Too Reckless

Zuo Lingquan stood upright under the cliff and waited for a while. After realizing that the other party had not shown up for a long time, he felt a little doubtful in his heart, but in the end he was relieved—it was probably the 'senior sister' who greeted him last night, deliberately Embarrass him.

Zuo Lingquan spanked someone's butt. Naturally, he didn't care about making things difficult and waited patiently.

And Wu Qingwan on the cliff has been following Zuo Lingquan's movements all the time, wanting to wait for Zuo Lingquan to get impatient and let him go back according to the princess's instructions.

But after waiting for half an hour, the baby below looked like a wooden man. He didn't even move his eyebrows. Not to mention other things, this extraordinary concentration is not something that ordinary people can have.

It took the two of them a long time, and the female apprentices in the bamboo forest all began to whisper, and a few thought that Wu Qingwan hadn't noticed this handsome young man, and even ran up to report it.

Wu Qingwan waited for a long time, she couldn't hold her face if she didn't show her face, she could only put on a cold look, and stuck her head out of the cliff again:

"Your name is Zuo Lingquan?"

Zuo Lingquan let out a sigh of relief and raised his hand in a salute:

"Exactly, I met Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan looked at the bamboo forest below the stone cliff and wanted to ask, 'Why did you offend Jiang Yi, she wants to torment you like this? ’ But it’s hard to say this, so after hesitating, he said:

"She has already told me your intentions. Well... why did she help you and recommend you to worship in Phoenix Valley?"

Zuo Lingquan just stood for a long time. Knowing that the girl must have mentioned what happened last night, he said truthfully:

"I don't know each other if I don't fight. My disciple and I met by chance, and we discussed each other a lot. She never beat me before, and she gave me the card because she was willing to admit defeat."

"Oh?!"

Wu Qingwan looked surprised, she didn't quite believe that Princess Longli would be able to lose to the little famous kid below.

But after thinking about it carefully, I understood a little more - no wonder Jiang Yi wanted to introduce the other party to get started, but he was embarrassed by others.

Thinking of this, the doubts in Wu Qingwan's heart subsided, her eyes softened a little, and she asked:

"Who did you learn from before? Why did you join me?"

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has consulted many seniors in Jianghu, but he has never been taught by a teacher, and has always practiced by himself. At this time, he seriously responded:

"Self taught."

The words sounded a little arrogant.

Wu Qingwan squinted her eyes slightly, looked at Zuo Lingquan for a long time, and saw that his body was straight and without shame, and then she said with suspicion:

"You are self-taught, and you are better than her in martial arts? With a sword?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Yes, with a sword."

Wu Qingwan stood up from the stone platform, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked down carefully. The mountain breeze blows the pale green skirt, and the slim long skirt outlines an almost perfect curve.

Zuo Lingquan was standing directly under the cliff. He originally raised his head and looked at each other calmly, but when he looked at it from this angle, two large dumplings like inverted jade bowls blocked most of his sight.

"…"

Zuo Lingquan is a man, not a saint. He sensed something was wrong, fearing that his eyes were not right, he quickly held his sword and clasped his fists, bowed his head and said:

"There is no false statement here. If Senior Wu doesn't believe it, you can take the exam."

Wu Qingwan didn't notice anything unusual about Zuo Lingquan, but felt that this little doll was a little crazy. She thought for a while, then turned her eyes to a bamboo hut in the forest, and said:

"Xiaohua, come and try."

"Good teacher."

Zuo Lingquan turned his head and looked at a girl who was watching the excitement in the bamboo hut. Hearing this, she picked up her sword eagerly and came to the bottom of the stone cliff. Her eyes first wandered on his face, and then she clasped her fists in a decent manner. :

"My name is Xiaohua, sir, be careful."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the video of the little girl in front of him, and he knew just from her aura that she was far worse than the girl from yesterday, she was a young girl who had never fought.

However, in order to prove himself in front of the experts in Xihuang Valley, Zuo Lingquan still clenched his fists seriously:

"Qinghe County, Zuo Lingquan."

After reporting to her home, Miss Xiaohua stood ten paces away and held the hilt of her sword. Only after Wu Qingwan said "start", she suddenly rushed forward and her sword was unsheathed.

But what surprised her was that the handsome young man who had been motionless ten steps away had come to him for some reason, kicked her hilt neatly, and kicked back the long sword that was more than half unsheathed. .

Zuo Lingquan carried the unsheathed green leather scabbard sword, placed it lightly on the little girl's neck, and looked up at the top of the stone cliff.

Miss Xiaohua was dazed, looking at the scabbard around her neck, and said:

"Master, I haven't drawn my sword yet..."

Wu Qingwan looked at everything in her eyes. She was as quiet as a virgin and as fast as a thunderbolt. At first glance, this posture was hard work, and she couldn't practice it for more than ten years. She believed that Zuo Lingquan beat Jiang Yi to the ground. .

However, Wu Qingwan didn't see the exercises Zuo Lingquan used, and it felt like she didn't use her true qi at all, and just used her skills and physical fitness to crush the opponent.

If this is the case, Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he can practice this step at a young age. In terms of cultivation, it is enough to be described as a 'celestial genius'.

Thinking about this, Wu Qingwan showed approval in her eyes, she smiled and said:

"Okay, Xiaohua, go down and learn more from your brother Zuo in the future."

The little girl didn't even draw her sword, she was a little gloomy, she nodded earnestly, and ran off.

Zuo Lingquan looked slightly happy and said:

"Senior Wu is willing to accept me as a disciple?"

Wu Qingwan looked peaceful, and shook her head slightly:

"Apprenticeship and apprenticeship is an important matter. How can you decide in a few words. Like everyone else, you should first cultivate in the valley, and then it's not too late to choose a master when you're familiar with it. With your talent, I'm afraid I can't teach you."

Talent?

Zuo Lingquan was a little hesitant when he heard this, and wanted to say something about his meridians. But after thinking about it, it's not a bad thing to stay in Xihuang Valley for a few more days. a trip.

"Then I would like to thank Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan nodded, raised her hand, and pointed to a bamboo hut near the pool below the waterfall:

"You can live there in the future. You just came here today. First, clean up and settle down, familiarize yourself with the environment, and someone will take you to the living room to register for naturalization tomorrow."

The new disciples have to go to the living room to register, get the clothes brand, and then live in the collective dormitory. Only the junior disciples of the masters and deacons are eligible to live in the courtyard of the single house.

Wu Qingwan came up and arranged a small courtyard for Zuo Lingquan in a very good location. The girls in the bamboo forest all showed surprise, but seeing the scene of the competition just now, there is nothing to say. After all, Zuo Lingquan's The skill is worthy of this treatment.

It's just that Zuo Lingquan became embarrassed when he heard this, and he said:

"Senior Wu, I still have some unfinished business in the capital. Can I delay the entry-level practice for a few days?"

Wu Qingwan also understood: "Cultivation is a big deal. Maybe you will stay in Phoenix Valley or go further afield. Are you going to say goodbye to your relatives?"

Zuo Lingquan said truthfully:

"The younger generation's home is in Qinghe County, and this time he entered the capital because he was arranged by the elders to run for the eldest princess' concubine..."

"Um???"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingwan smiled and listened for a while, then tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

Zuo Lingquan saw Wu Qingwan's expression changing so fast, and his words stopped, thinking that Wu Qingwan was dissatisfied, he explained:

"Well... I just chose the concubine. There are no less than 200 young talents who have entered Beijing this time. I am only one of them. The chance of being selected is very slim. After tomorrow is finished, I will enter and practice with peace of mind..."

Screeching, talking for a long time.

It's a pity that Wu Qingwan didn't listen to her at all, her mind was full of thoughts, and she didn't know where she had gone.

Choose a concubine?

Jiang Yi's concubine?

Jiang Yi knew him, and the concubine was chosen tomorrow, so why did he arrange for him here?

Let me, the auntie, see how people look like?

I think people are nice...

So handsome...

When paired with Jiang Yi, um...

Wu Qingwan stared blankly at Zuo Lingquan, her eyes changed from strange to inexplicable, as if her mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law who had never been through the door.

Zuo Lingquan gradually turned from embarrassment to daze. The other party didn't respond, and he didn't know what to say. The two of them just stared at each other.

After looking at it for a long time, Wu Qingwan came back to her senses, coughed lightly, restrained all her emotions, and waved her hand:

"Go."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand the meaning and asked:

"Then after I finish tomorrow, I'll come over to learn the arts again?"

Wu Qingwan couldn't figure out what Princess Longli meant either, but whether she chose it or not, Zuo Lingquan's entry into the Phoenix Valley was a matter of what the princess said. She thought about it and said:

"You can come over after you finish your work tomorrow."

Zuo Lingquan was so determined, he wanted to ask again, "What if I choose a concubine", but he immediately dismissed the unlucky thought.

He has already entered the door, and he was about to sign and sign the roster. How could God play tricks on him like this?

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There are some settings, so I will add another chapter...

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