but I'm afraid it will ruin your Taoism, so I can't show them to you. You are an old witch who is self-satisfied. You don't understand the preferences of young people today. You have long been out of touch with the world. You dare to compete with me. Think about it for a few more years before coming back."

Ancestor Shangguan gave Peach Blossom Lord a pause, and felt refreshed. He put away his slender right leg and turned away.

Peach Blossom Lord was very angry, but he really didn't understand what the socks were just now. He was scolded so hard that he couldn't talk back.

After the Shangguan Patriarch left, Peach Blossom Lord lifted up her skirt and glanced at the loose white thin pants on her legs. She didn't think there was a problem before, but compared with the Shangguan Patriarch, she felt that her legs were shorter...

Everyone knew that Peach Blossom Lord and Shangguan Patriarch didn't get along. How could she bear the double blow psychologically and physically? She put down her skirt and said in a deep voice:

"Huazhu."

"Huh?! Did the Patriarch give any instructions?"

"Is the Tiezhu Mansion not running a bank properly, but starting to buy clothes?"

"Clothes? I have never heard of such rumors. What clothes?"

"Women's clothing, and Fengchen Women are wearing the same clothes, which is a pure corruption of the Nine Sects. "

"Uh... I don't think those rough men in Tiezhu Mansion can make such clothes, and no one dares to buy them if they make them. The clothes that are not presentable in the Nine Sects are also produced in Taohuatan, and they sell quite well. I don't think they are corrupting the atmosphere... How about closing the workshop now?"

"... No need, I will not interfere with the preferences of you young people, I am just asking."

"Oh... How about I bring a few pieces for the ancestor to look at?"

"..."

"I will go now..."

...——

Reverse my work and rest schedule, I wrote a little less.