Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 324 Zuo Lingquan’s knot...

At dusk, before the sun sets below the sea level, Thunder Bluff has already turned into a sea of ​​lights that stretches for nearly a hundred miles.

On the street, Zuo Lingquan wore a robe with a sword hanging from his waist, like a literati visiting a scenic spot, walking behind a round-faced girl, listening to all kinds of chatter along the way:

"...This is the Eight Immortals' House. The owner inside is amazing. He is a chef, known as the Thunder Cliff Cooking Immortal. The overlord crabs he cooks can make fairies who don't eat fireworks in the world swallow their mouths secretly..."

"... That storytelling hall is very famous. Qianjilang in it is known as the number one mouthpiece in the East. He basically explains to the audience the fairy family fights in the moon in the water. Many ancestors of the fairy family To support him..."

Tang Jingxun is like a little lady who sings with her husband and wife, walking next to Zuo Lingquan with the dumplings in her arms, looking around curiously; Shall we order first and then talk?

It’s actually only twenty miles from the port to the core area of ​​the market, but in the Xianjia Market, it’s not easy to use the Divine Ability to drive, and the time to walk there is not much faster than ordinary people.

That's all, Xie Qiutao is very talkative, and when he returned to the place he was familiar with, his words were so eloquent, he basically told about every big shop he saw on the road.

Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingxun were naturally not in a hurry, and it was useless for Tuanzi to be in a hurry, so they walked over like this, and when they arrived at their destination, it was already the time when the lights were on.

The Duobaotan mentioned by Wu Laodao is located on Qianyuan Street. It occupies half of the street. There is a row of shops outside and a huge round building behind. The ripples of the formation appear, and a golden plaque hangs with the three words "Duobaotan" written on it. The words are written in a dragon-snake style, which is very impressive.

There are many monks on the street outside Duobaotan. Half of them are pet owners who buy heavenly materials and earthly treasures for their spiritual beasts, and the other half are fishermen from the Xian family.

Practicing the Tao does not mean that everyone is cut off from the world of mortals. Most of the monks maintain all kinds of secular interests, such as playing chess, listening to music, fishing, gambling, etc., but the higher the realm, the more they can restrain their desires.

On the way here, Zuo Lingquan listened to Xie Qiutao briefly introduce Duobaotan. To put it bluntly, it is a "black pit" of the fairy family. Fishing is based on skill and luck.

This kind of place is not uncommon in the fairy market, but the scale of Thunder Cliff is too large, and the scale of Duobaotan is far larger than other places. According to rumors, the Flood Dragon Cave under Duobaotan directly leads to the East China Sea. Someone once directly caught fairy beasts Zaizai was attracted by Zixiao City, a wealthy family on the top of the mountain, and got a road to the sky in exchange.

Zuo Lingquan doesn't believe this rumor at all, because the opportunity to practice Taoism with the word "immortal", immortal soldiers, immortal beasts, etc., are all treasures at the bottom of the sect's treasure chest. Release it for people to fish and play.

However, there are indeed a lot of good things in Duobaotan. The descendants of dragons such as Bixi and Jiaotu can indeed release one occasionally. Therefore, there are many monks who come to Duobaotan to try their luck. Of course, there are also many who like fishing for excitement. People come here specifically to spend money like water.

Together with Xie Qiutao, Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao first bought more than a dozen boxes of dried Anchovies from the North Sea, as well as various rations for spirit beasts that they had never seen before, and did not stop until they were satisfied with the dumplings. So much so that the shopkeeper even gave him a ticket to Duobaotan as a way to attract customers.

Zuo Lingquan was ready to go in and try his hand, so he accepted the offer happily and accompanied Xie Qiutao to pick out three more fishing rods.

The Xianjia fishing rod is not a bamboo rod, and the price is quite expensive. The highest-grade one is the Law Treasure fishing rod made by Guiguxia. It can be placed in the hands of monks on the top of the mountain. Immortal luxury goods.

Zuo Lingquan is not very interested in fishing, so he just picked three ordinary fishing rods at random, plus two tickets, and spent about 400 pieces of white jade beads. The price is not cheap. It's like wasting money, and you won't necessarily get your money back if you catch it, because it's difficult to sell beasts with too low a grade, and Duobaotan won't discount it at the market price.

Duobaotan is open every afternoon until the early morning of the next day. When Zuo Lingquan entered, the pool had already been open for an hour.

After Xie Qiutao walked into the door carrying a blue fishing pole, she said with some pain:

"I should have known it would have been quicker to come here. If I had lost an hour, I might have lost a fairy beast cub..."

The dumpling squatted in Tang Jingxun's arms, hugged the snack box and gnawed, and said "cheep!" when he heard the sound, as if he was saying, "You have the nerve to say it? Aren't you talking nonsense all the way, and almost starved the bird to death?" …”

Zuo Lingquan followed the crowd into the central area, and it can be seen that it is a giant round building with a radius of nearly a hundred feet, divided into three floors, and inside is a bottomless black pool, floating with white mist formed by the condensed spiritual energy.

There are many monks around the edge of the black pool, most of them are sitting on futons, with a tea table and chess board next to them, and some are sitting directly on the open space; Many fishing rods were poked out, the longest of which was dozens of feet long, reaching into the middle of the pool. It was quite lively, and monks could be heard chatting everywhere:

"...I heard that someone recently caught an iron-backed turtle. It was too heavy to pull up, and he was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot..."

"Who is so unlucky..."

…

Zuo Lingquan just came in to take a look, and didn't waste money on the private room upstairs. He walked around the edge of the black pool, found a place that no one cared about, and sat down next to the tea table.

Xie Qiutao grew up by the sea and had some research on fishing. After looking around a few times, he hesitated and said:

"Is this place bad? There's no one sitting there, so it's definitely not a good place."

Tang Jingxuan sat down next to Zuo Lingquan and said softly: "A good place may not necessarily have good things. It's good that it's quiet here. Why are you competing with those people?"

Xie Qiutao thought about it, so he sat down on the other side of the tea table and began to prepare it skillfully.

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing swordplay since he was a child. He has no leisure time to fish. He is not very familiar with it. When he was looking at Xie Qiutao, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the pond:

Wow——

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, I saw a sword guard in military uniform on a platform on the third floor, throwing white jade beads into the cold pool. The number was not small, but hundreds of them were thrown in a short time, and it was still going on.

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were surprised: "Are you trying to make a fool of yourself? You have to burn too much money."

The surrounding monks seemed to have become accustomed to this scene, and several Independent Cultivators happily spoke:

"Han Jianxian is indeed here. With him spending a lot of money to attract fish, I'm afraid we will get a lot of glory tonight..."

"Which family's immortal leader is this? He's so generous..."

"A nephew of Immortal Venerable on the mountain in the north, he was given the honorary name 'Han Qianjin', and he has always been a man of pride. The shop in Thunder Bluff is happier to see him than to see his ancestors..."

…

Zuo Lingquan listened to the messy talk and didn't hear the result, but he roughly judged the background of the person who threw the coins from the name.

In practice, there are no special requirements for honorific titles, and they can all be called Immortal Elders, but if you respect them in your heart, there will still be differences in titles. If it is powerful, it is called Immortal Venerable, and then there is Immortal Lord, but most people cannot bear that title and it is not commonly used.

Judging from the Independent Cultivator's chat, this Han Jianxian is probably the nephew of a jade-rank ancestor. Of course, it does not rule out that the Independent Cultivator doesn't know the way, so he shouted as much as possible.

Zuo Lingquan, half a step up the jade ladder, actually deserves the title of Immortal Venerable. He didn't pay attention to these small talk and focused his eyes on the pool:

"Are we going to make a nest too?"

"yes."

Xie Qiutao took out a box of dumplings and dried fish:

"But using fairy money to make a nest is too luxurious. Just use dried small fish. You can buy more anyway."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi was stunned, and quickly got into Tang Jingxuan's arms, trying to protect Linglong Pavilion to prevent all the unworthy Taotao from being fed to fish.

The three of them chatted for a few words, but before they could throw their poles into the pool, the maid from Duobaotan came over with a tea bowl and melon seeds and snacks, and knelt down next to the tea table:

"This is the tea and snacks sent by the host. Please use them with caution, three guests."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea for each of the three of them.

Zuo Lingquan has an easy-going personality and never looks down upon his servants, holding the tea cup with his hand.

At first he didn't pay attention to the maid's face, but when the maid got up and walked back to the round building, he suddenly discovered...

I found that this maid has a really good figure, with narrow shoulders and round hips...

After just a few glances, Tang Jingxun, who was sitting next to him, looked sour and pinched Zuo Lingquan's waist:

"My lord, what are you looking at?"

"hiss--"

Zuo Lingquan quickly turned around, not knowing why he was caught by the waist and hips of a maid, and said seriously:

"Nothing, just take a look."

"That maid's butt is quite round. I think she can squeeze out some water if she squeezes it with her hands..."

"Alas~ When you are out, there are many people, so don't talk like this."

"You dare to look at it, but you're not allowed to talk about it? Isn't that right, Qiutao?"

Xie Qiutao held back her laughter while holding the fishing rod, pretending she didn't hear anything.

Zuo Lingquan looked helpless and picked up the tea cup to take a sip to relieve the embarrassment.

But as soon as he brought the tea cup to his mouth, Zuo Lingquan was stunned again. Looking at the energetic tea and the crystal clear tea leaves, he unexpectedly said:

"Duobaotan is very generous. This tea is not cheap at first glance."

Xie Qiutao heard the sound and picked up his teacup and took a sip:

"Hmm... Yuhua Maojian from Ziluo Peak, ten white jade bahts in a pot, it's not bad."

Ten white jade bahts?

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. Judging from the color and quality of the tea, he believed it if he said it was worth ten gold-lined baht per pot.

Zuo Lingquan didn't study tea ceremony deeply and didn't care too much. After making sure it was OK, he took a sip.

Bitter in the mouth, other than that there is nothing special about it.

After entering Zuo Lingquan tea, I was a little disappointed in my heart, feeling that it was far worse than the fairy tea made by rich women and babies.

But at the same time feeling the slightly bitter taste of the tea, Zuo Lingquan somehow, through the bitter taste, recalled the unwillingness and despair when he learned that he could not practice.

He had long resisted the joys and sorrows, and swept them away in an instant, but the face of the ancestor Shangguan immediately appeared in his mind, and a trace of entanglement flashed in his heart.

The entanglement comes from thoughts buried deep in his heart-what if he likes the old ancestor one day, and the old ancestor has a tough and stubborn personality, what should he do if he refuses to agree?

I didn't dare to think about this question before, but Zuo Lingquan knew the answer - my mother said, if you don't like yourself, you can work hard, and you can still count on your daughter's family to make it up.

So Zuo Lingquan quickly dismissed this inexplicable idea.

Next, Zuo Lingquan recalled that he had touched Lord Peach Blossom's chest, it was big and soft, and took advantage of it, but Lord Peach Blossom refused to let him take responsibility, he felt indebted, wanted to be responsible, and felt shameless .

The solution to this problem is not much different from that of Shangguan Patriarch.

As for the others, since Zuo Lingquan practiced, his goal has been focused to the extreme. It is nothing more than going to the top of the mountain to gain the strength to protect the people around him. There is no shame in what he has done in his life, let alone abandonment and self-doubt. Where did he come from? Other knots.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the teacup and drank it down in a daze. When he put down the teacup, he no longer had any distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to relish the taste of the tea. As a result...

That's it?

Zuo Lingquan looked down at the teacup, shook his head and said:

"No wonder it's so cheap. A lot of natural materials and earth treasures have been added, and the taste can't be tasted at all. It feels like a rare soup, flashy."

"There are only ten white jade beads, so I'll just drink them."

"I feel that ten pieces are too expensive, it's better to boil water..."

…

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The other side.

The young woman wearing a flower hairpin stood in a secluded part of the round building, looking at the men and women who were discussing tea, her eyes darkened.

"Extraordinary soup? Hmph... I remember it so clearly..."

After the young woman with the hairpin muttered to herself, she looked back at the bowl of tea with suspicion in her eyes.

Just now she carefully observed Zuo Lingquan drinking tea, picked up the cup to drink tea, and put it down naturally, as if she hadn't breathed at all, let alone dazed.

For this result, the young woman Huazan had expected it, but what she didn't expect was that Zuo Lingquan didn't even taste any taste.

Immortal tea bought with a hundred pieces of witch hazel must have some taste, right?

It can be described by the derogatory title of 'Qizhen soup', and it can even be said that it is not as good as boiled water, so it's not...

There was no reaction and the taste was wrong. Could it be that that bastard Chu Yi was trying to trick me by selling fakes?

The young woman with a hairpin frowned, feeling that the local gang was so rude!

She waited in place for half an hour, and after making sure that Zuo Lingquan didn't show any reaction, she disappeared in place in a flash, and when she reappeared, she had already returned to the old teahouse in a remote alley.

The lights were on in the teahouse, the little girl was lying on the table writing, and Chu Yi was still leaning on the recliner and taking a nap.

The door curtain is opened.

Chu Yi opened his eyes and saw the woman with a flowery hairpin walking in, and was obviously taken aback:

"Fellow Daoist went away and came back, did he forget things?"

The woman with the flower hairpin looked unhappy. She sat down at the tea table and said coldly:

"The tea you gave me is fake?"

Chu Yi was stunned again, sat up straight, and thought a little:

"Fellow Daoist...what do you mean?"

"There is no reaction at all after drinking it. It tastes like boiled water. Are you sure it is Jinghua tea?"

No reaction at all?

Chu Yi frowned, feeling like he heard a big joke and wanted to laugh, but he was worried that what he said was true and he would look like a fool when he laughed. He thought about it:

"Fellow Daoist sure?"

The woman with the flower hairpin knew that her words were empty and Chu Yi would not admit it. She flipped her palm slightly and formed a curtain of water in her palm.

The water curtain was pitch black, with only the outline of a figure. The figure could be seen to be a man, but the clothes and face were blurry, and only the movements could be roughly seen.

Chu Yi, who was of high moral character, saw that the picture was not a fake and squinted his eyes to check it carefully.

The man in the water curtain picked up the teacup and took a sip, paused for a moment, then drank the cup and put down the teacup.

On the whole, there was indeed no special reaction, but Chu Yi's eyes showed disbelief, and the little girl next to him raised his head:

"Wow! This person..."

When the girl with the flower hairpin saw the expressions of the old and the young, her anger gradually disappeared, and she frowned and said:

"how?"

Chu Yi sat on the recliner with a look of shock in his eyes. He was silent for a long time before asking:

"Fellow Daoist sure he didn't cheat?"

"I also want to ask you if you sell fake goods. Are you saying I'm cheating?"

"..."

Chu Yi nodded slightly, the disbelief on his face becoming more and more obvious.

Chu Yi saw too many young people in the tea shop, and he could tell their reactions after drinking tea at a glance.

The man in the picture just now was indeed not breathing, but he took a sip and drank it all in one gulp. He was obviously distracted and subconsciously drank it all in one gulp.

This shows that the man is a serious practitioner who has climbed up the mountain. The mirror flower tea brought back the past emotions in his heart, and he lost his mind. He is not a weirdo in the world with no ambitions and desires.

But the time of trance is very short. If you count it as one breath and one breath, it can be two breaths at most.

Being able to clear away countless frustrations since childhood in two breaths of time shows that this child's mind is pure, almost flawless, and his goals are firm to the extreme.

This situation is very abnormal!

Because people will not make mistakes after they are sensible, but they cannot control what they do before they are sensible.

For example, when I was two or three years old, I made a fuss about buying sweets or kites. Only when I became wise did I realize that my family was poor and my parents had a hard time. Such inconspicuous and trivial things can easily become waves in my heart, making me feel guilty and self-blame every time I think about it.

If you can clear away distracting thoughts in two breaths, either this person has been as sensible as an adult since he was two or three years old, has never done anything wrong, and is extremely confident and has an iron heart; or he is heartless to the extreme. Even more ruthless and ruthless than Lu Jianchen back then.

The former is more terrifying than the latter, because people who are naturally ruthless can easily go astray and be targeted by people all over the world. Climbing to the top of a mountain with no one to rely on is a hundred times harder than ordinary people.

As for the former type, those who know how to behave since childhood will not leave irreparable regrets in their mental state. They will naturally have a flawless mind and have no shortage of help from their connections. In addition, they are focused on their goals and have an iron heart. How high is the upper limit? Can't imagine.

Fortunately, this person was stunned for a few breaths, which showed that there were still things in his heart that he couldn't decide and couldn't make a decision.

The heart knot that can make this kind of arrogance linger must be a major issue related to the heaven and the common people, and it is definitely not easy to see through it.

But even so, with only two breaths of trance, he is still a genius that Chu Yi has never seen before. In the future, his weight in the spiritual path will be frightening; once he smoothes over his heart, he will open up the path to immortality in the future, unify the nine continents and become the 'Immortal Emperor' , he didn't find it surprising.

If this person is asked to engrave words, and he comes to watch the spirit between the lines, maybe he really loses the motivation to move forward...

Chu Yi was silent for a long while before he sighed. He flicked his wrist and took out a bag of fairy money, and put it on the table:

"If Fellow Daoist didn't do anything, I'm willing to admit defeat. This bag of colorful money will be my friend. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope Fellow Daoist will let me know and let me meet this promising junior."

The Huazan woman is very confident, and she is not surprised to hear this comment, and she takes it for granted. She was about to speak, but she frowned and looked outside:

"This...is a Sword Intent?"

Chu Yi also felt something, and looked towards a certain place in the market, his face sank:

"Hmph! If you dare to draw a sword in Thunder Bluff, you must be a young man who just came out of the mountain. With a few swordsmanship lessons, he doesn't know what the world is. If you excuse me, I will come back as soon as I go."

After the words fell, Chu Yi disappeared into the shop.

The young woman with the flower hairpin showed confusion in her eyes at this moment, and said secretly, "Just fish, why chop off someone's head? I just gave you good luck, now I'm going to beat you up..." and left the shop silently...

(end of this chapter)