The fairy is fierce

At dusk, the setting sun shines on the dangerous peaks rising from the ground. A golden waterfall falls straight from the sea of ​​clouds, rushes into the sea at the foot of the mountain and turns into the Jianjiang River.

The buildings on both sides of the river stretch to the horizon. Male and female swordsmen from all over Jiuzhou gather here. Although you can't see the carefree figures wielding swords in the sky, you can feel the waves floating from everywhere when walking in the streets. The coming sword intent.

Zuo Lingquan had two swords hanging on his waist. He stepped onto the crowded port and looked up at the holy mountain at the end of his field of vision, which was regarded as the holy mountain among sword cultivators in the world. He originally wanted to write a poem about "ancient sword". The cold and gloomy weather brings thousands of autumns; the white light absorbs the sun and the moon, and the purple air exhausts the bullfighting and so on.

But at a glance, the towering Juejian Cliff, coupled with the two adjacent peaks below the sea of ​​clouds, looks like a sword pointing to the sky... the 'root of the earth' from a distance.

Such a dirty adjective suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Zuo Lingquan stop the idea of ​​reciting poems. This soul full of bad taste really did not dare to blaspheme the sages in the memory of his previous life.

So Zuo Lingquan stood on the shore, raised his right hand slightly and pondered for a moment, and then said only one sentence:

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"This mountain is so high."

Xie Qiutao, who was wearing a small underskirt, carried an iron pipa on her back, and held a dumpling looking around in her arms. She was eagerly waiting for Zuo Lingquan to "make a big splash". When he said such a sentence, he naturally lost interest:

"Mr. Zuo, when I saw you looking like this, I thought you were going to recite poetry to make a statement."

Although Zuo Lingquan was already able to move freely, Tang Jingxuan still held her husband's arm. When she heard Taotao's ridicule, she said:

"Don't all scholars say, 'Articles are made by nature, and a good hand can accidentally find them.' It's normal for Xiao Zuo to be unable to hold it back. How about you sing a song?"

Xie Qiutao was not good at reciting poems and writing poems impromptu, but he was naturally eccentric and knew a little bit about everything. How could he get stage fright when asked, so he thought about it and said:

"When I first got here, I didn't realize much yet, but the last time we took a trip to Turtle Island, I got my first masterpiece in my free time..."

Xie Qiutao said it in a decent way, and Zuo Lingquan really became interested:

"Oh? Tell me."

Xie Qiutao chuckled and looked like she was planning something:

"Hmm... A turtle is a hundred feet long, and its shell is bigger than a mountain. One day, it turns over, with its legs facing the sky and its shell facing down! How about that?"

"grumble!"

Tuanzi is astonished! I nodded like a peck of rice, I thought this poem was very domineering!

Zuo Lingquan's literary talent is almost non-existent. He may not even be able to write this kind of limerick, so he naturally showed admiration:

"Not bad, not bad. Hmm... when the dumplings grow up, we can change it to 'A tuantu is a hundred feet long, and its head is bigger than a mountain. One day it will turn over..."

Momentarily stuck.

Xie Qiutao smiled and continued: "Jingxun saw him hanging and beating."

"grumble?!"

"hehe……"

…

In order to keep a low profile, Lord Peach Blossom had already put away the hanging attic outside, and several people came here by boat together.

At this time, Lord Peach Blossom dressed up as an ordinary female cultivator and walked down from the boat. Seeing the three people chatting happily, she said:

"I'm going to get together with my Taoist friends from Juejian Cliff and find out what the old sword god has to say. You guys go shopping in the market first, lest those sword madmen come to block the door and prevent Zuo Lingquan from leaving as soon as he passes by.

Zuo Lingquan is not afraid of anyone in the world when it comes to swordsmanship, not even the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect. Naturally, he is not afraid of various sword cultivators coming to find trouble.

However, Zuo Lingquan was not idle enough to look for trouble and went to suppress Juejianya. Lord Peach Blossom said this and he nodded naturally.

After Lord Peach Blossom finished speaking, he walked into the market and headed towards Juejian Cliff at the end of his field of vision.

Zuo Lingquan had just arrived and was very interested in all kinds of things on the street. He followed the tour guide Miss Taotao and wandered around various famous places.

Swordsmanship is a branch of martial arts. It can be regarded as the product of martial arts going to extremes. Most of those who dare to take this path have a "who else would you rather me" character. They have a strong murderous spirit and will encounter unpleasant things. Fights are all too common.

On both sides of the Jianjiang River outside Juejian Cliff is the Fairy Market where monks gather. It is also one of the few places that does not restrict private fights between monks. However, the iron rule that no killing remains unchanged.

The sword cultivator who traveled thousands of miles to come here, firstly, admired the illustrious reputation of the 'Old Sword God', and secondly, he wanted to make a name for himself.

Just like if Dongzhou sword cultivator wants to become famous, the easiest way is to go to Jianhuang City to carve words, if he wants to leave his footprints in Jiuzhou Kendo, the most direct way is to fight outside Juejian Cliff.

If one's swordsmanship is outstanding and alarms the old swordsman, and one comment is given, even a comment like 'what the hell' is enough for the swordsman to brag for a lifetime.

Xie Qiutao walked among the sword cultivators who were as dense as locusts, introducing the small squares on the street, the entrances of wine shops, etc. There was not much scenery, but most of them still had ancient sword marks. These places were once famous for some tyrannical sword cultivators. place.

"...Chu Yi, the black cliff sword ghost, became famous in this wine shop. He drank too much and got into a quarrel with a swordsman from Nanyu Island. The two of them challenged each other to a duel. Chu Yi fell into a coma and got drunk. Sword, beat the opponent unconscious..."

"...Have you seen that archway? When Miss Qiu's father got married, she came to visit. Many sword cultivators from the Jue Sword Immortal Sect who admired the miss were not convinced and refused to let them in; it was not good for Qiu Da Sword Immortal to fight with her in-laws. Let your friend ask for advice. Who do you think that friend is?”

Zuo Lingquan was very interested in the past events of these masters and asked:

"who?"

"No name was mentioned at that time, but I guess it was the Sword Emperor City's 'Sword Thirteen', that is, Old Lu. Because the swordsmanship in the legend is similar to what I saw in Qilin Cave Heaven. Although Old Lu is now an old man who runs away almost as fast as me, he was very arrogant in the past, and he killed every one of his peers..."

"Really..."

When Zuo Lingquan heard about Old Lu, he couldn't help but think of the fifth brother who was wandering outside.

I don't know if the fifth brother has become the 'shame of the immortal king' from the two poles of the desolate mountains in the past few years; with the fifth brother's talent that shocked the world and made ghosts cry, he should be at the third level of Qi training now...

Tang Jingyan was not very interested in the affairs of the immortals. His eyes stayed on the female cultivators wearing swords in the market. After secretly observing for a long time, he came up to her and whispered:

"Xiao Zuo, have you noticed that women who use swords look colder and have flatter chests..."? ?

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes and didn't know how to comment.

Xie Qiutao quite agrees with this:

"The weapon characteristics of the sword predestines the sword user to focus on being graceful and flexible, which indirectly affects the body shape. Ninety percent of male sword cultivators are like Mr. Zuo, tall and slender, not big and strong; the same is true for female sword immortals, in addition to having slender limbs, the chest cannot be as big as Sister Wanwan!"

Xie Qiutao made a gesture of holding a watermelon: "It will cause the center of gravity to be unstable, and it will not be elegant to play with the sword..."

Tang Jingyan suddenly realized, but after thinking about it, he said:

"Qingwan used to use a sword?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly, leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"When Qingwan was in Qihuang Valley, she always wrapped her chest with cloth..."

"What about the princess?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to say that Jiang Yi was bad at swordsmanship, that little impact could be ignored, so he just smiled.

Tuanzi was listening with great interest. With the support of his experience of lying down, he spread his wings and gestured twice, and pointed to Xie Qiutao's collar:

"Jiji..."

The meaning was probably "Wanwan is a mansion, the princess is about the same age as Xiao Taotao, it doesn't matter..."

Xie Qiutao saw what Tuanzi meant, her face turned red, and she snorted:

"Just now I was going to find a place to eat. There is a 'Jianjiang Grilled Fish' in front. It is said that the old sword god has eaten there, but I guess you don't want to eat, so let's forget it..."

"Jiji?"

Tuanzi was stunned, even He was busy explaining against his conscience, probably saying:

"Taotao is still young, when she grows up, she will be almost the same as Wanwan..."

These messy chats were only in private. The three of them walked half a street while chatting and laughing, and came to the door of Bafangzhai here. They wanted to go in and listen to the recent events of the immortals. Suddenly, a figure appeared at the street corner in the distance, followed by a look that made people feel sharp...——

Hundreds of thousands of swordsmen gathered on both sides of the Jianjiang River. On the surface, it was calm, but in fact, undercurrents had been surging inside a few days ago.

The Juejian Xianzong is the leader of the swordsmanship in Huajunzhou and even Jiuzhou. It is known as the "Orthodox Sword School in the World". This honor is not exaggerated, but has real qualifications. If we don't talk about good and evil, two of the ten people on the top of the mountain in the world come from Juejian Cliff. This alone is enough to make all the sects in ancient and modern times ashamed.

As a sect that is the leader of swordsmanship, it will naturally be noticed by all the cultivators in the world. It can be said that for any incident in swordsmanship, outsiders will ask about Juejianya's opinion or countermeasures.

After Zuo Lingquan crossed Luojian Mountain alone and became famous in Huajunzhou, the Sword Sect of Huajunzhou has already set its sights on Juejianya.

Some of them want to watch the excitement and want to see Zuo Lingquan cross Luojian Mountain alone; some feel that Huajunzhou was stepped on by the swordsman of Dongzhou, and they are not convinced, and want Juejianya to come out and suppress Dongzhou's arrogance.

Recently, Shi Erlang was called "little sword demon", which is the result of the outside sects deliberately "adding fuel to the fire"; in addition to this, there are also people who say "Juejianya is not as good as before" and "Sword Emperor City may stand side by side with Juejianya in the future", etc., all of which are aimed at adding fuel to the fire and wanting Juejianya to come out and fight with the young man who came out of Dongzhou.

In fact, even if the outside cultivators don't add fuel to the fire, this fight must be fought.

Sword Sect's sword fighting is equivalent to academic exchange; there are only two reasons why the younger generation does not arrange for them to fight when they come to their own sect. One is that they do not think highly of the other party's swordsmanship, and the other is that they are afraid of fighting and are afraid of being embarrassed.

The Sect Master's wife Zhao Linglong knew that if Zuo Lingquan came, if she did not arrange, the sword-cultivating disciples in the sect would go up and cause trouble, so she secretly arranged for Shi Erlang to prepare.

Shi Erlang and Zuo Lingquan are at the same level, both can use the sword, and even their sword-cultivating concepts are similar. The only difference is that they are 20 years older. This difference is equivalent to nothing in the way of cultivation. They are equal opponents. If they fight, no one will think that the Juejianxian Sect guest is bullying the master, or look down on Zuo Lingquan.

As for winning or losing, Shi Erlang would be the best if he wins, and he will become famous all over the world directly, taking away the "reputation" that Zuo Lingquan had won in the early stage, and Zuo Lingquan will not be ruined.

If Zuo Lingquan wins, as long as Twelve Lang doesn't lose too badly, the Juejian Immortal Sect will hardly be affected. It can be said that it is a good thing to prove that Juejian Cliff has a "strong foundation and many talented people". After all, not every sect can pick out an opponent of the same generation who is on par with Zuo Lingquan.

Since it has been decided to fight, Zhao Linglong will naturally make a big fuss for the sake of the sect's reputation.

After confirming that Zuo Lingquan will come to Juejian Cliff, she has secretly released gossip to build momentum for this "strongest middleweight showdown".

There have always been many cultivators on both sides of Jianjiang, but the quality has obviously improved in recent days. The permanent representatives of the major sword sects are waiting and watching nearby; there are also many wandering immortals or wealthy people from non-sword sects.

For example, on the second floor of Bafangzhai, Bao Xiangyang, the Eight-Armed Xuanmen, came to the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect early in the name of "official business trip", waiting to see his idol come to play in the gym. He did not forget his friends' instructions and fought. "Flower in the Mirror" was broadcast to Chu Yi, the Black Cliff Sword Ghost on the east coast, and Huang Ji from Qianxing Island at sea.

Chu Yi, the black cliff sword ghost, had already regarded Zuo Lingquan as a god after the battle at Luojian Mountain. He was sitting in the old tea shop and was analyzing carefully:

"...'Sword One' is a sure-kill technique with one sword. Both parties are human and in the same realm. Without the protection of the treasure, the chance of winning is still 50-50 no matter how powerful it is. However, the sword demon's character should be more stable than Twelve Lang's , the sword demon was only in a trance after drinking my tea. Twelve Lang has never drank it, but I think he will not surpass Lu Jianchen. Although he is also a rare swordsman prodigy, if you compare like this, the gap is too big..."

Bao Xiangyang is a martial arts practitioner. Martial arts and swordsmanship are in the same line. He is also quite insightful. He shook his head and said:

"Twelve Lang is over forty years old. If the sword demon is really Zuo Lingquan from Dongzhou, he should be less than thirty years old. Even if they are in the same realm, the difference in experience of ten years is enough to affect the outcome..."

Experience is considered soft power. To put it simply, it is knowledge.

Martial arts means that the more you fight, the more experience you gain, and you develop the fighting instinct to deal with various emergencies. If both parties have accumulated experience in fighting since childhood, the older party will definitely have an advantage when their combat capabilities are equal.

However, experience can be compensated by 'comprehension'. Some people only have a good memory after fighting ten times. Some people develop a lifelong fighting instinct after fighting once. Therefore, the two discussed this duel for a long time and felt that the winning rate was ' Between seven and three'.

As for the other monks on the top of the mountain, their estimated chances of winning were '50 to 50'.

On the towering Juejian Cliff, there is a welcoming pavilion with a bird's eye view of both sides of the Jianjiang River.

Lord Peach Blossom just stopped and realized something was wrong when he saw Zhao Linglong and the sword-wielding elder Mu Shanyun coming out to greet him.

It stands to reason that when receiving a female cultivator on the top of the mountain, it is the highest etiquette for the master's wife to come out. The master can also come out with her. How can there be any reason for the sword-wielding elder to accompany the master's wife to receive her? Isn't this misleading?

The duty of the sword-holding elder is destined to be inseparable from fighting and killing as long as he shows up.

Lord Peach Blossom is not a stupid fool who has no brainers. As an ancestor of the sect, he knows the ways of the Xian family sect very well. She knew that when the sword-wielding elder Mu Shanyun came out, he must be preparing to greet her and arrange a fight between his apprentice and the junior she had kissed.

As expected, Zhao Linglong couldn't say more than a few words, so she asked where Zuo Lingquan was.

Lord Peach Blossom has not completely cured Zuo Lingquan, so he must stop this kind of thing, and said:

"Ling Quan had a conflict with Po Feng City at Desolate Bone Beach. He was injured and has not recovered yet. He is recuperating outside. If Miss Linglong wants to see him, I will call him over."

Mu Shanyun is the sword-wielding elder of the Juejian Immortal Sect, equivalent to the 'reserve ancestor' of Juejianya. His Taoism may not be as good as that of Dongzhou Sword Saint Jiang Chengjian, but his status in the swordsmanship cannot be underestimated. I really want to see my own Disciple Twelve Lang, who is stronger and weaker than the sword demon.

Hearing Lord Peach Blossom's words, Mu Shanyun showed regret:

"Well, I originally wanted my unlucky disciple to have a fight with Zuo Xiaoyou. From what Cui Daoyou said, it seems like we have to wait for a while."

Zhao Linglong calculated that this situation might happen and said with a smile:

"Sister Yingying's medical skills are the best in Dongzhou. It's not difficult to heal Zuo Xiaoyou. Taoist friends from all walks of life and disciples in the sect are all waiting eagerly. It would be a pity if Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't miss a trick or two when he comes. ”

Lord Peach Blossom does not lack confidence in Zuo Lingquan:

"That's natural. Coming all the way from Dongzhou, if you don't make a name for yourself in Juejian Cliff, wouldn't your trip be in vain?"

When Mu Shanyun heard this, he laughed: "Listening to Cui Daoist Fellow's tone, do you think Zuo Xiaoyou can definitely defeat my unlucky disciple?"

Otherwise?

Lord Peach Blossom blinked his eyes and smiled modestly:

"Well, as long as you can fight in front of Juejian Cliff, it is an honor for the swordsman. The outcome is not the same."

Zhao Linglong felt a little unsure about her father-in-law's elusive words, so she thought about it and said:

"I am in charge of domestic affairs and am not good at martial arts. Both of us are elders on the mountain. Who do you think has a better chance of winning in this battle?"

Mu Shanyun must have confidence in the disciples he taught, but he still said modestly:

"If you know how to use swordsmanship, the odds of winning under the same circumstances are naturally 50-50."

Lord Peach Blossom also said humbly: "Mu Jianxian is a master of swordsmanship, so his views are certainly correct... By the way, Ling Quan came here this time because he wanted to borrow your sect's sword washing pool..."

Zhao Linglong shook her head and sighed: "The Sword Washing Pond is the place where our ancestors practiced cultivation. My sister, I can't interfere..."

While he was talking, there was a sudden noise on both sides of the Jianjiang River outside the cliff.

The three people present were all experts at the top of the mountain. They noticed something strange and looked at a small street on the river bank.

Lord Peach Blossom glanced around and saw Zuo Lingquan and others outside Bafangzhai, and frowned:

"Sister Linglong, isn't this inappropriate for you?"

Zhao Linglong was also a little surprised and said with apologetic eyes:

"The disciples of the Sword Sect are all anxious. When they see Sister Yingying coming, they may take it upon themselves to find Little Friend Zuo. I will ask them to come back right now."

Mu Shanyun also felt that his apprentice was a little impatient and didn't even know to inform his master beforehand. He was about to ask Twelve Lang to come back and challenge him after he recovered from his injuries, but before he could say anything, he was stunned and turned into:

"Fellow Daoist Cui, you, a junior, are a little too crazy. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to speak."

Peach Blossom Lord faintly heard the words "Let your master come", and his expression turned speechless...