Zuo Lingquan stood with his hands behind his back, trying his best to be as unparalleled as possible.

The few people joked for a moment because they had their own path to practice and did not give too many polite greetings.

After Zhao Wuxie finished recounting the old story, he raised his sword and bowed:

"As for the current situation, I can't help traveling with Brother Zuo, so I'll leave you here. See you next time, I hope to see Brother Zuo's sword that has not been unsheathed."

Zuo Lingquan also bowed: "On the day of meeting again, Brother Zhao's sword may have been mastered. I want to see which one is higher or lower."

Zhao Wuxie nodded, sighed slightly, turned to the maple forest, and said last before leaving:

"There is an old tea shop in Kunyuan Street, Thunder Ya. The tea inside is good and it is beneficial to the swordsman's mood. Brother Zuo is not busy, so you can go and have a walk around. I guess you can come back to your senses within ten breaths and shock the shopkeeper who is above the top of the head."

After saying that, he left with his sword and blinked to the sky.

Zuo Lingquan stood in the maple leaf forest and watched. After Zhao Wuxie's voice disappeared in the autumn rain, he recalled a little that he had not heard of the ancestor. Lingye had talked about the tea shop, but there was no roadmap. Could it be that he was an hidden master who had never heard of...

Zuo Lingquan thought a little, and was about to discuss with the two girls whether to go back to Thunder Cliff to take a look, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Xie Qiutao looked at the north, a little dazed.

"Autumn Peach?"

"Hmm? Oh..."

Xie Qiutao quickly withdrew his eyes and showed a sweet smile:

"Let's go."

Zuo Lingquan has been wary of Luo Jianshan's revenge these days and has no intention of considering anything else. Only then did he realize that Xie Qiutao seemed to be worried. He tilted his head and looked at Xie Qiutao's expression:

"Are you worried?"

"No... nothing..."

Tang Jingwen shook her head: "Oh, I can see it all. If you don't say it, Xiao Zuo and I must have always thought about it. We have been together for so long, so what else can't we say?"

"It's not that I can't say..."

Xie Qiutao was a little hesitant because it was not a big deal. Seeing Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingyan surrounded him, he looked worried, thought for a while, sighed, walked under Zuo Lingquan's umbrella, and said:

"A few days ago, I was chatting on the ferry, saying that there was a zither at the Mid-Autumn Festival at Qianqiuyue Mansion. There was a piano tray for everyone to present music, and the piano was 'Qingxiao crane cried'."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know why, so he held an umbrella to protect the two girls and asked softly:

"Is there any explanation for this piano?"

"The saying is big, just like a sword. The piano also has immortal products. There are only a handful of famous and surnameds from ancient times to the present. According to legend, in ancient times, a fairy crane ascended to the Tao, but failed to ascend, and the residual soul scattered in the world, part of which fell on the piano, giving the piano a spiritual intelligence..."

After Xie Qiutao talked about the legendary origin, he continued:

"Our Xuanwutai Xie family is good at music, which is similar to Qianqiu Yuefu. My mother said that when it was soaring, there were many immortal musical instruments, and there were three immortal guqins. But later, my family fell into ruin and was sold by unworthy descendants. If I had the chance in my life, I would redeem these things..."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he naturally felt a sense of disgrace in his eyes. If someone robbed him, it would be natural to take him back. If he was sold by his unfilial descendants of his ancestors, it would be obvious that he would not be reasonable to rob him.

Xie Qiutao's eyes felt very uncomfortable and sighed:

"I walked in Huajunzhou and had also inquired about whereabouts. The only one who knew the exact whereabouts was the 'Drooping Dragon' among the three pianos, which was in the hands of Yangshen Dongfangzhu..."

"Who is this person?"

"There are only ten immortals in the world who can be respected as 'something god', and only three in Hua Junzhou, the sword god Huang Chao ancestor, the Yang god Dongfang Zhuzhao, and the martial god Zixiao city lord. The Yang god is the ancestor of Yingyang Immortal Palace. The piano is in his hands, so you basically don't want to get it back."

Zuo Lingquan blinked, feeling that this person's rank is indeed a bit too high, so he asked:

“Where are the other two?”

"'Haiyue Qinghui' is said to have been bought by a fairy in Yuyaozhou thousands of years ago. Later, I found out that I have been inquiring about the Nine Sects for a long time, but I have never heard of it. I probably lost it. The remaining 'Qingxiao He Crying' was only a few days ago that I lent the Qindao family to Mr. Sanzhu, a man from the hands of the Qu family in Lihe. He will show up at the Mid-Autumn Festival. Alas..."

Zuo Lingquan's route did not pass Qianqiu Yuefu, but when he saw Xie Qiutao was a little disappointed, he thought for a while and said:

"Let's go and see the situation. Anyway, I just go around a little bit and I'm just traveling."

When Xie Qiutao heard this, her face turned worries into joy, and she smiled "hehe~":

“Go around…”

He pulled Zuo Lingquan's sleeve and ran away.?

Zuo Lingquan felt like she was tricked by Taotao, and it looked more like she wanted to join in the fun.

But after he said everything, he couldn't change his attention on the spot. He shook his head and smiled, followed with Jingyan...—

A few days later.

The gentle sea breeze blows on the Thunder Cliff, and the boats rise and fall on the harbor, and a giant ferry hanging on the emblem of the Sea Tower slowly docked under the sea cliff.

The swordsman who came from afar, the fairies came out one after another and scattered into the market. Four beautiful women in different clothes also walked to the Baizhang Cliff and looked at the bustling market.

The cold and beautiful lady in the lead sighed softly:

"This is Thunder Cliff...but that's it..."

"That's all?"

"Just just have a large scale and a large number of people. When it comes to wealth, there is no place in the world that is richer than the nine sects. No one in the nine sects is richer than the master. This baby is the successor of the master..."

"Bah~ I'm not ashamed, I'm still a baby... So what if the richest woman in Jiuzhou is the most praised? No matter how much she likes, she will be a dowry. My mother-in-law asked me to take charge of the account..."

"You first pay me back the money you owe to play cards last time during the Chinese New Year..."

"My man paid it back for me, do you have the nerve to ask for it?"

"Your man still owes me a lot of debts, how can you help you pay it back?"

"Oh, stop arguing. If you are away, let the master hear it and make a joke..."

"snort!"

Four beauties with different outfits walked into the market together...

...

The Baili Market on the cliff is still prosperous, but compared to the tranquility and peace that was half a month ago, there are still some changes.

Almost all the monks gathered were discussing the "Sword Mountain Battle" that was just out of the pot.

The Xian Family Bookstore, which specializes in making money from this industry, is even more prosperous. The storyteller kept talking for twelve hours, telling the monks over and over again about the competition that was hard to see in a thousand years, and the comments given by the masters of immortals from all walks of life.

In addition to the fact that Zuo Dajian Immortal is really arrogant, it is also related to the overwhelming power of Luojian Mountain.

When the sun sets in the west, Luojianshan’s ancestors were also wealthy families who could compete with Juejian Cliff. When talking about the immortal family in Huajunzhou, Luojian Mountain is bound to be indispensable. Although the ancestor who took office died funny, he was also a person who dared to challenge the old sword god.

Now that he was kicked directly by the juniors, he officially retreated to the second line. This situation really made the fellow Taoists on the top of the mountain who watched Luojian Mountain fall to the bottom of the valley step by step. Of course, there were many people who were secretly happy. Who made Luojian Mountain's swearing harder than the sword?

The only regret is that Luo Jianshan’s “Sword Asking” is too frequent, and it has been every day in the past. In the past two years, the popularity has declined significantly. No masters are present that day, so they use magic tools to record the scene.

In the past, when encountering this situation, the famous immortals who rely on this industry were enough to retell the scene at that time in words, but this time there was an accident because the people from the Xian Family Bookstore were not present.

If they didn't see it with their own eyes, they could only listen to the oral words of fellow Taoists. No matter how hype they were, as famous gentlemen, did not dare to say, "Jian Yi was also eclipsed before this sword." Such bastards that violated common sense would be laughed at to death if they said it. They could only try to brag according to the highest standards.

The result of this bragging was that those who did not attend the audience thought it was ridiculous. Han Song was in seconds with one sword, and he was still not covered in blood. Isn’t this a joke?

The people present that day felt that they were too conservative and underestimated the Zuo Jianxian. Not to mention that they were not covered in blood, they didn't even see how they drew their swords clearly, and both sides were not satisfied.

In fact, it is no wonder that the famous immortals and famous speakers must be realistic and reasonable. They will curse the audience if they brag about this; but reality never talks about logic, there are only situations that you dare not think about, and there are no situations that cannot happen.

In addition to the lively Xianjia Shop, Duobaotan on Qianyuan Street has also become the focus of attention.

The boss Chen Wanning never dreamed that he was a fairy merchant who was not good at fighting, one day he would become famous for his amazing combat power at Thunder Cliff because he took the sword of Zuo Dajianxian in front without any injuries!

It didn't seem like anything at that time, but later the immortal Han Song lay down with a sword. Compared with the front and back, Chen Wanning took off in place.

Chen Wanning became a giant immortal family in the mouth of a casual cultivator, secretly playing chess and chatting with the old sword god.

Of course, Chen Wanning also knew that Han Song's nephew died and did not dare to take revenge on Zuo Dajianxian and deal with him as a merchant was not a matter of one word. He has been cowardly these days, just like his grandson, and he dare not show his face.

The immortal masters of Thunder Cliff are naturally discussing this storm because Luojian Mountain is very close.

Remote alleys, in small tea shops.

The Black Cliff Sword Ghost Chu Yi sat on the lounge chair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and said thoughtfully:

"'Before entering the world, I have become a saint, but I am better than the heavens but close to the demons', the old sword god's comment is very intriguing..."

The cross-sea ferry was traveling back and forth for several months, and it would not come on the same day. When leaving on the same day, Huang Ji of Qianxingdao also sat at the tea table and thought carefully:

"There are fourteen words, the evaluation is unprecedented, much better than the saying you were rated back then... By the way, the old sword god evaluates you 'what the hell', your sword heart is not broken, it's amazing..."

There are two types of titles for monks. One is a title such as "The Lord of the Wild Mountains" and "The Ancestor of Xiaoshan". It has no special meaning in itself, but it is not convenient to call him directly. Only by calling him the name, name, preferences, etc., can people understand who he is talking about.

Another type is honorary titles, such as "Sword God", "Martial God", "Thunder God", etc., which all contain praise and are unique honors.

The former can be self-proclaimed, while the latter is not the case. No matter how thick-skinned a monk is, he cannot call himself "I am the sword god or the martial god". They are all given by people from the Taoist priests.

For example, Chu Yi, the title of "Sword Ghost" was when he showed off his sword skills on Juejian Cliff, and the old sword god said, "What the hell is it?"

Needless to mention the reputation of the old sword god, no one disapproves of his comments, and Chu Yi was also named "Sword Ghost" for this and was well-known by monks in Jiuzhou.

It is logically a "derogatory term", but when Chu Yi heard Huang Ji's joke, his eyes were full of pride:

"What do you know? There are thousands of sword cultivators in the world. How many people can make the old sword god curse?"

"That's right, I'm quite envious of Brother Chu. I have been traveling around for half my life and have never made a decent name. If I know him, I would say "Huangdao Master". If I don't know him, I'll be 'Huang Ji'; I thought that I'm not inferior in my Taoism. I've been running on the sea all year round. I can't afford to be a god or a saint. It's not an exaggeration to be a title of "Huang Ji, the Neptune" or something..."

"If you are your dream of spring and autumn, you should be happy secretly if you can get a 'turtle fairy'. Can you bear the weight of the word 'Aquaman'?"

"Oh, the turtle fairy is ugly..."
To be continued...