Reckless

2021-12-17

  Chapter 321 What kind of clothes is this?

thunder cliff.

The cultivator rushing to aid northern Xinjiang has already left as early as last year. The busiest port in Huajunzhou has restored the peace of people coming and people going as usual.

At midnight, a ferry from the north was parked in the harbor. The young swordsman wearing a hat walked down, carrying a long sword with a white sheath in his hand, and came to the alleys of the market. between.

The Xianjia shops have Linglong Pavilions. They don’t need warehouses. The most remote alleys are paved, but the price is much cheaper than those on the main road. The ones that can be opened here are all for qi cultivator. An Inn restaurant that provides a place to stay.

The young swordsman searched in the alley for a long time before finding a small tea shop sandwiched between two Inns. It didn’t even have a signboard. Only a curtain was hung on the door with a The word'tea'.

The shop is too shabby, even if you practice the qi cultivator, I’m afraid you won’t be so downhearted to settle in such a place. The young swordsman didn’t care much about it, and opened the curtain with the hilt and looked inward At a glance-there are four Old Zhang tables in the tea shop. The white walls on both sides are left with messy marks. The shopkeeper leaned on the recliner and took a nap. Next to him was a girl holding a book and looking through it.

The scene of Han Yan playing with his grandson is incompatible with the Xianjia Market.

The young swordsman's eyes were slightly puzzled, and he hesitated a little, then asked:    "shopkeeper's, is there still tea?"

"Yes, there is hot water on the stove, Pour it by yourself, throw the money in the copper basin on the counter, and watch to give it."

"I heard Master say that there is a kind of'Jinghua Yinfeng' tea here, I don't know if it is the shopkeeper's shop."

The shopkeeper on the recliner opened his eyelids and glanced at the door:    "Who is your Master?"

"I don't know, it's an Old Daoist who uses a sword." Priest, my temper is very stinky..."

The shopkeeper raised his hand slightly, stopped the swordsman’s words, tickled with his fingers, and put a cup of warm tea on the table:    "That smelly old facetious, I owe a lot of tea money to the old man. I haven’t given it to more than half so far. The teacher pays the debts and the apprentices. This account is on you."

When the young swordsman heard that the Master owed a debt, he never came in:" How much does my Master owe? My relationship with him is actually not very familiar, and I don’t even know the name until now..."

The young boy next to the recliner, holding the small book, is childish Said:    "Tea is priceless. When will I pay off my grandfather's feelings? If you want to completely clear the account, you can leave a line on the wall. When you do it, the writing will be erased. You don't need to ask for this account. "

The young swordsman was a little puzzled, and looked towards the snow-white wall in a blink of an eye, only to find out that there were all kinds of traces on the white wall. They were all handwriting and written everything. The aspiring ones are like'The heart hides the spirit of the clouds, and the sword enters. Immortal Palace', the younger one has'I will marry XX Fairy as his wife in this life', and there is even a strange flower in the corner that says,'We must help Old Lu find his wife so that he can smile at Jiuquan'.

Judging from the handwriting, they are all carved with sword qi. Although you can't feel any spiritual fluctuations, some of the handwriting still looks as dazzling as a sword glow. I am afraid that the person who engraves the word, the sword technique has reached ordinary people. Unattainable.

After scanning a few times, the young swordsman asked:    "If you can't do it?"

Also."

The young swordsman understood the meaning, slightly nodded, took a cup of tea and took a look, and drank all the ordinary tea.

The old shopkeeper raised his eyes and watched the reaction of the young swordsman.

After the young swordsman had a cup of tea, his eyes were in a trance, somewhat absent-minded, and it took about a quarter of an hour to return to normal, put the tea bowl down, and walked towards the wall.

Seeing this, the old shopkeeper nodded and said: "Yes, it's a good seed, but compared to the person on the wall, it is still far behind. The year before, I met a little bastard, who claimed to be an enemy of Eastern Continent. Yue called his brother and brother, and all the young Eastern Continent swordsmen called him his big brother; the old man didn’t believe it, didn’t expect the little bastard to have a bowl of tea, but there was no reaction at all, and he scolded the old man for selling fakes dressed up as God, playing the Devil, it made the old man sorry to ask him for tea money..."

The young swordsman looked surprised, and he had just eaten a bowl of tea. In the past, his emotions such as hatred, jealousy and even the pain of his parents' death were all Seeing before my eyes, if it were not tenacious of mind, I am afraid that I would be caught in it and could hardly extricate myself from it. Hearing this, said curiously:

"Is this person already cut off the ruthlessness and desirelessness?"

"No, it's pretty open. It's a pity that it's too late to get started and the aptitude is mediocre. Otherwise, based on that state of mind, you will definitely have a place on the mountain in the future."

The young swordsman was lightly nodded and didn't ask any more. , Lifted the sword and walked to the wall, pondered a little, and left a line on the wall:

Forged a sword for Heavenly Dao, and cut all the Demon!

The word and word are silver hooked iron painting, sword qi is like a white rainbow!

The old shopkeeper nodded, and then sighed:    "If there are immortals, there will be demons, and some have demons. Demons in the mortal world are endless. Wherever you can kill them, you brat keep these words. Like your Master, you want to rely on the old man for the rest of your life."

The young swordsman smiled: "If you can't kill it, this will be the case for the rest of your life, and you will pay the shopkeeper's tea money in your next life."

The old shopkeeper   looked towards the white long sword in the hands of the swordsman: "temperament is not bad, but this sword is too mediocre."

The young shopkeeper looked towards the sword in the hand:

"The name of the sword is'Jin Zhou', which was given by a friend, so I am reluctant to change it. My friend is not ordinary. I realized'Sword One' when I was a teenager. I have traveled north and south for so many years, and I haven't seen it before. It’s better than him."

The old shopkeeper snorted slightly: "You have only walked a few steps. The old man is guarding the thunder cliff. There are too many sword dao genius going north and south. I really can The swordsman who made the old man look at him differently was the little bastard bastard he met last time. After all, that boy is the most weird one of the people who begs for tea in history.

"No matter how talented other people are, How can you catch up to the ten Immortal Monarch and half, not to mention the ten Immortal Monarch, just an Eastern Continent sword saint, talent can crush all the younger generations in the world, and after you learn about these immortal dao heroes, you won’t be able to say this. Not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth. "

In the heart of the young swordsman, he feels that his left-surnamed friend, innate talent is by no means inferior to those'Sword God, Sword God', but he doesn't know how that friend is doing, and he argues with the shopkeeper of the tea shop. These are meaningless, so there is no more gossip... ——    howling wind and torrential rain The waves with several feet high are rolled up on the sea, and the distance from the coast is only several dozen li, so it is difficult to see the lights. The prosperous port of Deng Tide.

The huge size of the'island' that moves forward in the waves makes the vast Heavenly Might appear small, without the slightest ups and downs, even the people on it , I feel that the island hasn’t moved at all, but the coastline is receding to the east.

The area on Turtle Island is very large, with numerous pavilions and pavilions built on it. Thousands of people stay on it. I still don’t feel crowded. It’s just a little bit crowded. The noise of vocals and music.

Several high-rise buildings in the Central Zone are connected by suspended bridges. There is a small venue between the high-rise buildings. The dancers and luthiers on the ship take turns to perform for the guests in the building. Solve the loneliness, but if you want to go in and sit down, you have to charge Divine Immortal, otherwise you can only see the hazy illusory shadow.

In a guest room on the third floor, Xie Qiutao is sitting on the chess couch at the window. , Holding the pipa in his arms, is following the instructions of the deacon on the boat, earnestly probating the small dragon turtle, and the way of probation is to play the tune for the small dragon!    clang clang clang ——

large The string is noisy like beating a drum, and the small string is cut like a gong.

I don’t know if the small dragon turtle is not moved by hearing it, but I haven’t dared to move anyway.

The pipa shook his head madly, standing alone on the windowsill, looking at a garden in the distance, dumbfounded.

The garden is an'animal enclosure', but it is very different from the animal enclosure of a small land ferry. The surrounding area is isolated by formations to prevent Spirit Beast from running around. The internal area is distinct. It looks more like a zoo and the environment is excellent.

For the cultivator, Spirit Pet is not any cat or dog. But a very trustworthy partner, even most cultivators, would rather suffer a little bit by themselves and will not treat Spirit Pet, the owner of Turtle Island, has done a good job in this regard, and specially put the beast ball in the guests can see at a glance Place.

Although due to space, the body is larger The Spirit Beast is more aggrieved and can only stay in the fence with honor and timid, but the place is clean, and there is a beautiful little elder sister who asks for warmth and delivers fruits and snacks on time to relieve boredom.

The smaller Spirit Beast makes it more comfortable. All kinds of exotic animals are separated according to their types and diets and placed in a large garden, accompanied by expert trainers who come out of the sect. Play, because the appetite is not big and there are enough snack tubes.

In a garden near the sea, there is even an old man sitting on the edge and fishing, next to neat and tidy squatting dozens of little Spirit Beasts, waiting eagerly, there are even a few smart Little Monkeys , I took a fishing rod and was fishing next to him.

Looking at the lively amusement park, Tuanzi looked down towards a small pile of pine nuts beside the claws, and said, "叽?" His black eyes were full of doubts about life.

On the other hand, Zuo Lingquan is also a little skeptical of life.

Jiazi’s guest room is a suite. Although the space is not large, it is divided into a tea room and a bedroom. The relationship between the two women and Zuo Lingquan is different. Xie Qiutao lives in a larger tea room outside, Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingxun live in a bedroom in the back room.

Zuo Lingquan took off his sword and stood in the bedroom window, watching the well-behaved little Spirit Beast in the animal circle rolling and selling cute, speechless for a long time.

Tang Jingxun is relatively diligent and thrifty. After boarding the ship, he found this situation and became even more annoyed. He muttered:

"I would have thrown the dumplings into the beast pen, and find someone to walk through the back door and open it. A room, except that the place is a little bit bigger, the money is not worth the money..."

"Would you like to send the dumplings? I think the dumplings are more fun there..."

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"It was clamoring to live with us. Now that the money is spent, it won’t be a fool to send it over, so let it stay in the house, and sell it to the boat if you dare to make trouble. Money..."

Zuo Lingquan felt that the dumplings should be more at ease by staying by his side, so I didn't say much about it, and sat down on the futon by the window.

The guest rooms in the building are prepared for guests with family property. They are not as useless as Jing Xiong said. They have all the necessary equipment. The layout of the bedroom is similar to that of the Xianjia Inn, more like a cultivation room. , The place to meditate is gorgeous and spacious, and the bed is placed in a corner that does not block things.

With the lights on in the room, Tang Jingxun has nothing to do, standing next to the bed, leaning over and tidying up his accompanying clothes.

Because of his back, Zuo Lingquan can see the full buttocks behind the skirt when he raises his eyes. The lines are plump and very tense, and they sway slightly with the action; although the skirt is hidden, the outline is still the same. Can bring back fond memories of the time when I was holding a bite.

Zuo Lingquan began to retreat after the new year pass. After leaving the customs, he was busy and set off. There was no time to enjoy it. What happened last time, I still gave the Phoenix fire specially given by Jingquan to Lingye.

At this point on the ferry, the cultivation base is useless to bottleneck cultivation, and there is no other thing to do, so my mind is naturally a little wandering.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the quietly swaying back, lightly coughed, raised his hand to close the window, and expanded the isolation formation in the room.

The rock pipa in the tea room outside disappeared without a trace.

Tang Jingxun folds the clothes carefully, notices the abnormality, pauses in his movements, glances left and right, after reacting, his face turns red, his movements are a bit slow, and he whispers "Uh-huh~" I played a little song, but I didn't find anything.

Zuo Lingquan sits on the futon, rubbing his fingers lightly, and thinks for a while:

"Come on, what is Old Ancestor doing now? Can you feel it?"

"I asked it a long time ago, it's okay tonight, let us take care of it."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a while, secretly said " I'll say it soon", he said with a smile:    "Alright, don't pack, just a few clothes, and I can't fold flowers."

"What anxious, a few months That's it."

Tang Jingxun also has a deep sense of taste in her heart, but no one will grab a man from her during this trip, so she naturally has to be more reserved. After putting the clothes in Linglong Pavilion, she took out a few more, and shook them in her hands: "What do you want the elder sister to wear? Lingye's kind of Ming Sao, or Qing Wan kind of Mensao's?"

Holding clothes in his hands, they are all close-fitting blouses.

There are more conservative Huajian carp, embroidered with fish and lotus leaves; there are also Lingye's own improved styles, which are hollowed out and translucent as a whole, and embroidered flowers only on the key points of the mountain.

Apart from this, there are more styles of trousers. The least fabric is a small triangular piece of cloth with two ropes, as well as rolled stockings, garter socks, etc. The color is myriad.

Zuo Lingquan sits in a distress, as if he is choosing a cultivation technique. After a few careful glances, he looked towards the one that is not on the top of the table.

Tang Jingxun has a cheerful and warm personality, but after all, he has less experience and is not as relaxed as Qing Wan. She picked up the small piece of cloth and looked at it, something sorry:    "This? Hmm..."

Zuo Lingquan knew that Jing Xuan wanted to say that the hair couldn't be covered, so she slightly stretched her hands:    "Do you have one?"

"..."

Tang Jingxun flushed, gave Zuo Lingquan a slight glance, but did not refute, and ran behind the screen with the clothes.

Zuo Lingquan sees this and there is no monkey rushing to take a peek, just like waiting for a gift, waiting for him to come out quietly to surprise him... ——   immortal is also divided into three or six Ninth class, this is particularly evident on the ferry.

The children of wealthy families and high-level immortals can listen to music and play games in spacious pavilions and enjoy the wait of their wives and concubines, while the shy ordinary cultivator in the bag can only wander around and lean around. Walk around to relieve the loneliness of the long journey.

There are many cultivators who have bought standing tickets on the viewing promenade outside Turtle Island, standing with their hands on the fence, looking at the huge waves on the sea, trying to look like the scenery in leisure time, so as not to pass by Fellow Daoist saw that he couldn't afford the lowest-class guest room, so he stood here helplessly.

I followed Daoist Robe’s Old Wu Dao, and walked on the veranda with a silly discipline. When there was no one, I said and preached:

"Cultivation, especially Taoist priests , Learn to be indifferent to fame and fortune. Comparing with others for the purpose of living, living, and living, or feeling inferior, indicates that the heart of Xiang Dao is not pure enough..."

The Little Daoist Priest next to him, named Luqing, looks at the central area from time to time. , Looking for the port and encountering Fairy’s silhouette, he heard Master’s words, he responded:

"Master, you really didn’t want to pay for Divine Immortal to open a house, so you wandered here at night?"

"Ai, rotten wood can't be carved, cultivation people can stay awake. What is the difference between standing here and staying in the house?"

"You can meditate in the house, the aura outside is thin, dísciple You have to breathe cautiously. Didn’t the Master say that “cultivation is a slow step, slow step”, this is a few months......"

"......"

Old Wu said Raised his hand to shave the back of Little Daoist Priest's head.

Little Daoist Priest said "Oh~", she didn't dare to talk back to the Master again, and followed behind obediently and honestly to make a stroll.

Old Wu sighed secretly, his eyes a little helpless. It's not that his family property is shabby, and he can't even open a low-end room, but he doesn't want to learn too much about the extravagant scenes of the cultivation road when he first walks on the cultivation road.

These things have to be experienced by yourself. The Master's preaching is meaningless. The discipline complains that he is stingy for a while. Fortunately, he will not be there in the future, and the discipline will go on a crooked road without supervision.

However, Little Daoist Priest has a pure mind. The Master accompanies him on the street, so he naturally has no complaints.

Wandering in the viewing gallery for a while, Little Daoist Priest seemed to feel something. He came to the fence and looked at the sea below. Hey zi zi authentically:

"Wow ! Master, look, there is a big dragon below."

"en?"

The Old Wu Road was taken aback. It was only more than two hundred miles from the coast, and Sea Beast was loose. The cultivator is finished, where is the Flood Dragon? He thought that discipline talk was nonsense, and he came to the fence at random and looked at the sea.

From this look, it is hair stands on end!

Under the black sea, there are two bright spots with a depth of about two miles, but the bright spots are clearly visible, just like the two fluorescent lights in the Netherworld Hell, looking at the sea in the depths of Moyuan Turtle Island.

Old Wu Dao can tell that it is a pair of eyes, but it is hard to believe it, because from the interpupillary distance, the head of the behemoth below is probably bigger than Turtle Island, if it is a Flood Dragon, whose length is too small in terms of thousand zhang, swallowing this turtle island in one bite, I am afraid that all with no difficulty.

"This..."

Old Wu's face was pale, just a glance at the seabed pupils, and he felt the tremor in the depths of Divine Soul.

This is Heavenly Might!

When the two noticed the strangeness, there was also movement in other parts of Turtle Island.

On the side of the beast circle, the Spirit Beast, a member of the Flood Dragon, crawls on the ground collectively, while the other Spirit Beasts, no matter their size or realm, stand in place shiver coldly, Some timid people were frightened and fainted. Even the dumpling who was squatting on the window sill doubting his life went all the way into the bed, making "no birds, no birds, no birds..."

As the main body of Turtle Island, Tuotian Wangba, who dared not move anymore, lifted a giant head from the sea, and looked at its master in some panic.

The Human Race cultivator, which reacted a little slower, gradually noticed the abnormality, and the entire turtle island was instantly silent.

Turtle Island is the backbone of the sect economy. Thousands of Star Island dedicated dozens of Serene Groove to escort the cross-sea ferry. Can crush any lower sect of Nine Sects.

But at this time, many immortal guards looked at them, and they were all stunned. After all, this thing under the sea is so large that it is unheard-of. I am afraid that it is one of the ten Immortal Monarch Netherworld River Old Ancestor. I didn't dare to move when I came.

This place has just emerged from the Jade Yaozhou continent frame, which is only two hundred miles away from Dengchao Port. No one can think of how such a large Flood Dragon approached it.

Many cultivators and even worshippers have pale faces, and they don’t even dare to fly away. Only Huang Ji, the owner of Turtle Island, disperses the ship’s deacon in a low voice, pours Heaven and Earth Treasure into the sea to worship the sea, and also contacts the Venerable of Nine Sects. Lord came to help.

But the nearest Venerable Lord Wanghai found something was wrong, so he turned around and flew inland. It looked like he didn’t even want to protect Dengchao Port... ——A little   bit earlier Before, in tall buildings.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged in the room, looking at the curvaceous shadow on the screen, and gradually got the Flood Dragon's head up.

After Tang Jingxun rustled for a while, she showed her familiar cheeks from behind the screen, her eyes were shy, and slightly whispered:

"Little Zuo, this thing is serious The girl dare to wear it? Qingwan and the others can figure it out..."

Zuo Lingquan kept peaceful, lest she could see him in a hurry, and said softly:    "Come out," I've seen everything, what's there to be afraid of wearing clothes."

Tang Jingxun hesitated, his face was hot, and he walked out slowly with his arms in his arms.

Under the light, the white tofu-like figure makes the whole room seem to be bright at this time, the plump place is plump, but there is no trace of fat on the waist, it can be described as perfect.

Zuo Lingquan's breath condensed slightly, not knowing where to look first, he tried to make a calm as usual:

"Come on, beware of colds."

This excuse can't be thought of when I look at it.

Tang Jingxun didn’t say anything. He bit his lower lip and came to the futon. After thinking about it, he courageously stood on tiptoe and turned around in a circle:    "How? ."

The white moon, round like a full moon, brought ripples along with the movement, and the hollow fabric also turned upside down.

With the fragrant wind blowing, Zuo Lingquan sat on the futon, looking directly at the big moon, feeling that his throat was about to smoke, swallowed and moisturized, raised his hand and patted it, bringing it up for a while Langhua:    "Do you need to ask? Naturally it looks good."

"hmph ~"

Tang Jingxun bit her lower lip and released her holding hand.

Zuo Lingquan is satisfied with the appreciation, just about to say a few gossips to relax Jing Xi, but Jing frowned: "What the hell is going on, this dead lady..." A light appeared in the bottom of his eyes. pale-gold streamer.

?

Zuo Lingquan has become accustomed to being scared, but this time he didn't froze. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and was a little dazed. is it possible that Jing Xiu didn't say hello just now...

Between thoughts move, the expression of the woman in front of her still turned into reserved seriousness.

Four eyes are facing each other.

Zuo Lingquan blinked, and the first sentence was: "Mother-in-law...Bah-senior, you..." Sweeping up and down in words...

Hello Sao Yeah...

Shangguan Old Ancestor found that he didn't hold his mouth to mouth, and secretly relaxed, but he looked down...

! !   What kind of clothes is this?

(End of this chapter)