The fairy is fierce

The earth-shaking scene above the sky was just a small grudge for the ancestors of the immortal sect. →After a confrontation, the two immortal ancestors left one after another, but the traces they left did not disappear, and the impact on ordinary people was even more immeasurable.

The ancestor of Tiedu Mansion subdued the remnant soul of Jiufeng at the door of Jingluo Terrace, cut off the connection between Changqing Mountain and Huangshan, and damaged the root of Changqing Mountain. As compensation, he laid a spirit gathering array for Qihuang Valley. Although it was done casually, the ancestor of the Nine Sects was definitely not ordinary. He directly turned Qihuang Valley into a small blessed land, enough for a few cultivators in Youhuang Realm to practice in it.

The Lord of Huangshan was a step slower, but the first come first served thing made by heaven, it was difficult to snatch it back, and finally he could only accept this compensation, and also gave Qihuang Valley the "Immortal Crane Holding a Book" stone tablet, and incorporated Qihuang Valley into the lower sect of Jingluo Terrace. Perhaps because they found Qihuang Valley too weak, Jingluotai later sent an elder to serve as a teacher to help support Qihuang Valley on the right track.

The relationship between the lower sect and the upper sect is equivalent to a branch outside the sect. What they learn is the same as that of the upper sect. It is conceivable how many monks want to come to become disciples or gild themselves.

It was only a few days after the end of the storm, and several monks came from outside the pass on flying swords. It is estimated that there will be a large number of monks coming on foot later; the monks in the Great Dan Dynasty were even more excited, and within a few days, they squeezed the octagonal archway outside the Ten Mile Willow Forest. Even the ordinary weapons that the Nine Alliance Supreme borrowed that day have risen to a sky-high price.

In addition to cultivation, this incident also has a significant impact on the mortal world.

Qihuang Valley was established with the support of the ancestors of the Jiang family. Qihuang Valley became the lower branch of Jingluo Terrace. Naturally, the Jiang royal family also got a golden medal of immunity from death. As long as Qihuang Valley did not fall, the Jiang family would not fall. Even the Great Yan Dynasty, which had ignored this tiny place in previous years, had sent envoys to learn the news.

And Prime Minister Li Jingsi had been planning for many years to replace the Jiang family and change the dynasty. After this incident, the previous plan was naturally a waste of time.

Jiang Yi sat in the court. In the past, he could not control his ministers and dared not act rashly. Now that Qihuang Valley is backing him up, he can be said to have no scruples. He directly changed the blood of the civil and military officials in the court with a drastic cut. The kings, princes, generals and ministers who were in high positions and had power in the past did not even dare to fart under the vast power of heaven, and were removed from their official positions and sent back to their hometowns.

The original royalists rose to become the emperor's close ministers. Zuo Hanchou, the Minister of Rites, relied on his beautiful nephew to please the princess and was promoted to the position of prime minister by three levels. No one dared to say anything.

However, Zuo Lingquan, as a member of the common people, is still unaware of these changes.

After a bloody battle in Qihuang Town and seeing miracles, Zuo Lingquan, who was seriously injured, fainted.

After Wu Qingwan's sleepless treatment, he woke up slowly at dusk seven days later...-

On the third day of April, it was drizzling.

There were noisy figures between the corridors and pavilions of Qihuang Valley. Many foreign cultivators ran in the rain, recalling the great magical powers of the ancestors of the immortal sect a few days ago.

Although there was a great array to protect the sect, it was embarrassing that several small heads of Qihuang Valley did not know how to use it at all, and had no ability to control it.

Therefore, the thousands of cultivators gathered in the valley still called each other "Daoyou" and "senior" in the rain, which was a bit indecent.

The bamboo forest behind the valley was still quiet. The lights were on in the small wooden house on the cliff, reflecting the profiles of the two women. A faint conversation could be heard from them:

"...The immortal from Jinglu should be here tomorrow. I heard that he is an old ancestor from Youhuang Realm. He will serve as the acting sect master and help us train a successor. It's so embarrassing to say that we have become the Jinglu Underground Sect. The highest level of cultivation in the sect is only the second level of Linggu. Yesterday, two immortal masters came from outside the pass for no reason. They were both masters who were half a step into Youhuang. They wanted to be the sect's worshipers. They stepped on flying swords and asked for an audience outside the sect protection formation. As a result, they waited for a long time before they found your master uncle standing on the ground. At that time, he said, "It's worthy of being the Jinglu Underground Sect. The sweepers are all Linggu. Realm cultivators, look at this pomp'..."

"We are just starting out, what's there to be ashamed of? The stone tablet was given by the ancestor himself. Even if we are all Qi Refining, no one dares to look down on us..."

"Jiang Yi, how are the court affairs handled?"

"Nothing happened. ♦ൠ  ♦♦That day, Li Jingsi and the court officials were forcing me to return power. The strange appearance of the sky shocked everyone... With the ancestor as a backer, I put them all in prison, and the court officials dared not fart; as long as Qihuang Valley is there, no one dares to touch my Jiang family..."

"That's good, you can practice with peace of mind in the future, and don't have to worry about those messes..."

...

The simple and tidy room was filled with a slight smell of medicine.

On the bed, Zuo Lingquan was wrapped in white bandages and covered with a thin quilt, revealing only a handsome face.

At the round table, Wu Qingwan was wearing a cloud-white dress, with long black hair draped over her back. Her face was slightly worried, but she was still charming. She held Jiang Yi's hand and whispered about the trivial matters of the sect.

Wu Qingwan personally experienced the battle of Qihuang Valley a few days ago. In addition to the shock of seeing the immortals descend to the world, the most common feeling was "powerlessness".

Wu Qingwan used to be confident in her cultivation, but after a big battle, she was almost like she didn't exist. She didn't even have a chance to help. She could only watch Zuo Lingquan fight for his life, and even couldn't make up for it in the end. You can imagine how much self-blame she felt.

Now she wants to give up martial arts and become a doctor. As a female doctor of the immortal family, even if she can't fight, she can at least help Zuo Lingquan heal in the future, which is better than standing by and watching the show.

However, Wu Qingwan is a woman after all, and her ‘Daoist companion’ is beyond imagination, which also dilutes the loss in her heart.

While chatting with Jiang Yi, Wu Qingwan's eyes occasionally looked at the bed. Her eyes were still as gentle as usual, but at this moment, there was obviously something more, which was difficult to detect, but if you have to describe it, it should be ‘attachment’.

Jiang Yi wore the red dress given by Zuo Lingquan. Now she no longer has to worry about her brother's throne. The golden hairpin on her head was taken off, and she completely turned into a slightly arrogant lady.

She sat beside Wu Qingwan, her eyes were also on Zuo Lingquan, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Jiang Yi did not participate in the war in Qihuang Valley that day. She only learned about Zuo Lingquan's deeds from Wu Qingwan, and she was shocked.

However, when Jiang Yi ran over, Zuo Lingquan was already lying half dead on the bed; and he was too busy dealing with the ministers in the court who were not of the same mind, and Zuo Lingquan did not wake up, and he has not been able to say a word until now.

After Jiang Yi looked at him for a few times, she retracted her gaze and continued to talk about the last incident:

"Aunt, you said that Zuo Lingquan's sword was broken that day, and he took out a 'slaying mace' from the restaurant and broke the protective aura of the wild cultivator. I think it should be at least a spiritual weapon, but it's a pity that we sent people to turn Qihuang Town upside down, but we still couldn't find it."

Wu Qingwan still remembered the last incident clearly. Afterwards, she picked up the knife used by Xu Yuankui and found that it was the 'Yanyue Scimitar' from Yanyue Forest, a mid-grade spiritual weapon. Ordinary swords and knives would break at the touch, and magic weapons would hardly withstand the slashing. The iron mace that Zuo Lingquan casually took out was obviously not an ordinary thing since it could withstand chopping and slashing. She also wanted to find it, but unfortunately, when she remembered it, she had no idea where it had fallen.

"Maybe it was picked up by a casual cultivator in the town. There is nothing I can do about it. There was too much noise that day and Lingquan was injured. I forgot about it."

"Alas~ Zuo Lingquan's sword is also broken. I have to find a good sword for him. If he had a sword in his hand last time, with his ability, he would not have suffered such a big loss..."

...

Jiang Yi chatted for a while, and seeing that Zuo Lingquan showed no signs of waking up, she was a little tired of sitting, so she stood up:

"Aunt, I'll go to the square to see if Zuo Lingquan wakes up, call me."

"Okay."

Wu Qingwan got up and walked out of the room, watching Jiang Yi holding an oil-paper umbrella, and after walking down the winding stone stairs, her eyes moved to the sky.

The sky was overcast and it was drizzling. The raindrops passed through the invisible formation and created ripples in the sky. They were barely noticeable, but made the clouds outside the formation look a little blurry.

This rain was caused by the formation of the spirit gathering array, which forcibly gathered the spirit energy within a radius of hundreds of miles, resulting in changes in the sky. It has been raining for several days in a row, and no one knows when it will stabilize.

Wu Qingwan could feel that the spirit energy around her was increasing every moment. There was already a hazy mist near the stone pillar above the waterfall. The Water Curtain Cave was right below the stone pillar. She was afraid of any accidents and did not dare to put Zuo Lingquan in it.

After watching for a while, Wu Qingwan moved her eyes to the bamboo forest under the cliff.

There were many disciples sitting cross-legged and practicing in the houses in the bamboo forest. Near the waterfall, in Tang Jingyan's yard, a woman could be seen pacing back and forth from the window; a white bird lay listlessly on the windowsill, turning into a flat ball.

Too many things happened in the past few days, and Wu Qingwan didn't pay much attention to the details. Only after she calmed down did she find that Tang Jingxun seemed to be a little worried. She didn't tell her when asked, so she could only think that he was worried about Zuo Lingquan's safety.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun were not familiar with each other, so these things could only be dealt with by Zuo Lingquan after he woke up. She stood by the cliff for a while, then turned back to the house. When she entered the door, she suddenly heard a voice:

"Uh..."

"Lingquan?"

Wu Qingwan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked quickly to the bed, looking at Zuo Lingquan whose eyelashes moved slightly but did not open his eyes, and nervously put her ear to Zuo Lingquan's lips:

"Lingquan, what's wrong? Tell me, are you thirsty?"

Zuo Lingquan looked very weak, his voice was weak, and his lips opened and closed for a long time before he said:

"Senior Wu, I think..."

Whispering.

Wu Qingwan's face was anxious, but as she listened, her eyebrows frowned!

Holding... Hello?

Wu Qingwan's eyes showed a bit of strangeness. She sat up and pursed her lips as she looked at the half-dead Zuo Lingquan, her hands still covering her magnificent clothes.

Zuo Lingquan opened his eyes a little, looked at Wu Qingwan, and said with a weak breath:

"No... forget it..."

"..."