son, stop

In the next few days, Zuo Lingquan took more than a dozen disciples of the same sect to inspect Changqing Mountain, the route was to Lao Lu in Heixiaziling.

The errand of patrolling the mountain is extremely boring, and there is nothing remarkable about it. The only gain is that I have followed the two little sisters in the pill room, and I have learned a lot of herbs, as well as 'snake letter grass', 'firefly root grass' and so on. and other common elixir.

According to the original arrangement, the task of patrolling the mountain will continue until the end of the quota election, but Zuo Lingquan has just been patrolling for three days, Wu Qingwan sent a message and asked him to return to the capital, Jiang Yi looked for him; he returned with the team After visiting Phoenix Valley, take a day off and continue the next day.

Three or four days have passed, and the central square of Xihuang Valley has changed a lot. Countless disciples have built various facilities on it, and the surrounding corridors, pavilions, and pavilions are also being cleaned.

After Zuo Lingquan went to the sword-holding house to resume his life, he rode his horse through the ten-mile willow forest and came to the town outside the gate.

With the news of the alarming terrace being released in a hurry, the speed of Dadan's rush to the monks from all over the world was much faster than expected; basically, they were informed of the arrival of the next day on the first day, and Lianyuan was at the border of Dadan. The Fuya Mountain in Beiya County is already halfway there.

These bottom-level monks, with [-]% of the cultivation bases but no more than sixth-level, are definitely not qualified to compete for places. They come to the capital to find opportunities by chance.

Zuo Lingquan rode a horse out of the octagonal archway, and saw the town outside the gate was crowded with people, and even on both sides of the official road outside the town, stalls were set up in enclosures.

The monks who came from all over the place gathered in front of the booths to bargain, and occasionally there were seniors who were 'advanced' in Taoism, which caused a lot of exclamations, and there were even people who kowtowed on the spot and asked to accept their apprentices.

There were no less than a few thousand people gathered in the town, and it was impossible to ride a horse at all. Zuo Lingquan dismounted from the horse and walked on the lead, and he was also looking at the items sold by Dadan Sanxiu along the way.

Cultivation practitioners below the sixth level are not much different from ordinary people. High-end heaven and earth treasures are not useful if they are obtained. Of course, they are generally not found in the Great Dan Dynasty. The ones sold on the street are ordinary Objects, and occasionally only a few spirit grasses can be seen.Zuo Lingquan wandered around as if looking at flowers, and even saw a man selling slashing knives.

The Zhan Gang Dao is actually an ordinary weapon, but it is just coated with a kind of spiritual grass powder.The objects used by people in the practice are generally called 'magic instruments', and they can have certain effects by infusing them with infuriating qi. Some of them are in the hands of the head room and the deacon. It is said that the national teacher also has one from the outside. Zuo Lingquan couldn't refine the 'spiritual tool' he brought back.

Magical instruments are rare objects in Xihuang Valley, and they are the lifeblood of loose cultivators. Usually, 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, not seeing anything that caught his eye, and slowly came to the entrance of Qihuang Town.Zhenkou is a place where people come and go, and there are 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 objects on the table, and a group of people gather around to pick and choose.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him and glanced at it. He didn't see anything that caught his eye. Instead, he saw an acquaintance—Old Lu with a hat on his head, a sword hanging from his waist and his hands behind his back, looking down at a small porcelain bowl on the stall.

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

"Elder Lu? Why are you here?"

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

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

The monks who left the sect wanted to buy things, and most of them had to come to this kind of 'Xianjia market'. Zuo Lingquan was not surprised by this. He followed Lao Lu's eyes and looked at the porcelain bowls on the stall.

The porcelain bowl was only 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 pitch blackness, nothing special could be seen.

The stall owner was an old cultivator over fifty years old, with his eyes closed and concentrating in a masterful manner.Seeing that one old man and one young man could not buy or speak, he was a little anxious and said:

"Two fellow Taoists, this worm is called 'Ye Fu'. It is the bloodline of an ancient divine beast. It only takes a hundred years to grow. It has the power to move mountains and seas. I just met by chance"

nagging

Zuo Lingquan was too lazy to listen at all, so he approached Lao Lu and asked:

"This little worm, has something to say?"

Lao Lu shook his head:

"I'm looking at the bowl."

?

The stall owner's expression stiffened, but his reaction was quick:

"At that time, the insect king was sealed in this bowl, and this bowl was called 'Soul-locking Demon-Suppressing Cup'"

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

"Old man, what's the price?"

The stall owner pretended to be reluctant to part with love, and hesitated for a while before saying:

"Seeing that the two fellow Taoists are destined, I don't want much, just two white jade bahts, even the worms and the flowers."

Zuo Lingquan only had three white jade baht, which was given by his fiancée, so he definitely did not want to use it; he recalled the conversion price of the white jade baht, and stretched out two fingers:

"Two taels, if you don't sell it"

"Deal! Daoist friend is happy."

The stall owner clapped his palms, picked up the porcelain bowl and handed it to Zuo Lingquan, looking like he was late.

Zuo Lingquan's words stopped abruptly, opened his mouth, and felt blood loss.

But two taels of silver, there is really nothing to say, he took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it to the stall owner, and took the porcelain bowl.

"Hey fellow daoist, I have given too much, and I can't find it."

"Forget it, reward you."

Zuo Lingquan took the porcelain bowl and left the booth with Lao Lu, a little uncertain:

"Elder Lu, how does this porcelain bowl look ordinary? Is there a reason?"

Lao Lu shook his head and sighed, took the porcelain bowl over, and threw the little beetle to Zuo Lingquan, then turned over the bowl, indicating the words "Jing Chong three-year system" on the bottom of the bowl.

Jing Chong three years, is this year.

? ?

Zuo Lingquan held the little black beetle and spread out his hand, hesitating to speak.

Old Lu smiled, and out of nowhere found a small porcelain bottle 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 pick up. This little worm is a poisonous worm, and it is not very valuable, but ten taels of silver is not too bad, take it back and keep it, just treat it as long memory."

"Been taught a lesson."

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

Old Lu turned his head to look at the crowded Xihuang Valley and asked:

"This time I went to the Jing Terrace to bring down the great blessing, but it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You are still young, are you not ready to fight for it?"

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

"There is a requirement for cultivation, so I can't go. Besides, I am the consort of Great Dan, and the princess is still here. If I can go, I won't go now. I think the purpose of cultivation is to be free and be led by blessings, isn't it? Put the cart before the horse."

When Lao Lu heard this, he nodded thoughtfully:

"That's right. The road to immortality is long. No matter whether it's a blessing or a disaster ahead, don't forget your original intention and follow your own path; if you can keep this heart, your future will not be short."

"Then we have to be able to go on the road"

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The monks from various counties arrived one after another, and the river where Qianfan gathered was more prosperous than before. A cruise ship full of dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital slowly sailed across the river, watching the beautiful scenery along the coast.

Laughter and flutes were intertwined on the cruise ship, and the dignitaries in the capital exchanged cups in the ship building.

In the window of the private room on the second floor of the ship building, the minister of households, Wang Zheng, holding a wine glass in his hand, looked at the endless mountain range at the end of his field of vision, and said slowly:

"Fuji Mountain has watched the Fengshui treasure land of Qihuang Valley for many years, and has guessed about the safety of the national teacher, but because of the prestige of the national teacher, he dare not act rashly. This time the imperial court summoned Fuqi Mountain to Beijing, and the owner of the mountain, Cheng Jiujiang, came here in person. With the intention of probing the truth of the national teacher"

In the private room, Zhao Ze, who released the golden roar last time, was sitting in the room, but he had already dressed up as a foreigner. He responded:

"Our Celestial Venerable is only afraid of Yue Pingyang. Although Cheng Jiujiang has a high level of cultivation, he is still inferior to our Celestial Venerable. We only need to find out the reality of Yue Pingyang."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he was a little dissatisfied, turned around and sat down:

"Master Zhao, you have said all day long that your Tianzun is powerful, but you haven't seen how capable you are. Last time you let a tiger make trouble in Xinghua Street, and your chest was slapped loudly. How can a 'golden gun roar' 'can strengthen the yang', In the end, he just yelled and died suddenly on the spot, and the body was dragged away by Qihuang Valley intact, not even a single hair was left. Do you think you are here to plot Qihuang Valley, or to feed the enemy?"

Zhao Ze's ninth level of Qi refining is considered a bit of Taoism, but the word 'Xianchang' is definitely not worth it.

Zhao Ze was also a little puzzled when he mentioned the sudden death of the Golden Hair Roar last time, and explained reluctantly:

"People are afraid of fierce beasts, but fierce beasts are also afraid of people. It is not impossible that the golden-haired roar was caught from the mountains and suddenly put into the downtown area, where it was frightened to death by the lights all over the street."

"Don't talk about it. If you do something wrong, you will do it wrong. Li Xiang scolded me like a dog. If you Tianzun really want to dominate the Phoenix Valley, you can do something real with your real skills."

"That's natural."

"The princess and Xihuanggu have already become suspicious of Fuya Mountain. This time, as long as you take the opportunity to provoke them and let the two sides get together, the national teacher will definitely come out to stabilize the situation; if the national teacher does not show up, it means that something has really gone wrong, and Fuyashan will be in trouble. You will definitely do it first; then you can just sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman, and Li Xiang can also use the princess's unknown pretext to oust the princess and take power."

"I'm a practitioner, these conspiracies are not as good as Lord Wang, you can arrange them."

"What conspiracy and tricks, this is called planning!"

Wang Zheng leaned on the chair and thought about it:

"This time, what a surprise to get people on the terrace. Qihuanggu and the princess are very concerned about it, so they have to make a big fuss. Li Xiang learned the news that the princess's concubine has been patrolling the mountains in Changqing Mountain in recent days. To die violently in Changqing Mountain will not only make Xihuanggu lose face, but also frame Fuya Mountain, provoke grievances between the two sides, and by the way, it can also replace the choice of the consort, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

Zhao Ze nodded slowly and asked, "Is that concubine a practitioner? What kind of Taoism?"

"There is no Taoxing, but the martial arts are good, and only after receiving the favor of the eldest princess, did you practice in the Phoenix Valley. Don't you say that you can't even deal with ordinary people?"

"Ordinary people can deal with it, Lord Wang can rest assured."

"Don't mention 'don't worry' to me, I'm tired of it. I'll say hello to you in advance. That kid's family is very rich. Although he is an ordinary person, if he really fights, the magic weapon will definitely be thrown out without money."

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

"A magic weapon?! Is what Mr. Wang said true?"

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

"Hehe, it turned out to be a joke"

"What am I kidding?"

When Wang Zheng said this, he was a little angry:

"You cultivators, don't know how to live to such an old age. People die, never because of stupidity, but because of arrogance. No matter how stupid people are, they will not go into the pit, but they will die because of arrogance. The older man will, because he doesn't think he can die. Do you understand what that means?"

Zhao Ze pondered: "Master Wang's statement is reasonable."

"It's reasonable and you have to keep it in mind. No matter how big or small, you can deal with it with the attitude of a lion fighting a rabbit. The opponent is alone, and you send two killers. It seems reasonable, but can it be foolproof? No. What is foolproof? The opponent is alone , you send 1 killers, if you miss, I'll chop off your head for you."

Zhao Ze nodded seriously: "I understand, I'll go to contact people around the capital, and I'll do my best no matter who he is."

"Hmph, I guess you have to smash things this time, remember to let them bring some Fuyashan things on their bodies, and deal with the corpses; if they can't kill people, you have to throw the dirty water out, don't give a fuck. After the plan, I exposed myself and washed the people Fuyashan white."

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

"Look, you don't believe in evil, right? If something really happened, you were the one who died, not me. I can see what's your use? I'll burn two more pieces of paper for you, and I will say, 'Zhao Xian, who was long-standing and brave, died in a mountain valley. "It's really a pity', are you happy? Would you like to stop burning two paper-tie girls over there?"

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

"Stop talking, go to work."