Too Reckless

The rushing sword energy distorted the light and shadow of the clouds on the lake, but there was no wind or waves on the Diaoyutai beside the lake. Only a white-haired old man sat cross-legged with a fishing rod, staring at the millions of broken swords at the bottom of the lake.

Although the sword is broken, the spirit in the sword is still there. Even if ordinary people take a look at the bottom of the lake, they will be forced to tremble all over by the sword pool, and it is difficult to return to their senses. The white-haired old man turns a blind eye. Fishing line, carefully perceive the 'life' of each sword or blood or sadness.

On the top of the cliff behind the Sword Pond is the patriarch's hall of the Immortal Swordsman Sect.

At sunset, two figures stood on the edge of the stone cliff, looking at the sword pool below.

The first person is a woman. Although she is wearing a plain dress, she has a familiar and beautiful temperament. She is Zhao Linglong, the wife of the Sect Master of the Sword Immortal Sect, and the aunt of Miss Qiu.

The person in the back is the swordsman 'Twelve Lang', carrying an unsheathed sword on his back. The sword is three feet and three long, and the whole body is silver and white. The name.

Zhao Linglong stared at Jianchi below, frowning slightly, and said softly:

"...The direct descendant of the Eastern Continent Valkyrie, who will be visiting the Jue Sword Immortal Sect immediately. Judging from the route of her visit, it is a temporary intention; the sword demon Zuo Ci, who also came from the nine sects, must be familiar with Shangguan Lingye, and he may not know the sword. Yao Zuoci will also come..."

When Twelve Lang heard this, his expression was a little displeased:

"The reputation of the sword demon Zuo Ci has been a little too big recently. There was a riot in Luojian Mountain, and most of the sword sects in Huajunzhou were overwhelmed by Dongzhou, and when Pofeng City fell again, the sects outside had opinions. , Said Jue Sword Immortal Sect, as the leader of the current Sword Sect, a foreigner was making waves in Huajun Continent, but no one came forward to suppress the other party's arrogance..."

Zhao Linglong could see the disciple's thoughts, and said plainly:

"Are you dissatisfied with being called a 'Little Sword Demon'?"

Twelve Lang is one of the young leaders of the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect. In previous years, he was known as the "fastest sword in the same realm", and he has never failed since he became famous.

But after Zuo Lingquan suddenly took out a 'sword half', Twelve Lang suffered a disaster, and he was acquiesced as 'the second fastest man in the same realm' before he fought, and was also nicknamed 'little sword demon'.

Swordsmen only seek the strongest, first and second are completely two concepts. As a swordsman, Twelve Lang was demoted before he fought, how could he have no opinion.

Moreover, the nickname 'Little Sword Demon' is really hurtful. He is called 'Little Sword God' and 'Little Sword Saint'. Twelve Lang can still think about it. 'Sword Demon' is a peer of the same generation. do small? Why is Zuo Ci not called 'Little Twelve Lang'?

Twelve Lang saw that Zhao Linglong saw through his mind and did not hide it:

"A swordsman speaks with a sword, and if there is something wrong in his heart, he should ask the sword demon Zuo Ci for an explanation. His sword is really faster than me, so what if I am called a 'little sword demon'? Let him change his name to 'Little Twelve Lang' from now on."

Zhao Linglong nodded slightly: "I asked you to come here because of this. The ancestors said that no one in the same realm can shoot swords faster than you, and no matter how fast the sword demon Zuo Ci is, it should be indistinguishable from you; these days , The sects outside are all looking at my Absolute Sword Immortal Sect. As long as he comes over and doesn't fight a fight, the outside will think that my Absolute Sword Immortal Sect is timid. The sword immortals in the sect are like clouds, you are the most suitable."

"Don't worry, I will definitely let that sword demon Zuo Ci..."

"Hey, outside the mountain outside the Qingshan Building, the sword demon Zuo Ci can have the current reputation, and he is by no means an ordinary person. According to the rumors, he should know more than 'Jian Yi', so don't take it lightly. But no matter how many swords there are, 'Jian Yi' is a skill that can kill with a single sword. Several of my uncles and I know your potential. You should be older than Zuo Ci and have more experience than him. The odds of winning are actually very high. A tie, if you lie down with a sword like Han Song on Luojian Mountain, from now on Luojian Mountain can say, 'My family and Juejianya are on an equal footing'."

Twelve Lang raised his hands and clasped his fists: "As long as I pull out the sword, he can't be unscathed."

Zhao Linglong nodded slightly and motioned Twelve Lang to go back and prepare.

After Twelve Lang left, Zhao Linglong went down to the Diaoyutai on the side of Jianchi and bowed slightly:

"Ancestor, what chance do you think Twelve Lang has?"

The white-haired old man sitting on the Diaoyutai didn't really want to respond to this nonsense, but it was the daughter-in-law who ran the family business who asked the question. After thinking about it, he replied in a flat voice:

"If you don't fight, he is a 'little sword demon'; if you fight, he can completely get rid of these three words."

"The ancestor is saying that Twelve Lang can defeat the sword demon Zuo Ci and take back his reputation?"

The white-haired old man shook his head, but he didn't say what he meant...

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The sun and the moon are turning, and it has been half a month in the blink of an eye.

The floating attic drifted across the sea of ​​clouds for tens of thousands of miles, gradually approaching the holy land in the minds of the Sword Immortals under Heaven.

Zuo Lingquan was leaning against the wall, standing at the window of the boudoir, looking at the steamed bun-like clouds of white flowers, he couldn't help but think of the quiet and sultry white with powder...

Maybe it's been held for too long, it's not serious to see anything.

After spending these days in the attic recuperating from her injuries, Jing Xing guessed that she was afraid that it would affect Sister Yingying's treatment of her injuries.

Sister Yingying came to treat her injuries on time every day, because she knew that Jingxing had become suspicious, and no matter what she thought in her mind, she was no longer so gentle to him; Dare to look around is a slap in the face, and occasionally the dumplings come up to eat and drink, and it's another stab.

Old Ancestor hasn't come over these days. Zuo Lingquan misses him a lot, but he definitely doesn't want to see him until he is healed--Sister Yingying alone is going to kill him. Died on the bed of Sister Yingying.

Although the process was a bit painful, in any case, it took more than ten days to get over it, and the injury recovered 40% to 50%. After a few months of training, it should be able to recover as before.

Zuo Lingquan stared at the window for a moment, then looked back into the room.

"Crack clap..."

There was a tea tray on the round table in the boudoir, and a small fluffy dumpling squatted in the middle of the round table.

In the fruit bowl in front of him, there was a big peach that was slightly smaller than it, and he lowered his head to take a bite from time to time, and then looked at the portrait on the wall.

Xiantao has a lot of energy, and if you eat all the dumplings, you will definitely gain a lot of weight. It may be because you are afraid that your mother will find out if you eat too much at one time. The dumplings have been eaten very sparingly these days. Eating in the boudoir is funny.

Zuo Lingquan came to him and looked at the portrait on the wall - the plain-clothed beauty on the portrait, her temperament and appearance were not much different from what she had seen in the past, she could recognize Mei Jinshui at a glance; Big, if it wasn't for a bunch of peach blossom branches in his hand, I'm afraid no one would believe it when Qiu Tao was a child.

Because of the relationship between sister Yingying and her apprentice, it was difficult to ask about the portrait, so Zuo Lingquan only dared to look carefully when sister Yingying left.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan approaching, the dumpling tilted his head and pushed Taozi politely:

"grumble?"

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"grumble."

Tuanzi turned his head back, continued to eat peaches, glanced at the portrait a few times, and said:

"jijiji..."

Zuo Lingquan said with a smile:

"You said like Qiu Tao?"

The dumpling was stunned for a moment, and compared for a moment, then began to "jijiji..." meaning:

"Niaoniao asked if this big woman is the nanny in the future. If yes, Niaoniao will remember it. Next time you meet a hero to save the beauty..."

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand such a complicated meaning, but he just answered without a bird's beak:

"So lively and cute, I feel like Tao Tao. Who do you feel like?"

Not much speculation.

The dumpling spread out his wings and continued to nibble on the peaches.

Just after one person and one bird chatted, a quiet voice came from downstairs:

"Hey? Where is this little broken bird hiding..."

"Yeah~ Sister Jingxun, I can't fit on my chest... nor under my skirt..."

...

The dumpling was shocked, turned over quickly, pushed half of the peach to Zuo Lingquan, and Sayazi ran out.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled. After staying in the room for half a month, he had never wandered in the attic. He heard the voices of the two girls. Naturally, he missed it. Seeing that it was okay to walk, he supported the wall and left the room. door.

There are several daily living rooms on the third floor of the attic. The innermost side is the Qi refining room for meditation. At this time, the door is open, and you can see the pattern inside the room that is integrated with the decoration of the room, as well as the terrace facing the sea of ​​clouds.

Venerable Peach Blossom may have been drinking a lot of wine by himself last night. He seemed to be drunk and leaned lazily on the piano platform.

Venerable Peach Blossom was wearing a looser dress. Because of the posture of sitting on the side with his legs bent, his round buttocks rested on his calf, showing no difference in his proud scale.

There is a breeze on the terrace, blowing the black hair and skirt, and the black silk stockings at the ankles appear and disappear, which makes the plump and graceful back a little more seductive.

Zuo Lingquan stopped in the corridor, took a few subconscious glances, his eyes unconsciously fell on the position where he should not fall, and was thinking: Unfortunately, last time I just thought about rubbing the grand chest, I forgot to touch it...

Before I could finish thinking, a cold voice sounded from the terrace:

"Zuo Lingquan!"

Venerable Peach Blossom sat up straight and turned around, revealing dangerously moist eyes:

"I didn't treat you today, but your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Zuo Lingquan's expression condensed, he turned his serious eyes to the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, and walked into the room:

"Hehe, um... Sister Yingying is really sensitive."

Venerable Peach Blossom, as the ancestor of the mountain, if someone admires her buttocks behind her, it is difficult for her to notice, then it is called a problem. She said displeased:

"You are injured, the deity won't take care of you first, but you'd better keep your eyes under control, the deity's patience is limited. The ancestor of Huang Chao is more powerful than the mother-in-law of Shangguan, and you won't dare to wait until someone else's territory. If you aim at random, if you are noticed by others, the deity's face will be lost, and when the time comes to clear the door, Shangguan Yutang will not be able to protect you."

Zuo Lingquan didn't believe this threat at all, but if Sister Yingying saw it, it would inevitably be another ravage, so Zuo Lingquan smiled and changed the subject:

"The old sword **** is stronger than the ancestor?"

"That's natural, Shangguan's mother-in-law has to call senior when she sees it."

Venerable Peach Blossom nodded seriously.

However, when Venerable Peach Blossom said so, it was not because she knew the specific strengths of the two Immortal Monarchs.

The top ten immortals are all people who have reached the top, and they have already stood at the top of the world in all aspects. They are strong and weak. It is difficult for the ten immortals to judge before the fight; it can be said that every immortal is confident. , but actually how to know only by doing it.

Venerable Master Taohua said that the ancestor was not as powerful as the old swordsman, because when she arrived at Juejianya, she had to call the old swordsman "senior".

If the mother-in-law Shangguan is very powerful, and she only calls her "daoyou" when she sees the ancestor of Huang Chao, she calls out "senior". In Zuo Lingquan's heart, wouldn't she be a generation shorter than the ancestor of Shangguan?

Of course, Zuo Lingquan couldn't guess these preoccupied Xiao Jiujiu, but he just doubted the authenticity of Sister Yingying's remarks.

Zuo Lingquan sat down beside the Qintai, looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside, thought about it and asked

"Going to Juejianya, it is very likely that you will be closed. Senior Shangguan said that the old swordsman may not look down on me; I can draw a sword myself, and I don't want to ask someone to do things."

The Peach Blossom Lord moved beside the Wangqin Platform, keeping a proper distance:

"From the evaluation point of view, the old swordsman admires you very much, but it is unlikely that you will help you. You are a bit like the apprentice of the old swordsman."

"Really? Which apprentice?"

Venerable Peach Blossom picked up the wine gourd, pursed his lips beside his red lips, and looked to the northwest:

"The old swordsman accepted a disciple, called 'Tengsheng', who was a little wolf he rescued when he was slaying the demon in the west. It is said that when the wolf demon was beheaded, the little wolf stayed in front of the corpse and preferred to die. , the old sword **** saw 'human nature' and brought the little wolf back."

"Is it a wolf demon?"

"Well, in the next hundred years, the little wolf cultivated into a human form, and his talent can only be described as 'the best in Jiuzhou', and his character is also admired by everyone, but in just over ten years, he has become one of the righteous heroes. , and was even appointed as the sword-wielding elder of the Absolute Sword Immortal Sect."

The sword-wielding elders are all the heirs of the ancestors of the various sects. Zuo Lingquan couldn't help but show a strange look when he heard this:

"Although it is a wolf demon, but to have such an achievement, the character should not be bad, and in the end?"

"Later, he deceived his teachers and killed his ancestors and defected, and became the first swordsman of the demon clan."

Venerable Peach Blossom thought for a while, and then said:

"Actually, it can't be said to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, um... Let's take the story of 'The Farmer and the Snake'. A farmer found a frozen snake and put it in his arms to keep warm. After it was warm, the snake bit the farmer. , poisoned the farmer. The farmer must be a good man, but is the snake a bad one? A snake is a snake. If you think of it as a human being, it will naturally repay kindness and vengeance; but if you think of it as a snake, it will behave normally, and it is simply a farmer. Kill yourself. Teng Sheng's example is similar to this."

Zuo Lingquan pondered carefully: "If you are not of my race, their hearts must be different?"

Venerable Peach Blossom's eyes filled with relief: "Yes, that's what it means."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, but immediately doubted:

"Why do I look like that Tengsheng? I was born and raised in Qinghe County, and I am not a monster..."

"You are also a wolf, a hungry wolf."

? ?

Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a while, and spread out his hands:

"Can this be the same?!"

"And you also like to bully your teachers and destroy your ancestors. The masters want to be your elders. You stinky boy is full of thoughts on how to coax elders into the bed. There is Qingwan in front, Lingye in the back, then Yutang mother-in-law, and then... "

Venerable Peach Blossom took a breath and gestured to himself.

Zuo Lingquan thinks about it carefully, it is true, but he certainly does not admit it:

"Qingwan Lingye is not my teacher, how can you say that you deceived your teacher and killed your ancestors. The ancestor of Shangguan was a misunderstanding. As for Sister Yingying... Sister Yingying did it on purpose, sh-"

Zuo Lingquan had just finished the last sentence, his arm was aching, and a gold needle was inserted at some point.

Venerable Peach Blossom means that the eyebrows are upside down:

"Zuo Lingquan, you really don't take this deity in your eyes, do you? I'll throw you down if you don't make a fool of yourself!"

Zuo Lingquan suffered from pain, so naturally he no longer had to make further progress, and pulled back to the topic and said:

"Alright, alright, even if I bully my teacher and destroy my ancestors, this bullying is better than defecting and turning against each other, right? How can Sister Yingying compare me to demons and monsters..."

"Anyone who dares to remember regardless of etiquette, in the eyes of this deity, is acting like a monster."

Venerable Peach Blossom snorted lightly, and then said seriously:

"However, the old sword **** doesn't look down on you, probably because you are not only lustful, but also have a strong sense of responsibility, and you value the people around you above everything..."

"Shouldn't that be right?"

"Extremes will turn against you. For the sake of your deity, even if you don't want the Divine Sword, who knows if you will stand on the opposite side of the human race for the sake of the people around you? Even if you and I die, She was heartbroken, and after crying, she was still the God of the Nine Sects. Do you understand what that means?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly if he realized something.

"I understand after saying that, um... Next time Sister Yingying is bullied, I'll weigh the pros and cons..."

? ?

Venerable Peach Blossom's serious expression condensed, and stood up slightly:

"The old swordsman's opinion is not necessarily right. Why are you so anxious to reflect on it? You are the one brought out by Shangguan Yutang. You should go all the way to the end, proving that the old swordsman has misunderstood..."

"Uh... Then there is no reason to protect Sister Yingying next time?"

"..."

Venerable Peach Blossom thought, 'It should be like this~www.readwn.com~ but when I say it, it seems that the relationship with Zuo Lingquan is unclear.

"Well... I am your elder. You have sworn that you will naturally favor this deity for no reason; this deity will also remember your goodness and will not treat you badly in the future."

"Is the needle lighter?"

Venerable Peach Blossom pursed his lips, and his approach was a little gentler:

"Hmph..."

...

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I just came back soon, and I wrote a little less orz.

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