The fairy is fierce

As the night deepened, it was time to turn off the lights in Qihuang Valley. Many disciples had already gone to bed, and only the disciples who were going to set off tomorrow were still in the main hall receiving instructions from their teachers.

In the stone room behind the waterfall, Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, practicing Qi seriously.

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Wu Qingwan, wearing a slim-fitting long skirt, sat next to Zuo Lingquan in the same posture.

This was not the first time the two had practiced together, but at this moment, it was obviously impossible to enter a state of concentration, and each of them was wandering in their minds.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, thinking about the jade slip and Wu Qingwan's "meaning".

And Wu Qingwan was also thinking about her own "meaning", because she was not sure either.

If it was just a simple dual cultivation method, she could have left it alone if she didn't have a suitable partner. Why would she commit herself to a man without any feelings just because she was greedy for that little bit of practice speed?

But this volume of skills is also suitable for Zuo Lingquan, and judging from his talent, he really needs it.

Wu Qingwan is over 40 years old and has no extravagant hopes of being in the immortal class; but Zuo Lingquan is only 17 and has a promising future. She has a suitable skills in her hand, which can help Zuo Lingquan, and she can only help him in this regard; if it was an ordinary skills, she would give it to him without hesitation, but why is this a dual cultivation skills...

Wu Qingwan is very conflicted.

She admits that she admires Zuo Lingquan's character and personality. The scene where Zuo Lingquan risked his life to save Wang Rui in Changqing Mountain and even talked back to her left a deep impression on her. She likes this kind of "swordsman" who is loyal and dares to sacrifice himself for the people around him; she also admires Zuo Lingquan's perseverance, talent, and appearance in her heart...

It can be said that in her eyes, Zuo Lingquan is almost perfect. Except for the occasional glance, there is no flaw at all - this is understandable, after all, he is still young.

If Zuo Lingquan was just a rich young man from another place, and came to Qihuang Valley to learn from him, Wu Qingwan was sure that he would do something ridiculous to keep the wealth within the family.

After all, they were both unmarried, and she admired everything about him, so why not go further? She was not a real master, but just older. Practicing Taoism did not care about age, and there were no rules that prohibited her from finding a Taoist partner.

But unfortunately, Wu Qingwan was unmarried, but Zuo Lingquan was not.

Zuo Lingquan was Jiang Yi's consort after all, and she was Jiang Yi's aunt. Even if they were not related by blood, the relationship still existed.

Wu Qingwan did not dare to think deeply about her inner thoughts. She should avoid such things rationally, be self-disciplined, and not be swayed by elusive little thoughts and go the wrong way.

But reason also told her that this method was most suitable for her and Zuo Lingquan, as if it was destined by heaven.

Especially after Cheng Jiujiang's aggressiveness today, the sect was in a precarious situation.

She knew that Zuo Lingquan would help her without giving up, and this volume of skills just happened to allow the two of them to improve their cultivation to deal with the upcoming storm.

If she kept it hidden and waited until the sect was doomed, or delayed each other's cultivation, wouldn't she regret it for the rest of her life?

Wu Qingwan didn't know how to choose at all, and felt that it would be a mistake to take any path. So she simply lay down and didn't choose, and gave the skills to Zuo Lingquan, letting him make his own decision.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to cultivate her, and no matter what she thought in her heart, whether she was affectionate or ruthless, she could find a legitimate excuse to convince herself and accept it.

Whether she accepted it out of necessity or willingly, she didn't have to consider it. At least the result was acceptable to both parties, and it would have immeasurable benefits for Zuo Lingquan, her, and even Jiang Yi in the future.

But she didn't expect that Zuo Lingquan, who looked extremely intelligent, was actually a blockhead...

When Wu Qingwan sat cross-legged, she took a breath and exhaled slightly, not knowing how to describe her current situation.

She had already taken out the technique, but Zuo Lingquan pretended to be confused and kept testing her intentions.

If she dared to figure out her intentions, would she still give the initiative to Zuo Lingquan?

She just didn't dare to think deeply about her motives, so she let Zuo Lingquan make the decision.

Now Zuo Lingquan pretended to be confused with the knowledge in his heart, and he couldn't even find an excuse of "for the sake of the great way, I had no choice"; as an elder and a teacher, she couldn't take the initiative to say these words.

Since Zuo Lingquan didn't take the initiative, Wu Qingwan didn't want to waste her energy - anyway, Zuo Lingquan didn't want this great opportunity, which meant that his intentions were very upright, and it wasn't a bad thing; she didn't have to take the risk of doing stupid things, without this technique, the sect crisis would still have to be solved.

That's it, whatever you want...

Wu Qingwan's thoughts were all over the place, and she didn't know how long it lasted. Suddenly, a rumbling thunder sounded outside the cave.

Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, with only a few thin clouds. It was obviously a bit strange to suddenly thunder.

Wu Qingwan also noticed it, opened her eyes, looked outside, and asked in confusion:

"It's a sunny day, why is there thunder?"

Zuo Lingquan was not in meditation either. He had already stood up and walked outside the cave. He looked up and saw the moon above the Qihuang Valley, but in the distance, a large dark cloud appeared, with lightning flashing, and it seemed that it was raining heavily.

"It seems to be raining heavily in the capital."

Yin and Yang rain is not a rare phenomenon, but it is rare to happen so suddenly without any signs.

After taking a few glances, Wu Qingwan shook her head and said, "Ordinary people can't figure out God's temper."

Zuo Lingquan felt that the rain came too suddenly. Anyway, he was a little confused today and couldn't meditate, so he simply said:

"Senior Wu, I haven't been back to the capital for some time. I just went back to take a look and come back tomorrow."

Wu Qingwan had no objection to this. After thinking for a while, she said:

"Remember to visit Jiang Yi on the way. By the way, sell her something. Didn't you buy a flower carp last time? I think it's quite suitable for Jiang Yi. You buy her one. I think she will like it."

"Uh..."

Zuo Lingquan's mind was a little confused, and it was even more confused at this time. After nodding, he went down the stairs alone.

Wu Qingwan sat cross-legged again, but she couldn't calm down. After a long silence, she rubbed her eyebrows weakly...

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Thunders rolled over Donghua City, and bean-sized raindrops poured down. From a distance, it looked like someone had pierced the Milky Way and was pouring down a flood.

Zuo Lingquan rode a big black horse and galloped for more than 30 miles. In less than two quarters of an hour, he arrived at the outskirts of the capital. As soon as he rushed into the rain curtain, he was soaked by the rain and couldn't open his eyes.

There was no one on the official road. Even the city gate guards hid in the city gate hole, watching the inexplicable rainstorm.

Entering the capital from the city gate, the location was just outside Linhefang.

Zuo Lingquan thought that there should be no one on the street in such a heavy rain. He looked up and found that under the eaves of the street, there were densely packed men, women, old and young, holding some property in their arms. Some people were still kneeling on the ground, shouting something like: "God, open your eyes."

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. He walked forward for only a few steps in the heavy rain, and found that the roofs of the houses behind the square wall had traces of charring and burning, and some houses were still emitting green smoke under the rain curtain.

There were more than one or two houses with traces of burning. At a glance, it seemed that the entire Linhefang and even the surrounding areas had been burned. Fortunately, the fire was not very serious. It should be that the sudden rainstorm put out the fire.

Zuo Lingquan was slightly startled and quickly turned his horse's head and headed towards the Tang family wine shop.

Many people also gathered on the riverside street, and officials braved the rain to put out some remaining fires.

Zuo Lingquan rode to the outside of the Tang family tavern, but saw that the door of the tavern was closed, there were traces of fire on the windows, and the original wine banner had turned into a charred cloth strip.

"Sister Tang?"

Zuo Lingquan flew up without getting off the horse, and jumped directly onto the roof of the tavern, looking at the backyard from the ridge - the backyard was also in a mess, the kitchen and the bedroom in the west wing were the most seriously damaged, and the windows had been burned.

Zuo Lingquan's face turned pale, and he jumped off the roof. Just as he was about to run into the bedroom to check, he suddenly heard a "wa——" cry from under the big osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard.

The cry was extremely sad, with a bit of hoarseness and trembling.

It was as if he had been suppressed for too long and dared not make a sound, and suddenly saw a life-saving straw, and his heartstrings were instantly relaxed.

Although the cry was very sad and hoarse, Zuo Lingquan still recognized it as Tang Jingyan's voice.

He quickly looked at Tang Jingxun, who was soaked under the osmanthus tree. Her face was wet with tears and she was crying. She opened the thin blanket wrapped around her body, stood up and ran over, grabbing his sleeve directly. There was no blood on her face, and she was trembling all over. She couldn't stand at all and sat down on the ground.

"Woo woo..."

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly held Tang Jingxun's shoulders with his hands, but his hands felt wet. With the help of the lightning, he found that Tang Jingxun was only wearing a white shirt and pajamas.

The white shirt was thin to begin with, and it was almost transparent to the skin after being drenched by the heavy rain for a long time. The light yellow bellyband under the shirt could be clearly seen.

The white pajamas were not much better. They were tightly stuck to the body and almost transparent, showing the outline of the camel toe.

Zuo Lingquan had no time to think about anything else. After a quick glance, he quickly took off his outer robe, wrapped it around Tang Jingxun, and comforted her softly:

"Sister Tang, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay..."

"Woo woo... Xiao Zuo..."

Tang Jingxun was meditating just now. When she was awakened by thunder and noticed the fire, her boudoir was already a sea of ​​fire. She was so scared at the time that she relied on instinct to rush out of the fire with her quilt on her head.

At this time, she was tightly holding Zuo Lingquan's sleeves, sobbing and even unable to speak clearly, obviously she had not come back to her senses.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Tang Jingxun had experienced a fire when she was just born, which almost burned the entire Linhefang and killed many people. Her mother was also frightened in the fire and indirectly died.

The people of Linhefang, even after more than 20 years, still have lingering fears about the fire. It is not surprising that Tang Jingxun was frightened like this.

At this time, Zuo Lingquan could only support Tang Jingxun and let her hide under the eaves of the main house that had not been burned. He wrapped her tightly with his robe and comforted her softly:

"It's okay, it's okay. It's raining heavily. The fire has been put out..."

"Chiji--"

While Zuo Lingquan was speaking, he hadn't wrapped his robe tightly yet, and suddenly heard a bird chirping from under Tang Jingxun's collar.

He looked down and found that there was movement inside Tang Jingxun's bellyband, and then a black coal ball came out from the collar of her small clothes. The white fluff on her head and chest was almost burned away by the fire. She looked thinner...

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