Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 208 Ling Quan cannot be left idle

If it had been in the past, the Demon Detective Department had suppressed so much salary but not paid it. In the middle of the night, Shangguan Lingye would have been sitting in Tianji Pavilion, mechanically reviewing the piles of files until they were all processed.

Because in the past, apart from official duties, Shangguan Lingye had no concept of "life" at all. Instead of leaning on a soft couch and being in a daze, it would be better to fill the days of a prison with endless things to do.

But things were different now. After gradually thinking about it, Shangguan Lingye found that cultivation was just that. Even in the secular world, there were many interesting things after work.

If there are many things to do, you can continue to be busy tomorrow, but you still need to rest when you should. Only by combining work and rest can you stimulate the motivation for work.

Moreover, when she got off work, she changed clothes and played in the bedroom. It was reasonable and legal, and she was not lazy and fishing. Someone couldn't come to check her, right?

No matter how evil-hearted a landowner is, he cannot come to see you in the middle of the night to see if you are serious about your work.

Moreover, she is the majestic Crown Princess of Yan and a former top young lady in the Tiedong Mansion. Who dares to check her position?

The answer is obvious, it is the Shangguan Patriarch.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing the most sultry black flower stockings, with navel-length fishnet stockings underneath. He was flexing his flawless and exquisite figure, studying the style, when he heard a voice coming from behind:

"Ling Ye."

The voice was ethereal and vast, coming from above the nine heavens, carrying undoubted holiness and majesty.

! !

Shangguan Lingye was scared to death.

In the past eighty years, she had only met her master a few times, and only in the past few months had she communicated more with him.

Whether it was when he was studying in Tiedong Mansion or when he was putting incense on portraits every day, Shangguan Lingye's impression on his ancestors was that he was 'steady, wise, progressive, strong, and unfazed by favors and humiliations'. He imitated his master in every aspect, and he was also afraid. If your performance is not perfect, your ancestor will be dissatisfied.

Even though he now understands the essence of 'cultivation serves life', the importance of Master in Shangguan Lingye's heart has not changed.

The current situation is like a gentle, well-behaved and well-informed girl secretly watching erotic pictures in the room to comfort herself. As a result, her mother, who has always been strict and dignified, suddenly broke in and discovered this scene.

This feeling is not an exaggeration to describe as fatal. Even though Shangguan Lingye is a hundred years old, this is the first time he has fallen into such a shameful predicament. On the smooth snowy back, cold sweat broke out, and he was clearly seen by his master. .

It’s over, it’s over…

what to do……

Shangguan Ancestor actually had no intention of disciplining Ling Ye. She felt that this was how her daughter's family should be, and there was nothing wrong with it. It was just that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she reminded her.

Seeing that his apprentice seemed frightened, Patriarch Shangguan slowly landed on the carpet and said calmly:

"Put on your clothes. I have something to talk to you about."

Shangguan Lingye didn't know how he recovered. He looked in the mirror - fair skin, beautiful appearance, curvy figures, and every detail...

"..."

Shangguan Lingye's noble and soft cheeks turned into red apples. He lightly hooked his fingers and covered his body with a gorgeous golden phoenix skirt. She suppressed the urge to hit her to death, turned around slowly, and bowed:

"Master, why are you here? I just... By the way, I was studying the new sect uniforms just now..."

Sect uniform? ?

This time, Shangguan Patriarch’s expression really changed.

You must know that 80% of the disciples of Tiedong Mansion are men, and they are all tall and muscular.

If the bearded Situ Zhenzhen were wearing fishnet stockings like just now...

Pooh--

nausea……

No matter what Lord Linyuan's mind is, he can't even imagine that kind of scene. She frowned, walked closer, looked down at the beautiful woman in palace clothes in front of her:

"Lingye, you are researching this kind of trousers. When you are preparing to let the disciples of the Tiedong Mansion fight with others, they suddenly lift up their skirts to shock the opponent's mind? Well... I guess it has an effect, but... it is really insulting to the family tradition. Not advisable.”

This is already put euphemistically. He didn't call Shangguan Lingye a bastard because his ancestor had a good temper.

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to imagine the scene where a tough guy from Tiedong Mansion would wear this, and she didn't mean to let those rough guys wear it.

"Master misunderstood, he was dressing the sect's female cultivators..."

"Female cultivators can't do it either. When Yufeng Yujian goes out, the people below will raise their heads... Oh~ Lingye, although the cultivation path is not strict with the rules of etiquette and law, at least you have to be a human being..."

"That was not what I meant."

Shangguan Lingye glanced at the golden dragon scale dress of his ancestor, moved his eyes to the hem of the skirt, and said with a smile:

"My disciple feels that Master's attire has never changed. He is barefoot all year round and seems to be wearing nothing under his skirt. It is not dignified enough, so..."

So I started making stuff up.

Ancestor Shangguan looked a little surprised, lowered his head and looked at the hem of his skirt:

"Are you studying my pants?"

"Um."

Shangguan Lingye's original intention of studying pantyhose was actually a little bit of filial piety to the master, so it was not considered deception. She said seriously:

"I think this style has been designed and should look good. Master, wearing this is better than wearing nothing at all."

With Patriarch Shangguan's cultivation, even if you don't even wear a skirt, if you don't want others to see you, then no one can see you.

She has always been barefoot, just because her body is the most perfect weapon, and no shoes can withstand her powerful force that can tear apart space.

However, when her apprentice said she was wearing nothing underneath, Shangguan Yutang still shook her head slightly and lifted up her skirt to the base of her legs, revealing her golden tights:

"Who said I don't wear anything under my skirt? Even if no one sees me, the Eight Great Lords still need my face."

Ancestor Shangguan is extremely tall and has perfect proportions. This may be the first time in thousands of years that he has lifted his skirt to this extent in front of others.

Shangguan Lingye's figure was considered tall among women, but compared with her master, she was still a little behind. It felt like her master's exposed legs almost reached her waist. They were astonishingly long and flawless.

Shangguan Lingye didn't expect that the master would actually lift up her skirt to prove it to her. She thought about it and pulled up the hem of her skirt a little, revealing her black tight stockings, and placed them in front of her ancestor's feet for comparison:

"Hmm... I just think it looks better this way. What Master is wearing now feels a bit mediocre and lacks the spirit of immortality. You can wear another layer of this on the outside."

Grand Ancestor Shangguan didn’t feel at all that wearing this would make him look like an immortal, and he was just about as sexy as he was.

However, the apprentice was interested in him, and she couldn't refuse him sternly.

Ancestor Shangguan thought slightly, and the golden pants began to stretch, covering all the way down to the toes, turning into a pair of pale golden stockings.

The stockings gradually become transparent, and there is a coiled dragon pattern on them, which looks exquisite and gorgeous. Together with the dragon scale skirt and the golden dragon pattern hair ornament on the long black hair, it adds a bit of difficulty to the fairy aura that originally looked down on all living beings. The description is cold and charming.

In the empty hall, two long legs in stockings, one black and one gold, were placed together. The scene was pleasing to the eye; but considering the identities of the two, I am afraid that no man in the world would be lucky enough to enjoy this beautiful scenery.

The ancestor's silk stockings were also translucent. Shangguan Lingye quickly averted his eyes, not daring to look where the master shouldn't be looking, and said softly:

"Just add a layer on the outside, it doesn't have to be so transparent."

This worry is obviously a bit unnecessary. The Shangguan Patriarch's true form has not come, it is just a phantom. How can he really expose his buttocks to his disciples?

The ancestor of Shangguan turned his ankle, looked carefully at the stockings on his legs, and nodded slightly:

"It's pretty good, but it's too gorgeous. I will be laughed at by the Fellow Daoist if I wear it. The old hag, Lord Peach Blossom, doesn't look too bad."

Shangguan Lingye put the black silk bare feet in front of him for comparison, and said with a smile:

"Master looks better in clothes than I do. It's better to wear something gorgeous than nothing. Master Peach Blossom doesn't look as good as Master."

This is not unreasonable.

Shangguan Yutang lowered the hem of his skirt to cover his long legs, and said seriously:

"Be careful, I'll think about it later. I came here today, not to talk about clothes with you."

Shangguan Lingye was secretly relieved when he saw that he had been fooled, and waved his hand to sweep the blueprints of the apron, cloth, and silk stockings into Linglong Pavilion, and asked:

"But Master has something important to arrange for me?"

Patriarch Shangguan really has something important to do, and she is in a hurry, because she is still suppressing the feedback from Tang Jingxun, for fear of being ashamed in front of her apprentice.

"It's not a big deal. Although the Nine Sects Alliance is not over, it can't cause any waves. There is no need for Zuo Lingquan to show his face again. In practice, one step at a time is slow, and you can't relax. You have to let him seize the time to improve his realm. yes."

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye looked slightly surprised and turned his head to look outside the palace:

"Zuo Lingquan? The ancestor wanted to arrange things for him, why didn't he tell him himself?"

Shangguan patriarch dare to go?

Who knows if they are kissing now, or touching the white jade tiger, maybe both...

The ancestor Shangguan took a slight breath, came to sit down beside the tea couch in the bedroom, and motioned for Shangguan Lingye to take his seat:

"Ba Ye is getting old, and the position of Palace Master has to worry too much. After a long time, it will be difficult to maintain that effort; whether you want to take over from his team or want to take over from me, you have to prepare in advance. Sitting in the top spot, relying on one's own ability to shock foreign enemies is the basic, and worrying about the birth, old age, sickness and death of descendants is also basic; foreign enemies are rare, but there are hundreds of thousands of mouths below, waiting for you to worry about every moment, do you understand?"

Shangguan Lingye sat down on the opposite side of the tea table, and after a little thought, he said doubtfully:

"Master, you want me to arrange Zuo Lingquan's future practice path?"

Shangguan Yutang didn't mean that either, she just casually found a plausible excuse, she said softly:

"Cultivation is like walking without a light in a long night. No one knows what the road ahead is, so there is no need to make deliberate arrangements, but assistance from the side is still needed. You will call him over later, and let him go to the Grotto-Heaven for a period of retreat. After entering the half-step Youhuang and refining the water of the five elements, go outside to practice immediately, anyway, he can't be idle, um... it's better not to even have time to sit down and rest, so that he can make rapid progress."

The purpose of Shangguan Patriarch saying this is naturally to make Zuo Lingquan have no time to bully the girl, so that she can be a little more stable.

Although this is also a tactic to delay the attack and it is impossible to solve the current situation, it is better than being idle now and singing every night every night.

However, Shangguan Lingye saw that the ancestor was in such a hurry, he thought about it, sat up a little, and said nervously:

"Cultivation does not happen overnight. Master is so eager to let Zuo Lingquan grow up. Could it be that the deadline is approaching and we need to find a successor as soon as possible?"

Shangguan Yutang said that she will eventually escape into reincarnation because she is not immortal. As long as the world is still running, she will die in an accident or at the hands of others one day. occurring.

As for dying of old age, for Shangguan Yutang, the chance of being beaten to death is lower than that of being beaten to death. She never worried about this.

Seeing his apprentice worried about her dying of old age, Shangguan Yutang shook his head and smiled:

"If you don't work hard, I will live long enough to send you and Zuo Lingquan away, just like sending you off with your senior brothers and sisters."

"..."

Shangguan Lingye blinked his eyes, thinking that what he said sounded so sad, and it was probably true, but why was he a little embarrassed.

Ancestor Shangguan sighed softly:

"The reincarnation of life and death is a number of days. The most cruel punishment for spiritual practice is to be imprisoned in a thunder pond and never enter the reincarnation again. Being able to die happily is actually a blessing. You should be more open-minded in the future. Don't wait for me to finally be born into a rich fetus. Miss, you brought me back again."

This was a rare joke made by the ancestor. Shangguan Lingye smiled:

"How come, in the next life, I will still be a master's apprentice."

"Live your life well first."

After Shangguan Yutang finished speaking, his figure began to loosen.

Shangguan Lingye quickly stood up and bowed to see him off, until the ancestor disappeared without a trace...

——

It's quiet at night.

After Zuo Lingquan worked hard and comforted Jiang Yi, and Wanwan, who came to persuade her to resist her niece's suffering by "doing it for herself" in the middle of the fight, she walked out of the main house with unsatisfied feelings.

This was the second time Jiang Yi and Qing Wan practiced together. Compared with the confusion last time, this time they were mentally prepared, but more cautious. The two were back to back, not daring to make eye contact or make physical contact.

Zuo Lingquan saw that his aunt and niece were so divided, so he naturally had to mediate.

Ruanmoyingpao put the more obedient Wanwan on Jiang Yi's body, and played arhat stacking once, and the taste of it... I dare not say.

Originally, he wanted Qingwan to take out the fox's tail and ears to show off to Jiang Yi; but how could Qingwan dare to act like this? As soon as he opened his mouth, Qingwan, who reacted very quickly, held it up herself and said:

"Why are you talking so much? Do you have nothing to do with your mouth idle? Then~..."

He immediately blocked his mouth.

Zuo Lingquan could only temporarily give up resentfully under the pressure of being out of breath.

Originally, he wanted to practice hard for three days and three nights, but after all, there were more than two girls in the family. After practicing for too long, Jiang Yi was afraid of being discovered, so she kicked him out.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingxun was eavesdropping outside and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, so he must be uncomfortable, so he came to Jingxun's room as soon as he came out.

However, Jingxun was too thin-skinned to reveal that he had heard about Qiang Gen. When he saw Zuo Lingquan going out, he lay back on the bed, closing his eyes and pretending to be unconscious.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the west wing, looked up and saw a fruit plate on the small case, and let out a muffled "Guji~" from below. He was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to run out.

"Alas~"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head, feeling that the dumpling was a bit pitiful, walked up to him, opened the fruit plate, took out the wronged dumpling, sent it to the ice and snow outside the window, let it move freely, and then closed the window.

"grumble?!!"

Tang Jingxun folded her hands on her waist and abdomen, quietly opened her eyes and took a look, then quickly closed them again.

Zuo Lingquan came to the front and sat down, looked at the soft and charming cheeks, thought for a while, then poked his hand in from the edge of the quilt, and touched a mass of fiery softness.

"Hmm~"

Tang Jingxun obviously couldn't pretend anymore, she shrank inside without opening her eyes:

"Xiao Zuo, aren't you tired? Just..."

"Aren't I afraid that Sister Tang will be too worried?"

"Why do I care so much? The aunt and niece are together... I can't join in, oh~ you are also amazing, you can do this kind of thing."

"We are a family, Sister Tang, just get used to it."

"I'm not used to it... If you're tired, just lie down and rest for a while, don't move your hands and feet, I feel that the mother-in-law is angry and is trying to clean us up."

When Zuo Lingquan heard the Shangguan patriarch, he was a little more honest, took his hand out of the skirt, lay down on the side in a decent manner, and asked:

"Yeah?"

Tang Jingxun felt yes, but seeing Zuo Lingquan being so cowardly made him a little unhappy.

She raised her hands, covered Zuo Lingquan's chest with the quilt, then rested her face on his thick shoulders, frowning and saying:

"What? Are you afraid of that damn bitch?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged the weak and boneless figure:

"I'm not afraid, I'm just grateful and respectful. Ancestor Shangguan always helps Sister Tang at critical moments. We also have to take her thoughts into consideration."

The words were spoken magnificently, but in summary, he was afraid of the Shangguan Patriarch.

Tang Jingxun actually felt that Patriarch Shangguan was a good person, and he didn't hate him at all, but he was good, and there were some things he couldn't make do with.

"I'm also grateful to her. I'll carve a memorial tablet for her tomorrow and burn incense sticks every day to say goodbye. But as for our private affairs, if I take her thoughts into consideration, I won't be the same as being a widow, don't you think?"

"That's true, but we don't seem to be able to solve it."

"Why don't you think of a way to bring her into the house? If we are all a family, this kind of thing will be nothing..."

Xun'er's pillow is very windy.

If Zuo Lingquan is so brave, he can't eat it. He can't even touch his ancestor, how can he get it home?

Zuo Lingquan sighed and kissed Jingxun on the forehead:

"This is unlikely. Let's just endure it. The path of spiritual practice is long."

"This is not something that I can't bear, and I'm not in a hurry. If you want to bear it, you have to speak clearly. Why don't you toss me a little, and bring the damn bitch over here, so the three of us can have a good chat?"

"..."

Faced with such a request, what can Zuo Lingquan say? After hesitating for a moment, he pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them.

Rustling, rustling...

…

After a long time, the movement in the quilt suddenly stopped.

Tang Jingxuan was lying on the pillow, with his clothes open, revealing the goose-yellow carp among the flowers. His eyes were blurred, and he spoke with some doubts:

"What's wrong? The dead mother-in-law didn't come."

Zuo Lingquan touched his body and took out the slightly luminous Tiandun card. He opened it doubtfully and heard a voice from inside:

"Zuo Lingquan, are you busy?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and responded: "Uh... Empress Dowager, are you looking for me to drink? I..."

"No, I have something to arrange for you, so come here now."

After saying that, Tiandun Pai became silent.

Tang Jingxuan's face was slightly red, neither up nor down. Hearing these words, he said inexplicably:

"The two masters and apprentices are going on forever? Are they going to interrupt us? I...I owe them money?"

Zuo Lingquan was still unfinished, but he couldn't delay getting down to business now. He put away the Tiandun card, leaned over and kissed Jingxun's forehead, comforting him:

"If you have something to ask me, why don't you find a way to call the ancestor over next time?"

Tang Jingxuan pursed her lips, turned over angrily, leaving Zuo Lingquan with the back of his head, and then pulled up the quilt, even covering his head.

"go Go."

Zuo Lingquan smiled, stepped forward to tuck the quilt in, and then turned around and walked out of the room...

——

It was already past midnight, and the lights in the house were all turned off. Qingwan did not dare to hold Jiang Yi to sleep. At some point, she returned to the east room and sat on the small couch by the window, watching the movement as if she was a female celebrity.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the courtyard and took a peek, only to see Wu Qingwan holding needle and thread, and a semi-finished fox ear sewn from velvet cloth, red, which she thought was for Jiang Yi.

He originally wanted to go over and take a look at the situation, but unfortunately, when Qingwan found out that he had come out, she quickly hid the needle and thread, took off the support rod, and closed the window, as if she was afraid that he would see it.

Zuo Lingquan saw through it without saying anything, turned and walked towards the back door, heading to the Taifei Palace next door.

The house is not big, but because there are so few people, it looks a bit empty.

Zuo Lingquan came to the courtyard wall and was about to climb over when he saw a bump on the top of the wall. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a round snow dumpling, squatting in the wind and snow, doubting the life of birds.

"Huh? Tuanzi, why are you here?"

Why do you think Birdy came here?

Tuanzi turned his head, watching the snowflakes falling, and ignored him.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand, put the dumplings on his shoulders, flew over the courtyard wall, and comforted:

"Who made Niaoniao angry? Is it Grandma Toffee? Come on, I'll take you to settle the account and ask for dried fish as compensation."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi raised his little wings and touched Zuo Lingquan's ears. It seemed that he wanted to imitate Qingwan in twisting his ears, but unfortunately he had no fingers and could only rub them.

Zuo Lingquan took this as a thank you and said with a smile:

"There's nothing to be thankful for. I promised you that I would bring Niaoniao out to eat and drink, and I will definitely keep my promise."

Tuanzi spread his little wings and said "chichichi..." for a long time, probably saying:

"Following Quanquan, starving for nine meals in three days, and still eating delicious food? Your Chongchong will probably starve to death."

Zuo Lingquan can't understand Tuanzi's language, but after getting along with him for a long time, he can understand the general meaning.

After Tuanzi reminded him, he remembered his spiritual pet. After groping for a long time, he took out a small porcelain bottle, opened it and looked at it - there was no movement at all.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's heart sank and he looked around a few times, wanting to dig a hole in the ground and bury his spiritual pet properly who died before leaving the army.

But before he took action, he felt some spiritual energy fluctuations in the bottle.

He picked up the porcelain vase, observed it with Tuanzi for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that it should be hibernating for the winter.

Zuo Lingquan felt relieved, capped the porcelain bottle and put it in his arms:

"Don't worry, this is called hibernation, and you'll wake up in the spring."

"grumble?"

…

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In the middle of the night, there were still some voices in the distance on the street, but the area around the palace wall was completely quiet.

Cheng Jiujiang followed Song Chi, sneaked into Tiezhuo's mansion and became the outer gate, and put a copper lock on the bought house, walking in the alleyway, even a bit desolate.

Zuo Lingquan flew over the palace wall and came to the depths of the Taifei Palace. He did not find Shangguan Lingye in the main hall, and then came to the Tianji Hall where he worked in the back.

The Tianji Hall is lit day and night, and there are countless bookshelves inside.

On the big desk in the middle, there are piles of files. A beautiful woman in palace dress, wearing a golden phoenix skirt, is sitting on the chair behind the desk, holding a gold pen and seal in her hand, carefully reviewing the files; against the backdrop of the gorgeous palace, she looks... Noble and intellectual, exuding the aura of a superior person who makes people look serious.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the palace door and bowed his hands:

"Toffee Queen?"

Tuanzi, on the other hand, didn't have so many rules. He flapped his little wings and flew up to him, landing on Shangguan Lingye's chest and chirping, thinking he was talking about Zuo Lingquan's bullying of the bird just now.

It's a pity that Shangguan Lingye couldn't understand Tuanzi's words, put down the objects in his hands, hugged Tuanzi in his arms, rubbed him, and said:

"Come and sit down."

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly across the desk, took Zhang Taishi's chair and sat down, looking at the files on the desk:

"But is there any important case that I need to deal with?"

Shangguan Lingye took a look at Zuo Lingquan, thought for a while, and suddenly leaned on the Taishi chair. He slowly raised his legs and placed them on the edge of the desk very immodestly, revealing his palace shoes and smooth and smooth calves, as well as his calves. Fishnet stockings with exquisite texture:

"If nothing happens, I can't ask you to come here?"

Against the background of the gorgeous palace and phoenix skirt, this unpretentious and enchanting posture is astonishingly lethal.

Seeing this scene suddenly, Zuo Lingquan was almost out of breath, sat up straight subconsciously, spread his hands and said:

"Uh...Of course it's fine, but your mother..."

Shangguan Lingye put his right leg on top of his left, and gently swayed the tip of his shoe:

"Zuo Lingquan, your mind is not very stable. You are like this in front of me. If you and Situ Zhenzhen are facing each other, and Situ Zhenzhen suddenly pulls up his armor and exposes such a pair of socks, why don't you lose your mind on the spot and let others slaughter you?"

? !

Zuo Lingquan didn't even dare to imagine the scene with hot eyes.

I wanted to retort, "It's not that Ling Quan's heart is unstable, the empress is so flirtatious, it's a dead person who can calm his heart."

But then I thought about it, if Situ Zhancheng really did this, Zuo Lingquan would be caught off guard and he might die suddenly on the spot.

Zuo Lingquan held it in for a moment and said seriously:

"Thank you for your advice, I really haven't thought about this before."

Shangguan Lingye nodded slightly after seeing Zuo Lingquan put on a serious expression:

"If your mind is not stable, you still need to sharpen it. The golden master of the five elements kills, and the iron arrow Grotto-Heaven is the place with the most murderous intention in Yuyaozhou, and it is also the best place to sharpen your mind. You have not yet entered the deep world, there is nothing you can do. To refine the water of the Five Elements, go to Grotto-Heaven for retreat in the near future."

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to find a place to practice in Grotto-Heaven. The young woman and grandma thought about him so much, which made him feel warm in his heart:

"If I could go to the Grotto-Heaven in Tiedong Mansion to practice, I would naturally wish for it. But I haven't entered Tiedong Mansion yet..."

"It doesn't matter. When you want to become a disciple, just do it."

Shangguan Lingye put away his legs, stood up, walked around the desk, and walked outside the palace:

"But the iron arrow Grotto-Heaven is too murderous. You may not be able to survive even if you go in. Jiang Yi and the others will definitely not be able to go. I will arrange other good places for them to practice. You don't have to worry."

Zuo Lingquan also stood up and followed Shangguan Lingye out:

"I'm not worried about the matters arranged by the queen... shall we go to Grotto-Heaven now?"

Shangguan Lingye also felt too anxious. He only came back in the morning and didn't go out for shopping or drinking.

However, the ancestor came over in person and gave urgent orders. Although she didn’t know the reason, she didn’t dare to neglect, so she nodded and said:

"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You can't relax for a moment. Do you have anything else to do?"

If Zuo Lingquan wants to retreat, he actually wants to take Qingwan and Jiang Yi with him for half a year.

However, the iron arrow Grotto-Heaven was too murderous and Jiang Yi and the others could not handle it. Zuo Lingquan could only follow the arrangement and said with a smile:

"Before I refine the water of the Five Elements, I really have nothing to do, so I'll just listen to your arrangements. Hmm... Jingxun's realm is almost higher than mine, and his physique is probably stronger than that of an ordinary person like me. Can we go in together? "

Shangguan Lingye thought it was okay, but she thought about it and shook her head:

"Miss Tang has a special talent. She is practicing while eating, drinking, and playing around. We'd better not interfere."

Tuanzi shook his head quickly, indicating that 'playing Tuan Tuan is fighting Tuan Tuan, not practicing'.

Shangguan Lingye rubbed the dumplings to express comfort, then turned his head to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"Why, you can't follow the spiritual path without a woman by your side?"

This sentence was a joke, but Zuo Lingquan answered very seriously:

"The purpose of my practice is to let the people around me live a stable life. If I leave the people around me behind for my practice, my practice will lose its meaning. So, if I want to say that I can't walk without a woman by my side, strictly speaking. Say it is."

Shangguan Lingye was a little surprised: "You are lecherous, but you are so kind."

"This is not lust, this is friendship."

"Staring at my legs is also a sign of friendship?"

"If your Majesty doesn't show it to me, I won't take the initiative to see it."

"Then you have no friendship with me?"

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan paused and looked at the young woman and grandmother next to him:

"Say no...it doesn't seem appropriate; say yes, my wife and I, from the current point of view, we should be friends, which is also a kind of friendship."

"at present?"

Shangguan Lingye'e frowned slightly: "Are you still planning to break off our relationship with me in the future? Or do you want to deny the debt you owe?"

"How could it be possible? In the future...oh, this feels weird..."

"What's weird?"

"This topic is weird, let's talk about something else. By the way, I've sorted out a Chinese Ghost Story these days, and I just want to tell you about it..."

"Tch~..."

…

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Eight thousand words counts as three updates, and two thousand words counts as four updates, so I can barely pay off one chapter of my debt.

As I write it now, I feel like the only thing that sets people up is Tuanzi, alas...

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