The fairy is fierce

In the early morning, the golden morning light in the east shines on the pavilions and towers in the valley. Thousands of disciples come out of the houses one after another and start to work on their respective duties.

The stone door behind the waterfall opens. Zuo Lingquan, wearing a black robe, faces the golden morning light in the distance, stretches his arms and feels that his bones are lighter.

The past month has been the longest period of peace since Zuo Lingquan came to Beijing. There are only a few things that happened. Most of the time, he was used as a furnace by Wanwan.

Since he was blindfolded and beaten in the stone room last time, he really didn't move. Wu Qingwan seemed to have found a "good way". In the subsequent practice, he was blindfolded and not allowed to move, and then he did it himself.

Zuo Lingquan may never have dreamed that there is such a good thing!

Although Wu Qingwan's expression can't be seen, and Wu Qingwan doesn't say much, but the taste doesn't need to be described in words.

The benefits of this method are self-evident. The "Qinglian Zhengjing" requires full commitment, and it is not a statement made up by Zuo Lingquan to deliberately torment Wu Qingwan. After Wu Qingwan blindfolded him, she was obviously much more relaxed, took the initiative in cultivation, and no longer resisted.

More importantly, Wu Qingwan was a little awkward at first, but after a few times, she quickly understood and knew how to twist her waist to save effort. After finding that he was very "obedient", her attitude towards him was even more friendly, and sometimes she would ask, "Lingquan, are you tired? Do you want to take a break?"

Facing such a sensible and smart Wanwan, Zuo Lingquan naturally would not point it out. He lay down honestly and was cultivated. He didn't move if he was told not to move, and only felt it with his heart.

Although this method allowed Wu Qingwan to relax her mentality and practice seriously, it also had its shortcomings.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't move or speak, and couldn't get started or speak; the two lacked communication, and the emotional progress stagnated. Whenever the covering on his face was removed, Wu Qingwan turned back into the dignified and elegant Aunt Wu, no different from the past.

But this little flaw was insignificant compared to Wanwan's self-taught success. After all, feelings can be cultivated slowly, and even if he was willing to teach Wanwan, she would definitely not learn the technology.

After practicing more than ten times in tacit cooperation, the effect of the heavenly level technique and the stone chamber with rich spiritual energy was naturally not small.

Wu Qingwan was stuck at the threshold of Linggu for several years. In addition to the low grade of the technique, there was also the knot caused by the accident of her master Yue Pingyang. After a month of serious practice, she finally opened the "Lieque Point" last night and officially entered Linggu.

Zuo Lingquan had just entered the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Although he had already established a firm foothold, he was definitely not as fast as Wu Qingwan in breaking through the mirror. At present, he has not found the opportunity to break through, but the true qi in his body has been replenished for a long time, and he is also trying to break through the "Lieque Point".

Apart from practicing, there were not many other things.

Linhefang began to be rebuilt under the leadership of the court. Zuo Lingquan called his third uncle Zuo Hanchou and arranged for the housekeeper to repair Tang Jingxun's shop. During this period, people from the Chen family came to talk several times, but the higher the official, the more powerful he was, so there was no conflict in the end.

Tang Jingxun stayed in Qihuang Valley temporarily, and he asked him to take him back to see it several times, but the houses that were burned had to be demolished and rebuilt. It took a month to repair them. Tang Jingxun went there several times and stopped visiting the class. He was seriously trained in Qihuang Valley.

Tang Jingxun was extremely talented, at least in Zuo Lingquan's opinion. Although he had no foundation, he could understand it at once, and it was very worry-free to teach him. The only shortcoming was that he didn't want to learn swordsmanship. He felt that fighting and killing were not good. He would rather be forced to train physically and didn't want to touch weapons.

Zuo Lingquan did not force it. After all, cultivation is for "immortality" rather than "killing". Immortality is the main thing, and combat power is the secondary thing. As long as you are willing to practice Qi seriously and exercise your physique, it is no big deal if you don't know martial arts. He also doesn't want Tang Jingyan to get involved in fighting.

And Jiang Yi knew that he and Wu Qingwan were preparing to deal with Fuqi Mountain these days, so she didn't come to disturb him.

Zuo Lingquan hadn't seen Jiang Yi for many days, so he naturally missed her a little, but cultivation was important during this period, and talking about love could only wait until this matter was over.

Zuo Lingquan stood outside the waterfall for a while, then turned back to the stone room.

In the stone room, cold white light illuminated every corner. Wu Qingwan, wearing a white cloud-patterned long skirt, sat cross-legged on the stone bed with a demure look, and was conscientiously stabilizing the newly opened Lieque acupoint.

In the not-so-large stone room, there was a smell that was hard to describe. There were still some water stains on the stone bed. A black eye mask was placed next to Wu Qingwan, which was sewn by Wu Qingwan herself.

Zuo Lingquan smiled, took up the blindfold, put it in the drawer beside the stone wall, then picked up the towel, wiped the stone bed clean, and did not forget to put the embroidered shoes on the floor in order.

Wu Qingwan did these things the last few times, and only let him take off the blindfold after everything was packed. But last night, Wu Qingwan suddenly broke through, and she only had time to put on her skirt and forgot all these.

After packing up the stone room, Zuo Lingquan sat down next to her and waited quietly until Wu Qingwan finished her training and calmed down.

"Senior Wu, how is it?"

Wu Qingwan opened her eyes, first looked at her clothes and surroundings, and found that everything was packed, she smiled softly:

"No problem, thank you for your hard work."

Zuo Lingquan was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly shook his head:

"I'm not tired, Senior Wu should be the one who is tired."

Wu Qingwan covered Zuo Lingquan's eyes, although it was like covering one's ears and stealing a bell, but the embarrassment in her heart was much less after all. At this time, her expression was gentle as usual, moving to the edge of the stone bed and hooking up the embroidered shoes with her toes.

Zuo Lingquan looked at her carefully, leaned over to pick up the boots, and helped put them on her fair feet.

In the past, Wu Qingwan always got up first, and this was the first time she was put on shoes. She shrank a little, but considering Zuo Lingquan's obedience in the past few days, she did not scold him, but just said softly:

"You are filial."

"Uh...it should be."

Zuo Lingquan put on the embroidered shoes carefully, and took a booklet and a brush from the table and handed them to Wu Qingwan.

The booklet is a notebook, used to record various feelings and experiences during the practice, the purpose is to remember all the details completely, so that it can be explained to Jiang Yi later.

Wu Qingwan took the book and glanced at Zuo Lingquan first:

"You didn't peek, did you?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't have the bad habit of peeking at diaries, so he shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, Senior Wu. I won't read it if you don't show it to me."

Wu Qingwan still trusted Zuo Lingquan's character. She didn't say much, opened the book, and wrote down:

March 27, sunny, breeze, in the stone chamber, from Xushi to Chenshi, the thirteenth practice...

Wu Qingwan raised her eyelids and narrowed her eyes when she wrote this.

Although Zuo Lingquan had never seen the record, based on his understanding of Wu Qingwan's style of doing things, he probably remembered how many times she practiced, how to twist her waist and lift her legs, and all kinds of feelings and "experiences". He must have remembered them carefully. He actually wanted to see how Wu Qingwan felt at that time and whether he was good or not.

Seeing that Wu Qingwan didn't let him read, Zuo Lingquan quickly turned his eyes away and walked out of the stone chamber:

"I'm going to go out for a walk. I'll take my leave first. Senior Wu, please write slowly."

"Hmph~"

Wu Qingwan was satisfied and continued to write the record of last night's practice...——

I feel that the transition between these three chapters is not satisfactory...

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