Even as the second saint, he had to go to the Inner Treasury to call the royal property, he had to go to the Interior Ministry to go through the process. Shangguan Lingye took some time to return to the Concubine Palace and landed on the white stone steps outside the main hall. He looked up and saw Zuo Lingquan wearing a green robe holding three incense sticks, standing in front of the portrait of the ancestor, bowing and bowing.

Shangguan Lingye paused, calmed his voice, and carefully looked at Zuo Lingquan's expression and behavior.

Zuo Lingquan's actions were very sincere, serious, and solemn, just like the most sincere believer in the world. He worshiped the only god in his heart. Just by silhouette, he could feel the sense of ritual that could not be blasphemed.

Shangguan Lingye was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Zuo Lingquan was so serious. He was afraid that even the introductory disciples of the Tieli Mansion would not be so serious in burning incense to the ancestors.

She didn't look like the Taoist partner chosen by the ancestor. She didn't even admire the ancestor to this point...

Shangguan Lingye thought about this, but before he could figure it out, he saw Zuo Lingquan who had finished scenting, quickly left the incense table, and raised his hand to pat his chest with a "false alarm" expression.

“…”

After a long time, I turned out to be pretending...

Shangguan Lingye shook his head secretly, but pretending like this, he didn't look like the Taoist partner chosen by the ancestor, but more like a naughty apprentice who had been taught repeatedly... While thinking, she stepped into the main hall and spoke:

"It's been a long time for you to wait."

Zuo Lingquan heard the sound and realized that Shangguan Lingye was back. The ancestor Shangguan had not appeared in front of others for decades. He couldn't say that the ancestor had just arrived, but just walked towards the center of the hall and said with a smile:

"Senior, I see that there is a portrait of Lord Linyuan hanging here. Could your master be the Lord Linyuan?"

Shangguan Lingye came to the desk and sat down, and said calmly:

"You only know?"

"Yes. No one in the market dares to discuss the imperial concubine of the dynasty, and Senior Situ has never told me this."

"My name is Shangguan Lingye, the original ancestor is the same as Situ Baye."

Shangguan Lingye took out a few objects from Linglong Pavilion and placed them on the table, asking:

"Do you know my master?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what the relationship between Shangguan Lingye and the ancestor was. He was worried that Shangguan Lingye would take him to relieve the fire. After sitting down on the opposite side of the case, he just smiled and said with a smile:

"The Lord Linyuan came to the Great Dan Dynasty a few days ago. I am a disciple of Qihuang Valley. I was fortunate to take a look at it from afar. I remember that the Tie Lin Mansion appeared very early, and it has only been passed down for two generations now?"

When Shangguan Lingye saw that Zuo Lingquan did not tell the truth, he did not ask more questions, and shook his head and said:

"The immortal has a very long lifespan and the time for receiving disciples is far apart, so the sect inheritance of the nine sects is not a master passing on to disciples, but a brother passing on to brothers. Senior Brother Baye is more than 200 years older than me. When he leaves his post, the lord of the palace may be succeeded by me; when I die, if the ancestor does not have a new disciple, it will be passed on to the next generation."

This inheritance system is indeed different from the secular world, but it can be understood. Zuo Lingquan thought for a while and said:

"If you reach the state of the sect leader of the Nine Sects and die, then when will you truly live forever?"

"In the nine sects, there are only eight great masters who have not changed. When they reach their realm, they should not be limited by their lifespan. However, the eight masters may also be beaten to death, and the four spirits of heaven and other natural gods can also be sealed to death. I don't know what it is, a truly immortal existence."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and looked at the table. Shangguan Lingye took out a piece of wood, a three-legged tripod, and a jar of wine.

He picked up the black wood to check it, it was black and long, and the amount was very light, and asked:

"What's this?"

"The thousand-year-old ghost locust, from the depths of the Soul Lost Abyss, is the best place for lonely ghosts. The "soul Gathering Banner" in ancient times was refined with this, but it is difficult to use normal refining weapons. If you want to lead a snake out of the hole, you can go to the black market of the Shaoyan City to sell this thing. Because the price is high, the weapon refiner who can buy ghost locust wood may be the target."

Zuo Lingquan put down the locust wood and picked up the three-legged tripod next to it. The round tripod was engraved with complex patterns and a dragon-shaped relief with red beads on the mouth. It was a bit heavy, but it didn't look big.

"This is the magic weapon 'Fire Dragon Cauldron', which can melt 99% of the world's five elements gold. For weapon refiners, it is worth no less than the sword cultivator; if you want to ask someone to refine evil weapons, you must have bargaining chips."

Zuo Lingquan heard that it was a magic weapon, his eyes were a little solemn. He looked back and forth, but he couldn't see the trick. He asked:

"Is this tripod given to me?"

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly, showing an expression of "You think beautifully":

"This is a prop for investigating the case. I borrowed it from the treasury. I just asked you to investigate the case, but I didn't let you really refine an evil weapon."

"What if you lose such a valuable thing?"

"Life is put first. If you are forcibly robbed and come back to report the case, I will send someone else to recover the official property."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he felt relieved. He put the locust wood and the Fire Dragon Cauldron into Linglong Pavilion and looked at the small wine jar on the table:

"Is this also a magic weapon?"

Shangguan Lingye raised his slender jade hand and picked up the wine jar that had been long for a long time:

"This is the 'Immortal Drunkenness' in Taohuatan. It was written by the Lord of Peach Blossom. Lord of Peach Blossom is no longer available now. I have never drunk one jar less than one jar. I just went to the inner trunk of the imperial city to collect things and saw that Zhou was hiding it, and followed it with a jar."

"Well……"

Zuo Lingquan likes drinking very much. He heard that he has such a big source, so he was interested:

“Is this wine particularly effective?”

"In practice, human body is different from that of mortals. They cannot even let down the medicine for sweating, and even more so is alcohol. The effect of this jar of wine is to get the immortals drunk."

Shangguan Lingye opened the plug, and the faint mellow fragrance spread out. She looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"Do you want to drink?"

Although his expression is upright and noble, his eyes look a bit like he is teasing a child with a lollipop.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to see all the scenery of immortals, but naturally had some thoughts about the wine that could be seen but hard to come by, and said with a smile:

"Drinking alone is boring. If my senior wants me to drink with me, I will naturally have to accompany you."

Shangguan Lingye raised his hand and hugged it lightly, and two white jade cups fell on the table. She raised her hand to pour wine and said softly:

"Situ Zhenhan said that I don't even have a friend who can drink with me. I thought about it, that's true. Is it considered there now?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised by this. He looked at the beautiful woman in the palace dress in front of him and poured wine seriously. He thought for a while and shook his head and said:

"Senior Situ means "heart-to-heart talk". People with similar interests can get drunk even if they drink three cents a pot of bitter wine. If they don't speak for themselves, even if they drink aged wine from the immortals, they will not taste it. The key point is not to wine."

Shangguan Lingye paused slightly and looked up at Zuo Lingquan:

"How can you be a heart-to-heart talk?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know whether the resourceful and highly cultivated concubine really didn't understand this question or had other meanings. He thought for a while and said:

"It's like-minded. Two people sit on the roof and drink without any purpose. They open their hearts and talk about bragging. You are willing to say, I am willing to listen, and they speak so hard that they are dry, not drinking for the sake of drinking."

Shangguan Lingye thought for a while, nodded slightly, and then Zuo Lingquan found that he was floating up. The wine glass also floated up, flew directly out of the gate, and came to the roof of the main hall.

The bright moonlight shines on the bright yellow glazed tiles, and a few auspicious beasts squat on the ridge, and the huge imperial city is full of sight. Further away are the thousands of streets and hundreds of yards of the capital, and thousands of lanterns and seas of lanterns.

Shangguan Lingye took out a small case and placed it on the ridge, sat next to the small case, and placed the wine pot and wine glass on it.

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that the young lady's grandmother would think about it and suddenly sat at the highest point of the palace. She was a little uncomfortable and said:

“It’s really okay to sit here?”

Shangguan Lingye held a wine glass in his hand and looked at the fireworks of the world that had been around for eighty years:

"People in their practice do not have to care about worldly rules; you can start talking and bragging."

"?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused about Shangguan Lingye, and his expression didn't seem to be pulling him to chat in the middle of the night. What could he do if he was blowing alone?

"Senior Shangguan, what do you want me to say?"

"When you were with Jiang Yi, you were very irrefutable. You said whatever you wanted."

Jiang Yi is my wife who has not passed away, and you are not...

Zuo Lingquan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The cool liquid entered his throat, and there was no special feeling except moistening. He asked:

"What are you more interested in?"

Shangguan Lingye thought about it:

"I was not interested in anything before, I just wanted to practice. However, the ancestor did not let me practice, so I had no purpose. What do you think I should be interested in?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know, he asked again:

"Senior Shangguan has been alone in the palace for 80 years, and has no goal and no one has expressed his feelings. It should be difficult, right?"

Shangguan Lingye covered his lips with his sleeves and drank the wine glass in one go:

"Stay in a place you don't like, what do you think?"

"For so many years, have you not gone out to relax?"

"I have been out many times. If the worshippers of the Demon Wars Office cannot handle it, I have to take action myself. When I go out, I have to be more relaxed, just like before I was practicing outside."

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand gently and raised his eyes to signal the lights of thousands of houses outside the palace wall:

"It's not about going out to do business, it's about going out to stroll, walking around the streets, watching Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Festival fishing boats, or going to poetry festivals to see what talented men learned from the exhibitions of the years ago, and everyone in the piano world offered music."

Shangguan Lingye picked up the wine jar and poured two more glasses of wine:

"Are these worldly entertainment interesting?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled: "Immortals are all cultivated by humans. Since these things exist, they must be interesting. If you don't advance or retreat, you won't dare to slack off for a day and always walk on the road. But the world has no such constraints, and you can stop and rest and do some meaningless things. This will make the world bloom all over the world, which is more exciting than the path of practice that only lasts forever."

Shangguan Lingye's eyes were placed on the sea of ​​lights outside the palace wall, and his expression was dull:

"I don't think those things are wonderful. Do you think walking on the street is more free than walking around the sky with swords and traveling around the world?"

Zuo Lingquan definitely doesn't think so, but in the secular world, it's not just about walking around the streets, he whispered:
To be continued...