Too Reckless

In the next few days, Zuo Lingquan took a dozen of his fellow disciples to patrol the Changqing Mountain, and 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 Qihuang Valley has changed a lot. Countless disciples have built various facilities on it, and the surrounding corridors, pavilions, and pavilions are also being cleaned up.

After Zuo Lingquan returned to the sword-holding house, 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 low-level cultivators, with 90% of the cultivation base but no more than sixth-level, are definitely not qualified to compete for places. They come to the capital to seek 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 the official road outside the town was surrounded by stalls.

The monks who came from all over the place gathered in front of the booths to negotiate the price. Occasionally, seniors who were 'advanced' in Taoism passed by, which caused a lot of exclamations, and there were even people who kowtowed on the spot to ask their teachers 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 chopping knife 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, but he didn't see anything that caught his eye. Instead, he saw an acquaintance - Lao Lu, who was wearing a bamboo hat, with 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 gaze 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 is an old cultivator over fifty years old, with his eyes closed and concentrating, he looks like a master. Seeing that one old man and one young man could not buy or speak, he was a little anxious and said:

"Two fellow Daoists, this worm is called 'Yesha', it is the bloodline of the ancient beasts, it only takes a hundred years to grow into it, and it has the power to move mountains and seas... This old man entered the Evergreen Mountain thousands of miles by himself last year. By coincidence, I met by chance..."

babble...

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 worm king was sealed in this bowl, and the bowl was called the 'Soul Monster Locking Soul Cup'..."

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

"Looking at the fate of the two fellow Daoists, the old man doesn't need much, he only needs two white jade baht, even with a worm..."

Zuo Lingquan only had three white jade baht, which was given by his fiancee, so he definitely didn't 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 as if he had seen each other late.

Zuo Lingquan's words stopped abruptly, he opened his mouth, feeling 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.

"Ouch~ Fellow Daoist, if you give too much, I can't find it."

"Forget it, I will reward you."

Zuo Lingquan took the porcelain bowl and left the booth with Lao Lu. He said with some uncertainty:

"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 porcelain bowl, indicating the small characters "Jing Chong three-year system" on the bottom of the bowl.

Jing Chong three years, this year.

? ?

Zuo Lingquan held the little black beetle and spread out his hands, hesitating to say anything.

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

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

"This time I went to Jing Terrace to bring down the great blessing, but it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You are still young, aren't you 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 a good word. The road to immortality is long. No matter whether it is a blessing or a catastrophe, don't forget your original intention and follow your own path; if you can keep this original intention, 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.

On the cruise ship, laughter and flutes were intertwined, and the elites in the capital exchanged cups in the boathouse.

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

"Fuyi Mountain has been watching the Fengshui treasure land of Qihuang Valley for many years, and there are speculations about the safety of the national teacher, but due to the prestige of the national teacher, I dare not act rashly. This time, the imperial court summoned Fuyi Mountain to Beijing, and the mountain master Cheng Jiujiang came over in person, I am afraid it is also the same. Holding the meaning of exploring 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:

"We Tianzun are afraid of Yue Pingyang. Although Cheng Jiujiang has a high cultivation base, he is still a little worse than our Tianzun. As long as we can find out the truth of Yue Pingyang..."

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

"Zhao Daxian, you say that your gods are powerful all day long, but you don't see how powerful you are. Last time you put a tiger on Xinghua Street to make trouble, your chest slapped loudly, what's the 'golden spear roar' and 'impotence', In the end, he just roared and died violently on the spot. The body was completely dragged away by Xihuang Valley, and not even a hair was left. Do you think you are here to plan the habitation valley, or come 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 reluctantly explained:

"People are afraid of ferocious beasts, and ferocious beasts are actually afraid of people. It's not impossible that the Golden Retriever Roar was caught from the mountains, suddenly put into the downtown, and scared to death by the street lights..."

"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 and tricks are not as good as Mr. Wang. You can arrange them."

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

Wang Zheng leaned on the chair and thought for a while:

"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 can 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 the concubine a practitioner? What kind of Taoism?"

"There is no Dao Xing, but the martial arts are good. Only after receiving the favor of the eldest princess, did you cultivate 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. Let me say hello in advance, that kid's family is very rich, although he is an ordinary person, but if he really fights, the magic weapon will definitely be thrown out without money..."

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

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

"How do I know? You guys in your practice are fighting~www.wuxiahere.com~ Can your opponent tell you what's at the bottom of the box first?"

"Hehe, it was just 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 their 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."

"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 other party is alone, and you send two killers. It seems reasonable, but can it be foolproof? No. What is foolproof? The other party is alone. , you send 10,000 killers, and if you miss me, I'll chop off the head for you."

Zhao Ze nodded earnestly: "I understand, I'll contact people around the capital, and I'll do my best no matter who they are."

"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 anyone, 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, you are a little too contemptuous of others..."

"Look, you don't believe in evil, right? If something really happened, you were the one who died, not me. I can see what use you are? I'll burn two more pieces of paper for you at that time, and I will say, 'Zhao Xian, who was both wise and brave, died in the 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, let's go to work."

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