The fairy is fierce

The morning light comes on.

There was silence in the water curtain cave behind the waterfall.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged on the stone bed, placed his hands flat on his knees, closed his eyes and concentrated, running the Qi Refining Technique.

Wu Qingwan kept the same posture and sat next to him.

This is the first time Zuo Lingquan has spent the night in the same bed with a woman.

In the secular world, this kind of thing can be said to be offensive to moral customs. Fortunately, practicing Taoism does not pay attention to these things.

Of course, even if Zuo Lingquan was particular about it, there was nothing he could do - because this was Wu Qingwan's territory, and his opinion would not be consulted beforehand.

Last night, Zuo Lingquan was sitting cross-legged to practice Qi. Wu Qingwan, who had just finished taking a bath, suddenly walked in wearing a long slim dress. While wiping her hair with a towel, she took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, sitting on her side. , tilted his head and looked at him, as if he was preparing to go to the clock.

Zuo Lingquan was confused at that time.

Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan had extraordinary concentration and pretended not to notice, closing his eyes and observing for a moment. Although Wu Qingwan stared at him for a long time, she didn't do anything to him in the end. She just sat cross-legged. Later, practicing with him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I thought it was a bit weird, I didn’t think much about it.

The two sat quietly all night, and opened their eyes at the same time as the bell rang outside.

Zuo Lingquan took a long breath and felt it for a while. After three or four days of dedicated practice, about one-tenth of the true energy in his body was restored.

Although it's still a small amount, it's much more powerful than before when I didn't have true energy.

Wu Qingwan held the stone bed with her hands, moved to the edge of the stone bed, and lifted the embroidered shoes on the ground with her bare bare feet.

Zuo Lingquan saw it from the corner of his eye and quickly averted his unintentional gaze and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wu Qingwan was also looking at Zuo Lingquan out of the corner of her eye, her expression naturally showed no change, she hooked her shoes with her jade fingers and asked softly:

"Ling Quan, how is your health?"

"Much better, um... The people who will go to Jingtai today have been selected, right?"

"Yeah. Xu Zhining and Yao Heyu are probably safe. It just depends on whether She Yulong can grab the last spot."

Wu Qingwan put on her embroidered shoes, stood up and stretched, then looked back at Zuo Lingquan:

"Today's scene is quite big. Although the people competing are not as good as you, they are still the best in Great Dan. Watching them fight each other will also benefit you. You can also go and see it."

The movement of stretching and looking back is lazily and gracefully, and the curve under the waist is also stretched to the extreme.

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to look around, so he just leaned over to put on his shoes and responded with a smile:

"OK."

Soon, the two walked out of the stone room together.

When Wu Qingwan passed by the wooden house, she remembered something. She took out a wooden box from the house and handed it to Zuo Lingquan:

"I have already studied some of the magic weapons I brought back last time. The bronze mirror is a good thing, and there are two preset spells in it - 'Golden Light Technique' and 'Xuan Lei Technique'; both are thunder magic, five elements It is most suitable to be used by monks who are familiar with wood. You can also use aquatic wood, but the spell will be much slower. "

Zuo Lingquan harvested so many items last time, and he was interested in the 'flash bombs' and white jade baht among them. Hearing this, he naturally felt a little regretful:

"If the Golden Light Technique is cast too slowly, it will lose its surprise effect. Senior Wu, you are the Five Elements Kissing Wood, so you should just use it."

Wu Qingwan's lips curled up slightly, but she didn't refuse:

"That's okay, thank you."

"I am a junior, and I am indebted to Senior Wu for taking care of me, so I should show my respect."

Wu Qingwan knew that Zuo Lingquan was interested in bronze mirrors, so she thought about it and said:

"The Golden Light Technique is just a very basic technique, it has no lethality, and the structure of the magic circle is simple. I will study it these days and see if I can copy a replacement for you."

Zuo Lingquan's eyes lit up slightly: "Then thank you, Senior Wu. It's best to make it into shoes, leggings, etc. When low-level monks fight each other, the first thing they pay attention to is their footsteps. If you put this thing on your feet, you will definitely be hard to guard against... "

Wu Qingwan raised her eyebrows, a little amused: "I thought you were an upright gentleman, but I didn't expect you to have so many bad intentions.

"Oh, only those who live in a life-and-death fight deserve to be reasonable. Who cares so much?"

"It's too troublesome to make weapons. Even the most basic objects are not easy to copy. I can only try and see if it will work, but I can't guarantee it. I originally wanted to make a vibrating stick for you, but I haven't thought about it until now. come out."

"Uh...Senior Wu, have you really done your research?"

"Seeing that you're interested, I'll naturally study it."

"hehe……"

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While the two were chatting, they came to the bamboo forest below.

Wu Qingwan still had to go to the main hall of the sect, so she walked first.

Zuo Lingquan returned to his courtyard, changed into clean clothes, and then took out the talisman given by Jiang Yi and looked at it.

The worry-free talismans in the talisman folder have been used up, and are now replaced by the two high-grade talismans obtained last time. In addition, there are five inferior worry-free talismans; one of them is the 'Five Thunder Talisman' and other All the miscellaneous talismans were given to Wang Rui to save his life.

Zuo Lingquan had no use for the golden pen and talisman drawing tools for the time being. Like the ruler and robe, they were all handed over to Wu Qingwan for study.

As for the long sword, Zuo Lingquan could use it.

But a swordsman's sword is like a sibling having a wife. Even if it is not in use, the sword should be sealed in a box and kept properly. It is taboo to replace or discard it at will.

Before finding a more suitable sword, Zuo Lingquan was not going to pick one at random, so he did not take it and gave it to Wang Rui, who also loved swords, as a reward for Wang Rui's "life in exchange for life"; in addition, he also gave a few white jade coins, and kept ten white jade coins in the talisman folder.

After checking his assets, Zuo Lingquan put away the talisman folder, thought about it, and took out the small porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle contained the little bugs bought at the gate last time. Zuo Lingquan had not paid attention to it in recent days and was a little worried that the bugs would starve to death. Who would have thought that after opening it, the little beetle flew out with a "buzzing" sound, flew around Zuo Lingquan twice, and then went back into the porcelain bottle.

"Huh?"

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to release it, but seeing that the little beetle seemed to use the porcelain bottle as a nest, he let it go and just treated it as a small pet.

He remembered that the beetle liked to eat leaves, so he picked a few leaves from the bamboo forest outside the window and placed them next to the porcelain bottle.

The little beetle quickly got out of the porcelain bottle, crawled to the leaf, took a bite, and then crawled back, looking a little disgusted. If it wasn't so small, it would probably have said "Puh".

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands. He didn't know how to raise insects, so he simply chose to raise them freely without a lid. He let them find whatever they wanted to eat. If they ran away, they ran away...

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After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the warm spring sun shone through the thin clouds and sprinkled on the arena on the white stone square.

Under the eaves outside the main hall, the five uncles of Qihuang Valley, as well as the elders of Fuqi Mountain and Qingchi Sword Manor, were sitting. Their thoughts were all drawn to the competition on the arena, and their expressions were different.

Wu Qingwan was still wearing the sect's standard black skirt, sitting on the side, and her hair was also arranged solemnly.

The competition had not yet begun. Wu Qingwan leaned on the armchair and waited. Her sitting posture looked upright, but her mind was not focused on the arena.

Wu Qingwan put one of her right hands in her sleeve, stroking the jade slip she had picked up, thinking secretly about how to deal with this hot potato that she had been waiting for, when she suddenly heard the familiar voice again:

"Old Lu, why are there only eight masters in the Nine Sects of the South? One of them is dead?"

"Shhh, Brother Yunting, don't talk nonsense..."

Wu Qingwan frowned and looked over, only to see that the old and young were still together under the shade of the trees at the edge of the square, talking nonsense; and Wang Rui inexplicably came up to her, listening to the old man's nonsense with great interest.

Zuo Lingquan had already told her about Wang Rui's life in exchange for his own. As the teacher of Qihuang Valley, Wu Qingwan naturally paid more attention to Wang Rui. She wanted to warn Wang Rui not to mix with these unruly people, but the old man's next words made her give up this idea:

"... The nine sects did not appear at the same time. Tiedu Mansion, Tiandi City, and Fulong Mountain were the first to open a sect. Jinglu Terrace, Yanyuelin, Taohuatan, Dinghai Tower, Yunshuijiantan and other five sects came later...

... Originally, the eight sects were a foregone conclusion, and no one could do anything to anyone, but then a saint of Xinglin appeared and opened up the Medicine King Tower. Whether it was cultivation or the secular world, no one with a normal mind would offend the doctor, so the eight immortals discussed and gave up a piece of land to the Medicine King Tower..."

Wu Qingwan's eyes were slightly surprised. She knew which nine sects in the south were, but she didn't know the specific situation of each sect, at least not as detailed as this old man.

This old man has a lot of knowledge...

Wu Qingwan blinked her eyes, then gave up the idea of ​​chasing him away, and continued to listen.

The old man's knowledge was indeed extraordinary. He talked about the eight masters of the Nine Alliances, the ten sword emperors of Zhongzhou, and finally talked about the general path of "sword cultivation". Although it was all hearsay, it was undeniable that there were some good points.

Wu Qingwan had heard of "sword cultivation", a cultivator with great killing power. Zuo Lingquan was so good at using the sword, so she naturally thought of letting Zuo Lingquan become a sword cultivator. It was a pity that she didn't know anything about it.

At this time, she heard the old man chattering, saying something like "Among the nine sects in the south, Yunshui Sword Pond is the most proficient in sword cultivation methods" and "If you win the sword-asking contest, you can take away a famous sword". Although Wu Qingwan was not sure whether it was true or not, she still kept it in mind.

Wu Qingwan listened attentively, and after an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly rang out from behind her:

"Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan turned around and saw Zuo Lingquan, dressed in a black robe, sitting behind her without her noticing when. She withdrew her thoughts, leaned back on the chair, and signaled the three young and old in the distance with her eyes:

"Lingquan, the old man over there knows a lot, that idiot next to him..."

Zuo Lingquan had just been looking at Wu Qingwan, and only after hearing the words did he notice the three figures in the corner of the square, and was slightly stunned:

"Fifth brother?"

"?"

Wu Qingwan had just said "idiot", and she choked when she heard this. She said unconvincedly:

"Is the one in white clothes your brother?"

"Yes, my third uncle's son. The one next to him is Lao Lu, a cultivator from outside, who knows a lot."

Wu Qingwan blinked, a little skeptical:

"It's unlikely, two brothers, how can there be such a big gap? Apart from anything else, he doesn't look half as good as you."

"Cousins. Actually, they are good people, but they are a little careless. Why did Wang Rui get together with them?"

"I don't know. The old man is quite knowledgeable, and he just talked about sword cultivation..."

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