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Inside Phoenix Valley, the bright moon is faint.

The small courtyard next to the cold pool, although the environment is elegant, but the roar of the waterfall outside the window makes Zuo Lingquan who lives here a little difficult to sleep.

The courtyard is surrounded by bamboo forests, and the environment is simple and elegant. Apart from the bed, desk, and wardrobe, there are no other furnishings in the room.

There was a green lamp on the table, the saber was placed on the bedside, and Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the Qi Yang Jue given by Wu Qingwan.

The Qi-refining methods of various sects are the core of the foundation, and it is impossible to record them all in one book. Normally, they are divided into many books.

For example, Qi Yang Jue cultivated in Qihuang Valley can only be cultivated up to the sixth level of Linggu, and it will be broken at critical moments.

If you want to learn the latter, you have to go to Jingtai and worship the mountain.

The same is true for Qihuang Valley. The function of the classics room is to store the Qi-refining Jue, which divides the Qi-nourishing Jue into [-] parts, and the next one will be given when you reach the level.

In this way, the disciple who left the master's sect will pass it on to the apprentice privately. The highest realm that the apprentice has cultivated can only be on par with the master. If you want to be promoted, you have to come to Xihuang Valley to apprentice.

This can be regarded as a way for the major immortals to maintain their monopoly position. It can not only save the initial investment, but also win the gratitude of the bottom cultivators.

Wu Qingwan admired Zuo Lingquan very much, and gave her Qi Yang Jue, which recorded the cultivation methods from the first level of "Qi Sea" to the third level of "Dovetail".

Zuo Lingquan looked at it for a moment, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the ethereal 'qi' between heaven and earth with his heart.

It's a pity that such an attempt, even with the guidance of the gong method map, results in no difference - nothing.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Zuo Lingquan didn't feel anything except that the waterfall outside was a bit noisy. He sat with his eyes closed for too long, and he was still a little lost. Inexplicably, he remembered that Wu Qingwan's clothes were cut in the afternoon.

The two big white balls lingered, and they subconsciously compared with Tang Jingxuan and Jiang Yi.

Knowing that he had evil thoughts in his heart, Zuo Lingquan stopped meaningless meditation, picked up his sword and walked out of the courtyard, came to the cold pool with water as clear as a mirror, and began to practice sword day after day.

Sa——

Sa——

On the cliff above the waterfall, Wu Qingwan also did not rest.

After seeing Zuo Lingquan's sword surgery, Wu Qingwan rummaged through the books in her collection, trying to find the answer that she couldn't cultivate her true qi, but unfortunately she couldn't find any clues; in the end, she could only sit cross-legged on the stone platform, Looking down at the young man, in an almost rigid way, he moved forward with sword after sword.

The method of practice is very rigid, but Wu Qingwan is very focused.

Because practice is like that.

As Jiang Yi said, practice is actually meaningless.

Everyone in Qihuang Valley seeks 'longevity', but the road to longevity is out of reach. In a sect of 3000 people, there is probably no one who can truly live forever and have an eternal face. On a road that is impossible to reach the end, there must be no slack.

In Xihuang Valley, whether it is the uncle in charge of the house or the disciples who are just starting out, they get up before dawn, and according to the cultivation plan formulated by the teacher, they breathe out, meditate, and improve their cultivation. Drug collection patrols, etc., day after day, year after year.

On such a day, there is no difference between Zuo Lingquan and Zuo Lingquan stabbing sword after sword almost rigidly.It seems to be full of vitality, but in fact it is lifeless. He will not dare to be lazy in his whole life, and there will be no changes until he gets the right way, or he can't hold on to being disheartened.

Wu Qingwan watched Zuo Lingquan practicing swordsmanship, and actually understood why he insisted so stubbornly—because she too, hoped that one day, she could see the world of "arriving at Nanshan in the morning and staying in Beihai at night".

It doesn't matter whether she can walk or not, at least she is still on her way.

Sa——

Sa——

Under the same night sky, the lights in Donghua City are like day.

After the Qiyuntai incident was over, Zuo Lingquan's name became a household name within a day.

Compared with the princes and princes in the capital, the concubine, who was hiding in the mountains and practicing swordsmanship, was like an outsider on this night.

Floating life is like ice bottom water.Zuo Lingquan's eyes have been on the ice surface since he was a toddler, and he is not interested in the water under the ice that flows east and west; Flowing quietly.

On Zhuangyuan Street in the capital, the residence of Prime Minister Li Jingsi, the lanterns were just on, and the visiting guests had just dispersed.

In the back house of the Xiangfu, candles are lit in the study, and two silhouettes are reflected on the window paper.

"The eldest princess appoints a son-in-law, and the Jiang family will definitely prepare for the princess's wedding quickly. The son-in-law is not someone we can use, so we have to find a way to let the eldest princess choose another person. If the wedding ceremony is over, with the eldest princess's temper, she will be a widow." I will not choose anyone else”

"The princess has made up her mind, and it might not be easy to change someone. My subordinates have checked today. That Zuo Lingquan has never been stained since he was a child. I picked and picked my faults for a whole day, and at the end of the day, I wanted to marry my daughter."

Snapped--

The desk was tapped.

"No one is perfect. Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen years old, and he is not a saint. How could he not have any faults? Stabbing Cui Shanying in the street a few days ago was an outrageous act. Although there is no reason to convict him, it also shows that This kid is too chivalrous, so he is easy to use martial arts to offend. Send someone to watch carefully, find an opportunity and then lure him a little bit, and you can make him make a big mistake."

"Li Xiang, this son is definitely not a reckless person. Although he stabbed Cui Shanying cruelly, he didn't hurt the slightest vitals. He was well-measured. Afterwards, the Zuo family sent someone to apologize, and Cui Shanying was still happy from ear to ear. , looking at that look, I can't wait for Zuo Lingquan to strike again. This shows that the kid understands the situation, and he is ruthless only if he provokes him, and he will not take the bait if he cannot be provoked."

"Wang Zheng, do you have good things to say to him, do you really want to marry your daughter?"

"Sigh, Li Xiangyan is serious. After what I said today, I don't necessarily want to marry a girl."

Snapped--

"Your subordinate is guilty, so let's think of a way, and Li Xiangjing will wait for the good news."

Compared with the surging undercurrents in the courtyard of the generals, the atmosphere in the imperial city is much more pleasant.

It is a great event for the whole country to celebrate the eldest princess' consort. The imperial city is full of songs and dances. The 12-year-old little emperor, with his servants, set off fireworks outside the imperial study. The joyful appearance is not known to be for his sister. Congratulations, I'm still secretly happy that my housekeeper-like sister finally got married.

The imperial study room was filled with incense, and the table was filled with memorials that could never be finished.

Princess Longli Jiang Yi, dressed in a black and red palace dress, sat behind the imperial case and wrote and reviewed.

In any case, once the concubine is settled, she is really about to get married.

Sooner or later after getting married, they will leave the imperial city, and they will not be able to delay for too long if they make excuses, and they will eventually become two families with their close younger brother.

She used to be strict with her younger brother in order to make him grow up as soon as possible, but Jiang Yi didn't want her younger brother to only remember her strictness, so in the last days, you should relax when it's time to relax.

There was a green lamp on the table, and the firelight illuminated the neat handwriting on the memorial, but Jiang Yi couldn't read it tonight.

Before choosing a concubine, Jiang Yi only regarded it as a troublesome matter, but after choosing a concubine, her mentality would change, even if she didn't want to think about it, the newly familiar name 'Zuo Lingquan' still lingered. Go around the heart.

Leng Zhu held the book and stood by the side to give a hand. Seeing the princess raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, she said with concern:

"Princess, are you tired? Why don't you go back to the palace to rest."

Jiang Yi put down the gold pen for commenting and leaned back in the chair, her face really tired.She turned her eyes to the full moon outside the window and was silent for a moment before asking:

"Where is Zuo Lingquan?"

"I asked the arresting division to pay attention, and I left the city gate at noon and went to the direction of Qihuang Valley."

"This guy is really positive"

Jiang Yi murmured softly, and after a short rest, picked up the pen again and commanded at the same time:

"Write a letter to my aunt and ask her to pay attention to Zuo Lingquan. If he dares to molest senior sisters and seniors, tell me anytime, and I'll take care of him."

Leng Zhu and Zuo Lingquan only met once, but she already knew something about Zuo Lingquan, she said softly:

"Why would Young Master Zuo do such a thing? He is not one of those playful boys in the capital."

Jiang Yi was persuaded by Zuo Lingquan first, and then persuaded. Hearing that Leng Zhu, who was around him, was saying good things to others, he gave Leng Zhu a sideways glance:

"What? Ben Gong hasn't married yet, and your heart as a court lady has already gone to the concubine's side? Now that you praise him so much, do you want to enter the door with Ben Gong in the future and make him pity you more?"

Leng Zhu and Jiang Yi are the same age, and they are also unemployed girls. Hearing this, his face flushed:

"How could it be, I'm just telling the truth."

Jiang Yi knew it was the truth, but she didn't want to hear it. She thought about it for a while, then remembered about Tang Jingxing, and said:

"Anyway, I don't think he looks as good as he looks. Didn't he stay in the wine shop in Linhefang for one night? An honest gentleman, how could he spend the night in a lonely woman's house? Go and find out for me. What is that Tang Jingxun?" What kind of woman, what kind of appearance, and what is the relationship with Zuo Lingquan?"

Leng Zhu blinked, looked at Jiang Yi curiously, and said somewhat uncertainly:

"Princess, you are not jealous, are you?"

Jealous? !

Jiang Yi, who was immersed in writing, froze for a moment, then raised her eyes, and said in exasperation:

"You damn girl, why should I be jealous? I would be jealous of Zuo Lingquan? I had no choice but to choose him. I don't like him. There are ten or eight women outside of him, and I don't care."

"I don't care, what is Princess Cha Tangjing doing?"

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"Hey, it's the servant girl who talks too much. The princess doesn't need to care, but the son-in-law has an affair, so I can't keep it from the princess. I'll investigate now."

"Forget it, what to check, it makes me really jealous"

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