Zuo Lingquan is not good at handling official duties, can't help, and can't disturb him, so he practices swords on the deck and has never spoken privately these days.

Qingwan is gentle and originally only meditated in the house to practice. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye was so busy that he didn't even have time to rest, he couldn't sit still, so he took the initiative to suggest helping him.

Shangguan Lingye naturally wanted to do this. He wanted to cultivate Qingwan so that she could stand alone, and then directly delegate power as a hand-off manager.

But Qingwan and Jiang Yi have different personalities and do not have any strong intentions. They don’t have to make decisions on everything they need to make decisions without making any decisions. Shangguan Lingye must be allowed to decide on it himself.

Shangguan Lingye's suggestion that it was fruitless several times, and this idea could only be given up.

At this time, Shangguan Lingye was sitting behind the desk, holding a bronze mirror and looking at things. When she heard Zuo Lingquan's voice, she raised her eyes and glanced out the window and shook her head:

"I can't go now, I only have time tonight."

Shangguan Lingye said that he wanted to go to the Meishan Stele Forest to take a look and asked Zuo Lingquan to pay attention. Zuo Lingquan came to report it and said in confusion:

"Is the matter of the Demon Enlightenment Department urgent?"

"Somewhat. Yun Zhengyang finally climbed out of the iron cave. Situ shook the bastard and lied to the person that his master despised him for coming out too slowly, drove him out of the sect, took another disciple, and gave him a fairy sword..."

??

Will this come later?

Zuo Lingquan's expression condensed, stood up straight, and asked seriously:

"Then what?"

"It's okay that Situ Zhenhan is lying to others, but he also used the authority of the Demon-Entering Office to limit Yun Zhengyang's sword ace card; Yun Zhengyang could not contact Jiang Taiqing, believed it, and disappeared directly. Situ Zhenhan could not find anyone, so he asked me to find a way. What can I do? If this is to destroy the disciple Jianxin, the master will compensate you for being an apprentice, and others may not agree..."

“…”

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze: "Yun Zhengyang is a great disciple of the Sword Emperor, so the heart of Dao is not so fragile, right?"

"Who knows, no matter how unbearable it is, he is still from Zhongzhou. The sword cultivators in Zhongzhou are all madmen in martial arts. They will definitely be retaliated. If you really make a mistake, things will definitely not be settled."

Shangguan Lingye raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan: "This matter has nothing to do with you. You and Qingwan will go shopping first. I'll come to find you after I finish my work."

Wu Qingwan helped for more than ten days in a row and was already a little dizzy. She put down the file after hearing the sound and said softly:

"That's my best. Please contact me anytime if you need it. I'll be back soon."

Shangguan Lingye nodded slightly and continued to work hard.

Wu Qingwan returned to the small cabin behind, changed into a light green summer skirt, found a veil and put it on, and walked out of the cabin...

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The nine sects are in the south of Yuyaozhou, but their actual territory has covered the central part of Yuyaozhou. Fulong Mountain is in the middle of Yuyaozhou on the land. The mountains are spreading in the north and south. The northeast side belongs to Jianhuang City, and the southwest is the territory of Taohuatan, Fulong Mountain, and Yaowang Tower.

Xiangyang City is built on the Yinlin River. The source of the river is Fulong Mountain. Zuo Lingquan is currently located, only more than 3,000 miles away from Fulong Mountain. Taohuatan and Fulong Mountain are related to the mountain and the mountain. It can be said that they have reached the doorstep.

In order not to disturb the people, the pleasure boat was moored on the bank of the suburbs outside the port. Wu Qingwan held a flower umbrella to block the sun. After getting off the boat with Zuo Lingquan, she walked to Xiangyang City together.

Tens of thousands of miles away from his hometown, and for the first time, Wu Qingwan came to this place that she had never seen in books a few times. She would inevitably feel a little fresh. She would look at anything on the road, just like a young wife who lived in the boudoir for a long time and occasionally went out for a trip.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan frowned and a little absent-minded, Wu Qingwan asked softly:

"What's wrong? I'm not happy to come out with me? Why don't I go back and change to the concubine to come over?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head quickly, raised his hand and took the umbrella over, covering Wu Qingwan's head:

"How is that possible? It's not that I'm unhappy, but that the Concubine said that just now. I just asked Cheng Jiujiang to fool Yun Zhengyang, but I didn't expect that Brother Shaking did such a complete trick..."

"What's your idea?"

Wu Qingwan was a little surprised, but she did not say anything about Zuo Lingquan because of this, but said:

"What's there to worry about in this kind of thing? People in practice have to rely on themselves. Not to mention that Situ shook Yun Zhengyang to deceive him, even if he was really expelled from his master, he could only blame him for his lack of firmness. I have taught many disciples before, and the teacher is just a guide. If the disciple cannot live without his master and everything must be recognized by the teacher, then one day the teacher will not know whether it is right or wrong. What should I do?"

"That's true."

"If I were Yun Zhengyang, I was disliked by my master and expelled from the sect, my first idea would definitely be dissatisfied. If I didn't steam buns, I would have to climb out of the name, so that my master would see how blind he was back then. Yun Zhengyang was missing, probably because of this idea. If he really made a name for him, his master would have to thank you."

Zuo Lingquan thought about it for a while and thought it made sense, so he nodded:

"Wanwan can see through it."

Wu Qingwan walked slowly around her waist with her hands folded and sighed quietly:

"What's the use of seeing through it? If you don't have high cultivation, you won't have any weight when you speak. Few people listened to it. When I was in Qihuang Valley, my cultivation level was much higher than you. At that time, you were so obedient, and you thought everything you said was a golden rule, and you wanted to engrave your words in your mind; now it's great..."

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands slightly: "Am I disobedient now?"

"What are you listening to?"

Wu Qingwan glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"'No, just want it, want it or want it', is this your words?"

Don't just want...?

Zuo Lingquan paused and blinked:

"Well...yes. But how can these private words be used as examples?"

"Why can't you? These slutty words are bullying me and can't cure you. If I were in Qihuang Valley, I said no, how dare you not listen?"

Zuo Lingquan recalled carefully and nodded: "When we first practiced, you didn't let us kiss you anywhere, and I didn't listen."

“…”

Wu Qingwan thought about it and immediately stopped talking and walked forward.

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly chased after him, covered the scorching sun with an umbrella, and said with a smile:

"I know, I will be obedient in the future. If you say you don't want it, I won't be fooled."

Wu Qingwan was almost used to the loss, so she didn't believe it at all and ignored it.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan could only pull Wu Qingwan's wrist and walk into the woods:

"Why don't you try it now? If I don't keep my word, I will change my name to Youlingquan from now on."

Try it?

Wu Qingwan was stunned. After reacting, she quickly broke her wrist out:

"Be honest, you finally come out and take a walk in the blue sky. You just want to do something bad without taking three steps... The sun doesn't bother you?"

Zuo Lingquan was just a joke and didn't say anything. He accompanied Wu Qingwan to enjoy the scenery of Xiangyang City.

Xiangyang City is just a secular city and has nothing special. Only when you turn from outside the city to the path to the mountain will the scenery gradually change.

Meishan is about 30 miles away from Xiangyang City. A stone road made of green trees leads from Xiangyang City along the river to the depths of Meishan. The road is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are secular buildings such as academies, gyms, and summer resorts.

There were many monks and ordinary people coming to enjoy the scenery, and there were many fortune tellers on the roadside. Hawkers set up stalls to hawk in, and the noisy and complicated atmosphere slightly destroyed the quiet atmosphere here.

But after walking a few miles inside and turning to a foot of a mountain, the clear eyes suddenly became clear. The blue waves appeared among the mountains, with the above-world cruise ships floating on it, and one mountain wall stood on the other end of the lake.

There is a carved scroll on the mountain wall. Unfortunately, for some reason, it was artificially destroyed. Now there is only a concave and uneven mountain wall, with traces that are so ancient that it looks like it is formed naturally at first glance. Only when you get closer can you see some of the scroll patterns.

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan came to the mountain wall with a vast crowd. They listened to the people around them explaining them in a variety of ways. The most bizarre one was "the "Cold Pond Moon Worshiping Map" by the Lord of Peach Blossoms. Lord Linyuan didn't like it when he passed by in the early years, so he wiped it off.'

The reason for this statement is naturally that the two lords have disagreements in private. With Zuo Lingquan's understanding of Shangguan's ancestor, it is impossible to do such a priceless thing. After hearing this, he just laughed it off.

The stone wall is at the entrance of Meishan, but most people turn back when they walk here. Very few people enter because they have to collect tickets, and the price is a hundred white jade pillars, which is too high.

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan came here, so they would naturally not be stingy with the tickets. After paying the money, they entered Tongyou winding paths. The sides were full of undeveloped wilderness, and even the edges of the building were invisible.

Wu Qingwan was in great interest, but when she saw the barren mountains and rivers that were invisible, she was immediately disappointed:

"What is the 'Rule of Meishan'? I saw the moon in the water every day, and I thought it was so beautiful, but it turned out to be worse than Qihuang Valley. No wonder no one was willing to spend money in. Isn't this cheating?"

"What a beautiful place, no need to ask people to promote it every day. The ticket price is so high. It is probably because everyone will only come back once in their lifetime."

After Zuo Lingquan took a few steps, he felt that the scenery in front of him was different from the imagination, so he set his sight on the stone tablet on the side of the road.

There are many semi-buried stone tablets in the mountains on one side of the stone path. I don’t know how many years have washed away by wind and rain, and most of them cannot see clearly. There are only a few stone tablets with good locations left, and you can still identify the handwriting.

There were some monks around the stone tablets where you could see the handwriting, and they watched carefully because the stele was forbidden to draw the monument and disciples were guarding them.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him and glanced at him. He could understand the words engraved on it. There was nothing to say about the limericks such as "I want to draw the spring breeze as a paintbrush, and Feng Shui becomes the river and the fallen clouds."

Zuo Lingquan didn't study much about poetry, but he could still tell whether it was good or bad. He was about to shake his head and say something, but suddenly he saw the signature below - Chen Chaoli.

Zuo Lingquan staggered, and the words he spoke also turned into:

"What the hell... a great poem that is so crafty, I think the person who writes poetry is also a great master."

Wu Qingwan also wanted to comment. After seeing the name, she knew that I was not worthy and closed her mouth obediently.

Several monks who were looking at the stone tablet could naturally see that the poem was not well written, but no one dared to be outside Fulong Mountain and say that the Lord Fulong was not. Hearing this, he turned around and echoed:

"Friends of Taoism have a good eye, not to mention the poetic attainment, but this artistic conception is beyond my reach..."

Zuo Lingquan suddenly felt that this ticket was actually quite reasonable. Where can I see the "clumsy work" of the Eight Lords elsewhere?

He became interested again and followed Wu Qingwan and continued to move forward, wanting to find out if there were any magic treasures left by Shangguan’s ancestor.

There are many stone tablets outside Meishan, roughly estimated to be no less than a thousand, most of which have been completely corroded. Although no notes left by Shangguan Yutang were found, the only dozen remaining ones who could see the words were all celebrities without exception.

Even though Zuo Lingquan had never heard of it, he learned the origin from other monks. The most time was the first elders among the three major sects.

Zuo Lingquan was also shocked when he looked around. The more he saw it, the more he could make so many immortal masters willing to leave behind the magic treasures, he only knew the walls of Jianhuang City; Meishan's influence was probably not inferior to Jianhuang City back then, and the handwriting on the stone tablet, judging from the words and sentences, they were all praising the beautiful plum blossoms here, without any ostentatiousness or derogatoryness.
To be continued...