The fairy is fierce

In the next few days, Zuo Lingquan led a dozen of his fellow disciples to patrol the Evergreen Mountains, heading to Lao Lu in Heixiazi Ridge.

The job of patrolling the mountain was extremely boring, and there was nothing remarkable about it. The only gain was that I followed the two young senior sisters in the alchemy room and got to know a lot of herbal medicines, such as 'Snake Letter Grass' and 'Firefly Root Grass'. and other common elixirs.

According to the original arrangement, the mountain patrol mission would continue until the end of the quota election. However, Zuo Lingquan had just patrolled for three days when Wu Qingwan sent a message asking him to return to the capital. Jiang Yi would look for him; he then returned with the team. After arriving at Qihuang Valley, rest for one day before continuing the next day.

Three or four days have passed, and the central square of Qihuang Valley has changed drastically. Countless disciples have built various facilities on it, and the surrounding corridors and pavilions are also undergoing general cleaning.

After Zuo Lingquan went to the sword-holding room to recover, he rode his horse through the ten-mile willow forest and arrived at the small town outside the gate.

As the news of the shocking news was released in a hurry, Dadan rushed to the monks from all over the country much faster than expected. Basically, they learned about it on the first day and arrived the next day. Even those who were far away on the border of Dadan Fuqi Mountain in Beiya County is already halfway there.

These low-level monks, whose cultivation level is no more than 90% of the sixth level, are definitely not qualified to compete for places. They come to the capital to try their luck and find opportunities.

Zuo Lingquan rode his horse out of the Bajiao Archway and saw a sea of ​​people in the town outside the gate. Even the official roads outside the town were surrounded by people and set up stalls.

The monks who came from all over the world gathered in front of various stalls to bargain. Occasionally, a senior with a "profound" Taoism passed by, which would cause many exclamations, and some even kowtowed on the spot to become a disciple.

There were no less than a few thousand people gathered in the town, and it was impossible to ride a horse. Zuo Lingquan got off his horse and led him on foot, looking at the items being sold by Da Dan cultivators along the way.

Practitioners below the sixth level are not much different from ordinary people. High-end heavenly materials and earthly treasures cannot be used even if they are obtained - of course, they are generally not found in the Great Dan Dynasty - what is sold on the street is ordinary. Objects, and occasionally a few spiritual grasses can be seen. Zuo Lingquan walked around as if looking at flowers, and unexpectedly saw a seller selling Zhan Gang knives.

The Zhan Gang Dao is actually an ordinary weapon, it's just coated with a kind of spiritual grass powder. The objects used by people in practice are generally called "magical instruments". They can produce certain effects when infused with zhenqi. There are some in Qihuang Valley, and they are all in the hands of the master and the deacon. It is said that the national master also has one from the outside. Zuo Lingquan couldn't refine the 'spiritual weapon' he brought back, and he couldn't use it even after seeing the magical weapon. What he didn't know was too specific.

Magical weapons are rare items in Qihuang Valley, and they are the lifeblood of casual cultivators. They are not easily taken out, let alone bought and sold. They are generally not seen in small towns.

Zuo Lingquan walked from the end of the street to the street without seeing anything that caught his eye, and slowly came to the entrance of Qihuang Town. The entrance to the town is a place where people must pass, and it has the most stalls and the most people. There is a tea stall next to the entrance, which has now been rented and turned into a grocery stall. There are messy items on the table, and a group of people gather around to pick and choose.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him and glanced around. He didn't see anything that caught his eye. Instead, he saw an acquaintance - Lao Lu, wearing a bamboo hat on his head. He had a sword hanging on his waist and his hands behind his back. He was looking down at a small porcelain bowl on the stall.

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised, led the horse to the front, and greeted:

"Mr. Lu? Why are you here too?"

When Lao Lu heard Zuo Lingquan's greeting, he seemed to realize it and smiled hoarsely:

"It's lively here, come and take a look."

Most of the monks who left the sect and wanted to buy things had to come to this kind of 'immortal market'. Zuo Lingquan was not surprised by this. He followed Lao Lu's gaze and looked at the porcelain bowl on the stall.

The porcelain bowl was only about the size of a palm, and it was covered with gauze. Through the gauze, you could see a small black beetle crawling around in the porcelain bowl. Apart from the fact that it was as dark as ink, there was nothing special about it.

The stall owner is an old monk who is over fifty years old. He closes his eyes and concentrates in a very noble manner. Seeing that an old man and a young man were just watching and not talking, they were a little anxious and said:

"Two fellow Taoists, this insect is called 'Night Fiend'. It is of the bloodline of ancient mythical beasts. It only takes a hundred years to grow. It has the power to move mountains and seas... Last year, I went alone to the land of thousands of miles in the Evergreen Mountains. By chance, By coincidence, we met by chance..."

Forced to nag...

Zuo Lingquan didn't bother to listen at all, so he came up to Lao Lu and asked:

"Does this little bug have an explanation?"

Lao Lu shook his head:

"I'm looking at the bowl."

?

The stall owner's expression froze, but he responded quickly:

"At that time, the insect king was sealed in this bowl. This bowl is called the 'Monster Locking Soul-Suppressing Cup'..."

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head slightly, unable to understand why, and asked:

"Old man, what's the price?"

The stall owner looked like he was reluctant to give up his love, and he hesitated for a while before saying:

"Seeing that the two Taoist friends are destined to be together, I don't want much. I only need two white jade bahts, including insects and beauties..."

Zuo Lingquan only had three white jade bahts, which were given to him by his fiancée. He definitely didn't want to use them. He recalled the converted price of the white jade bahts and held out two fingers:

"Two Liang, if you don't sell it, then..."

"Deal! I'm happy, fellow Taoist.

The stall owner clapped his hands, picked up the porcelain bowl and handed it to Zuo Lingquan, as if he was sorry to meet him so late.

Zuo Lingquan's words stopped suddenly and he opened his mouth, feeling blood loss.

It was only two taels of silver, so there was really nothing to talk about. He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it to the stall owner, then took the porcelain bowl.

"Ouch~ Fellow Taoist, I gave you too much and I can't find it."

"Forget it, I'll reward you."

Zuo Lingquan took the porcelain bowl and left the stall with Lao Lu, saying with some uncertainty:

"Mr. Lu, this porcelain bowl looks ordinary no matter how you look at it, do you have any explanation?"

Lao Lu shook his head and sighed, took the porcelain bowl, threw the little beetle to Zuo Lingquan, then turned the porcelain bowl over, indicating the small words 'Jing Chong Three Years' on the bottom of the bowl.

This year is the third year of Jing Chong's reign.

? ?

Zuo Lingquan held the small black beetle and spread his hands, but stopped talking.

Lao Lu smiled, took out a small porcelain bottle from somewhere, and threw it to Zuo Lingquan:

"Don't buy things in this kind of place in the future. There are so many treasures in the world for you to miss. This little bug is a poisonous bug and not very valuable, but ten taels of silver is not too much of a loss. Take it back and raise it as a Have a long memory.”

"Been taught a lesson."

Zuo Lingquan spent all his money, but he could only use it as a long memory. He stuffed the black beetle into the bottle and put it in his sleeve.

Lao Lu looked back at the crowded Qihuang Valley and asked:

"This time I go to Jing Terrace to bring great blessings. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You are still young, aren't you ready to fight for it?"

Zuo Lingquan really wanted to go out and see the world, but he wouldn't force it. He thought for a while and said:

"I have cultivation requirements, so I can't go. Besides, I am the prince's consort, and the princess is still here. If I could go, I wouldn't leave now. I think the purpose of cultivation is to be free and be led by good fortune, isn't it? Putting the cart before the horse.”

When Lao Lu heard this, he nodded thoughtfully:

"That's true. The road to immortality is long. No matter whether there are blessings or disasters ahead, never forget your original intention and follow your own path. If you can keep this intention, your future journey will not be short."

"Then we have to be able to get on the road..."

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Monks from various counties arrived one after another, and the river where thousands of sails gathered was busier than before. A cruise ship full of dignitaries from the capital slowly sailed past the river, admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers along the coast.

Laughter and shengxiao were intertwined on the cruise ship, and the dignitaries of the capital were exchanging glasses of wine in the cabin.

In the private room window on the second floor of the boat building, Wang Zheng, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, holding a wine glass in his hand, looked at the endless mountains at the end of the field of vision, and said slowly:

"Fuji Mountain has been spying on Qihuang Valley, a geomantic treasure land, for many years. It has also speculated about the safety of the Imperial Master, but it is just because of the power of the Imperial Master that it does not dare to act rashly. This time the imperial court summoned Fuji Mountain to the capital, and the owner of the mountain, Cheng Jiujiang, came personally. I am afraid that this is also the case. With the intention of exploring the truth of the Imperial Master..."

In the private room, Zhao Ze, who had released the Golden Retriever Roar last time, was sitting, but he was dressed as a foreign minister. He responded:

"Our Heavenly Lord is afraid of Yue Pingyang. Although Cheng Jiujiang has a high level of cultivation, he is still inferior to our Heavenly Lord. As long as we can find out the reality of Yue Pingyang..."

Wang Zheng was a little dissatisfied when he heard this. He turned around and sat down:

"Master Zhao, you keep saying that your Heavenly Lord is powerful, but you haven't seen how capable you are. Last time you let a tiger cause trouble on Xinghua Street, and your breasts were so loud that it made a loud noise. How about the 'golden gun roar' that can strengthen yang?" In the end, he just roared and died on the spot. The body was completely dragged away by Qihuang Valley, not even a hair was left. Do you think you came here to plot against Qihuang Valley, or did you come here to feed the enemy? "

Zhao Ze is at the ninth level of qi refining, and he can be considered a bit of a virtuous person, but he definitely can't live up to the word 'immortal leader'.

When mentioning the sudden death of Golden Retriever last time, Zhao Ze was a little confused and reluctantly explained:

"People are afraid of ferocious beasts, and ferocious beasts are actually afraid of people. It's not impossible that Golden Roar was caught from the mountains, suddenly released into a busy city, and frightened to death by the lights on the street..."

"Don't talk nonsense. If something goes wrong, it will go wrong. Li Xiang scolded me bloody. If you Tianzun really wants to take over the Qihuang Valley, you should use your true skills to do something practical."

"That's natural."

"Princess and Qihuanggu have already become suspicious of Fuqishan. This time, as long as we take the opportunity to provoke them and make the two sides fight, the Imperial Advisor will definitely come out to stabilize the situation. If the Imperial Advisor does not show up, it means that there is indeed something wrong with Fuqishan. He will definitely take action first; when the time comes, you can just reap the benefits, and Prime Minister Li can use the excuse of the princess's ignorance to push the princess out of power. "

"I am a cultivator. These schemes and tricks are not comparable to those of Mr. Wang. You can just arrange them."

"What a conspiracy, this is called planning!"

Wang Zheng leaned on the chair and thought for a moment:

"Qihuang Valley and the princess attach great importance to the recruitment of people this time, so we have to make a big fuss. Li Xiang learned the news that the eldest princess's consort has been patrolling the mountains in Changqing Mountain in recent days. If it is the consort A sudden death in Evergreen Mountain will not only make Qihuang Valley lose face, but also frame Fuji Mountain and stir up grudges between the two parties. It can also replace the prince's consort, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

Zhao Ze nodded slowly and asked: "Is the consort a practitioner? What kind of practice?"

"I'm not good at Taoism, but my martial arts is good. I got the grace of the eldest princess and practiced in Qihuang Valley. Don't tell me that you can't even deal with an ordinary person?"

"Ordinary people can handle it, just don't worry, Mr. Wang."

"Don't say 'don't worry' to me. I'm tired of it. I'll tell you in advance. That kid's family is extremely rich. Even though he is an ordinary person, if there is a real fight, the magic weapon will be thrown out for free..."

Zhao Ze's face changed slightly and he sat up straighter:

"Magic weapon?! Is what Mr. Wang said true?"

"How do I know? When you practitioners fight, can your opponent tell you what's at the bottom of the box first?"

"Haha, it turned out to be a joke..."

"Am I kidding?"

Wang Zheng got a little angry when he said this:

"You cultivators don't know how you live to such an old age. People die not because of stupidity, but because of arrogance. No matter how stupid you are, you will not go into the pit, but you will die. A big man does it because he thinks he can’t die. Do you understand what this means?”

Zhao Ze thought for a moment: "Master Wang's words are reasonable."

"You have to keep it in mind. No matter how big or small, you should deal with it with the attitude of a lion fighting a rabbit. The other party is alone, and you send two killers. It seems reasonable, but can it be foolproof? No. What does it mean to be foolproof? The other party is alone. , you send ten thousand killers, if you miss, I will chop off your head and give it to you."

Zhao Ze nodded seriously: "I understand. I will contact people around the capital right away. No matter who they are, I will do my best."

"Humph——, I guess you have to mess things up this time. Remember to let them bring something from Fuji Mountain with them and dispose of the bodies. If you can't kill people, you have to pour out the dirty water. Don't give a fuck. After planning it, he was exposed and Fu Jishan was whitewashed. "

"Master Wang, your words are a bit too contemptuous..."

"Look, you don't believe in evil, do you? If something goes wrong, you are the one who dies, not me, so what's the use of me looking up to you? Then I will burn two more papers for you, and I say with sadness, 'Zhao Xian was wise and brave, but he died in a ravine. , It’s a pity. Are you happy? Why don’t I burn two more girls for you?”

Zhao Ze took a breath, nodded slightly, stood up and walked out:

"No more talking, let's go do some work."

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