Chunchao Lake is the largest inland lake in Huajunzhou, with a radius of nearly a thousand miles. It is called the "Inner Sea" by the secular people. There are 108 fairy islands in the lake, all of which belong to Qianqiu Yuefu.

Because of its large scale, Chunchao Lake is divided into twelve areas and is called the twelve palaces. Yuchan Palace, near Fengyue City, is a place where the sect receives foreign guests. Countless caves are built on Jiuzu Lake Island. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, nearly a thousand immortals have already settled in Yuchan Palace.

On the branches, the sunset island in the center is singing and dancing, and the female disciples of Qianqiu Yuefu in their grand dress dance in the brightly lit Spring Tide Lake.

In the towers along the coast, countless immortal masters sat down, and there were several high platforms by the lake. Everyone who was good at music took turns to perform, which was to warm up the Mid-Autumn Festival meeting in a few days.

On a terrace near the water, Jiang Yi and Wu Qingwan sat next to the tea case, watching the elegant dance of the fairy woman, Leng Zhu obediently pouring tea next to her. Not far away, Shangguan Lingye was sitting next to the tea table, and the female Xiu Yahe, who was in charge of the entertainment, was introducing politely:

"...This song "Shangyang Chun" is a famous work by Mr. Sanzhu. It is said that he lived in seclusion on Chunhua Peak in Yingyang Immortal Palace for three years before he got this song. With Mr. Sanzhu's profound techniques, he really feels like the sound of lingering around..."

Shangguan Lingye sat elegantly, listened for a moment, and looked at the black lyre in the hands of the piano player:

"This piano sounds average, isn't it 'Qingxiaohe Crying'?"

Yahe smiled implicitly: "Shangguan Fairy knows how to do it. This piano is made of Guigu Gorge, and its tone is already considered a top-notch, but compared with the immortal product that "one song will make the wind and clouds move". "Qingxiao He Cry" is almost the same as the "Duyou Flying Waterfall" collected by our ancestors. It used to be an object supporting the storefront of the Xuanwu Platform in Beizawazhou, but it was lost later. I don't know how the Qu family got it..."

When the ancient Lingye heard Xuanwu Platform, he thought and looked at a hall by the lake.

The halls were filled with fame of various sects, including a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe. According to Yahe, he was the young leader of the Qu family in Lihe.

The Qu family in Lihe has a certain relationship with Pofeng City in central Huajunzhou. It started for only more than 300 years and was considered a nouveau riche in Yuyaozhou. Needless to say, Huajunzhou has always been looked down upon by old-fashioned wealthy families, so it especially likes to be a good-looking person and make friends with celebrities and try to enter the circle of wealthy families.

This time, the Qu family of Lihe took out the treasures at the bottom of the box and lent it to Mr. Sanzhu to perform. It was a name for it. The young leader Qu Xiangwen was a bit energetic and was chatting with many wealthy fairies. Judging from the expressions of those fairies, they all borrowed the piano.

Shangguan Lingye thought for a while and asked:

"Will the Lihe Qu family give up this Qin?"

Yahe shook his head and sighed: "The Qu family in the Lihe River is not a low status in the path of cultivation, but they have no background. They searched for these ancient treasures everywhere just to decorate their storefronts. If they were willing to give up their love, the elders in the sect would lose their fortunes."

The fairy-grade guqin is not as rare as the fairy sword, and is even rarer than the fairy sword, because there are many people who make swords, but few people are willing to use the treasures of heaven and earth. The souls of fairy beasts are mostly formed naturally by chance.

A sword is a killer, and a piano is a musical instrument. The two have essential differences in functions; the strength of a fairy-grade piano is also a musical instrument, which can only be regarded as a toy of a master on the mountain. If someone doesn't sell it, he can't kill people and grab treasures for a piece of musical instrument.

Shangguan Lingye originally wanted to buy it for Xie Qiutao, but when he heard that the other party didn't want to give up, he also gave up his thoughts.

"I really want to see it because it will be revealed until Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Yes, most of the fairies from various wealthy families came here this time, and they were all for the ancient famous Qin."

When Yahe said this, she suddenly remembered something again and said with a smile:

"Of course, there are also some of them for the 'sword demon Zuo Ci' of Dongzhou. I heard that Fairy Shangguan has settled in Yuchan Palace. In recent days, more than a dozen famous fairies have come to my house and asked me to inquire about the news about Fairy Zuo Jianxian. Unfortunately, Fairy Shangguan doesn't know, so I refused..."?

Shangguan Lingye's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was condensed and he asked:

"Is that true? There are many fairies admiring the sword demon Zuo Ci?"

"Ah, there are too many. Not to mention outside, there are many senior sisters in the sect asking about it. A master in Mu Qiu Palace is the most interesting. She has been worried about marrying for many years and has never met anyone she likes. She has a little celebration with Luojianshan. After hearing about Zuo Jianxian's deeds, she spoke directly. If Zuo Jianxian dares to come, she dares to marry with blindfold..."

Shangguan Lingye smiled on his face, but he hummed faintly in his heart. She glanced at the many immortals' reputations by the lake and asked:

"Is that true? That uncle is not afraid that Zuo Jianxian is indifferent, does not care about women in his heart, or does not like women, and he also appreciates sword immortals of his peers..."

Yahe quickly shook her head: "No, after hearing the rumors about Duobaotan, Zuo Jianxian has two women around him, so she should still be interested in beauty. The only pity is that I, a student of Qianqiu Yuefu, are not allowed to take concubines or be concubines. If that Zuo Jianxian does not separate her relationship with other women, this marriage will be difficult..."

Disconnect from each other?

Jiang Yi and Wu Qingwan, who were drinking tea slowly, narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Shangguan Lingye picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Since Senior Yahe's words, are you still going to let Zuo Jianxian divorce his wife?"

Yahe sighed: "Just like Zuo Jianxian's extraordinary talent and domineering personality, how can you dare to mention this offensive thing? The ancestor's law cannot be broken. I can only say that this marriage will not fall into my Qianqiu Yuefu. However, the fairies outside are not particular. Two elders from small sects came to ask, and the meaning in the words was to ask Zuo Jianxian if he wanted to take a concubine, even if it was a dewy marriage, it would be fine..."

Leave a seed?

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips and said to herself: Ling Quan heard this, and she would not be allowed to leave more than a hundred children in Huajunzhou...

Jiang Yi was secretly jealous and rumbling.

Shangguan Lingye had nothing to say, and she couldn't scold the woman outside for being shameless, so she could only shake her head and sigh:

"The sword demon Zuo Ci looked like a sword-loving character and was not interested in the rhythm. The chance of coming this time is slim, and I'm afraid that those fairies will be disappointed."

"Yes, Qianqiu Yuefu does not follow the sword path. With the temper of Zuo Jianxian, he can come from all over the world. The only possibility is that the disciples in the sect don't have any eyes to provoke others..."

"hehe……"

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Zuo Lingquan never disappoints people!

More than a hundred miles away, the lake surface reflects the starry sky and autumn moon in the sky. The lights on the lake shore are as bright as day. From a distance, it looks like a fairy street market hanging above the starry sea.

Zuo Lingquan, who had changed into a secular young master's robe, stood by Chunchao Lake, looked at the line of Tianshui in the distance, and asked:

"Is this the river wind and autumn moon?"

Next to him, the little girl with a round face in a ru skirt was holding a white dumpling in her arms, shaking her head to explain:

"I have never seen the river wind and autumn moon in the estuary of Chunchao Lake. Actually, I have to tell you that the most famous crab here is crabs. Autumn is the fattest time for crabs, and one can fill people..."

"grumble!"

Tuanzi raised his head, looked at Xie Qiutao, spread his wings, and said without thinking: "Then I'll say a hammer, go for a meal..."

...

At noon today, Zuo Lingquan got off the ferry and arrived near Qianqiuyue Mansion.

There are countless cities around Chunchao Lake, and people who practice cultivation have settled in Fengyue City. Zuo Lingquan is currently located in Hongma Street built along the lake in Fengyue City, which is considered a fairy attraction.

The monks who can go here during the Mid-Autumn Festival are all for the Mid-Autumn Festival in Qianqiu Yuefu. Most of them listen to music are to see the fairy wives who are famous among the major immortals. Walking on the streets of Fengyue City, you can see one at times.

If you want to go to the path of immortality by relying on a soft meal, you must naturally be particular about the clothes and appearance. The young monks on the street are all dressed well and have elegant temperaments. Although this is not suitable for describing it, it is indeed similar to "Cowherd Street" at first glance.

Zuo Lingquan came here not to choose a spouse, but being unique is easy to pay attention to, so he followed the local customs and put on a young master's robe that he hadn't touched for many years, and accompanied Xie Qiutao to wander around the streets.

Zuo Lingquan enjoyed the scenery for a moment, and saw Tuanzi croaking hungry, and turned around and said:

"The scenery is nothing to see. Find a place to live first. I will have to go and inquire about the guqin later."

Tang Jingyun's eyes kept wandering the street. When he heard this, he quipped:

"Whoever can see the scenery when you can come here? It's not all for the beauty. Xiao Zuo, don't you just look at it with confidence and boldness. I won't talk about you."

Xie Qiutao also said, "Yes, the two female fairies over there are always looking at you, and they just need to hook your fingers at you. You don't look back and you won't give others any face."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless and said to himself: If I really dare to respond, I will have to accompany Tuanzi to listen to you playing the pipa tonight. Jingyan will definitely not let me get into the bed...

These words were hard to speak, so Zuo Lingquan just shook his head and smiled, and entered the market with the two of them.

Fengyue City itself is a huge fairy street market. The city meets rivers, stone bridges along the coast, and willows and green bamboos can be seen everywhere, which has a secular water town charm.

Zuo Lingquan and two girls first found a quiet waterside pavilion on the shore of the lake as their place to settle down, and bought a steamed autumn crab for Tuanzi that was bigger than Tuanzi. After Tuanzi was overeating, they went out together to inquire about the news of the Mid-Autumn Festival meeting some days.

The so-called Mid-Autumn Festival is actually an annual sect celebration in Qianqiu Yuefu. The disciples in the sect will compete in Chunchao Lake. Cultivators who are good at music in other sects will also come to join in the fun, because there are too many fairies with outstanding appearances and become famous over time. It is considered a rare and elegant thing in the path of cultivation.

Men and women monks talking about this matter can be seen everywhere on the street, and even lectures were held in the Immortal Bookstore to discuss the fairy master who will be present at that time.

Xianjia Bookstore is a relatively special industry. The things sold in it include low-quality martial arts, array maps, elixir recipes that wealthy families use to earn extra money, as well as various mountain and river maps, ancient book drawings, etc.

Originally, business was half-dead, but with the rise of special magic weapons such as Tiandun Tower and Water Moon, the bookstores have the function of "newsletter". All sects have basically used them to control external public opinion, as well as enhance the sect's popularity and authority.

Not long after Zuo Lingquan was wandering on the street, he was taken by Xie Qiutao to a bookstore called "Bafangzhai".

In the lobby on the first floor of the bookstore, an old man was telling a story with lotus flowers on his mouth, but he did not tell the Mid-Autumn Festival meeting a few days ago, but the "Blood falls on Sword Mountain" that happened a few days ago:

"...I saw the 'sword demon Zuo Ci', holding a snow-edge sword, with a sword length of three feet, three inches and three points, and the sword tail was filled with pearls. It was hard to see the sharpness. Speaking of the origin of this sword, it was amazing. According to the master, it was cast by the ancestor of Guigu Gorge and killed the old dragon in Beihai as a sword spirit..."??

Zuo Lingquan stood behind the crowd and listened for a long time before he realized that he was talking about himself. He looked down at the unsightly Xuanming Sword at his waist and said intimately: Is there a sword spirit in this thing? What the hell is the sword demon?

Zuo Lingquan was really embarrassed when he heard outsiders telling his story, but Xie Qiutao was relish and Tang Jingyan was also very interested. He couldn't help but let the two of them get excited, so he walked alone to the bookshelf by the wall to look at it.

The books that can be placed outside are all best-selling books on the path of practice that record various strange stories and the successful autobiography of the masters of immortals.

Zuo Lingquan glanced over the bookshelf and saw a row of "Fox Spirit Picture Book" on it, and there was also the sect emblem of the Eight-Armed Xuanmen below. He was a little surprised, so he asked the bookkeeper to pick up one and read it and criticize it.

The result is a real vixen with sharp teeth and claws...

When Zuo Lingquan was speechless, a light flashed from the corner of his eyes and suddenly noticed something strange.

There are many idle people in the bookstore, both men and women, most of them stand in the hall and listen to the old man telling stories. The authentic immortal scriptures are placed on the second floor. Sometimes you can see someone entering and walk up the stairs leading to the second floor.

Zuo Lingquan stood by the wall and flirted with books. On the right side of his body was the stairs going upstairs. At this time, a female cultivator was walking upstairs.

The female cultivator is wearing a normal dress, her hair is tied into a woman's bun, and she wears a flower hairpin; she is a holly autumn skirt, which is looser and does not show off her figure, but it can be seen that she has a good figure.

There are many female cultivators dressed up like this on the street, and there is nothing surprising.

But Zuo Lingquan swept away and always felt something was wrong.

This woman's butt looks familiar...

This idea is a bit weird, but it looks familiar and seems to have seen it somewhere.

Zuo Lingquan is quick, accurate and ruthless in practicing swords. He needs to capture the most subtle changes of his opponent in a very short time. His insight has been extremely delicate since childhood. Even if there is a skirt covering him, his body shape under the skirt will not be a little different.

Zuo Lingquan didn't believe that he would have an illusion. He recalled all the female cultivators who had looked at after arriving in Huajunzhou. He felt that they were a bit like the maid who served tea and poured water in Duobaotan. However, there were slight differences in his careful comparison. There was nothing similar in his memory, but there was a sense of déjà vu.

“…”

Zuo Lingquan didn't understand why, so he thought: Could it be that I haven't played with my tail for too long, and I've been greedy for Wanwan's backward path?
To be continued...