Chapter 6 It turns out to be you

It rained continuously at night.

During the day, ferocious beasts were raging, and several houses along the river bank collapsed. No one dared to live in the undamaged houses, causing darkness among the ruins.

Holding his sword, Zuo Lingquan walked silently through the alleyway and came to the side of the street where ferocious beasts were raging during the day. He took a look behind the corner of the courtyard wall.

The bodies of the ferocious beasts and the policemen had been transported away, and there were still a lot of friction marks and some sticky animal blood on the ground.

A tall figure in black clothes, holding a black oil-paper umbrella, stood next to the beast's blood, looking down at it carefully in the dim light in the distance.

Zuo Lingquan observed from the side in the dark, he could see that this man was wearing a black military uniform with wrist guards, and the fabric was expensive and high-quality; hanging on his waist was a long sword with a black sheath, the sheath was covered with cloud patterns, and the sword tassel was

Decorated with gold and jade, the shape is quite exquisite and looks valuable.

A rich kid who comes to explore in the middle of the night?

Zuo Lingquan relaxed his vigilance slightly and squinted his eyes to observe carefully, trying to find out the reality of the other party.

The light is too dark to see the face clearly, but based on the outline of the body, you can see that this person is thin, his legs are slender, tight and strong, and his leg skills are probably good; his waist is relatively slender under the restraint of the belt, without any fat, and his body skills are inevitable

Flexible; further up to the chest...

Such strong chest muscles!

??

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and looked down at himself. He started practicing martial arts when he was three years old. In more than ten years, he has not developed his muscles to this extent. What kind of Kung Fu did he develop to develop chest muscles?

Chest broken?

When Zuo Lingquan was thinking, he didn't pay attention to the movement of lowering his head, which caused a slight friction sound of the fabric of his clothes.

Although the sound is small, it can be ignored on a rainy night.

But there had just been a ferocious beast here, and the men in black on the street had always maintained 100% vigilance.

At this moment, the sound of swords sounded in the rain, and the sword light burst out from the rainy night, pointing directly at the corner of the courtyard wall where Zuo Lingquan stood.

When the other party made a move, Zuo Lingquan knew something was wrong, quickly showed his body, took two steps back and said:

"Wait, don't be impulsive."

Hearing the human voice, the man in black paused in his cautious movements, pointed his sword at Zuo Lingquan, observed it through the dim light of the fire, and said:

"Who are you?"

The voice was deliberately made thick and low, but it still sounded a bit girly.

Zuo Lingquan heard this voice and understood that the other party was a woman. No wonder her breast muscles were so developed...

He hung the sword on his waist, raised his hand to show that he had no ill intentions, and then stepped forward and said:

"I was just drinking nearby and saw someone here, so I came over to see what was going on. There were ferocious beasts here during the day, um... why did brother come here alone at night?"

The woman in black stood in the backlight and saw Zuo Lingquan's clothes and appearance clearly - he was handsome, well-dressed, and spoke kindly. He didn't look like a villain. Seeing this, she sheathed her sword and responded casually:

"I heard about what happened during the day, so I came over to take a look. It shocked my brother. Please come back."

This means not wanting to communicate.

It was just that Zuo Lingquan saw that the woman's movement of drawing the sword was very similar to Cui Shanying's sword during the day. It seemed that she came from the same sect, and she should also be a practitioner.

Zuo Lingquan was very good at martial arts, but to put it bluntly, it was just a matter of fists and kicks, which was completely different from his practice. Although he came from a superior family, he had never been able to get in. When he met someone who was a practitioner, it was natural for him to have a few words.

"It's late at night, so I'm not in a hurry to go back. The sword that Brother Cai had just now is really beautiful. Could it be that he's an expert from Qihuang Valley?"

The woman in black didn't want to reveal her identity. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan refused to leave and came to talk to her, she couldn't force him out, so she had to respond lukewarmly:

"Um."

Zuo Lingquan chuckled. It was raining heavily, so he didn't come near. He stood under the eaves and said warmly:

"That's a coincidence. I'm also planning to go to Qihuang Valley to learn from my master. In the future, I might have to call Xiongtai senior. May I ask what your last name is?"

When the woman in black heard this, she seemed a little confused and looked Zuo Lingquan up and down:

"My surname is Long. How old are you this year?"

There was no light, no fire, and there was an umbrella to cover it. Zuo Lingquan couldn't see the face on the opposite side, so he stopped looking. He turned to look at the fishing fire on the river and replied:

"Seventeen."

"Seventeen?"

The woman in black hesitated for a moment, as if she was thinking about what to say, and finally said:

"The path of cultivation is extensive and profound. Although everyone can try it, there are only a few people who can get started. Regardless of men and women, if you want to join the path of cultivation, you must start studying hard when you are six years old. If you cannot pass the Qi Sea when you are nine years old, you will never be able to enter it in this life.

"Do you... look like you are dressed like a poor person, why are you here now?"

Zuo Lingquan was silent for a while and sighed:

"Not everyone can try it. When I was three years old, my family asked an expert from Qihuang Valley to touch my bones. He said that I was born with blocked meridians and could not practice cultivation. Otherwise, I would have been here long ago."

The woman in black was obviously a little surprised, even more surprised than when she heard that Zuo Lingquan came to study under him at the age of seventeen.

Although practicing a path is profound and difficult, and only a few people have achieved it, the threshold is not high. Even a wild dog on the roadside can reach the right path by chance, let alone a human being.

This is just like shooting with a bow. No matter whether the shot is accurate or not, as long as they are willing to study hard and practice hard, no matter how stupid a person is, they can pick up the bow, unless they are born with a disability.

The woman in black read to this point and asked:

"Are you born a loser?"

"..."

This sentence is not generally unpleasant to hear.

Zuo Lingquan blinked, not knowing how to respond.

The woman in black also realized that this description was not polite, and immediately said:

"In Qihuang Valley, this is how the disciples who don't practice hard and don't gain enlightenment are described, brother, don't blame me. Well...it's rare to be born with blocked meridians, but there's no need to feel sorry for it. You can also glorify your ancestors by studying and gaining fame.

, achieve a great career.”

Zuo Lingquan patted the sword on his waist and said: "The world is so big, how can you remain a frog in a well all your life, knowing that there are experts in the world?"

The woman in black didn't like these words very much: "You can't aim too high. Cultivation is meaningless. You won't think so when you get to Qihuang Valley. But you are born with blocked meridians, so you can't go there. Listen to my advice and give up martial arts since ancient times.

There are not a few people who have achieved great things in literature. You are still young, so go back to study honestly."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head at this:

"You can stop practicing martial arts, but how can you give up on martial arts? I started practicing martial arts when I was three years old, and I have used one thousand swords every day. In the past fourteen years, I have wielded no less than five million swords. There are not many people in the world who can beat me."

The woman in black frowned when she heard these unreasonable words:

"Little brother, don't be too crazy. There are many practitioners in the world who have entered the sect. You are born with blocked meridians. No matter how hard you work, you will always be the best. The best you can do is to practice brute force. When your human power will eventually be exhausted, how can you use the power of heaven and earth to practice?

People fight?"

Zuo Lingquan turned his head, his eyes wild:

"Brother, I may be persuading you out of good intentions, but I have never been afraid of anyone in my life. Practitioners only use the power of heaven and earth to increase their killing power. Most of their foundations are not solid, at least not as solid as mine. Really

I have no scruples about deciding between life and death."

What a crazy boy!

This may be the first time for the woman in black to meet such an ignorant young man. She held the hilt of the sword at her waist:

"How about you give it a try?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "You draw your sword too slowly and you can't beat me. I don't bully others."

?!

"Ah……"

The woman in black laughed angrily:

"I'm older than you, and I've spent as much time practicing martial arts as you. Do you really think that you can become arrogant after practicing behind closed doors for more than ten years?"

Zuo Lingquan was not arrogant, but confident. Just by the way the woman drew her sword, he knew there was nothing to fight. He spread his hands and said:

"I just don't want to destroy brother's sword heart."

The woman in black didn't understand the meaning of these words, but she could hear the contempt in them, and her eyes turned cold:

"Draw the sword, or you won't be able to pull it out. Not to mention defeating me, as long as you can survive a cup of tea under my sword, I will give you whatever you want."

Give what you want?

Zuo Lingquan's thoughts moved and he really became interested. He looked up and down at the woman in black with a very good figure, and said with a smile:

"I want to enter Qihuang Valley, can brother help me?"

The woman in black has pride in her eyes:

"As long as you can survive a cup of tea, I will intercede with the teacher and let you enter Qihuang Valley under special circumstances. I will do what I say."

"Brother, please don't fool me."
To be continued...