Too Reckless

Inside the Phoenix Valley, the bright moon is faint.

The small courtyard next to Hantan, although the environment is elegant, the roar of the waterfall outside the window makes Zuo Lingquan who lives here a little hard to sleep.

The courtyard is surrounded by bamboo forests, and the environment is simple and elegant. Apart from the bed, desk, and wardrobe, there are no other furnishings in the room.

There was a green lamp on the table, the saber was placed by the bedside, Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked at the "Qi Yang Jue" given by Wu Qingwan.

The qi-refining methods of various sects are the core of the foundation, and it is impossible to record them all in one book. Normally, they are divided into many books.

For example, the "Qi Yang Jue" cultivated in Xihuang Valley can only be cultivated to the sixth level of Linggu, and it is out of context at critical moments.

If you want to learn the latter, you have to go to Jing Terrace and worship the mountain.

The same is true for Xihuang Valley. The function of the classics room is to preserve the Qi-refining method, dividing the "Qi-nourishing method" into 18 parts, and the next one will be given to the realm.

In this way, the disciple who leaves the master's sect will pass it on to the apprentice privately. The highest realm that the apprentice has cultivated can only be on the same level as the master. If you want to be promoted, you have to come to Xihuang Valley to apprentice.

This can be regarded as a way for the major immortals to maintain their monopoly position, and to cast a wide net in the long-term, which not only saves the initial investment, but also wins the gratitude of the bottom cultivators.

Wu Qingwan admired Zuo Lingquan very much, and gave the "Qi Yang Jue", which recorded the cultivation methods from the first stage of 'sea of ​​qi' to the third stage of 'dove tail'.

Zuo Lingquan looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the ethereal 'qi' between heaven and earth with his heart.

It's a pity that such an attempt, even with the guidance of a gong method map, the result is no different - nothing.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Zuo Lingquan didn't feel anything except that the waterfall outside was a bit noisy. He sat with his eyes closed for too long, and he was a little lost. Inexplicably, he remembered the incident that Wu Qingwan's clothes were cut in the afternoon.

The two big white **** lingered, and they subconsciously compared with Tang Jingxun and Jiang Yi.

Knowing that he had evil thoughts in his heart, Zuo Lingquan stopped meaningless meditation, picked up his sword, walked out of the courtyard, came to the cold pool with water as clear as a mirror, and began to practice sword day after day.

Sa—

Sa—

On the cliff above the waterfall, Wu Qingwan also did not rest.

After seeing Zuo Lingquan's sword surgery, Wu Qingwan rummaged through the books in her collection, trying to find the answer that she couldn't cultivate her true qi, but unfortunately she couldn't find any clues; in the end, she could only sit cross-legged on the stone platform, Looking down at the young man, in an almost rigid way, he moved forward with sword after sword.

The practice method is very rigid, but Wu Qingwan is very focused.

Because practice is like that.

As Jiang Yi said, cultivation is actually meaningless.

Everyone in the Phoenix Valley is looking for 'longevity', but the avenue of longevity is out of reach. There are three thousand people in a sect that can really live forever and have a face that lasts forever. I'm afraid there isn't a single one. On a road that is impossible to reach the end, there can be no slack.

In Xihuang Valley, whether it is the uncle in charge or the disciples who are just starting out, they get up before dawn, and according to the cultivation plan formulated by the teacher, they breathe out, meditate, and improve their cultivation. Drug collection patrols, etc., day after day, year after year.

There is no difference between such days and Zuo Lingquan's almost rigid stabbing sword after sword. It seems to be full of vitality, but in fact it is lifeless. He will not dare to be lazy in his whole life, and there will be no changes until he gets the right way, or he can't hold on to being disheartened.

Wu Qingwan watched Zuo Lingquan practicing swordsmanship, and she actually understood why he insisted so stubbornly—because she too, hoped that one day, she would be able to see the world of "arriving at Nanshan in the morning and staying in Beihai at night".

It doesn't matter if she walks or not, at least she is still on her way.

Sa—

Sa—

…

Under the same night sky, the lights in Donghua City are as bright as day.

After the Yuntai affair was over, Zuo Lingquan's name became a household name within a day.

Compared with the princes and princes in the capital, the concubine, who was hiding in the mountains and practicing swordsmanship, was like an outsider on this night.

Floating life is like water under ice. Zuo Lingquan's eyes have been on the ice surface since he was a toddler, and he is not interested in the water under the ice that flows east and west; Flowing quietly.

On Zhuangyuan Street in the capital, the residence of Prime Minister Li Jingsi, the lanterns were just on, and the visiting guests had just left.

In the back house of the Xiangfu, the study room was lit with candles, and two silhouettes were reflected on the window paper.

"...The eldest princess has decided on a concubine, and the Jiang clan will definitely rush to prepare for the princess's marriage. The concubine is not available to us, so we have to find a way to change the eldest princess. I won't choose anyone else..."

"...The princess has made up her mind, and it may not be easy to change people. The subordinates have already checked it today. From childhood to adulthood, Zuo Lingquan is really unblemished. My subordinates picked a problem for a day, and in the end, I wanted to marry my daughter..."

Snapped-

The desk was tapped.

"No one is perfect. Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen years old, and he is not a saint. How can there be no fault? The stabbed Cui Shanying in the street a few days ago was an extraordinary act. This kid is too chivalrous, and it is easy to use force to break the ban. Send someone to watch carefully, find an opportunity and lure him a little, and he can make a big mistake..."

"Li Xiang, this son is by no means a reckless person. Although the stab at Cui Shanying was ruthless, it didn't hurt the slightest point, and the measure was very good. Afterwards, the Zuo family sent someone to apologize, and Cui Shanying was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. , looking at the appearance, I wish Zuo Lingquan another knife. This shows that the kid understands the situation, and he has a ruthless style when he can afford it, and where he can't be baited..."

"Wang Zheng, do all you can to say good things to him, do you really want to marry your daughter?"

"Hey~ Li Xiangyan is heavy, after what I said today, if you want to marry a girl, you don't have to..."

Snapped-

"My subordinates are convicted, so let's find a way, Li Xiangjing can just wait for the good news..."

…

Compared with the surging undercurrents in the courtyard of General Xiang, the atmosphere in the imperial city is much more pleasant.

The eldest princess appointed a concubine. My elder sister congratulated her, and she was still delighted that the housekeeper-like elder sister finally got married.

The imperial study room was filled with incense, and on the table were memorials that could never be finished.

Princess Longli Jiang Yi, dressed in a black and red palace dress, sits behind the imperial case and writes and reviews.

In any case, once the concubine is settled, she is really about to get married.

Sooner or later, after getting married, they will leave the imperial city. No matter how much excuses are made to delay, they will not be able to delay for too long. After all, they will become a family with their own younger brother.

She used to be strict with her younger brother in order to make him grow up as soon as possible, but Jiang Yi didn't want her younger brother to only remember her strictness, so in the last days, when it's time to relax, she should be more relaxed.

There was a green lamp on the table, and the firelight illuminated the neat handwriting on the memorial, but Jiang Yi couldn't read it tonight.

Before choosing a concubine, Jiang Yi only regarded it as a troublesome matter, but after choosing a concubine, her mentality would change, even if she didn't want to think about it, the newly familiar name 'Zuo Lingquan' still lingered. Go around the heart.

Leng Zhu held the book and stood beside him to give a hand. Seeing the princess raised her hand and rubbed her brows, she said with concern:

"Princess, are you tired? Why don't you go back to the palace to rest."

Jiang Yi put down the gold pen for commenting and leaned back in the chair, her face really tired. She turned her eyes to the full moon outside the window and was silent for a moment before asking:

"Where is Zuo Lingquan?"

"I asked the arrest department to pay attention, and at noon, I left the city gate and went to the direction of Qihuang Valley."

"This fellow is really positive..."

Jiang Yi murmured softly, and after a short rest, picked up the pen again and commanded at the same time:

"Write a letter to my aunt and ask her to pay attention to Zuo Lingquan. If he dares to molest senior sister or senior sister, let me know at any time, and I will take care of him."

Leng Zhu and Zuo Lingquan only met once, but she already knew something about Zuo Lingquan, she said softly:

"Why would Young Master Zuo do such a thing? He is not one of those playboys who linger in the capital."

Jiang Yi was persuaded by Zuo Lingquan first, and then persuaded. Hearing that Leng Zhu, who was beside him, was saying good things to others, she gave Leng Zhu a sideways look:

"What? Ben Gong hasn't married yet. Your heart of a court lady has already gone to the concubine's side? Now that you praise him so much, do you want to follow Ben Gong in the door in the future and make him pity you more?"

Leng Zhu and Jiang Yi are the same age, and they are also unemployed girls. Hearing this, his face flushed:

"How could it be, I'm just telling the truth."

Jiang Yi knew it was the truth, but she didn't want to hear it. She thought about it for a while, then remembered about Tang Jingxing, and said:

"Bengong doesn't think he looks so good anyway. Didn't he stay in the liquor store in Linhefang for one night, a gentleman, how could he spend the night in a lonely woman's house... Go check it out for me, that Tang Jingxuan is a What kind of woman, how does she look, and what is the relationship with Zuo Lingquan..."

Leng Zhu blinked, looked at Jiang Yi curiously, and said somewhat uncertainly:

"Princess, you... you're not jealous, are you?"

Jealous? !

Jiang Yi, who was immersed in writing, froze for a moment, then raised her eyes, and said in exasperation:

"You bastard, why am I jealous? I'll be jealous of Zuo Lingquan's fellow? I didn't have to choose him, so I chose him, and I don't like him. There are ten or eight women outside him, and I don't care..."

"I don't care, what is Princess Cha Tang Jing doing?"

(→_→)

"Cough, it's the maid who talks too much. The princess doesn't care, but the concubine has an affair and can't hide it from the princess. I'll go check it..."

"Forget it, what to check, it makes me really jealous..."

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