son, stop

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the valley is silent.

The roar of the waterfall supports the sound of the sword, and the east turns white unconsciously, and a new day has come.

Zuo Lingquan got up early, followed Senior Sister Xiaohua to the living room of Qihuang Valley, received clothes and a house number, and officially became a disciple of Qihuang Valley, because Wu Qingwan recruited him, of course, he was also assigned to the elixir. house.

As the name suggests, the alchemy room manages the sect's medicinal pills and cultivation utensils. The main responsibilities on weekdays are picking and drying the medicines. The older brothers and sisters are responsible for refining medicines, making utensils, and so on.

Zuo Lingquan did not rely on his status as his concubine to make Wu Qingwan treat him too favorably. Following the steps of ordinary disciples, he followed the brothers and sisters to meditate and do some simple things every day. various doorways.

It is inevitable for Wu Qingwan to have a preference for Zuo Lingquan. In her spare time, she spends her spare time studying books, asking her peers, and answering all of Zuo Lingquan's questions. She wants Zuo Lingquan to get started smoothly.

Zuo Lingquan has a smart mind, a calm personality, and no lack of perseverance. He never forgets Wu Qingwan's narration, and can even draw inferences from one case. With a little touch, he can understand the doorway and follow-up paths.

But it is a pity that Zuo Lingquan's body is like a rock that can walk. It's clear that it's easy to understand, but it can't be put into practice, which makes Wu Qingwan start to be suspicious, suspecting that Zuo Lingquan is deliberately pretending not to learn. tease her.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and things finally took a turn for the better.

Seven days later, it was mid-February.

Zuo Lingquan settled in the pill room, and after seven days, he also became familiar with the environment of Xihuang Valley and the brothers and sisters.

According to the arrangement of the master, it is impossible for the disciples to just work behind closed doors in the valley. Every few days, they will follow the deacon in the valley or the strong senior brothers to patrol the depths of the mountains, collect medicinal materials and drive out the beasts along the way, so as to ensure the safety of the residential areas outside the mountains. safety.

The Changqing Mountains straddle the west side of the Great Dan Dynasty. The disciples who have been cultivated early will visit the entire Great Dan Dynasty. It takes a month to go out. sky.

Zuo Lingquan had just arrived, and he didn't have the slightest cultivation base. He didn't have the opportunity to go to the mountains, but he was no longer a six-year-old child, and he had the ability to protect himself. Wu Qingwan greeted him and asked him to go out to practice.

Early in the morning, Zuo Lingquan came to the central square of Xihuang Valley wearing a black disciple robe of the Qihuang Valley style, holding a saber and carrying dry food.

Right behind the square, there is a large hall, which is the main hall of the sect of Xihuang Valley. It is usually closed every year, and it will only be opened when there is a major event.

On the square in front of the hall, there are many teams going out to patrol the mountain. A team of 20 people are waiting to set off in the square outside the main hall. Most of them are young monks at the first and second level of Qi refining, and their ages vary.

Zuo Lingquan searched the huge square and came to the team Wu Qingwan said, led by She Yulong, the deacon of the sword room.

She Yulong is a direct disciple of Master Bo Yue Jiheng, only 24 years old, and has already passed the seventh level of "Xuanshu" among the twelve levels.

A monk with good talent started to practice at the age of six, went smoothly without encountering bottlenecks, mastered one orifice in three years, and reached the seventh level at the age of 27. She Yulong entered the seventh level at 24, which shows that he is very talented, so he is very popular in the valley teacher's attention.

Zuo Lingquan came to the side of the team, and She Yulong, who was carrying a long sword, said kindly:

"Ling Quan, this is your first time to patrol the mountain. You don't need to be on duty to explore the road like other brothers and sisters. Just keep up with the pace and don't get lost. Otherwise, I can't explain it to Senior Sister Jiang."

Although Zuo Lingquan did not deliberately publicize it, his appearance is too outstanding, his identity is relatively special, and the Qihuang Valley is not too big. In just a few days, his personal deeds have been passed down by several gossip sisters in the pill room. .

Facing She Yulong's ridicule, Zuo Lingquan smiled and stood with a group of young men and women.

Among the people who went out this time, there was Wang Rui, who had met at the gate when he first came.

Wang Rui is a disciple of the Discipline Room. He has entered the third level of Qi Refining, which is considered above average in Qihuang Valley. He is optimistic and outgoing.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan approaching, Wang Rui walked up to him with his sword in hand and joked:

"Junior Brother Zuo, don't worry, there are not many beasts in the mountain. Even if there are, I will protect Junior Brother Zuo Quanquan. But as a reward, I will not be able to get out of the mountain in Xihuang Valley. You have to arrange a good job for me."

"Ha ha"

All the young men and women laughed lightly, but they were immediately suppressed by the rigorous She Yulong.

Zuo Lingquan is definitely not weak, these little dolls are regarded as objects of protection, and he is a little amused, but he has no intention of stealing the limelight from the brothers and sisters when he arrives, and he didn't say anything.

After everyone arrived, She Yulong finished counting the rosters and set off with a group of 20 people, entering the endless mountain range from the exit of the back mountain of Qihuang Valley.

Above the waterfall next to the bamboo forest, Wu Qingwan, who is wearing a warm yellow dress, is also overlooking the cliff.

It is not 100% safe for the disciples in the valley to go out to patrol the mountain, otherwise the mountain would not need to be patrolled.

There are many vicious beasts in the mountains. Although most of them will not run to the periphery, there are always a few that get lost and go to the wrong place every year. When a disciple of the mountain patrol encounters them, they need to be killed or expelled. In the fight, casualties are inevitable.

Although Wu Qingwan believed in She Yulong's skill, the beasts would not come according to the disciple's fighting strength.

Jiang Yi had just finished choosing her son-in-law. If something happened to Zuo Lingquan, Wu Qingwan would not be able to explain it to her as an elder. She hesitated again and again, but she went back to the house and took out her sword. She jumped up from the cliff and followed the team from afar

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The spring of February is long, and it is the season of revival of all things.

In the endless Changqing Mountain, twenty young men and women lined up in a line, moving slowly on the winding road between the mountains.

Although the surrounding area is shady with green trees and the grass grows and warblers fly, it is located in the deep mountains and old forests, with the canopy covering the sky and the sun, and there is not much to see.

The mountain patrol is very boring. The area that Zuo Lingquan patrols is from Qihuang Valley to Heixiazi Ridge, which is a hundred miles away. It is very close to Qihuang Valley. It is said that meeting a beast or a squirrel can make people look at it for a long time.

Most of the twenty disciples accompanying them had tasks assigned by the sect. Every time they went to a specific place, they would go up the mountain and go down to the stream together to pick the herbs that had grown, and the rest would wait in place to rest; at night , everyone rested in the camp built by their predecessors, and continued to set off at dawn.

Zuo Lingquan was wary at first, but after walking for a day and a night, he gradually realized that this was an ordinary patrol, and he relaxed his caution a little, and kept chatting with Wang Lin who was walking beside him.

By the afternoon of the second day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it started to rain again.

To be on the safe side, She Yulong did not rush to Heixiaziling forcibly, but stopped in advance at the camp under Jiguanling.

Jiguanling's camp, located between the mountains, is a naturally formed stone cave. The brothers and sisters who came here before have built a soil stove outside the cave. Inside the cave, they even built a temporary bed with wood and thatch. It can be used only after maintenance.

After walking on the mountain road for nearly two days in a row, most of the young men and women in Qihuang Valley were exhausted. After entering the cave and putting down their belongings, they leaned on the stone wall to rest and eat dry food.

Zuo Lingquan has a strong body and is not tired after running for two days, but he is inevitably disappointed in the life of a practitioner.

Two generations of human beings, in Zuo Lingquan's imagination, the practitioners should be the kind of immobile dragons who see the head but not the tail, and the magic weapon flying all over the sky with one move.

The practitioners in the Phoenix Valley seemed to him more like a group of medicinal farmers, and he couldn't say that he wasted his time, but it was indeed a waste of time to do these trivial things.If it wasn't for Wu Qingwan's serious efforts to help him explore the problems that he couldn't cultivate, Zuo Lingquan would have lost interest in Xihuang Valley. He would return to the capital to practice his sword, and quarrel with the eldest princess, it would be better than hiding from the rain here. Strong.

It was rainy and cloudy outside the cave. Zuo Lingquan stood at the entrance of the cave, picked up the water bag and took a sip. His mood changed from the joy of entering Qihuang Valley to the confusion that he had no way to enter in the past.

Wang Rui stood beside Zuo Lingquan, perhaps feeling his boredom, and said:

"Cultivation is like this. Ninety-nine percent of the time is boring and boring. If you can't make it through this road, it will end. I felt the same as you when I first came here, but after I got used to it, I felt pretty good. After all, I have survived all these years. already."

A little junior brother behind him was also patrolling the mountains for the first time. His legs were about to break. He heard the words and complained:

"Senior Brother Wang, when will this end?"

Wang Rui laughed and looked up at She Yulong who was carefully patrolling around the camp:

"Cultivation well, and learn more from Senior Brother She. I heard from the uncles that when we give incense money to Jing Terrace next year, we should take Senior Brother She along with him. When we go outside, even if we are going to get over it."

The younger brothers and sisters heard this, and their eyes showed despair. After all, She Yulong's performance in the valley was too good. He was completely focused on cultivation, like a tireless machine. He has never been lazy since he was a child. Fab.

Zuo Lingquan was also on the sidelines. He couldn't practice cultivation, and he was able to enter Qihuang Valley through the back door. He hadn't thought about the past, but he was more curious about the incense money Wang Rui said:

"Let's live in Phoenix Valley, we still have to make offerings to the sect of Dayan Dynasty?"

Wang Rui leaned against the cave and shook his head:

"This can't be said to be an offering. The practitioners who want to worship the nine sects in the south are like crucian carp crossing the river. Even if they enter the outer door, it is difficult to climb to the sky. They don't lack the incense money of the Phoenix Valley. We can give it to you. The Jing Terrace offering incense is still for the sake of our ancestors, who taught Jing Terrace, and people are reluctant to accept it. For example, the Fuya Mountain in the north, and the Ye Xiu from the side door, no matter how much money from the gods, there is no way to find a way. deliver."

Zuo Lingquan has heard of the so-called fairy money 'Bai Yuzhu', but Bai Yuzhu can't be used in the world.

"The immortal money that Senior Brother Wang said is Bai Yuzhu?"

Wang Rui knew that Zuo Lingquan was born into a wealthy family, but he must have never seen Bai Yuzhu. His eyes were a little shy, he turned around, and in front of many junior brothers and sisters, he took out a wooden box:

"Exactly, white jade baht is not an ordinary silver coin. Only the nine sects in the south can cast it. If you want to exchange it with worldly silver money, a piece of silver is worth no less than a hundred taels of silver; however, the Great Dan Dynasty does not produce this thing, and generally no one wants to exchange it. For ordinary silver taels, most of them are exchanged for rare and exotic herbs. This one of mine was collected in the mountains last year and found a century-old ganoderma lucidum, which Wu Shibo rewarded me."

While talking, Wang Rui opened the wooden box—the wooden box was padded with silk and satin, and there was a snow-white coin the size of a copper coin.

铁镞

The people present were all young disciples with low cultivation bases, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old. He might have seen Bai Yuzhu, but he certainly didn't, and there was a look of envy in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan saw this for the first time, and heard that it was worth a hundred taels of silver, which was not enough for his drink. Naturally, he was not too polite. He raised his hand and picked it up to observe it carefully.

The white jade baht feels similar to jade, but it is very light, and there is nothing special about it.

After Zuo Lingquan glanced at it, he asked:

"Brother Wang, what's the use of this thing?"

Wang Rui saw Zuo Lingquan pick up Bai Yuzhu unceremoniously, his eyelids jumped, but thinking of the other party's family, he was afraid of being considered too stingy.

"Well, the white jade baht is made of a secret method to seal the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy contained in it can make a monk with a sea of ​​energy fill up the sea of ​​​​energy. After crushing, it can be absorbed by the method of refining energy; however, the spiritual energy is everywhere. Usually no one is so extravagant, don’t pinch it, I only have this one.”

Zuo Lingquan was just joking. He put Bai Yuzhu back in the box intact. He was about to make a joke when a voice suddenly came from outside the cave:

"Silence!"

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