The fairy is fierce

The majestic city stands among the colorful clouds. There is a waterfall below the city, which flows into the surging river under the cliff. Through the water light and white mist, the sculpture of the Emperor of Heaven on the cliff can be seen. ♦♗  ♦♦

The suspended corridor bridge passes through the waterfall falling from the sky and leads to an inconspicuous stone cave on the cliff.

Xun Mingzhang, with a slightly pale face, walked slowly across the corridor bridge, with a worried look between his eyebrows, and whispered to the man next to him:

"The situation in Posazhou is not optimistic. Zuo Lingquan and even the body of the female warrior in Dongzhou should be in Shuanghua City. In my opinion, these two people are more difficult to deal with than Huang Yuhe..."

Next to Xun Mingzhang is a middle-aged man with a cold face. There is a purple sheathed long sword hanging from his waist. There is a round bead of yin and yang fish shaped like an eye on the blade guard. It sways from side to side like a living thing, and seems to be listening to the words.

The man's name is Gu Chen, the master of the Guardian God Temple, the third in command of the human immortal family in Kuibingzhou. If the monsters are not counted, he is also the number one martial artist in Kuibingzhou, and his status is higher than Xun Mingzhang.

Gu Chen was slightly displeased when he heard the word "Valkyrie of East Continent".

Xun Mingzhang understood the reason.

Gu Chen is the ancestor of the Guardian God Temple, and the Guardian God Temple naturally worships the Lord of the West, the Guardian God.

The Guardian God Temple is an immortal family that has been passed down from ancient times to the present. It has been rooted in Kuibingzhou. Thanks to the blessing of the Guardian God, it was still a leading sect of martial arts in ancient times.

But the immortals in the world have their glory and their bad luck.

Three thousand years ago, a secular sword manor near the Guardian God Temple cast a sword. When the sword was completed, a stream of light descended from the sky and landed on the sword.

Because of the loud noise, the Guardian God Temple naturally discovered it and saw that this sword was not an ordinary item. After taking it back, they were very happy, but unfortunately, no one in the whole sect could pull out the sword.

Gu Chen was still the young master at that time, and his talent was unique among the people of Kui Bingzhou. He thought that this sword was specially given to him by the gods, and he practiced swordsmanship for many years.

Until one day, a girl came from the south, sneaked into the Guardian God Temple, stole the sword and ran away.

When the ancestor of the Guardian God Temple found out, he naturally wanted to stop her. As a result, in the last battle of his life, he saw the most dazzling brilliance in the world.

I won’t go into too much detail about who that woman was. Anyway, this incident dealt a heavy blow to the Guardian God Temple, which had worshipped the White Tiger for thousands of years; although the status of the sect was not greatly affected, the spirit of "being favored by the God of Killing" was gone, and it slowly began to go downhill.

As the successor, Gu Chen was very promising and raised the status of the Guardian Temple to its current position, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not reverse the fact that he was abandoned by the Guardian God.

Before the Valkyrie became an immortal, Gu Chen tried to snatch the Heavenly Official Sword, but was almost beaten to death. Later, the Valkyrie became a Valkyrie, so he had to grit his teeth and admit it.

In Xun Mingzhang's opinion, the Guardian Temple could only blame its bad luck.

The gods bestowed opportunities on mortals, usually on their own territory. For example, when the Azure Dragon bestowed opportunities, it was placed on the peach tree with a breath. The world was theirs, so they didn't care which mortal this piece of land belonged to.

From the final result, the Heavenly Official Sword was given to the Valkyrie, and it didn't fall directly into the warehouse of the Guardian Temple, but in the secular sword store, which was already a reminder to them that this sword did not belong to the Guardian Temple.

But the Guardian Temple has worshipped the White Tiger for thousands of years. According to the human race's thinking, this sword should be given to their group of believers; even if this didn't happen, the thing fell on their territory, according to the rule of first come first served, it should be theirs. How can people accept it calmly if it is taken away by an outsider?

Xun Mingzhang came to Tiandi City with the demon sword Gu Chen at this time, which was also related to this matter.

Xun Mingzhang fought outside Shuanghua City, and after reviewing it, he felt that the strange long sword with killing power was the Tianguan Sword in the hands of the Valkyrie.

And this sword was in Zuo Lingquan's hands at this time, and the Valkyrie couldn't get away in Dongzhou. After Gu Chen learned the news, he naturally had some thoughts.

What Xun Mingzhang said at this time was to persuade Gu Chen not to underestimate the enemy. He thought that Zuo Lingquan was a junior and the Valkyrie came to the world through a shell, so he didn't take the two seriously.

But as a strong man who had been beaten by the Valkyrie but survived, Demon Sword Gu Chen really didn't believe this and responded:

"You are good at the five elements of fire, and you were defeated because of the opponent's talent. If you really let go, would you be afraid of a few jade-level juniors?"

This is reasonable. As a sorcerer, Xun Mingzhang would not be so passive that day if he used fire magic to fight the enemy; and martial arts practitioners are much purer, just competing for who is stronger in combat power, there is no such thing as talent or method restraint.

Xun Mingzhang knew the background of Demon Sword Gu Chen, and didn't say much extra nonsense, just said:

"Put the overall situation first, let's see what the ancestor Shang means first."

Gu Chen pressed the handle of the knife, and walked into the cave under the city side by side with Xun Mingzhang. After walking about half a mile and going deep underground, a huge magma lake appeared in front of them.

The underground is not a natural cave, but a carefully crafted refining room, which is several miles in radius. The surrounding walls and even the dome are all kinds of immortal instruments and array patterns. The magma lake with purple-red flames in the center is the refining furnace that uses the earth as a furnace.

The temperature in the underground refining room is extremely high. Mortals would probably turn into ashes before they enter. There are no outsiders inside, only an old man in a purple robe, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the magma lake. He looks unremarkable, like an old craftsman taking a break from work, but his torch-like eyes seem to be able to see through the world and melt everything, making people dare not look directly at him.

The old man who can sit here is naturally the Immortal Lord Shang Yin, one of the ten most powerful people in Jiuzhou, one of the four leaders of the Youying alien race, and the actual controller of Kui Bingzhou.

There are two Immortal Lords in Kui Bingzhou. Logically speaking, there is no distinction between them in terms of status. However, regardless of whether they are human or demon, the status of the weapon refiner is transcendent in the world. The demon clan also has to refine weapons. Youqiu is naturally half a head shorter than a human. This Although it is not the main reason, it is indeed one of the reasons why the demon clan is willing to listen to the orders of the human race.

There was mist condensing in front of Shang Yin, showing a picture.

Xun Mingzhang walked closer and saw that the picture was an extremely complex array, with words echoing inside:

"Master, this is the new formation Wu Zunyi added today. My disciple's eyes were dazzled because he just didn't understand what it was for..."

The person who spoke should be Zhang Hui, the monk who was sitting on the tide beach. Xun Mingzhang was very familiar with him. The robe he wore was made by Zhang Hui. It was said to be invulnerable to all kinds of magic, but it turned out to be useless and was stabbed to pieces by the Valkyrie.

When Shang Yin saw the two people coming, he didn't look back and said directly:

"Ming Zhang, can you see the secret behind this picture?"

Xun Mingzhang walked closer, frowned and carefully observed the formation pictures, and nodded slightly:

"It's wonderful. This formation diagram deserves to be described as ingenious. However, the key points are still a bit unclear to me. I hope Senior Shang can give me some advice."

Shang Yin shook his head: "That means I don't understand it at all. It's not surprising. Apart from me, there is probably only the second person in the world who can see through the intricacies of this formation."

Demon Sword Gu Chen is a martial arts cultivator. Even Xun Mingzhang saw something lonely. Naturally, he had no idea and asked:

"What is this formation diagram for?"

"This is just a part of the weapon refining map. Looking at the structure, there are shadows of the spirit summoning array. It should be used to communicate with the gods and earth, but the structure is much more sophisticated than the spirit summoning array..."

Shang Yin is a weapon refiner, and a common problem among weapon refiners is that they are more interested in strange and clever things than others.

Shang Yin didn't care whether the two of them understood or not. He talked about the beauty of the array diagram for a long time before he stopped talking and turned around:

"Gu Chen, did you come here to ask for orders to take charge of Posuzhou instead of Ming Zhang?"

Demon Sword Gu Chen nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Xun was injured by the Heavenly Official Divine Sword. It will be difficult for him to take charge of the overall situation in a short period of time. Whisso Continent cannot really fall into the hands of Hua Jun Continent..."

Shang Yin raised his hand slightly to stop Gu Chen's words:

"I have sent Shang Qi there. The war in Posu Island can be delayed slowly. The southeast is still the main focus at the moment. Others have already set off with Mei Jinshui. I have to keep an eye on it to prevent any unexpected events. I have no time to deal with it. "Xanshi, if you leave again, Ming Zhang and the others will not be able to control the situation, so just stay in the sect for the next few years."

Although the humans and monsters in Kui Bingzhou are currently in alliance, the eternal hatred of the weak and the strong will never be erased. For example, Xun Mingzhang never regarded Xuan Ye as one of his own. Once there was no strong person to suppress him, civil strife would inevitably occur.

Although Gu Chen wanted to get back his Tianguan Divine Sword, Shang Yin wouldn't let him go, so he couldn't say anything. He just complained a little:

"With Senior Shang's name here, Kui Bingzhou won't cause any trouble, so I'll just be an idler here."

Shang Yin shook his head at these words and raised his hand to indicate the formation diagram behind him:

"Don't talk too much. My disciple who is not a disciple has threatened to give me some trouble. I don't know what he is holding back. If you, the keeper, can't stop you and are beaten to the ground by my disciple, you will be in trouble. It’s a big loss.”

Gu Chen frowned when he heard this, while Xun Mingzhang said in confusion:

"Mr. Shang, you know that Wu Zunyi has evil intentions, but you still let him go through trouble?"

Shang Yin sighed softly: "You are not a weapon refiner, and you don't understand the pain of having no way to study and no friends to discuss. I am invincible in the art of weapon refining. I have seen all the methods in the world, and it is difficult to find one that can make me shine in front of me. Something bright.

"This is just like the sword god Huang Chao saw Zuo Lingquan. Huang Chao stood on the Juejian Cliff and stared at Zuo Lingquan for a long time like a resentful woman. Was he amazed by Zuo Lingquan's swordsmanship? No, he finally saw a Miaozi, who might sit down and explore the way of kendo with him, finally had living water in his almost numb heart, and was looking forward to it.

"This person has been invincible for too long, and he has this problem. Wu Zunyi, not only to deal with me, but even if he refines a magic weapon and beats me to death, I will have broadened my horizons before dying, and I will die without regrets."

Only those who are ranked as Immortals will understand these words. Xun Mingzhang could only nod thoughtfully, and then said after thinking about it:

"Zuo Lingquan should be in Posu Continent right now. As Patriarch Shang said, this son is very evil. Now he has reached the Jade level. If we let him grow wildly for a few more years, no one may be able to suppress him..."

"Zuo Lingquan is the Shangguan Yutang from three thousand years ago. This kind of freak is favored by the sky. If anyone gets in the way and gets into trouble, don't worry about it for now. When Dongzhou starts fighting, he will rush back and let Mei Jinshui deal with it. Can."

Xun Laomo thinks about it. Although they are in alliance with Beishouzhou, they are still the forces of two continents. Their relationship with Mei Jinshui is not as close as with the northwest demon clan; this kind of evil opponent can make Beishouzhou It takes manpower and material resources to deal with it, so there is no need to do it personally...——

A few days later.

Zuo Lingquan traveled day and night, traveling along the secular official road to the frontier fortress, driving and riding horses when there were many people, and carefully walking on foot when there were few people. It took him half a month to reach Jiugong Mountain.

Jiugong Mountain is a place name, not very famous in the secular world, but in the path of cultivation, it is a ferry and market with dense flow of immortals. The owner behind it is the Guardian Temple, which is famous for selling various rare minerals. The market is crowded no matter day or night.

Having come here, the scrutiny of the identity of the cultivators is naturally much less. As long as there is no flaw, basically no one will come to ask about their origins.

For the sake of insurance, Zuo Lingquan did not pretend to be a casual cultivator, but forged an identity card of a small sect he met on the road and hung it around his waist, pretending to purchase goods for the sect, and entered the market with three girls.

Like other low-level cultivators, Zuo Lingquan first found an inn in the market to stay, and then Miss Qiu and Jingyan, who were not good at getting information at the bottom, stayed behind, while he and Qiu Tao went out shopping together, looking for opportunities to enter the Cangsha Ancient River.

Cangsha Ancient River is a forbidden area. The foreign cultivators in the market all know where it is, but that's all. Not to mention trying to enter, even asking what is going on inside will attract attention.

Zuo Lingquan can only wander around the market, looking for clues in the words and deeds of the people passing by. This wandering lasted for three days, and the time came to the eighth day of September when Xuanye revealed that someone from Cangsha Ancient River would appear in Jiugong Mountain.

At noon, Zuo Lingquan walked on the street without a sword, just in a disciple's robe, his eyes wandering around the cultivators.

Xie Qiutao has rich experience in living at the bottom of the society, and her performance at this time is more natural. She stopped in front of the carpet on the street after walking a distance and bargained with the young cultivator. She looked like a little sister from a small sect who came out to go shopping.

Zuo Lingquan was not very good at using words to get information. He just followed as a bodyguard. When Qiutou was bargaining, he stood on the side of the road and observed passers-by. After watching for a while, he did not notice any suspicious pedestrians, but was attracted by a conversation not far away:

"... It's cold in the north, and the Yinhuang snake is scarce. It's hard to find a Yinhuang snake gallbladder of this quality. I just don't know how effective it is..."

"Don't worry about the efficacy of the medicine, it's very powerful. Two years ago, a young man came to buy it. He didn't ask how to use it, and he secretly swallowed it on the way back."

"Swallowed Yinhuang snake gallbladder? What was the result?"

"What else could it be? It took half a month for a fellow disciple to find him. He was alone in the ravine hugging a tree and fighting hard, like a woodpecker, dong dong dong..."

"Wow!"

...

Zuo Lingquan was naturally not attracted by this explosive story. Although there was, it was not the main reason that attracted his attention. It was the phrase "the north is cold".

Zuo Lingquan pretended to be attracted by the topic and slowly walked to the door of the medicine shop to watch. It can be seen that there is an old man inside. His realm should be in the middle and late stage of Youhuang, which is definitely not low in the market. The sign hanging around his waist is very unfamiliar. Through the understanding of these days, it doesn’t seem to be a sect of Kui Bingzhou.

As Zuo Lingquan expected, the owner of the pharmacy soon said:

"I heard that Beishuzhou does not produce Luhuang Snakes. What do fellow Taoists there usually use to nourish their bodies?"

The old man who bought medicinal herbs responded: "Suo Yanzi, the fairy grass brought by Mei Xianjun in the past is suitable for cultivation in high-altitude areas. The medicinal effect is not worse than that of Luhuang Snakes, but it grows too slowly..."

"Mei Xianjun is a female cultivator, and she still brings such things?"

"What you said is wrong. Doctors are kind-hearted. There is no saying that medicinal materials are high or low. You run a medicine shop, but you don’t have this awareness?"

"That’s right, I’m superficial. The immortal seems to have a high level of Taoism. Did he come all the way to Jiugong Mountain this time to find an opportunity?"

"No, I came here to bring a letter to fellow Taoists..."

...

The two people in the shop kept talking, and Zuo Lingquan listened carefully, trying to get valuable information from them.

But after listening for a while, he didn’t hear the key points, and his peripheral vision found something wrong.

Looking around, Qiu Tao, who was bargaining in front of the stall, didn't even say hello to him. She walked to the exit of the market and walked half a street away silently...——

A moment ago.

With a very cute smile, Xie Qiu Tao squatted on the street and bargained with the monks selling food to buy a turtle shell from the stall.

Xie Qiu Tao has a deep understanding of turtles. The little dragon turtle she picked up is still kept in Cui Yingying's attic. The turtle shell in front of her is very similar to hers. It's no surprise that they are of the same kind.

Spiritual beasts have places to live, and there must be a special blessing for such spiritual beasts nearby. Xie Qiu Tao's purchase of the turtle shell is secondary. What she wants to ask most is the origin of the turtle shell.

It's a pity that the monks selling food are also experts. They ask for a sky-high price and say nothing if they don't buy it. They are very stubborn.

Even if Xie Qiutao bought it, the information she got might be picked up casually, so she naturally couldn't waste money, so she kept arguing with the monk. Anyway, she and Zuo Lingquan had nothing else to do.

But Xie Qiutao didn't argue for long, and suddenly someone stopped by her side, then squatted down beside her, picked up the tortoise shell on the stall and looked at it carefully.

Xie Qiutao first glanced at Zuo Lingquan from the corner of her eyes, and saw him listening to the wall at the door of the medicine shop, only a few feet away, then she retracted her gaze and looked at the person next to her, and she was stunned.

The person next to her was a middle-aged man in a green robe, who looked more than 30 years old, with a bamboo flute inserted in his waist. His face was very unfamiliar, but this was not the point. The point was that there was a sign hanging next to the bamboo flute on his waist.

The sign was black all over and made of water jade. The front was a relief of a turtle and a snake, and the workmanship was exquisite. As for the back, although Xie Qiutao couldn't see it, she knew that it must be engraved with the word "Xuanwu" because she also had such a sign, which was a waist sign of Xuanwutai. ? !

When Xie Qiutao encountered an old thing in a foreign country, no matter how good his mind was, his mind was shocked and he felt lost for a moment.

"Fellow Taoist, how can I sell this turtle shell?"

"Eight hundred fairy money, no bargaining, this little fairy also wants to buy it. According to the rules, you two will discuss it, whoever bids the higher price will get it."

"Oh, girl, you want to buy this turtle shell too?...Girl?"

…

Xie Qiutao didn't listen to the noisy words at all. It wasn't until the middle-aged man shook his hand that she realized something strange about herself. She quickly calmed down and responded:

"I just took a look at it. Fellow Taoist, take it if you want."

"Oh, thank you very much."

The middle-aged man looked like he was not short of money. He took out eight gold-threaded baht and handed it to the vendor. He then got up and followed the team. There were about ten people in the group. There were men and women in uniform clothes. They looked like sect monks who were out to purchase supplies. .

Xie Qiutao knew something was wrong with her state. The tremor in her mind made it almost impossible for her to think. Her eyes lingered on the sign on the middle-aged man's waist, trying to convince herself that it was just a coincidence; but as the middle-aged man moved around, the word 'Xuanwu' on the back of the sign appeared. After being exposed, the pain and anger of wandering alone for many years could no longer be suppressed, and the footsteps followed involuntarily.

Fortunately, not far away, Xie Qiutao's wrist was held by a warm hand, and soft words came from beside him:

"Junior sister, don't call me when you go back after shopping. If master knows that you go home alone, he will scold me again..."

Xie Qiutao regained consciousness for a moment, and turned around to see Zuo Lingquan standing next to her with a smile on her face, but looking at her with doubts.

"Senior brother..."

After Xie Qiutao murmured two words, it was difficult to formulate any more words. She secretly took out her waist card, put it into Zuo Lingquan's hand, and then continued to walk forward.

Zuo Lingquan calmly sensed the waist badge, his eyes naturally fell on the waist of the middle-aged man in front, and he was stunned for a moment...