Too Reckless

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At noon, the clouds pressing on the top of the head were as black as ink, and the sound of thunder echoed in his ears, but when he looked up, he couldn't see the slightest light of thunder.

Soybean-sized raindrops, wrapped by the strong wind, hit the big boats moored on the shore together with the huge waves, making a crackling sound. The jagged market buildings can't see the edge in the rain and fog, and people on the street can't do it. High and low, holding oil-paper umbrellas in their hands, burying their heads in the rain and scurrying away.

In the shop, men and women, young and old, who are about to travel or have just returned, sit around the tea table in groups of three or five, or stand alone under the eaves and look around. At the door of the shop, the figure that bulges forward and backward attracts passers-by's quiet glances. Of course, there are also little Taoist priests with strict tutors. The teacher who is not careful is found by the accompanying teacher, who grabs his ears and teaches:

"What are you staring at?"

"Ah... the rain is really white, no, it's really heavy..."

"Really? I like it so much that I don't go out to shower for half an hour, I'm afraid I'm sorry for the beauty..."

The scene where the little Taoist priest was kicked on the buttocks and the door attracted a burst of laughter, and also attracted the beautiful lady to look back.

On the street, the black-clothed swordsman with two swords hanging on his waist, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand trembled from the heavy rain, saw this scene from a distance, and said:

"Lao Jun has been practicing asceticism for three times in front of the statue, just to change your look back in this life. That little Taoist priest has a way in his heart, and his future achievements will not be small."

Half a step behind, a little girl with a round face dressed as a heroine, carrying an iron pipa and a peach umbrella on her shoulders, her voice was sweet:

"How did Young Master Zuo see it?"

"Eyes."

"Hey... Zuo Gongzi now not only has the realm of the ancestors, but also behaves like the ancestors on the mountain."

"Yes?"

"Yeah, you're making a fool of yourself when you talk about it. You just say that the little Taoist became lustful, and it's over after seeing the little fairy in front of you."

The swordsman in black robe raised his mouth and smiled. The smile was very lethal, which attracted a few mature beauties passing by on the street to look sideways, and his eyes showed a bit of possessiveness that was not irresistible.

The black-robed swordsman noticed something and put away his smile again.

The round-faced girl has long been accustomed to this kind of scene, like a good brother who is inseparable, thiefly said:

"Young Master Zuo, those big sisters are looking at you. I guess you hook your fingers, and you can become a story of a dewy marriage. Why are you so indifferent to others? I remember you are very sensual, and you like the most savory girls. Here comes my sister."

The swordsman in black robe smiled and did not respond.

"Are you afraid that Sister Shangguan and the others will see it? Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you."

"Do I look like someone who is afraid of my daughter-in-law?"

"picture."

"..."

The swordsman in black robe shrugged slightly, indicating that he knew you were still saying this, I'm afraid it wasn't because he wanted me to die young.

...

The last time I went home for the New Year, after the Lantern Festival, Zuo Lingquan said goodbye to his parents and set off again on the long road of cultivation.

This time, I might have to go out for a long time, and Madam Zuo was particularly reluctant.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zuo not only dragged a few daughters-in-law alone and talked for a long time, but also Miss Yingying, who was in her heart, naturally did not let go. If there is one less, he will not recognize his unsatisfactory son.

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to disappoint the old lady, but this goal was really scary. He could only nod his head and promise that he would go home with a lot more next time.

After leaving Qinghe County, Zuo Lingquan kept going to the barren mountain, took the recommendation letter from the ancestor, and entered the Shenhuo Cave where the fifth brother Zuo Yunting once practiced.

Retreat and rush into the realm, even if the treasures of heaven and earth are complete and safe, the process is quite long and boring.

Zuo Lingquan entered the cave to retreat, and in the order of fire, earth, and gold, refining his life, transcending the calamity, stabilizing his body, and refining his life again... After a set, he spent more than a year without leaving home.

Although it has been a long time, the concept of time passing is very vague in the case of retreating and ecstasy. For Zuo Lingquan, it is only the effort of closing and opening his eyes. Several girls are all practitioners. These days are also closed in Shenhuo Cave. They have just left the retreat a few days ago, and their feelings are almost the same.

In order to keep up with the pace, Jiang Yi worked hard the most. In addition, she had been in seclusion for half a year before, but now she has entered the first level of Youhuang, and has become a serious fairy.

Relying on the peach core containing the power of Qinglong, Qingwan's speed is also not slow, but she has to take into account the learning of medical Taoism and techniques, and can't just rush to the realm. Currently, she is on the same level as Jiang Yi.

To say that the biggest improvement is still Lingye.

Ling Ye used to be the first Qingkui of the nine sects, his understanding was not inferior to Zuo Lingquan, and his special talent even surpassed Zuo Lingquan. In the absence of a knot, the speed of cultivation was terrifying; first refining the Dragon King Shui Jing and Qinglong Peach core, phoenix fire, etc., have raised all the life objects to a level, and have crossed the great catastrophe of the jade-rank realm, becoming a serious jade-rank immortal.

Relying on the fate of the five gods and the domineering talent of the nine sects, Ling Ye became the strongest warlock in the same realm within the Yuyao Continent without any surprise. Ashamed, and even privately discussing that Venerable Wang Hai, who played the same technique, may have to give way in the near future.

On the other hand, Tang Jingxuan is more stretched. The Buddhist cultivator is rich and noble, and if he wants to work hard, he has nowhere to start. These days are not so much a retreat, it is better to say that he is sleeping with a dumpling, and his realm has not moved.

As for Xie Qiutao, he had already entered the first level of Youhuang, and his talent was not bad. He borrowed a few treasures of heaven and earth to refine and refine, but now there is only a small gap between him and Zuo Lingquan.

The practice of 'Yuhuangjing' is just like the meaning of the name - the rest of the world will never see the sky.

A cultivator who has reached this realm seems to be trapped in a dim and dull bamboo forest, and he doesn't know when he will be able to go out.

Zuo Lingquan's Fuyuan is tyrannical. He relied on half-eaten soft rice to find his life and everything. It is not difficult to reach the peak of Youhuang, but it is not difficult, but he wants to become a famous mountain old man in Kyushu. Ancestor, but it's not easy.

To reach the jade rank at the peak of Youhuang, you only need the rank of the Five Elements to survive the thunder calamity.

Ling Ye relied on the master and the man's wool to gather the five gods of the gods. Although the antlers of the Central Continent were inferior to the other four, it was easy to withstand the great thunder disaster.

On the other hand, Zuo Lingquan is not the case, refining the five elements of life, but the soil of the five elements is a shortcoming, and the sword of life is more exaggerated. It is not so much his life sword, it is better to say that he is the sword frame of the sword, and he is not a bird at all.

Forcibly crossing the Great Thunder Tribulation without the help of the Sword of Life and the land of the Five Elements having shortcomings is not much different from suicide. It is still a long way off when we can actually step on the 'white jade long step' leading to the top of the mountain.

Xie Qiutao did the same, and reached the peak of Youhuang, but the rank of the natal item was not enough. He was afraid of being struck to death by lightning and did not dare to cross the calamity. He had to slowly warm up the rank of the natal item.

After reaching this realm, Zuo Lingquan understood why there were so many "half-step jade steps" in the world, but there were only a handful of jade-rank immortals. The last half step was too harsh, enough to clear all the ignorant people in the world.

After a period of self-cultivation, the accumulation of the past was exhausted. After reaching the bottleneck, it was difficult to break through. Zuo Lingquan set off again, went to Juejianya, and tried to find a way to open the seal of the "world's strongest half-step jade step".

Juejianya is located in Huajunzhou, which is very far away. Zuo Lingquan planned to go there with his daughter-in-law and see the customs outside while practicing.

But when Ling Ye and the ancestors talked about this, the ancestors rejected the proposal, the meaning is very simple - travel is not a romantic, a journey of a thousand miles alone is called cultivation, if you are nostalgic for Wenrou Township, you can honestly be an idler Don't go out.

In addition, the ancestor also warned that let Zuo Lingquan go out and don't be ashamed to Jiuzong, and to follow her style and use the most domineering attitude to let the immortal family in the land of Kyushu hear him for the first time. When you name it, you can understand who will be the words and people in this world after thousands of years.

This trip is not only a tour, but also a prestige to the immortal family in the world.

Zuo Lingquan knew that the old ancestor's words were reasonable and could not refuse, so he could only split up with Ling Ye. In front of him were only the guide Xie Qiutao, and Jing Xing, who was going outside to find a way to break through.

Coming to the market in Dengchaogang at this time, Xie Qiutao said that Zuo Lingquan's speech and demeanor were a bit mature, because he followed the teachings of his ancestors, and he should not be too frivolous, lest he look like a young man who just arrived.

In the early summer, a typhoon blew up at Dengchao Port on the coast. Even if the market had a formation to remove most of the sky's power, the market was still windy and rainy.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao chatted softly and walked to the teahouse where the little Taoist priest was kicked out.

The teahouse sells Xianjia tea, a pot of white jade beads and a pot, which is of good quality and low price, but because the practitioners sit on the bench for a month, they can't refill.

At this time, the teahouse was full of customers, all people from the mountains who took shelter from the rain and boarded the boat, dressed in various styles, such as military uniforms, brocade robes, Taoist robes, Wen robes, Ru skirts, etc. There was even a man in a low-cut skirt sitting at the window. The savage nun.

Jiu Zong's folk customs are conservative, and they don't have such a wave of attire. It seems that they are monks from outside, and they are flirting with the little Taoist monks who stand outside.

On a table in the corner of the teahouse, Tang Jingshen was dressed as a worldly wine maid, and she was not very bright when she went out. She was secretly looking at the saucy girl, looking like she wanted to scold others not to seduce children, but she was afraid of being outside. Make trouble, don't talk.

Zuo Lingquan stepped on the steps of the teahouse and found that the little Taoist priest who was drenched in soup was not seduced by the hoofs at the window, and his eyes kept looking at the back of the woman at the end of the street. He thought about it and said:

"People in cultivation must follow their original intentions. If you hesitate and miss them for a while, it may become a knot in your heart for a lifetime. Little friends, you have to think about it clearly."

The young Taoist priest is about fifteen or sixteen years old. It has not yet grown and looks very tender.

After listening to Zuo Lingquan's words, the little Taoist priest seemed to have come to a realization. After looking back at the tea-drinking master, he mustered up his courage and strode to the good-looking female cultivator at the end of the street, and said loudly:

"Fairy stay!"

The woman looked back again: "Huh?"

"Then what, I see that Fairy's waist card is a disciple of Yunfu Mountain; our nine sect monks abide by the right way, pay attention to dress solemnly and neatly, especially when going out. As a nine sect monk, how can the fairy dress like the demon girl who came outside. The same? The bottom of the skirt leaks out, isn't it a shame for your ancestors..."

"...!"

The streets were silent.

The woman who was stopped, and the savage cultivator at the window, had stiff expressions on their faces.

Zuo Lingquan's face was calm, but he couldn't help but say: Damn! Are you flooded with water?

Xie Qiutao's eyes widened in shock, looking at Zuo Lingquan, who was beside the immortal wind, and whispered softly:

"Lao Jun has worked hard for three generations in front of the statue, just to look back for you once in this life, tsk tsk... Xian Chang's eyes are really accurate."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan had already glimpsed the way of the soul for the first time, and he must have seen the surprise in the eyes of the little Taoist. I just didn't expect this little stinky nose to use such a fresh and refined way to strike up a conversation.

As the saying goes, "God's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins can't live", Zuo Lingquan didn't bother to worry about what happened to this little **** in the future, but he was heartbroken and entered the teahouse slowly.

Many monks in the teahouse are watching the fun with laughter.

As an old Taoist priest, holding a teacup, he sips, "I don't know this idiot, don't look at the poor Taoist". Looking at the attire of the master and the apprentice, the inheritance of the teacher is related to Fulong Mountain.

Zuo Lingquan caused his apprentice to be chased and beaten by the fairy with an umbrella.

Tang Jing looked out the window with relish, and said in a low voice:

"Little Zuo, this little Daoist is really brave, and he has said everything I dare not say, and it will definitely become a great thing in the future."

"Yeah, I was stunned by Miss Xie."

"By the way, you are looking for a boat. How are the things you inquired about?"

"Hey, the two ferries that went out to sea recently only let the spirit beasts stay in the beast pen at the bottom of the boat, they can't be brought into the ship building, and they can't make an exception for money."

"grumble?"

Under the table, the dumpling squatted on Tang Jing's legs and was sleeping, sticking out his hairy little head, his eyes were aggrieved, and the meaning was obvious - how can birds live in animal enclosures?

But when you go out, you have to pretend to be stupid, and the group immediately shrinks back.

Tang Jingxuan regarded the dumplings as her daughters. She sailed at sea for at least a few months. How could she have the heart to throw the dumplings in the beast pen and lock them up, and said worriedly:

"Why don't you let it go back?"

The group quickly shook their heads.

Zuo Lingquan is not sure whether the dumpling can go out to sea. Even if it can't go out, it will just fly back. It is better to take it with him. He thought about it:

"I'll go and find out later."

The little dragon turtle in Xie Qiutao’s arms also had to be handed over to the ferry for safekeeping. He was worried and thought about it:

"I heard that you can take the spirit beast with you. I have seen it on the boat before. I guess we didn't find a way?"

The three chatted in the teahouse, and the conversation was not private, and they did not suppress their words.

The old Taoist priest sitting at the table next door paid attention to Zuo Lingquan because Zuo Lingquan instigated his apprentice to flirt with his sister. At this time, he casually replied:

"Cross-sea ferry, it is easy to encounter monsters and sea beasts. Condoning the running of spirit beasts will increase the risk. If you want to take it with you, you must have a guarantee from a famous immortal family behind you. You can go directly and ask, of course not."

Zuo Lingquan went out to travel, as a loose cultivator, and did not reveal his whereabouts and Taoism. Hearing the words, he turned around:

"Ferry boats are also a business, to put it bluntly. The Sword Emperor from Sword Emperor City came over and was treated like me and other loose cultivators. Wouldn't it offend people, I don't know if there are exceptions on the ferry boat?"

The old Taoist looked ordinary, without the air of immortal style, but Zuo Lingquan couldn't judge the other's realm, and the Taoism should not be low. He laughed:

"Master Sword Sovereign, you are willing to take the boat to save Wang Hailou's face, which is not included here; as for us ordinary people, there are exceptions, but the price is not low. It is Chen Eng of the ferry, the incense money of 300 white jade beads, and the residence of the A-brand name of the ferry boat.

Zuo Lingquan didn't show any surprise, just nodded:

"Thank you for the guidance, I will take a look at it later."

While speaking, the little Taoist priest who went out to flirt with his sister and was chased and beaten came back, and turned back three times in one step.

The old Taoist sighed, a little unfortunate in his family, so he ignored his apprentice and asked:

"Little friend has a good bearing, is it the sword immortal who came from Sword Imperial City?"

Dengchao Port is the main port of Yuyao Continent, which can be seen by monks from all over Kyushu, and can be roughly distinguished from the style of clothing.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a black robe, with a 'pig-headed man wearing' hanging on his waist. There was no special decoration, but there were two swords hanging on his waist, which was a bit different from people.

A normal martial cultivator only carries one sword with him. The sword cultivator who has refined the natal sword is also his concubine sword, and the natal sword is hidden in the Qi Palace. Outsiders can only see one, but can carry two. The sword was swaying everywhere, and in the eyes of outsiders, only the Jianxiu of Central Continent, who was prosperous in kendo, would do such a maverick thing.

Zuo Lingquan also wanted to hide the natal sword in his body, but he used his concubine 'Xuanming Sword', which were all small horse-drawn carts, and were taken away by the sword, not to mention another high-cold wife, Batu. I can't pull it out, how can I retract it freely?

Facing the old Taoist's question, Zuo Lingquan responded with a smile:

"You can't be a sword fairy, just bring an extra spare."

"Looking at the small and tolerant, I'm afraid it's not far behind if it's not a sword fairy. Is this trip to Luojian Mountain to join in the fun?"

Not long after Zuo Lingquan left the customs, he knew nothing about Hua Junzhou, but Xie Qiutao next to him answered:

"What? Luojianshan has started to do things again? This time is to invite the heroes to ask the sword, or is it a martial arts competition to marry a daughter?"

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan didn't understand, Xie Qiutao turned around and explained:

"Luojian Mountain is the old sect of Huajun Continent. It used to be very majestic. It was said to stand side by side with Juejianya. It turned out to be too arrogant and was slashed by Huang Chao's ancestor, and it really became a 'Luojian'. Shan', just fell into a slump. Jianxiu only recognized the first, and Luojianshan was reduced to a second-rate sect, and naturally lost his reputation, so he often did some tricks to stir up his own sect."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled: "The girl is very knowledgeable, but Luojian Mountain is still in a state of failure, and it is also an old-fashioned immortal family in Huajunzhou.

"This time, it's not Luojianshan's tricks. About two years ago, a young Jianxiu in Jianhuang City went there to ask Jian, and played three games according to the rules. He won the first two games and slapped Luojianshan in the face. , forced the young master of Luojianshan out, Luojianshan won without any accident, but the young master was not clean, and came to say 'Dongzhou swordsmanship, but you are left and right, seeing that your talent is good, you are willing to join me Falling Sword Mountain?'."

"So arrogant?"

Xie Qiutao looked at Zuo Lingquan with surprise.

Zuo Lingquan was expressionless, just wondering where he seemed to have heard of this.

The old Taoist sighed: "It's really arrogant and contempt for one continent's swordsmanship, Huang Chao's ancestor probably wouldn't say this. After we heard about it, many young swordsmen have come to discuss it in the past two years, but it's a pity that even the first Can't get past it."

Zuo Lingquan asked, "Didn't the Ten Swords Emperor send someone over?"

"According to the style of Sword Imperial City, whoever loses someone, whoever picks it up by himself, will no one else intervene."

When the old Taoist said this, he lowered his voice and said:

"And now Luojianshan has no one's eyes, and others will watch it lively. If the Sword Emperor City sends people to lose again, the saying of 'Dongzhou Swordsmanship is a side-by-side' ~www.wuxiahere.com~ can be taken seriously, not to mention outsiders, Jing Terrace and Yunshui Jiantan have to scold their mothers."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned, nodded and smiled, and after chatting a few words, he asked:

"The Taoist priest is also going to Huajunzhou?"

The old Taoist looked at the little Taoist priest outside in the rain: "Go to the ancestral home of the Taoist family to put incense sticks on the patriarch, and by the way, see if you can trust the relationship and let the idiot outside stay there to cultivate, I can't teach the old Taoism, no more. If you continue to toss, you won't be mad, and you will lose decades of life..."

"It looks like I'm on the way. I'm going down Zuoci, and I hope the Taoist priest will take care of me on the way."

"Hey, what's the matter, Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, just call me Wu Laodao..."

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