Too Reckless

The silver moonlight shines through the window paper and sprinkles on the wooden floor, which looks like silver frost and snow; the soft sound of the pipa next door makes the elegant room even more quiet.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing his daily clothes, leaning on the head of the bed, holding the Xianjia classics bought at the ferry port, and reading silently.

Tang Jingxuan was wearing a white undershirt, leaning against Zuo Lingquan's arms, her moist eyes closed, and she slept soundly. The two buttons of the jacket were unbuttoned, revealing a white and rouge-colored apron inside, symbolizing the Zuo family. Daughter-in-law's emerald green pendant is looming, and one hand is sandwiched inside to keep warm.

Gently snorting on his arm, Zuo Lingquan glanced down from time to time; there was nothing to do on the ferry, and he couldn't use his sword practice. He should have taken the opportunity to serve his daughter-in-law, but the last three days were the same as the Chinese New Year. , the ancestors were not easy to say hello, and the two finally restrained.

Zuo Lingquan's cheeks were in a bun, and he turned over the "Hundred Flowers List Review" in his hand with one hand, and his eyes were a little boring.

Before boarding the ship, I bought a copy at random. I wanted to know the arrogance of the mountains in Huajunzhou, so that I could meet in advance and deal with it in advance.

But these things from the Xianjia Library, like the portraits of 'Shangguan Jiulong, Zhongzhou Wolong, Nanhuang Jianzi' that were treasured by Taotao, couldn't be taken seriously at all.

In the booklet are some female cultivators from the wealthy family of Hua Junzhou, and the records are detailed, such as the age of several hundred, height, personality, etc., and even what kind of young heroes they favor, and which fairy they have a bad relationship with.

However, these sources are all hearsay, such as the Yingyang Immortal Palace 'Luyao Fairy', who was born in Yuyaozhou Jingtai, her grandfather is the sword god, and the second generation feud of the super immortal Yingyang Immortal Palace. Miss.

According to the description in the book, Fairy Luyao is the direct daughter of a wealthy family in Dongzhou. She has been the best in the nine schools since she was a child. further study.

This statement is completely nonsense. When Lingye dominated, other Qingkui could only compete for the second child. The deeds have been well documented in the nine sects. This 'Fairy Luyao' was obviously after Lingye was demoted to the mortal world to sharpen his temperament. , was able to get lucky.

The book also says that Fairy Luyao has a cold and indifferent character, and has no interest in worldly battles. She only likes flowers, birds and swords, and she writes like a real fairy.

But when Jiang Yi was in the barren mountains, she had a relationship with Fairy Luyao. Jiang Yi's evaluation was that she looked a bit arrogant, saying that I was much stronger than Lingye girl, but she had good eyesight...

Hmm... I'm afraid that Jiang Yi will get angry, so I won't analyze it.

As for the portraits on the album, Zuo Lingquan can be painted as a 'beautiful version of Situ' Color matching is not easy.

Zuo Lingquan swept across the page of the single fairy with one glance and ten lines, and then looked at the widow fairy of the rich and powerful family.

The lifespan of the Taoist practice is too long, and the reason why it is called a "daoist" instead of a "couple" is because it is too difficult to be buried in the same cave.

Coupled with various accidents on the practice path, it is inevitable that the high-level monks who are widowed in the practice path are more than the single high-level monks from the beginning to the end; among them, there are male monks such as Qiu Fengqing, and naturally there are also famous flowers after the death of their spouses. The nun of the Lord.

Most of these female cultivators are highly skilled, wealthy, mature and sensible, and will serve others. In the eyes of loose cultivators, to be honest, they are more popular than those young fairies who are like icebergs.

Of course, the loose cultivator can only think about it. After all, these are the masters of the Xianjia who have passed the mortal calamity.

Zuo Lingquan is very content at present, and he has no special thoughts about these immortal family's widowers, just casually taking a look.

But when he was looking at her, the beautiful woman in her arms suddenly condensed her breath.

Zuo Lingquan thought that his daughter-in-law was awake, so he hurriedly closed the miscellaneous books, and looked down - Song Er was sleeping soundly on his chest, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his whole body exuded a little fluctuation of breath.

Zuo Lingquan was inexplicable, and wanted to take out his right hand, which was kept warm in the group, to check the flow of breath in Jingshen's body.

But as soon as she moved, the woman who was close at hand opened her eyes, and there was a little golden streamer in her eyes.

Four eyes facing each other...

? !

Zuo Lingquan was really startled, thinking: Can you come over even when you are asleep? It doesn't make sense...

The ancestor of Shangguan felt that Tang Jing was very relaxed when he fell asleep, and there was nothing unspeakable, so he came to take a look, but...

Ancestor Shangguan saw the familiar and handsome face, and found that his cheek was against the man's chest.

Zuo Lingquan held Xianshu in one hand and Feng Ran, who couldn't hold it with one hand, in the other. He wanted to pull out his hand, but he didn't dare to move, so his hand opened and closed slightly.

soft~

"Hey..."

If there is no lightness.

The ancestors of Shangguan frowned obviously, and then anger appeared in his eyes!

I go, what did I do...

Zuo Lingquan groaned in his heart: "Hey, senior, what am I..." He took out his hand carefully, and made a gesture of surrender, his eyes terrified.

The emotion in the eyes of the ancestors of Shangguan only appeared for a moment, and then he returned to the solemnity without anger and dignity.

Her cheeks left Zuo Lingquan's chest, she sat up, raised her hand, and buttoned the cloth button of her little coat, looking at the book in Zuo Lingquan's hand:

"It's so late, still reading?"

Zuo Lingquan was leaning on the head of the bed, Jing Xun was lying on the inside, but when he sat up, with a cold expression, it was as if his wife woke up and sat next to him and told him, "I don't sleep yet? I understand that I don't want to go to work." it feels weird...

Zuo Lingquan saw that the ancestor didn't say anything, so he naturally acted as if nothing had happened, and put the miscellaneous books into his sleeve:

"Look at some news and understand the situation here, um... why is the senior here?"

The ancestor of Shangguan put on his embroidered shoes, and when he stood up, the soft pleated skirt had already been put on by himself, and he walked slowly to the futon where he was meditating and sat cross-legged:

"Can't the deity come over?"

"No, it's just a bit of a surprise."

"Have you heard what the outside world said about you?"

Zuo Lingquan got up and put on his robe, came to the opposite side and sat on the floor:

"I've heard of some, and it's messed up. I don't think it will affect the next itinerary."

Having said that, Zuo Lingquan looked at the eyes of the ancestor:

"Senior, how do you feel about my performance in Luojian Mountain?"

Naturally, these words have the meaning of taking credit, which is similar to saying 'Xianggong is not very powerful' to Jingxing, but it does not show any special meaning. Judging from the tone, it is more like the younger generation asking whether the elders are satisfied.

Under normal circumstances, the ancestors of Shangguan do not see joy and anger on his face, and it is naturally the same at this time:

"generally."

"Uh... ah?"

"Your achievements are commonplace on the top of the mountain. If you beat Yuan Xiaoshan to the ground, the deity can still praise you. It's really nothing now."

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands slightly: "Patriarch Xiaoshan doesn't fight me, it's not that I don't want to fight..."

"You think you can beat it?"

The ancestor of Shangguan probably thought it was too serious, so he grabbed the tea tray on the table, put it between the two, and poured two cups:

"I think back then when the deity first arrived at Yuyao Continent, and encountered a monk who didn't have long eyes to find fault... It was the line of the elders of the precepts of the Tietu Mansion. Their ancestor, Nangong Xin, wanted to compete with the deity for the mountain, but do you know the result?"

Zuo Lingquan took the teacup handed over and said with a smile:

"Four generations kneeling in the same hall to admit their mistakes, like thunder."

"Humph."

The ancestor of Shangguan gently picked the tea leaves in the cup with the lid:

"At that time, the realm of the deity was comparable to yours, and there were no immortal soldiers at hand. I knelt down in four fights in a row, and the reputation spread to this day is still known to everyone. And you are in Luojian Mountain, and it has been passed on for more than a hundred years at most, and no one remembers it. ."

Zuo Lingquan asked curiously, "What was the realm of Patriarch Nangong at that time?"

"One set directly hit the ground, I didn't pay attention."

"Uh……"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how to complain - he was in the same realm as him, and he didn't have any magical weapons. Can this be the same as Xiaoshan Patriarch?

The ancestor of Shangguan did not mention the glory of the past again, his red lips lightly opened and he took a sip of tea:

"Don't be complacent when you have a little record. The views of other experts are similar to those of the deity. The ancestor of Huang Chao, the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect, saw your sword, and gave him an evaluation of 'Becoming a saint without entering the world. There is a 'Shang Ke' behind the 'Zisheng Tianren, but close to the demon', which is slightly higher than the evaluation of the deity."

"Oh?" Zuo Lingquan sat up straight: "Contemporary Sword God's evaluation? It sounds like the evaluation is quite high..."

The ancestor of Shangguan shook his head: "Don't be sentimental, this is to look down on you."

"Well, is it?"

"Before entering the mortal world, you have become a saint. It means that you are too tender, and you have a supernatural state of mind at a young age, but you have not experienced the fate of the mortal world. The meaning is similar to 'born as a fairy'."

The ancestor of Shangguan was afraid that Zuo Lingquan would not understand, and explained:

"You are in a perfect mood now, but you haven't experienced hardships. It's natural to be smooth sailing in the future, but once you encounter life and death, close relatives turning against each other, sibling betrayal, etc., you may be enchanted on the spot. This is the gap between you and the Ten Immortals, we can Going so high is because this kind of thing has been taken over, even if you die violently in front of the deity, the deity will stick to the Tao;

"..."

Zuo Lingquan felt that this topic was a bit heavy, and thought for a while: "I practice swordsmanship so that I don't encounter this kind of thing."

"This deity is also practicing hard to avoid encountering such things, but it's really difficult. The remaining sentence, 'A man is better than a god, but close to a demon', means that you have good aptitude, but your mind is not right."

"Huh?" Zuo Lingquan naturally disagreed with this sentence: "Am I wrong?"

The ancestor of Shangguan shrugged slightly: "For the ancestor of Huangchao. Your sword is very sharp, sharp enough to dare to be the enemy of everyone, the sky dares to press you, you can pierce the sky, the earth dares to bind you, you Can pierce the ground."

Zuo Lingquan really thought so, nodded and said, "Although I don't fear the world very much, I still stick to the right path..."

"Righteousness and evil are human's words, but heaven doesn't. There is no problem with your character, but it doesn't quite fit the righteous way. The righteous way pays attention to the whole and the righteous. If it is necessary, the ancestor of Huangchao can use the whole family to die in exchange for Jiuzhou. Longevity; and you estimate that the death of all nine continents, in exchange for the longevity of the people around you, this is no different from the demon to the ancestor of Huangchao."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while, then shook his head in denial: "I practice swords because I don't want to encounter this kind of tangled topic selection first. If I encounter it but can't change the situation, it can only be said that my practice is not hard enough."

The ancestor of Shangguan nodded slightly: "Ancestor Huang Chao's personal opinion, as long as the deity believes that you can do it, whether it is the sword **** or the **** of martial arts, everything he said is nonsense, don't pay attention. The deity came here, just to remind you, Huang Chao's ancestor said that, there is a high probability that he will not help you, you have to spend some brains."

Zuo Lingquan frowned, looked at the "right wife" on the table, and asked:

"Apart from going to the Sword Washing Pool, no one else can temper their physique and pull out the sword?"

"The Sword Washing Pond is just a shortcut. If you are high enough, you can naturally pull it out."

After Shangguan's ancestor finished speaking, he pondered a little and added:

"Don't you have a hand in deceiving women? That old man has several granddaughters and granddaughters, you..."

? ?

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly raised his hand: "Senior, the word 'deceive' is not appropriate, and how would I approach a woman with a purpose..."

The ancestor of Shangguan snorted lightly, did not answer, his eyes gleamed, and it seemed that he had finished talking and was about to leave.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to chat with the ancestor again, but there was no reason to keep it, so he said:

"Senior next time you come over, you can say hello in advance, otherwise..."

His eyes glanced at Jing Jing's bulging chest, obviously indicating what he had just done.

?

The ancestor of Shangguan made a move, and his eyes were a little colder!

But after being silent for a while, the ancestor of Shangguan did not get angry and beat Zuo Lingquan, but said:

"Okay, before coming over next time, let's talk to Tang Jingsong first... By the way, you were just reading "Hundred Flowers"? Because this thing distorts the facts and belittles Ling Ye's past, it is a banned book in the Dayan Dynasty; if you like it , the deity and Ling Ye said hello and asked her to notify the Monster Hunting Division to remove the ban..."

"Um?!"

Zuo Lingquan's face changed suddenly - if Ling Ye heard this, wouldn't he have to kill him from thousands of miles away?

"Senior wait, I just bought it and looked at it, and I sneered at the untrue description above..."

"This deity is very fascinated by you. As a man, if you have hobbies, you can say it directly. How can you accommodate a woman? It doesn't matter."

Ancestor Shangguan's eyes gleamed with golden light, and he was about to leave.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little anxious, raised his hand and grabbed her wrist:

"Don't, senior, listen to my explanation..."

The ancestors of Shangguan didn't care either. Anyway, it wasn't her body that was caught. She said plainly:

"What do you explain to this deity? You should explain it to Lingye."

You are fanning the flames, can I explain it to Lingye?

Zuo Lingquan had always sneered at the miscellaneous writing, and felt very innocent, so he could only say:

"I said hello just now, I really didn't think about it, I was just afraid that the senior would come over and be embarrassed. I have no ill will towards the senior... eh?"

The ancestor of Shangguan didn't hear a word and left.

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and he secretly said: My life is over...

Tang Jingxuan was sleeping, but when he woke up, he found that his body didn't obey and almost died of fright. At this time, he regained control of his body, and immediately said annoyed:

"This mother-in-law came here after taking a chance. I finally fell asleep, she..."

While talking, I found that Zuo Lingquan looked mixed, and Tang Jingxuan still felt sorry for her husband, and said:

"Don't believe her nonsense. If she dares to pick things up in our backyard, I'll tell Lingye about her being touched and kissed, and I'll see what she will do."

?

It's not still my husband who died!

Zuo Lingquan hugged Jingxing and said helplessly:

"Okay, okay, the ancestor is just joking, I don't really like this broken book..."

Having said that, Zuo Lingquan quickly took out the harmful essence from his sleeve and threw away the sea of ​​clouds outside the window...

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under the same sky.

The cold moonlight shone on the small deck, and a faint melody came from the cabin.

Jiang Yi leaned on the window and looked down. As the painting boat gradually fell to the lake, she sighed softly when she saw the completely different style from her hometown.

A few days ago in Thunder Cliff, I drank that unknown bowl of tea. I don't remember the taste of the tea. In my memories, there is only the hesitation that lingers in my heart.

The imitation comes from the unknowing of the future, fearing that the aptitude is dull and being thrown to the ends of the earth by the heartless man; fearing that Shangguan Hu Meizi is too talented, and one day she will become the bedmaid who runs behind the buttocks - although it is almost the same now. Yes, but in name he is the boss after all...

This imitation lasted for a long time, but finally came out. After all, my talent is not bad, no matter how far it is, as long as I work hard enough, I can always catch up...

Jiang Yi secretly cheered herself up for a moment, then looked back at the cabin again.

In the cabin, Qing Wan and Leng Zhu were sitting on the beautiful couch, holding a teacup in their hands, staring at the water curtain on the desk.

The scene in the water curtain is a maple leaf lake, with a veiled beauty in a palace costume, sitting on a strange stone by the lake and playing the pipa.

On the desk next to the water curtain, Ling Ye with gorgeous makeup, also holding a beautifully made pipa in his arms, staring at the water curtain, his hands on the pipa strings, but never played.

Since leaving Thunder Cliff, several people have continued their journey and visited various immortal gates according to the route; Tiecu Mansion and Luojian Mountain are estranged from each other, and they are not within the target of visiting. The first immortal gate they go to is Qianqiu Yuefu.

On the way Jiang Yi came over, she already knew about the power of Xianjia. According to the records, Qianqiu Yuefu had a high status in Huajunzhou. Apart from the profound background of Xianjia, the most famous place was Sao - the Sao of literati and Sao Ke.

Although the overall combat power of the sect is not comparable to that of the immortal giants such as Juejianya, there are countless celebrities and scholars in the sect, and their prestige is very high.

In one practice, combat power is the basis for self-protection, but only pursuing combat power is no different from monsters. Thousands of monks also have a lot of graceful leisure in their cultivation, such as reading, painting, playing chess, etc. Wait.

Qianqiu Yuefu has played the most fun in this line. Although there are no ten immortals in the town, there are many people in the sect. The chess saints, piano saints, and famous calligraphy and painting masters are basically from them. .

When the fairies from other families arrived in Qianqiu Yuefu, no matter how talented they were, no matter how good they were, in comparison, they didn't dare to talk to the daughters of the rich and wealthy family, like the ladies of the scholarly family.

Shangguan Lingye is definitely a top-notch immortal noble **** the cultivation path, but she has been practicing since childhood, and her accomplishments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are definitely not high; when she goes to Qianqiu Yuefu as a guest, in case she encounters a person who learns skills On the occasion, she was on the sidelines but couldn't understand it, and it was true that the Tietu Mansion was all named after the mountain's family.

At this time, Ling Ye was holding the pipa and listening to everyone playing music. Obviously, he was sharpening his gun and preparing for the next trip.

However, if you really want to figure out the rhythm together, it is not much simpler than practice, and it is very talented.

Jiang Yi waited for a long time. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye was holding the pipa for a long time, she couldn't help but ask:

"Hu Meizi, do you really know how to play?"

Shangguan Lingye only watched Xie Qiutao play it a few times, and the pipa was just bought in Thunder Cliff, not at all, but the momentum is still in his chest:

"Well...I'm learning, just five strings, what's so difficult?"

"Heh." Jiang Yi's eyes were slightly disdainful, she turned around, and gestured to the outside:

"It's all over here, now there's no time to learn, put away the pipa, and let others see the misunderstanding. I really want you to show it, we can't afford to lose this person."

In just two sentences, the small painting boat had already landed, and a voice came from outside:

"Qianqiu Yuefu Bo Yezi. I don't know which Taoist friend from Dongzhou came to Fengyue City? I haven't been far away, so please forgive me."

Shangguan Lingye heard the sound, put the pipa into the Linglong Pavilion, got up and walked out of the cabin.

The painting boat is moored at the 'Yingjun Terrace' on the periphery of Qianli Chunchao Lake, which is one of the Zongmen Ferry in Qianqiu Yuefu, and the Fengyue City in the distance, like Panyun City, is a companion city near the Dazongmen, and its name is a bit ambiguous. But it has nothing to do with the occasion of Fengyue. It is taken from the fairy family wonder 'River Wind and Autumn Moon' in the upper reaches of Chunchao Lake.

Yingjuntai is a private ferry port of Zongmen. The scale is not too big, but the environment is much more elegant than the ferry port outside. It looks like a waterfront manor. There are many lonely fairies and immortal masters, and the imperial utensils fall on the Yingjun Terrace and hand over the salutation.

No matter where the private ferry is placed, it is an object only used by the second-generation ancestors of the wealthy.

Originally, it was the disciples of Qianqiu Yuefu who were in charge of welcoming the guests, but after seeing such an unknown private ferry falling outside the door, the disciple knew that it was a distinguished guest, so he called the sect deacon Bo Yezi and his wife who had just returned.

Shangguan Lingye walked out of the cabin and saw a couple standing by the lake, showing a bit of a smile:

"Senior Bo, Senior Yahe, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Bo Yezi and Yahe's duty is to recruit suitable and good seedlings outside. They have visited the nine sects quite a few times, but they have never met Shangguan Lingye.

Hearing the beautifully dressed and glamorous fairy calling out their names, the female Xiu Yahe was stunned for a while, and after a little recollection, she wondered:

"The fairy is..."

"Shangguan Lingye, Master Linyuan, the two of you want to come and hear about it."

"..."

Some celebrities from the immortal family by the lake were a little puzzled when they heard this self-declaration of their family. After all, the honorary title of 'Linyuan Lord' is really not very famous, and not many have heard of it in Huajunzhou.

But thinking about it for a moment...

Mom, disciple of the Eastern Continent Valkyrie!

There were a few sounds of cold air on the lakeside.

Originally, the fairies who were secretly looking at each other's appearance and quietly compared with each other had a bit of a 'beautiful look', and quickly turned their eyes elsewhere.

Bo Yezi and his wife were also shocked, but the two walked around all year round and had never seen the Ten Immortals. The disciples had seen some, but they did not show any signs of panic.

Ya He remembered this 'Little Shangguan' who was once famous in Dongzhou. Knowing that the other party was the heir of Tietu Mansion, he stepped forward and bowed:

"It turned out to be Fairy Shangguan, disrespectful. Senior brother, go and invite the Palace Master to come..."

Shangguan Lingye tapped his toes and landed by the lake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a smile:

"Just come to visit in private, Senior Yahe doesn't have to recruit teachers and move the crowd."

"Hey, I can't afford to be a senior, Fairy Shangguan can just call me Yahe, please come in quickly, I haven't prepared, and the reception is not good, please forgive me..."

...

Jiang Yi and Wu Qingwan, who came out this time as personal secretaries to the young master, naturally followed silently...

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