The fairy is fierce

Zuo Lingquan couldn't hear the conversation between the master and the apprentice, and didn't know whether it was convenient to go out now. After waiting in front of the scroll for a long time, he came to the door and looked at the empty main hall. He could only see the clouds and stars outside the door.

Although there was a protective formation in the attic and the cold wind couldn't blow in, it was strange to leave the door open at night. After Zuo Lingquan closed the door, he went up to the second floor from the stairs behind the hall. As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, he heard from afar:

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"Yo Yo Yo~ Xiao Lingye, haven't you eaten..."

"Your steps are unstable, your body movements are too weak, and your hands are weak. You should just be a young wife and give birth to a baby in the future. Needlework is more suitable for you..."

...

The extreme foul mouth and sarcastic tone can make people angry to death.

Zuo Lingquan was stunned. He felt that the voice sounded like a child and was unfamiliar, so he walked inside.

The second floor was a workshop. The rooms for refining weapons and alchemy were all here, and the martial arts hall was at the end.

At this time, Tang Jingyan, who had come down from the window of the corridor at some point, was holding a handful of melon seeds and looking inside with interest.

Zuo Lingquan walked quickly to the window and looked at the martial arts hall, but saw Lingye wearing a heroic and valiant outfit, like a sect apprentice who had just started to strengthen his body, and was trying his best to attack his opponent.

The opponent was not the Shangguan Patriarch, but a sturdy little girl, wearing a linen shirt, a pair of straw sandals, and carrying a wooden stick on her shoulders.

The sturdy girl's body movements were terrifying. While she was foul-mouthed, she suddenly hit Lingye, making Lingye furious but unable to touch the corner of his clothes, so he could only rage helplessly.

What Lingye couldn't stand even more was probably the master's neglect.

In the corner of the martial arts hall, there was a tea table for the commander to watch the battle. The slender ancestor Shangguan sat beside the tea table. He was too lazy to look at the battlefield. He held a teacup in his hand and casually looked at the water curtain on the tea table. The elders of Tiezhu Mansion should be in the water curtain, and they were respectfully speaking:

"... The situation in the northern border is stable. We have contacted the nearest Taohuatan and sent doctors to assist in the aftermath..."

After finally finishing the report, the ancestor was still not interested in Lingye's full effort. He even changed the channel casually. The scene of the competition appeared on the water curtain, and someone was explaining:

"... As expected of the direct descendant of Thunder God Jiang Taiqing, this swordsmanship is really drifting. There is no chance of winning in Luojian Mountain... As the saying goes, knowing shame leads to courage. Since being expelled from the sect, Yun Zhengyang's swordsmanship has reached a new level. The only one who can compare with him in Dongzhou is probably the new disciple of the Dongzhou Valkyrie..."

The words were not clear, and it was certain that he was not in Yuyaozhou.

It is conceivable that Lingye was stimulated by the fact that he would rather watch the fight of other disciples from thousands of miles away than by the full efforts of the direct descendant next to him. His face flushed and he gritted his teeth to squeeze his body, trying to arouse the interest of his master.

Zuo Lingquan was naturally distressed to see his wife being abused so badly, but as a martial artist, he knew that tigers and wolves could not be raised in a greenhouse, and proper stimulation could arouse the fighting spirit of martial artists. This method was beneficial and harmless, and Lingye's punches and kicks were really not very good, so it would be unreasonable for the ancestor to stare at him seriously.

Therefore, Zuo Lingquan did not disturb him, but just watched outside with Jingxun.

After watching for half an hour, seeing Lingye being abused one-sidedly and being sprayed by the foul-mouthed little girl opposite, Zuo Lingquan shook his head and felt a little itchy.

The ancestor Shangguan, who was sitting inside, must have known that Zuo Lingquan was at the window. Seeing that he was eager to try, he let Lingye rest for a while and let Zuo Lingquan come in.

Zuo Lingquan was very confident about this. He rolled up his sleeves and went in to deal with the little girl, as if he was looking for trouble for his wife. The result was...

Let's not talk about it.

The sturdy girl was transformed from the immortal weapon of the Shangguan Patriarch, the Divine Mace. How much combat power she can have depends entirely on the Patriarch's will. It would be a miracle if Zuo Lingquan could defeat her.

Although Zuo Lingquan fought more skillfully, the situation was no different from Lingye's. The opponent was always faster than him, and he would get beaten no matter what he did. He also had to face the foul mouth of the sturdy girl, such as:

"You can't even stand steadily, but you dare to call yourself a martial artist. You should use a cane instead of a sword..."

"As for your waist, you should eat more dragon and tiger pills to replenish it in the future. It looks like kidney deficiency..."

...

The sturdy girl didn't know who she learned this from. She didn't care about food or meat. She would find any flaws and ridicule them. Zuo Lingquan was very angry, but he couldn't do anything about the dead girl. After being beaten for a long time, he even suspected that the ancestor was deliberately taking this opportunity to punish him and avenge the kiss and touch he had been given before. ♦♦  ☞♦

However, with the ancestor's grand mind, Zuo Lingquan felt that it shouldn't happen, so he endured the double torture of physical and psychological, gritted his teeth and persisted until he was completely exhausted, and then left the martial arts hall with Lingye.

Lingye flirted in front of the scroll, and was a little greedy at first, but now he was so trained that he doubted his life and didn't even want to talk. He climbed up the stairs and lay on the carpet as soon as the door opened, not even bothering to close the door.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't even lift his arms. Looking at Lingye's round hips, he was powerless. He was holding the wall. After Jingyan helped close the door, she got under his arm and dragged him, and then they walked to Xie Qiutao's room together.

Tang Jingyan's martial arts attainments were limited to kitchen knives. When she was watching, she didn't dare to say much. Now in private, she saw that Zuo Lingquan didn't even have the strength to touch her. His body was so heavy that he couldn't bear to let her go. He muttered:

"That damn woman, she didn't know how to be gentle. I think she was deliberately beating you up. How can you teach your apprentice like this?"

"Lingye is even worse than me. How could she be intentional?"

"That means we'll clean up with Miss Lingye. Just now I felt that the dead mother-in-law was feeling aggrieved, so I came down to take a look..."

"Aggrieved?"

"Well, Youku can't describe that feeling, and I don't know if it was caused by Senior Taohua or Lingye..."

Zuo Lingquan thought about it for a while, and judging from the relationship between the three of them, Lord Peach Blossom must have made the ancestor angry. It was difficult to deal with such things, so he didn't say more.

The third floor is the living area. The space is extremely luxurious and spacious. There are several guest rooms. The deepest part is the ancestor's Qi training room. Peach Blossom Master lives there to recuperate while the others are outside.

Zuo Lingquan came to Xie Qiutao's room. When he entered the door, he saw Tuanzi turning the little dragon turtle over and putting it on the table as a rocking chair. He lay on it with his little paws facing the sky, "Gu Gu Ji Ji Ji~" humming with his head There is also a box of dried fish in front of you. Shake it twice and take a bite.

Naturally, Jingxun didn't dare to see this arrogant posture when the parents were not at home. When he found the door opened, the dumpling turned up and acted like a good bird.

When Zuo Lingquan saw the little dragon turtle, he remembered that the purpose of this trip was to open up the dragon turtle's spiritual wisdom. He didn't know if Kui Qian's magical power was scattered today and whether the little dragon turtle would benefit from it. He couldn't tell at this time, and his eyes didn't linger much. Turning to the bed inside.

Xie Qiutao's mood has stabilized. She is lying quietly on the pillow with a thin quilt covering her body. She should be adjusting her breath. There is nothing strange.

Because it was a girl's house, Zuo Lingquan didn't go over to take a closer look. Seeing that Qiu Tao was fine, he drank tea and rested for a while, then stood up and said:

"I went to the boat to rest, and I happened to look after Qingwan. There are all women here, so it's not convenient for me to stay here."

With the two immortal family masters in front of them, Tang Jingxun couldn't secretly go to the boat to spend the night with Zuo Lingquan. He didn't stop him and said with concern:

"Are you okay? How about I send you there?"

How could a man say he couldn't do it? Zuo Lingquan lowered his head and kissed Jingxun on the cheek before leaving the room.

His whole body was sore and his feet were sluggish. Zuo Lingquan rubbed his waist at the door, feeling as if he had been squeezed by Ling Ye, Qing Wan and Jiang Yi for a month without mercy.

He wanted to leave directly, but Lord Peach Blossom hadn't visited yet, so he didn't know the extent of his injury. After hesitating for a moment, he came to the Qi Refining Room on the inside. Just as he was about to listen to what was going on inside, a voice came from behind:

"If you still have the strength, I will continue to practice with you. You must practice to the limit. If you have enough strength, you will give up halfway.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have a drop left. He had just recovered a little after drinking tea. How could he withstand the ravages of his ancestor. He turned around and looked at the Shangguan Patriarch who had appeared behind him at some point:

"I've tried my best, but I'm afraid if I practice any more, my roots will be damaged. Well... I'm just going to come over and see how Senior Taohua's injury is?"

"Don't worry, medicine has come to an end. She may not be strong in combat, but it's not easy to die. Her life is as hard as a stone. She can be back to her original state in three months at most."

March seems to be a long time, but for a monk at the Lord level, it can be regarded as an instant recovery. You must know that Lord Barren Mountain was beaten half to death last year, and he is still cultivating in an unknown place.

"That's good." Zuo Lingquan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and walked out with his ancestor.

The ancestor walked in front, with his slim dragon scales outlining his perfectly proportioned figure. It was self-evident how thrilling his back view was.

But how could Zuo Lingquan dare to stare at the ancestor's back? He placed his eyes on both sides of the corridor, thought for a while and said:

"Just now Lingye said that he would invite senior to visit Zuo's family during the New Year. Senior has taken care of me for so long. If I have time, I really want to do my best to be a landlord..."

When it comes to the New Year, Old Ancestor Shangguan thinks of Lingye's impeccable arrangements, the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and the time when the jasper breaks the melon...

She suddenly turned around and raised her hand to place a mark on Zuo Lingquan's chest from afar, with golden light shining on her fingertips.

Zuo Lingquan naturally couldn't get into the ancestor's arms. Just when he was confused, he found a warm current pouring into his body. Then his limbs were sore and weak, and he began to recover quickly. However, in an instant, his body was back to full strength and full of energy. To the extreme, I feel like I can take care of several wives together until they can’t get up.

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan looked down, his eyes full of surprise and admiration, but before he could say the word "Thank you", he heard the ancestor say without any emotion:

"Seeing that you have nothing to do, let's practice some more. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"?!"

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and his first reaction was to think about what he said wrongly, but he just invited the ancestor to his home, so there was nothing wrong with him.

Ancestor Shangguan raised his finger slightly, and the two people reappeared in the martial arts hall.

The stocky girl transformed into a little female dragon appeared in the hall, her hands on her hips with a disdainful expression:

"Oh~ How long has it been since you came to ask for a beating again? You are very diligent. Do you want me to give you two legs, one hand and four fingers?"

Without saying a word, Shangguan Patriarch came to sit down at the tea table, picked up the tea cup, and continued to read the messy secrets of Kyushu.

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, feeling embarrassed...——

When he was in Yanjiazhuang, Zuo Lingquan once had the idea of ​​becoming a 'sword doctor', beating people to death and then rescuing them again.

This kind of boring bad taste was just something I thought about in my mind and was not ready to be put into practice. But Zuo Lingquan never expected that one day he would experience this kind of bad taste personally, and what he experienced was that he was beaten to death and then saved. The person who got up.

The Hanging Pavilion went all the way south, across the Zhongzhou Desert, and arrived at Peach Blossom Pond on the south side of Fulong Mountain. It took three days.

For three days, Zuo Lingquan stayed in the martial arts hall and never came out. After fighting with the stocky girl until he couldn't get up, the ancestor used his magical power very considerately to revive him on the spot with full blood.

It would be fine if he just squeezed his body to the limit. Zuo Lingquan had been doing this since he was a child, so he could handle it; but what he couldn't handle was the venomous tongue of the stocky girl.

There were all kinds of random taunting words, and they were not repeated for three days. Zuo Lingquan initially ignored them due to the presence of his ancestor, but his fists and kicks really couldn't do anything to the stocky girl, so he couldn't help but said back to the girl:

"Round face, small body, looks like bean sprouts on top of a bun..."

Because he was so angry, Zuo Lingquan didn't think carefully before saying this, opened his mouth and walked out.

Naturally, the stocky girl wasn't angry about this. She laughed loudly and said to the ancestor:

"Did you hear that? He said you were ugly when you were a child, with bean sprouts on your head like a bun, hahaha..."

The ancestor looked calm and did not respond to this, but then the stocky girl became even more ruthless, obviously she had a lot of objections to this description!

The training process is painful, but that's what it takes to build your body, and the results of high-intensity torture are immediate.

Although Zuo Lingquan was unable to improve his realm, his battle experience with the stocky girl who knew everything, including enemy strategies and instinctive reactions, which must be accumulated in actual combat, has been greatly improved. It can be said that his realm has been solidified.

Lingye was cleaned up once, and he didn't dare to come to watch the battle after getting up. Perhaps he was afraid of being dragged over by his ancestors, so he didn't even dare to stay in the attic. In the name of handling official business, he didn't even go out of the boat door and hid. for three days.

Jingxun naturally couldn't bear to see her man in such miserable condition, but she didn't want to interrupt her practice, so she just watched silently from the window.

Three days seemed extremely long to Zuo Lingquan, but fortunately, it finally passed.

By the time the Hanging Pavilion appeared above the Thousand Miles of Spiritual Fields, it was already dusk three days later; it was impossible for the ancestor to stay by his side forever. After escorting Lord Peach Blossom to his home, he returned to Mount Yinheng.

Lord Peach Blossom is recuperating his body and has been in seclusion on the third floor. It is not yet known when he will come out, so he will stay in Peach Blossom Pond in the attic. If Zuo Lingquan wants to pick up Jiang Yi, he has to take a boat ride.

But before going to pick up Jiang Yi, he had to wait for Xie Qiutao to survive the disaster.

Xie Qiutao refined Kui Qian's divine power and successfully stepped into the gate of Youhuang. Before she woke up, the thunder disaster came as promised.

Thunder Tribulation is a monk who seizes power from the hands of heaven and earth, causing feedback from heaven and earth. He has to rely on his physical body to resist and survive. His body is tempered by the thunder, and he can completely master this power. If he cannot withstand it, he will be wiped out. Borrowing external forces can reduce the power of Thunder Tribulation and avoid life and death. Dao disappears, but if you borrow too much, your body will not be fully tempered and you will not be able to grasp the power of heaven and earth, and thunder disasters will continue to come.

Therefore, Xie Qiutao could not hide in the suspended attic to survive the disaster, so Shangguan Lingye moved her to the spiritual field and set up formations around her.

The small thunder tribulation that entered Youhuang was not too powerful, and with Xie Qiutao's physical strength, he successfully passed it without any surprises.

When the thunderclouds dispersed, the sky became dark.

On the snow-covered field, Xie Qiutao sat cross-legged, the mist surrounding him gradually entering his body, his breath gradually became stable, and he opened his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan was standing nearby with his sword in his arms. When he saw this, he came to him. He was thinking about it for a while, but he didn't know what words to start with.

Xie Qiutao's face is as fair as jade, without the small freckles of the past, but it also lacks the liveliness and a little bit of sadness.

She first raised her head and glanced at the north, then turned her gaze to Zuo Lingquan:

"You're back to Jiuzong...are you done with things in the north?"

"Yes. The gourd was broken, and there was nothing wrong with the mission, but those people ran away and didn't catch up."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while, sat down next to Xie Qiutao, put the sword flat on his knees, and smiled:

"Don't worry, your dad..."

"That's not my dad."

Xie Qiutao stopped sitting cross-legged and sat holding her knees:

"My Xie family has been responsible for eradicating demons and defending the Tao for generations. Although my father is the son-in-law, he is also a member of my Xie family. How could he be used by a foreign race? It must have been done by those evil heretics."

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "I think so."

"Even if my father is not strong-willed, my mother will not agree. My mother is a descendant of the Xie family, and the eldest daughter of a down-and-out family. She used to control my father and I very tightly. She often told us, If we dare to do something that goes against our ancestors' precepts, we will be sent away with our own hands; if one day she is weak-minded and goes astray, let us not be merciful. I thank my family for always being like this. We would rather die than give anything to her. The ancestors were smeared..."

Zuo Lingquan sighed softly, not knowing how to answer the question.

Xie Qiutao was cheerful by nature and did not want to feel sorry for herself in front of others. After muttering for a while, she slowly suppressed her emotions. The sadness on her face dissipated, revealing a smile and cheering herself up:

"Hee~ Mr. Zuo, you don't have to worry about me. I should be happy. I used to think that my parents were gone and would never be seen again. Now at least my body is still there and there is a chance to get them back."

The smile was sweet, although a little forced.

Zuo Lingquan nodded and showed a bright smile:

"Yeah, just think about it."

Xie Qiutao stood up, patted her skirt, and walked through the snow to the attic in the distance:

"What is there to think about? No matter what happens, we have to keep walking, right? Let's not talk about this anymore, where is my little turtle? Has it shown its head these days?"

"Heh... I should have shown my head when no one was around. I was always used as a cushion by Tuanzi. The little dragon turtle might not like it, so I hid under the bed last night, but unfortunately I was found by Tuanzi..."

"Tuanzi is still naughty... Where are you going next, Mr. Zuo?"

"It's almost the end of the year, and I'm going back to my hometown for the New Year. Miss Xie, do you want to come to my house?"

"Go to your house? I feel embarrassed."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm not going back alone. Lingye and the others are all here."

"They are all Mr. Zuo's girlfriends. , I followed her, if I was misunderstood... Oh~ It seems that I can't be misunderstood. I am a little girl, and I can't compare with Sister Shangguan. At most, I will be mistaken for a maid. "

"How could it be, can't I introduce it to you..."

"After the New Year? Mr. Zuo won't stay at home all the time? I still want to go to the north to take a look. I finally found some clues."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while, shook his head and smiled: "Let's see the situation after the New Year. I want to go to Posazhou in the north. There is a war there. Several familiar friends are there. I just don't know if they are there. The opportunity has passed."

"Posuozhou is in the northwest, quite far from my home. To go there, you have to cross Huajunzhou. If Master Zuo really goes there, I can be your guide. I'm not bragging, I'm very popular in Huajunzhou, I have acquaintances in all major sects, and I know countless fairies, all of whom are as beautiful as fairies!"

"Really? ... No, why mention fairies?"

"Introduce them to Master Zuo, isn't Master Zuo interested in them?"

"Hmm? Miss Xie, it seems that you have misunderstood me. I..."

"Don't worry, Sister Shangguan is not here, I Paying attention. What kind of girls does Mr. Zuo like? Tell me, I want to see if I know any of them. "

"Hey..."

"Don't be embarrassed, we are friends for life, what can't we talk about? In fact, I can see that Mr. Zuo likes those who are more mature and have outstanding figures and looks, right?"

"..."

"Hehe~ It seems that I guessed right."

"What do you mean by guessing right? I never marry people by appearance..."

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The sun sets, and two figures gradually walk away in the field...

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