The fairy is fierce

The climate of Zhongzhou is arid, and most of the area is the Gobi Desert. Although practitioners can abstain from eating grains and have little requirement for a permanent residence, no one is born a monk, and all kinds of spiritual herbs also need water and soil to nurture, so the population is mostly concentrated. Near water veins everywhere.

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Although the Sand Sea is called a sea, there is no water source in it. Several rivers in Zhongzhou go around it from the left and right. The area is so vast that it is given the word "sea", which means boundless.

Thousands of miles of desolate land with no grass growing, naturally no mortals live in it, and normal monks would not run into it without any trouble. Those who can move in it either have made enemies and dare not show their heads, and hide in it for refuge; or they find a place that is inaccessible and retreats.

Zhongzhou is not like the Nine Sects. There is no decent large sect, and most of them are casual cultivators without any sect. The advantage of being a casual cultivator is that you have unlimited freedom. You can do whatever you want. If you cause trouble and run away, you don’t have to worry about your enemies retaliating against the master. The disadvantage is that when you are in seclusion or recuperating, you are basically a lamb to be slaughtered, and there is no one you can trust to help take care of you. I can only run to a remote place.

Recently, an ancestor's burial place was discovered in the sand sea. Countless monks came here after hearing the news. Naturally, fewer people went in to hide. However, the number of treasure-hunting monks doubled, not only from the major aristocratic families near the sand sea, but also from the casual cultivators trying their luck. There are countless, just like Xie Qiutao.

Midsummer in July, late afternoon.

The sun has set behind the city wall, and the scorching heat in Feisha City has gradually subsided. Although the ground is still as hot as a soldering iron, there are already more pedestrians on the street.

Feisha City is the seat of the Qi family in Zhongzhou. It is a private city with an Xianjia market. However, the Qi family has no handicraft industry of its own. Both buyers and sellers are outsiders. Strictly speaking, it is just a second-hand trading market. The Qi family provides a relative place for casual cultivators. A safe place to make some money from.

This time when the burial ground in the sand sea was discovered, the first people to smell the fishy smell must have been several cultivating families on the outskirts of the sand sea. On the day the news came out, people had been sent to search. They had long had a grudge against each other, and if they encountered each other, it would be life and death. Avoid being beaten to the punch by others.

However, these cultivating families did not object to the casual cultivators going in to look for them. Firstly, there was no gate to the sea of ​​sand and there was no way to stop them. Secondly, the burial ground was dangerous and unpredictable. There were countless hot-eyed fellow Taoists after they came out. The casual cultivators found it. Not many people have the courage to go in and sell information to a few major families in exchange for rewards. The risk is obviously much smaller. No matter how many people there are, several aristocratic families cannot search the entire sand sea, and they are happy to do so.

Most of the casual cultivators who came to Feisha City at this time came for the rewards. The Qi family even sent people to hang up a rough map at the city gate, which marked the areas that had been explored and the places with higher possibilities. , and even warned of the dangers, so that casual cultivators could go there and try their luck.

The sun had just set, and the lights were already on the streets. A noisy crowd gathered at the city gate, and people came and went in groups from time to time.

In a tea shop downstairs from the city gate, a little girl carrying an iron pipa sat alone at the window, looking at the large map on the street.

On the ferry two days ago, Xie Qiutao chatted with people and learned about the place where Wu Yezi's bones were buried. It was said that the fairy sword Wu Yezi carried with him was given by the Black Tortoise of the North. The five elements of water-loving monks went there. It's possible to pick it up.

When Xie Qiutao heard this, wasn't he talking about her? Although she doesn't use a sword, she can learn to learn the fairy sword after picking it up. She has the opportunity given by the god Zhi Ming, which is one level higher than the black turtle in the north of Jade Yaozhou. As long as she gets here, the fairy sword will fly to her hand by itself.

So Xie Qiutao came over.

But what disappointed her was that the sea of ​​sand was bigger than she thought. The fairy sword probably didn't sense her and didn't react at all. It seemed like it had to move forward.

The Sand Sea is very large, and there are scattered cultivators who kill people and seize treasures all over the place. Xie Qiutao has just arrived and is not familiar with the customs of Central Continent. Sitting here, in addition to memorizing the map, he is also eavesdropping on the conversations of the monks coming and going, judging the internal situation of the Sand Sea. Approximate situation.

Xie Qiutao is not big and looks cute, as if she is ignorant and easy to deceive; but she has been able to live on the spiritual path until now, and her experience in traveling around the world is much richer than ordinary people. At this time, wearing a hat and a cloak, she did not cause any trouble. attention from others.

However, after snooping carefully in the tea shop for a long time, she didn't hear any useful information. Instead, a few people came into her sight.

It was already dark, and people were walking back and forth on the street. While Xie Qiutao was sipping her tea, she suddenly heard from the city gate:

"...I came all the way to dig a grave with you, but you didn't even hold a welcome ceremony when I entered. Not to mention beating gongs and drums, you had to prepare a carriage, horse and sedan, right?..."

"Brother Zuo's reputation is too great. Once word spreads, all those brave and fierce young men in Central Continent will definitely come to cause trouble..."

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to catch you? I don't dare to say that I am a good person, but when it comes to swordsmanship, there are no more than one hand in the world who can beat me. If they come to cause trouble, you just let them come to the same place and fight with me... "

“Zhongzhou is not so particular.

"Forget it if you don't have such a point. If I kill someone across the border with the weak and the strong, they will lose all their face. People who practice martial arts have to 'spot the point'. Win or lose, you can't make your opponent look too bad. What do you think, Lao Lu? Isn’t that true?”

"That's right..."

…

What a loud tone...

Xie Qiutao's head was full of questions. He turned around and saw three people entering the city gate, all wearing swords. There was an old man in front of him who was sullen, and two young guys behind him.

Even if the old man didn't show any signs of charisma, just by looking at his calm appearance, one could tell that a normal person couldn't afford to offend him.

The young man carrying the sword has a very stable aura. I am afraid that his Daoxing is on par with hers, and he can be considered young and promising.

The noble gentleman next to him holding a folding fan is very powerful. His energy is like a gossamer and he can reach the wind immediately. He is not as good as ordinary people, but he happens to be walking in front of two people. He looks like the opinion leader among the three. The other two are still... They were used to this, especially the old man, who nodded in agreement with everything he said.

For this situation to occur, either the noble master's status is too high, or his cultivation level is too high, or both.

Xie Qiutao was a little curious about the identities of these three people, but it was taboo in the spiritual practice to pry rashly. They were strangers and had nothing to do with them. She just glanced at them casually and looked away, continuing to remember her map.

Near the tea house, next to a street stall, there was also a young monk dressed in ordinary clothes, paying attention to the three people passing by.

After the three of them walked away and disappeared into the street, the young monk stood up, walked to a quiet part of the street, took out the contact sign, and whispered:

"The young master of the Qi family is back, accompanied by two people. One is probably Lu Shisan of the Sword Emperor City. The other is about twenty years old. His identity is unknown, but his cultivation is unfathomable. His surname is Zuo. He claims that his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Qi Both A and Lu Shisan respect him..."

"The face is different from the portrait, but there are some similarities. I'm afraid I used the art of disguise..."

"Understood. Once you find out about the Qi family's next move, report it immediately..."

…

After climbing over the Ten Thousand Ren Mountains and reaching the desert, we entered the territory of Central Continent.

Without the lights on earth, the stars and the moon in the sky would be much brighter. Looking around, apart from the yellow sand dunes, there are only more stars than gravel and nothing else.

The night wind blew gently, causing ripples on the sand dunes, spreading to the end of the desert. A large river lay across the land, and dots of green appeared along the coast.

It was also here that traces of distorted light appeared under the blue starry sky, and then a small boat with lights appeared out of thin air, slowly descended from the sky, and landed on the turbulent Lianjiang River.

The painting boat is like a floating leaf in the vast sky and earth, and no one can notice it even if it is conspicuous.

On the small deck, Tuanzi stood on the edge of the fence, blowing the hot night wind, the white fluff swaying gently, looking at the surrounding fields, his eyes were a little dazed. Although he could not speak, he could still feel the meaning in his eyes. A ghost place where birds don't lay eggs is not a place for birds.

Although practitioners are not afraid of cold or heat, it is obviously not interesting to hide outside and look at the sand.

The three people on the boat were all in the cabin, preparing for the uncertain journey ahead.

In the room, Zuo Lingquan put on a hemp-colored robe. His hands, which were originally smooth and unmarked, were also roughened and some calluses could be seen. They were no different from the poor swordsman who had been walking in the wind and sand all year round.

His unparalleled handsome face was also carefully outlined, with a hooked nose and a pair of tiger eyes. His hair was frizzy, and he also had a big beard. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a big man with a curly beard. His face probably looked like a big man. Forty years old.

Shangguan Lingye sat sideways on the soft couch, pressing Zuo Lingquan's forehead, carefully modifying the details on Zuo Lingquan's face, smiling playfully, and preventing Zuo Lingquan from moving.

Wu Qingwan couldn't bear to look directly at her, but she still held up the mirror to let Zuo Lingquan observe his honor and praised:

"The craftsmanship is so good. Ling Quan's mother probably wouldn't recognize him just like this."

People can change their body shape and face during practice, but if they use magic to change, there will be fluctuations in spiritual energy, which looks very weird. If you want to be invisible, you have to use this more down-to-earth method.

There are just many ways to disguise yourself, as long as it is not the same as the original appearance. Zuo Lingquan looked at the mirror and said:

"It's just a change of appearance. Is it necessary to make it so ugly?"

Shangguan Lingye gently lifted Zuo Lingquan's chin, told him to shut his mouth, and said calmly:

"This is called going against the grain. When you enter Central Continent this time, there may be people staring at you; they will definitely think that you will hide your name and dress up in disguise, but they will never think that the most dignified Qinggui of the Nine Sects will be so careless. Appearance, make yourself look like this.

Besides, is this ugly? All the men in the Tiedong Mansion have this look. In Situ Zhenzhen’s words, ‘the beard represents masculinity, and men without beards are sissies.’ The ancestor also likes this look, and I think it’s pretty good. "

Wu Qingwan occasionally wanted to have sex with Zuo Lingquan. Faced with this look, she couldn't keep her mouth shut, so she shook her head and said:

"Actually, if Ling Quan is turned into a woman, wouldn't it be more deceitful and look more pleasing to the eye..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head quickly: "Are you kidding? This is good." Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Lingye straightened his head again. He could only lie still and wait for Shangguan Lingye to finish cleaning up.

Shangguan Lingye worked hard for a long time. After it was completely completed, he stopped and nodded with satisfaction and looked out the window:

"We have arrived in Lianjiang. We will be able to get to the Shahai Sea tomorrow morning. Feisha City, where Qi Jia is located, is just outside the Shahai Sea. Do you want to go over and say hello?"

Zuo Lingquan held the mirror, observed his face, and asked:

"That Qi Jia?"

"That's the Qi family of Little Qilin in Central Continent. Aren't you the 'Three Heroes of Central Continent'?"

Neither Zuo Lingquan nor Qi Jia spoke, and besides, they might not be at home right now, so they naturally said:

"We agreed to come here incognito, and the news of running over to be a guest has been leaked. Let's go directly to Shahai, and leave after getting the things. We still have to go to Peach Blossom Pond to get the peaches, so don't end up without getting both."

Shangguan Lingye had this intention, and just asked casually. She turned around and pulled Wu Qingwan over, and began to prepare for makeup again.

Wu Qingwan had just seen Shangguan Lingye's "craftsmanship" and was obviously a little afraid:

"No need to be so troublesome, I can do it myself."

"Going out to grab opportunities is not a trivial matter. If the news leaks out, people may be gone. Tuanzi will have to put on makeup later. Don't worry about these details."

"Ji?"

Wu Qingwan saw this and couldn't say anything more. She could only sit down and let Shangguan Lingye do the poison.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't bear to watch Lingye ruin his beautiful wife, so he turned and came to the deck, looking at the completely different night in the distance...