Chapter 252: Eighty-nine out of ten unsatisfactory life

At noon, the mountain wind is flying.

Jiang Yi was wearing a red dress and stood on the bridge outside the main peak of the barren mountain, looking at the mountains and fields in the north.

The bridge was just built and was constructed of giant trees, six feet wide. The giant pillars were supported and hung in the air, reaching the middle of the Jingtai Sect. On both sides were sculptures of thousands of birds and beasts, among which were the Baishan Spirit, a unique Baishan Spirit.

Because the Baishan Jing looks similar to the Tuanzi, Jiang Yi stood next to the sculpture, and her back looked like a small dot compared to the towering bridge.

Between the mountains in front of you, the giant beast slowly walked through the stone. The formation masters from Fulong Mountain and the craftsmen of Tiandi City commanded apprentices on the tops of the mountain, carefully carving buildings that were either magnificent or exquisite.

Last year, when the stolen pills fled, he did not attack the Jingtai terrace located between the mountains, but the aftermath still destroyed most of the buildings in the sect.

The structure of the sect is very particular, and repairing is too complicated and the elixir is gone. There is no need to be wary of the main peak of the barren mountain. The original layout has lost its function. The Jingtao simply pushed all the new ones to be repaired. From last year to this year, it has been almost completed.

When the main peak of the barren mountain rushed out, a gap was opened on the south side of the mountain. The Divine Fire Cave Heaven below became very unstable. It was temporarily closed and no longer allowed disciples to get close. Only a few people were there in the villa originally built on the mountainside.

The villa was originally the residence of the founder Qiu Boyue in the sect. At first, there was only one small house. After marrying a wife and having children, it expanded several times. Now it has become the ancestral home of the Qiu family and is also considered the ancestral hall.

Qiu Boyue is relatively young among the Eight Lords, but she is definitely not young. After thousands of years of inheritance, it is logical that the enemy family should be a prosperous family, but in fact it is not the case.

The higher the practice of human Taoism in practice, the more cautious the matter of blood inheritance. The reason is very simple - dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes.

Although the world does not restrict the monks of high-level realms to have children, they can live forever and see forever. They do not need to rely on quick birth and death to continue their bloodlines. If they give birth to children, they will not give birth to an ordinary descendant with a lifespan of only a few decades, which will add to their heart knots to the pain of losing their children in vain. If they want to give birth to children who can also live forever.

This will inevitably lead to huge investment in nurturing descendants. You can give birth to a prodigal son every time by doing it. The high investment in training invisibly limits the number of children born by monks.

If you only care about birth and not care about raising, then no matter how many births are, they are just ordinary people. The descendants are all passers-by in the world. Only the ancestors are left with white hair and black hair every day. I am afraid that few people are willing to live such a life.

Not only people in practice, but also ordinary birds, beasts, fish and insects, but also the longer the life span, the fewer children. The reason is the hard limit of heaven and earth resources.

Since the ancestor Qiu Boyue, the Qiu family has been a single lineage. To this day, there are only a few people in the entire Qiu family. There are some distant relatives like grandparents, but they are not in the deserted mountains.

Jiang Yi followed Shangguan Zu to the deserted mountain. The people brought by the Lord Linyuan were naturally distinguished guests, and were settled in the villa by his enemies.

After half a month, Jiang Yi had never seen anyone in the villa. The Lord of the Barren Mountains was said to have been injured and was in seclusion in an unknown place, and he could not get out for a few years. The ancestor Shangguan was with Tang Jingyun and soaked in the Shenhuo Cave Heaven together. Although her cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds, she is still very low. She cannot stay in the Shenhuo Cave Heaven for a long time, so she can only go in and out slowly.

At noon, the fire was the most intense. Jiang Yi could not bear the surging power in the Heaven of the Divine Fire Cave. When she stood on the edge of the bridge to rest and looked into the distance, she was also wondering if the Imperial Concubine was stealing her home now.

As a personal maid, Leng Zhu gained money this time. At this time, she stood in front of her and tried to hug the Baishan Jing sculpture that was much bigger than her.

When he found Jiang Yi holding her chest, a look of worry appeared in her eyes, Leng Zhu comforted her:

"Are the princess worried about Mr. Zuo? Don't worry, with the concubine in front of you, Mr. Zuo will not have any trouble, and my aunt will definitely be safe..."

It was because the concubine was in front of Zuo Lingquan that Jiang Yi was here as a husband-watching stone. Seeing this stupid maid who couldn't figure out her intentions, she frowned:

"What am I worried about him? I am worried that I will not be with me, my aunt and the concubine can't speak, and she is bored alone."

"How could my aunt be bored? The princess is not in front of me..."

Leng Zhu originally wanted to say, "You can let go of the trouble with Master Zuo", but when she noticed that Jiang Yi's eyes were wrong, she might immediately make her go back to the big pill, and quickly changed her words: "The princess is not in front of her, my aunt must have been thinking about the princess. Should we contact her?"

Jiang Yi didn't want to disturb Zuo Lingquan and the others, and she really contacted her. If Zuo Lingquan was practicing and her aunt covered her mouth and chatted with her, she wouldn't be cowardly.

The more you think about these messy things, the more sad you feel. Jiang Yi didn't want to speak anymore and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Shenhuo Cave Heaven.

Leng Zhu shrugged her shoulders and walked behind her, but before she could finish the bridge, she saw two figures walking towards the other end of the bridge.

The person who came was also a pair of masters and servants. The figure walking in front was a woman, wearing a long snow-colored dress, tall and slender, spotless, with a white gauze covering her face. All she could see was long black hair, bright eyes as sharp as cold stars, and her eyebrows were like willow leaves. She did not look fierce, but it was very cold, making people feel unattainable at first glance.

The one behind her was also a woman, dressed like a female housekeeper in a wealthy family. She had a slightly longer face, was more charming, dignified and dignified. She held a white-shelf sword in her hand, walked behind her feet, looking at them both.

After Jiang Yi came here to stay, she knew that there were other people in the barren mountain, but she had never seen them before. She suddenly met the two of them who came out of them and was a little stunned.

Although he had never seen the two people, Jiang Yi probably guessed that the person who came was probably the eldest lady from Jingtao.

In the past, when he was in Dengchao Port, Jiang Yi saw Miss Qiu who returned from Hua Junzhou from afar through Zuo Lingquan's perspective. She also had such a lineup of one after another, and her temperament was similar.

After arriving at the barren mountain, Jiang Yi had no chance to inquire about these things. She was very unfamiliar with this immortal lady with an outrageous background. There was no fork on the bridge. She pretended not to see it, so she stopped in place and watched the two of them pass by.

Miss Qiu was evaluated by Shangguan Lingye as "scarce swordsmanship, poor magic, low understanding, poor talent, ten thousand years old...', but in fact it would definitely not be so unbearable; how could ordinary people give so many adjectives to Shangguan Lingye, who is highly regarded, at least it must be an opponent that makes Shangguan Lingye feel difficult to deal with, so I am so impressed.

As one of the young masters with the largest background in the nine sects, it is inevitable that they have a high posture. Miss Qiu walked in the middle of the bridge, without looking sideways, as if she didn't notice the two of them at all, or they had noticed them, but she didn't have the heart to pay attention to them.

Jiang Yi knew that Zuo Yunting was here, and after coming to the barren mountain, she wanted to ask about the stupid guy. When she heard this, she asked:

"Where has Zuo Yunting been going?"

"I went to Zhongzhou with Lao Lu. There seemed to be news of the fairy sword over there. Qi Jia went home to grab the opportunity, so he followed him to help."

"help?"

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes and thought this was too nonsense. Zuo Yunting was famous for doing anything in Dadan Capital. The only way she could think of was to stay at home and not walk around, so as not to drag her teammates back.

Qiu Fengqing actually had a good sense of Zuo Yunting. Seeing Jiang Yi's expression strange, he said with a smile:

"Don't underestimate Zuo Yunting. He doesn't do anything else, but... but... it seems that nothing can do, but this kid is lucky and popular. In the same way, luck works like everything. Looking back at that time, we were traversing with Lao Lu. At that time, Lao Lu was cruel and ruthless and dared to do anything. We all knew that we couldn't have a close relationship, but we couldn't resist the boy's luck. He could hit magic weapons and secret books wherever he went. He could always get rid of danger when he encountered something. He couldn't bear to break up with friendship..."

Jiang Yi was as interested in the past of these immortal masters as Zuo Lingquan. She had heard of Lao Lu and said curiously:

"So, Mr. Lu should have high achievements, but Mr. Lu... seems not as good as Senior Qiu now."

Qiu Fengqing recalled the past, sighed and said earnestly:

"In the end of the practice, it is about cultivating the mind, magic weapons, opportunities and even long-lasting vision. After all, it is all bait that arouses greed in the heart. If you drill too deeply and forget why you practice, it will be too late when you want to turn back. Lao Lu's mistake is that he is not able to be cruel to the end, otherwise he can become a big devil and repent halfway, and the result is that he cannot achieve both."

Jiang Yi seems to understand but not understand.

"It's normal for you to not understand now. There are many ways to practice such things. In the past, there was a swordsman named Lin Zifeng, who was older than me. He was a hero in Zhongzhou and even mentioned something to me. Unfortunately, I love swords and was obsessed with demons. I couldn't understand swords. I thought it was caused by shackles in my heart. I gradually stopped distinguishing good and evil enemies and friends. When I felt that I would come, I would draw my sword and kill people when I came out. I turned into a martial madman. Because no one could judge his intentions, I might be brothers at the last moment, and the next moment he would kill people. In the end, everyone would take action first when they met him. Even the relatives and friends in the past were like this..."

"Then how did this guy end up doing?"

"Some years have not been moved, either dead or change. However, the evil deeds in the past are irreversible. If you see it openly, you will commit suicide, and if you can't see it, you will be killed. If you become a demon, you can seek the great way because of your previous mistakes, who will reason for those who die in vain?"

Qiu Fengqing chatted casually, feeling that these great principles involving the heart of Taoism were not well understood by Jiang Yi, so she smiled again:

"This guy Zuo Yunting is so powerful. He can see through things. He has countless minor problems but knows big troubles. If he divides Zuo Lingquan's talent into 10 or 2, he may not encounter a bottleneck in his life. Unfortunately, God is so fair that he will not concentrate all his advantages on one person."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly, but when she talked about her man, she still disagrees with her:

"I think Zuo Lingquan doesn't seem to have any shortcomings."

"There is no shortcoming that saints are. They usually have to do great things, and they are destined to be vigorous and have no chance of being in front of the cup and under the moon. There are sayings that loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve, so isn't the same in the way of practice?"

Qiu Fengqing looked at the direction of his daughter's departure. This sentence was probably also about himself. He sighed softly, stopped talking, and raised his hand to say goodbye.

Jiang Yi stood there and recalled a little about what she said just now. She really hoped to be peaceful and peaceful with Zuo Lingquan for the rest of her life, rather than being full of passion and danger, and she was a little confused.

However, these things are far away. Jiang Yi did not think about it carefully. After there was no one else on the bridge, she entered the entrance of the Shenhuo Cave Heaven with Leng Zhu...

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The sand dunes are like waves, rising and falling to the sky, and the wind blows the flying sand, swaying among the sand dunes. Under the illumination of the silver moonlight, it is like white mist.

The moon in the desert is very big, like a silver disc hanging in the air, within reach; the scenery of the galaxy above us is far more gorgeous and magnificent than the barren sand sea, so that those walking in it always stare at the sky, and even forget the distance they are moving forward.

On the east side of the sand sea, a man in a cloak was wearing a cloak, walking along the ridge line on a moonlit night. The cloak was blown to the side, hustling, like a black flag moving in the sand sea, sometimes revealing the hilt of the sword wrapped in linen under the cloak.

Behind the man, a scholar wearing a literary robe, wearing a square scarf and a folding fan, walking slowly.

The scholar was very thin and looked weak, and his chest muscles were slightly larger; his face was as white as jade, his eyes were clear and vivid. Even if his face was too feminine, he looked like a handsome young man in the world. Compared with the bearded man in front of him, he was different from the muddy man.

Although two men walked together, there was no one around, one was tough and masculine, and the other was feminine and handsome. Walking together would still make outsiders misunderstand their relationship; especially the bearded man, who looked back from time to time and glanced at the scholar behind him, and his eyes seemed to say, "Although the moonlight is beautiful, it is not as good as you." People who don't understand the inside story may get goosebumps.

The two strangers on the dune were naturally Shangguan Lingye, who was dressed as a man, and Zuo Lingquan, who was dressed as a beast.

After arriving in Zhongzhou, Zuo Lingquan did not stop for a moment and did not contact outsiders. He secretly crossed the residences of several major families and entered the sand sea from a remote place.

The sand sea is extremely vast, occupying a small half of the western part of Central China. All you can see is sand and a rare oasis, but there are more things inside. The less popular the place, the easier it is to lie dormant monsters in the high realm, as well as the strange geographical environment caused by uneven distribution of spiritual energy, and the wild cultivation that may appear at any time, all make it dangerous to enter the sand seaweed.

As the name suggests, the burial place is buried under the ground. The wind constantly changes the surface of the ground. No one knows how deep it is. Most of them have formations to cover up the energy. It is meaningless to fly from the sky to sweep it through the sword. Otherwise, the Eight Lords will know where the spiritual ore is buried in the jurisdiction of the nine sects. If you want to find something buried underground, you have to determine it through field exploration.

Zuo Lingquan did not study these things deeply. He had no other methods except digging with a shovel. The exploration work was naturally handed over to the knowledgeable and talented Lingye. The two walked hundreds of miles from the edge of the sand sea, and the exploration location was no less than a hundred. Apart from finding some scattered debris, they did not find the target. During this period, they also encountered some treasure hunting cultivators, but they were all young monks and did not intersect.

Wu Qingwan should have followed her to stroll around and dig treasures, but Shangguan Lingye's disguise technique was too experienced and forced the beautiful young woman with narrow shoulders, round buttocks, and big breasts to dress up as an ordinary down-and-out female cultivator.

As the saying goes, "Women are to please themselves." Wu Qingwan himself didn't want to look in the mirror, so she was reluctant to follow her lover. She asked him to always look at her honor, so she simply stayed on the pleasure boat and followed behind to help Shangguan Lingye handle business.

The white and round dumplings were unable to escape the poisonous hand and were dressed up as a yellow-brown sandy skylark that they could encounter in the desert. They transformed into a "scout chicken" and helped explore the surrounding area.

Zuo Lingquan was not satisfied with his appearance as a rough man. After thinking for a long time, he felt that Lingye did this on purpose in order to let Qingwan voluntarily stay in the pleasure boat to work. He walked a piece of the sand dune and looked back at the concubine behind him:

"Lingye, if you dress Qingwan and me like this, just put on a casual men's clothing, will there be a flaw?"

Shangguan Lingye stopped on the sand dune and looked down at the details of the ground. When she heard Zuo Lingquan's words, she looked down at the scholar's robe on her body:

"What's the flaw?"

Zuo Lingquan slowed down and walked side by side on the sand dunes, with his eyes on the beautiful side face that looked different, but his appearance was not reduced by half:

"The whole body is full of flaws. The face looks like a woman. She has a body proportion. Her waist is too thin and her legs are too long. She looks very thin, but her bust and hip circumference are very large..."

?

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up straight.

Zuo Lingquan quickly moved his eyes away from his graceful hip line, serious and serious:

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just talking about the facts and have no meaning of being slutty. This body proportion cannot appear on men. The most obvious thing is the walking posture. Men can easily get beaten when walking like this..."

Shangguan Lingye knew that she had many flaws. She looked confused as if the authorities were confused and said in confusion:
To be continued...