The fairy is fierce

Zuo Lingquan was so amused by Fifth Brother's words that he shook his head.

Lao Lu was also amused. He held the wine bowl and said approvingly:

"Young friend has good eyesight, he can even flatter you, and he can do it fluently. If you are outside, he will have a big future."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned when he heard this, picked up the wine bowl and toasted: "Mr. Lu is really a practitioner?"

Old Lu Ping held the wine bowl and replied: "I have been practicing for a while, but I have given up on it. The road is too long and I can't finish it."

"oh?"

Zuo Lingquan observed carefully for a few times. Since he didn't see anything special, he asked directly:

"How advanced is Mr. Lu?"

Lao Lu shook the wine bowl, paused for a moment, and then smiled sadly:

"I've traveled a lot, and my level is not that high. I must have been to the fifth level of Qi Refining before."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have any doubts about this. After all, he didn't have a single level, so he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

Zuo Yunting knew little about spiritual practice and asked:

"Old Lu, you said you are from outside the customs. What are you doing here in the Great Dan Capital City? Is it possible that we have something good to hunt for treasures here?"

Lao Lu smiled, secretly thinking that this was really the case, but it was not a treasure hunt, but a person hunt.

Lao Lu has been practicing swordsmanship all his life, but he has never realized his own "Sword One"; Sword One does not only refer to a certain move, but the summary of a swordsman's life of practicing swordsmanship. It is "the most simple way" and what he practices. A symbol of Tao reaching its extreme.

Failure to understand Jianyi means that his swordsmanship has gone astray or has not yet reached the top. For Lao Lu, who climbed up step by step from a poor boy in a mountain village, this is a regret and unwillingness to die.

So Lao Lu wanted to come and see what kind of person he was who could understand this sword; maybe he could also observe other people's ways and gain some insights for himself.

In the morning, he walked around Qihuang Valley and looked at everyone. Among them, Zuo Lingquan was one of the few good prospects.

But Zuo Lingquan was too young, and it was impossible for him to perfect his swordsmanship at such a young age, and other conditions were also too different, so he went to nearby towns to continue his search.

After arriving here, he felt that the surrounding area was a bit strange. After looking for a long time, he couldn't find anything strange, so he met the two brothers again.

These things are too mysterious to be explained to two little children who are just toddlers. Lao Lu thought for a while and responded.

"I used to walk a lot, but I was too busy practicing and didn't pay attention to the mountains outside or the wine in my hand. Now that I'm older, I want to walk more and see before I'm buried."

In Qihuang Valley, Zuo Lingquan had heard many stories about people who had been practicing for half a lifetime and then returned to their hometown in despair. He understood Lao Lu's words:

"Practice is nothing more than wanting to live longer and see more. In the end, even if you don't seek immortality, as long as you have walked through it and seen it, it is not a wasted trip."

Lao Lu was quite satisfied with what he said: "Little friend, you are in a good mood. This is how cultivation is. Few people can truly achieve immortality. If you are eager for success, you will fail to achieve anything. If you hold this idea, you will avoid a lot of hardships on the road of cultivation in the future. "

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised: "How does Mr. Lu know that I am a practitioner?"

Lao Lu raised his eyelids: "Who in the normal world would talk about these spiritual insights? Did you see your brother talking about it?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless.

Zuo Yunting laughed loudly, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Lao Lu:

"Mr. Lu's eyesight is not bad either. My cousin is the most obsessed with spiritual practice. For the sake of immortality, he can even ignore the beautiful princess. It's a pity that God doesn't fulfill his wishes and he has never been able to get in. Otherwise, he might not know. Now they all go to Dayan.”

When Lao Lu heard this, his eyes showed a little doubt, and he glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"Looking at my face, I don't think you are stupid. Why can't you start talking about it?"

Zuo Lingquan felt a little helpless when he talked about this: "When I was young, the master felt my bones and said that my meridians were blocked and I couldn't practice. I haven't stepped into the threshold yet. In fact, I am not a practicing person yet.

Everyone in the spiritual practice knows that "hiding the front" is for self-protection. Lao Lu is not sure whether Zuo Lingquan's words are true or false. He does not violate the taboo of "talking lightly and talking deeply", but just shakes his head and smiles:

"Heaven and earth are the most just, and no one is given a chance until they are born. If you can't cultivate your true energy, you should first lay a good foundation in your body. As the saying goes, 'God rewards hard work.' Maybe one day the light will flash and you will be able to do it. If you want to practice, just You have to be patient and don’t rush.”

Zuo Lingquan originally had this idea, raised his wine bowl and said:

"Then I'll borrow Lu Lao Jiyan."

The two young men and the old man just sat in the wine shop and chatted for a long time.

Zuo Lingquan was still suspicious at first, but at the end of the conversation, he found that Lao Lu was an old man with an easy-going personality, unlike someone with ulterior motives, so he let down his guard.

But Zuo Yunting was naturally familiar with things and was a chatterer than Zuo Lingquan. After two bowls of wine, he became a little drunk. He hooked Lao Lu's shoulder and called him brother and made all kinds of nonsense. In the end, he had to ride someone else's donkey.

Lao Lu was also interested. He stood nearby and looked at it, and laughed from time to time with the neighbors watching the show.

On this occasion, it was really hard for Zuo Lingquan to squeeze in and join in the fun, so he stood by the window and watched.

But before he even took a few glances, there was something furry on his back, as if there was a cold gaze staring at him.

?

Zuo Lingquan turned around and saw Tang Jingxun outside the curtain at the door of the back room with his arms wrapped around his bulging chest, with a stern face and a look of 'If you have friends here, I won't scold you.' Looks like a housekeeper.

Zuo Lingquan put down his wine bowl and came to Tang Jingxun and said strangely:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingxuan suppressed the inexplicable emotion in his eyes, looked very dissatisfied, and spread his palms:

"What do you mean?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the beautifully packaged rouge box in his palm, raised his lips and said:

"This is for Sister Tang, do you like it?"

Do you like it?

You really dare to ask!

I like it, but can you give me rouge?

Tang Jingyan frowned, brewed her words, and then said in a deep voice:

"Zuo Lingquan, sister, let me say hello to you. You are drinking here, and it is my duty to entertain you. I am not a fickle woman. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are handsome, have a good family background, good character, and know how to deal with things! If it weren't for your young age, I would have kicked you out long ago. Aren't you ashamed of a small horse pulling a big cart?..."

He kept talking and said a lot.

Zuo Lingquan had a calm expression. After listening carefully, he shook his head and explained:

"Sister Tang, don't talk nonsense. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I just went to Xianzhizhai to buy more than a dozen boxes of rouge for the princess and the senior sister of Qihuang Valley. I just came here to drink, so I brought a box for Sister Tang. I don't mean anything else. If Sister Tang feels it's inappropriate..."

Zuo Lingquan stretched out his hand and wanted to take the rouge box back.

Tang Jingxun just didn't dare to take it, but didn't say that she didn't like it. Even the eldest princess was using rouge. Which woman in the capital didn't like it?

After hearing Zuo Lingquan's explanation, Tang Jingxun quickly closed her palm, letting him grab nothing, but still looked scrutinizing:

"Are you serious? Didn't you buy it specifically for me, your sister?"

Zuo Lingquan blinked, his eyes were puzzled:

"Why should I buy it specifically for Sister Tang? Could it be that Sister Tang thought I was up to something?"

Isn't it?

Tang Jingxun blinked twice, thinking that Zuo Lingquan was telling the truth, and she actually felt a little inexplicably frustrated. However, her expression softened, she snorted softly, and picked up the rouge box to look at it:

"Since you are so kind, I will accept it without hesitation. But I still want to remind you that rouge, hairpins, combs and other things should not be given to girls easily. That is a gesture of goodwill. What if people misunderstand? Don't do this in the future."

Zuo Lingquan nodded and smiled, and raised his hand again:

"Sister Tang thinks it is inappropriate, so I can't give it to you. I'd better take it back to avoid misunderstanding."

"Hey hey..."

Tang Jingxun quickly put her hands behind her waist to protect the rouge box, staring at it for fear of being snatched away, and said righteously:

"Xiao Zuo, why are you so ignorant? Can you ask for something back after giving it away? Wouldn't your reputation be ruined if it gets out?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that Tang Jingxun liked it, so he was just teasing her on purpose. He raised his hand and snatched it twice, chasing Tang Jingxun around in circles.

Unexpectedly, after just a few noises, a voice came from outside:

"Ahem——"

There were no other customers in the tavern, so Tang Jingxun dared to talk to Zuo Lingquan about Yanzhi. Hearing the cough, Tang Jingxun thought that a customer had come, so he turned around and pretended to look for something.

Zuo Lingquan had his back to the door and looked back when he heard the sound.

But when he turned around and saw the tall figure standing at the door, Zuo Lingquan was stunned.

Outside the tavern, Lao Lu was still watching the fool riding a donkey.

Zuo Yunting, who was riding on the donkey, didn't know when he sobered up. He covered his mouth with his hands and looked like he had seen a ghost. He moved cautiously to the far end of the street and gave his cousin in the tavern a look that said, "Brother, I'll burn more paper for you"...

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