Too Reckless

into the night.

A small painting boat entered the brightly lit Burning Smoke City along the Kutuo River.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the bow of the boat, looking at all kinds of people on both sides of the street.

Burning Smoke City is similar to Qihuang Town outside Qihuang Valley. It is named after the Burning Smoke Sect built along the river. Strictly speaking, it is a Xianjiaye market.

The reason is to say 'wild' because there are such places near each sect for local monks to meet and communicate, and the routes set by the nine sects cannot be covered by every sect. These places are maintained by the local sect. Order is not as safe as Linyuan Harbor.

Burning Smoke City is famous for its refining tools, and all kinds of magic tools are indispensable for monks. The prosperity of this place is obvious; as the saying goes, things are clustered together. Abundant hilltop courtyard, earn some fairy money by craftsmanship.

According to the information provided by Shangguan Lingye, Lei Hongliang was a disciple of Tiandi City. Later, Shizu was removed from Tiandi City and was implicated in his sect. Relying on his relationship, he was taken in by Xizong Burning Smoke City and became a guest minister, gradually becoming famous.

Zuo Lingquan met Zhang Zhengye and others at noon, and after some inquiries, he learned that Lei Hongliang had a high status in Burning Mist City because of his good craftsmanship.

As for the realm, Lei Hongliang, as an artifact refiner, had all the treasures of heaven and earth brought to the door by others, and it was impossible to fight with others, so no one knew the specific realm of Youhuang.

Apart from these, Zuo Lingquan couldn't inquire about anything else, so he said goodbye halfway and took a boat to Burning Mist City first.

Burning Smoke City is located in the upper reaches of the Kutuo River. There are few mortal people in the city. All you can see on the street are monks.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxuan had been in the cramped cabin for a few days, feeling a little bored. At this time, they also came out and stood beside Zuo Lingquan, looking at the environment on the street.

Because they were in different places, the two women were dressed very well. Wearing a hat, Wu Qingwan even made her **** a little smaller, while Tang Jingxuan put on an ordinary cloth skirt.

The dumplings are naughty and smart, and they are easy to attract attention. Zuo Lingquan suffered a loss in Linyuan Port. This time, he taught them well on the road, so that the dumplings have to pretend to be stupid, otherwise they will run out of food.

The dumpling was very obedient, so he didn't cry anymore, squatted on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, tilted his head and stared blankly, and at a glance he knew he was stupid.

It was not easy for Zuo Lingquan to teach this step, so he didn't care about the dumplings anymore. After the painting boat docked in a place where there were many moored boats, he walked up the street.

Shangguan Lingye's private ferry is a magic weapon custom-made by Xueyuelin. The ordinary ferry has all the functions, but also a lot of special functions; hiding whereabouts and automatically finding the owner are just the basics, and it can even be old and disguised as ordinary. The ship, if it is not damaged, will not be seen at all.

Qi-refining cultivators couldn't help but eat and sleep, and there were also inns and restaurants on the street, and like other fairy bazaars, they only charged fairy money.

Zuo Lingquan took the two women and walked around the street, picked a street with a lot of personal traffic, and opened a room in the inn next to him.

The reason why I don't live on the boat is because the opening of the isolation circle may make people suspicious, and it is inconvenient to not open it. It is better to live in the inn generously.

Wu Qingwan stood behind Zuo Lingquan, saw that Zuo Lingquan only opened one room, and looked at Tang Jingxun hesitantly:

"Only one room?"

Tang Jingxuan also felt that something was wrong. Based on her thinking, the two of them would definitely have to 'practice' later. If she stayed in the room, she would not be ashamed. She also said:

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient, you guys will wait..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have any crooked thoughts for the time being, and said with a smile:

"It's safer to live together. We can all stay up all day, day and night. We just need to find a place to stay. I'm going to the street to inquire about news. You just need to pay attention at the window, you don't have to follow."

Wu Qingwan thought about it too, and didn't say much.

Tang Jingxuan has been in the market for a long time. Although she is younger than Wu Qingwan, she has a better understanding of people's hearts than Wu Qingwan, who has not been concerned about world affairs since childhood, and whispered:

"You will definitely be back tonight..."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and didn't answer. After sending the two women into the house, he carried the package to the street on the side of the inn.

The streets of Xianjia Bazaar will never lack small monks who set up street stalls. Needless to say, places with a lot of traffic have long been covered with people.

Zuo Lingquan spent a white jade baht to buy a stall selling Sanwu elixir. He also bought a small bench by the way, spread out a black cloth, and placed acacia wood on it, and a few pieces were not sold. The garbage ore, the glowing mushrooms in the bottom of the Soul Abyss and other objects.

Except for the locust wood, the others are worthless gadgets.

The stall is opposite the inn, and when you look up, you can see the window where Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun are, but the inn has a cover formation, so you can only see the blurred portraits, and you can't hear the two whispering together. .

Zuo Lingquan glanced at her, and judging from Qingwan's general reaction, she should be talking about 'cultivation' at night.

His eyes didn't stop at the window, but he looked at the passers-by just like a normal loose cultivator.

The cultivators who can wander around in Burning Smoke City, whether it is a craftsman or a cultivator who comes to customize the magic weapon, are mostly worth a lot, and their vision is not low.

Zuo Lingquan sat for less than a quarter of an hour, and then saw several male and female monks stop in front of the booth and looked at the locust trees on the booth, but they might not have seen the details, and they all left in the end.

The high probability of being interested in ghost locust wood is evil monks, and this method of standing still is obviously not efficient.

Zuo Lingquan waited quietly for about half an hour, and after passing by innumerable people in front of him, he saw a worthy target coming from a distance from the street.

The person who came was a cultivator in Tsing Yi, who was in his thirties. He was dressed in plain clothes and had an identity card with the word 'Thunder' hanging around his waist.

Zuo Lingquan had heard when he inquired about the news today that only the disciples of Leigongshan in Burning Mist City had this sign.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took it seriously and did not look at it casually, waiting for the Tsing Yi cultivator to pass by.

It's just that the Tsing Yi cultivator didn't seem to have a high vision. He glanced at his booth and moved over. He didn't notice the special feature of ghost locust wood at all, so he went straight to the next booth.

Zuo Lingquan frowned secretly. The main purpose of his visit this time was to find the whereabouts of the second uncle Qingwan. Seeing this, he could only take the initiative to speak:

"This fellow Daoist, please stay."

The Tsing Yi cultivator paused and turned back in a bad tone:

"If you use a bunch of broken stones to cheat you, you have to find the right person. The people from Daoist Leigongshan will be fooled by you?"

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood, I just want to inquire about something."

Zuo Lingquan said and took out three white jade baht.

The cultivator in Tsing Yi retreated, half squatted in front of the booth, and took Bai Yuzhu:

"Go ahead."

"I came from Dayan, and I want to find an expert to refine something that is handy. It's the best for Lei Fa. Seeing that fellow Daoist is from Leigongshan..."

The Tsing Yi cultivator was slightly surprised: "You still have some vision. The things that I have refined in Leigongshan are considered to be the top of the nine sects. What grade do you want to refine? What kind of?"

"Low-quality spiritual tools, preferably mirrors and rulers."

Refining low-grade spiritual tools is not too complicated, and the refining masters in the middle and late stages of Linggu can guarantee that the furnace will not be fried. The monk in blue nodded:

"No problem, but you have to be prepared for the price..."

"Running all the way, naturally I won't joke with fellow Daoists. But I used to inquire at Linyuan Harbor. More than 20 years ago, there seemed to be a flaw in the magic weapon refined by Leigongshan, which almost killed the monk. …”

The Tsing Yi cultivator's expression changed when he heard this. It was about the goodwill of the sect, he said dissatisfiedly:

"Don't talk nonsense, fellow Daoist, this kind of thing has never happened in Leigongshan. If there was, it would have spread long ago."

Zuo Lingquan brought the topic here, only to reveal the purpose: "What the cultivator at Linyuangang said doesn't seem to be a fake. What he said in the name of Lei Hongliang was actually the apprentice Wu Zunyi who did it... …”

Tsing Yi cultivator waved his hand and said, "You don't understand this. Master leads apprentices. Before leaving the apprenticeship, the things refined naturally belong to the master, and the master is only responsible for the guidance and verification. have to."

"Then this rumor..."

"Hey, no matter how old the master is, there are times when he sees something wrong, so even if the things are the same, the price of the things that the apprentices make from the sect will be 30% cheaper. The thing you said, either the monks were greedy and bought them. The apprentice’s OEM did not accept the defective product; either the local Xianjia shop was shoddy and didn’t explain it to others, this is a common thing outside, and it’s not my fault, Leigongshan.”

In the case records Zuo Lingquan obtained, it was indeed a middleman who was shoddy in the end. He made a 'sudden realization' appearance, and said:

"That being said, it's a fact that there is a problem with the magic weapon. It's not a trivial matter. That Wu Zunyi is still in Leigongshan. If I let him do the work, I'd rather spend more money to find someone else."

Tsing Yi cultivator frowned and recalled: "Wu Zunyi... There must be no such person now, but more than 20 years ago, I just entered the mountain gate not long ago. At that time, my uncle surnamed Wu was often praised by the mountain owner. Master asked us to do more. I learned from Uncle Wu, so I have a bit of an impression; but I can't remember when I disappeared, and I remembered such a person when you said this."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly. Since it was an inexplicable disappearance rather than death, there is still hope of finding it. The specific information can only be asked by Lei Hongliang himself.

"I am relieved to have said that, if you want to ask Leishan Master to do the knife in person, what price will it cost?"

"Don't think about it. The craftsmanship industry is expensive but not too expensive. Once you become famous, you won't drop your status to make low-quality items. If you want to find someone to make craftsmanship, I will introduce you and give you a favor. price."

Zuo Lingquan knew that he couldn't ask anything of value, so he nodded, raised his hand and said:

"Then I will give out 1,000 white jade baht, and fellow Daoist can help me contact a reliable one."? !

The Tsing Yi cultivator was stunned for a moment before saying:

"What the hell?"

"A thousand pieces."

"Customized low-grade spiritual tools, without materials?"

Zuo Lingquan stretched out his hand and motioned for a stone to be placed on the booth:

"Do fellow Daoists see me as someone with materials?"

"..."

The Tsing Yi monk was speechless.

Leifa is a powerful low-grade spiritual tool. The market price of mass production can be nearly 1,000. It is common sense to find a craftsman to customize it according to personal exercises. It is common sense that the manual cost is more expensive than the material. One thousand is shabby when the manual cost is included. Material?

"Do you think that you are the Qingkui of the Nine Sects?"

"It's not about ~www.wuxiahere.com~ just cultivating."

"Sanxiu, do you have such a big face?"

The Tsing Yi cultivator got up and left. If it weren't for the fact that he received three white jade baht, he would have blown up the stall.

"Hey fellow Daoist, don't go, I'm doing business with sincerity."

"You sincerely **** you, Daoye has no time to be bullied by you..."

In a few words, he has gone far.

Zuo Lingquan watched the monk go away, looked at the window of the inn again, and shook his head.

Although the scene in the room was blurry and I couldn't see the expression, I could also feel that Wu Qingwan was a little disappointed.

Zuo Lingquan sighed secretly, feeling that it would be futile to wait any longer, so he prepared to put away the carpet and go back to the inn to comfort Qing Wan.

Who would have thought that just after rolling up the corner of the blanket, another person stopped in front of him...