The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the valley is silent.

The roar of the waterfall supports the sound of swords, and the east is unknowingly white, and a new day has arrived.

Zuo Lingquan got up early and followed Senior Sister Xiaohua to the living room in Qihuang Valley. He collected clothes and door signs and officially became a disciple of Qihuang Valley. Because it was recruited by Wu Qingwan, he was naturally assigned to the alchemy room.

As the name suggests, the alchemy room manages the sect's elixirs and cultivation tools. The main responsibilities in daily life are to pick and dry medicines. The senior brothers and sisters who are early in life are responsible for refining medicines, making tools, etc.

Zuo Lingquan did not rely on his identity as a prince consort, so he made Wu Qingwan treat him too favorably. Following the steps of ordinary disciples, he meditated with his senior brothers and sisters every day, doing some simple things, and at the same time he had a strong desire to learn about the various ways of practice.

It is inevitable that Wu Qingwan has a preference for Zuo Lingquan. She spends her spare time studying books, asking her peers, and answering Zuo Lingquan's questions, hoping that Zuo Lingquan can get started smoothly.

Zuo Lingquan is smart, calm, and has no shortage of perseverance. He never forgets Wu Qingwan's narrative, and can even learn from it. With a little point of view, he can understand the tricks and subsequent ways.

But unfortunately, Zuo Lingquan's body was like a rock lump that could walk. It was clear that it could be done at a glance, but it couldn't be put into practice, which made Wu Qingwan start to suspicious, suspecting that Zuo Lingquan was deliberately pretending not to learn how to play with her.

Fortunately, hard work pays off, and things finally took a turn for the worse.

Seven days later, it was mid-February.

Zuo Lingquan settled in the Dan Utensil Room and became familiar with the environment of Qihuang Valley and his seniors after seven days.

According to the arrangement of the master's sect, it is impossible for disciples to work behind closed doors in the valley. Every few days, they will follow the deacons or strong senior brothers in the valley to patrol the depths of the mountains, collect medicinal materials along the way, and drive out ferocious beasts to ensure the safety of residential areas outside the mountain.

The Changqing Mountains span the west side of the Great Dan Confrontation. Disciples with high early cultivation level will patrol the entire Great Dan Confrontation. Once they go out, they will take a month. But those who have just started are naturally not able to run so far and only need to go out for three days.

Zuo Lingquan had just arrived and had no cultivation at all. He had no chance to patrol the mountain, but he was no longer a six-year-old child and had the ability to protect himself. Wu Qingwan greeted him and asked him to go out for training.

In the early morning, Zuo Lingquan, wearing a black disciple robe in the Qihuang Valley style, holding a sword and dry food, came to the central square of Qihuang Valley.

Directly behind the square, there is a main hall, which is the main hall of the sect in Qihuang Valley. It is closed every year and will only open when encountering major events.

In the square in front of the hall, there were many teams going out to patrol the mountain. The first and twenty people were waiting in the square outside the main hall to set off. Most of them were young monks of the first and second level of Qi cultivation, and their ages were uneven.

Zuo Lingquan searched in the huge square and came to the team that Wu Qingwan mentioned. The leader was She Yulong, the deacon in the sword-holding room.

She Yulong is the personal disciple of Master Bo Yue Jiheng. He is only twenty-four years old and has passed the seventh level of "Chunshu" in the twelve levels of the twelve levels of the Pure Land.

A cultivator with good talent starts to practice at the age of six, and does not encounter bottlenecks. He knows one thing in three years and reaches the seventh level at the age of twenty-seven. She Yulong enters the seventh level at the age of twenty-fourth, which shows that his talent is excellent, so he is highly valued by his teachers in the valley.

Zuo Lingquan came to the team, and She Yulong, carrying a long sword, spoke angrily:

"Lingquan, for the first time you went out to patrol the mountain, you don't need to take turns on duty like other brothers to explore the road. Just follow your steps and don't get lost. Otherwise, I can't explain to Senior Sister Jiang."

Although Zuo Lingquan did not deliberately promote it, he had a very outstanding appearance and a special identity. Qihuang Valley was not too big. In just a few days, his personal deeds were well-known by several gossip sisters in the Danyufang.

Faced with She Yulong's joke, Zuo Lingquan laughed and stood with a group of young men and women.

Among the people who went out this time, there was Wang Rui who met at the gate when he first came.

Wang Rui is a disciple of the Precepts Room. He entered the third level of Qi Refining at the age of 18. He is considered to be medium to Qihuang Valley. He is optimistic and outgoing, and has a good relationship with his brothers from each room.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan coming, Wang Rui walked up to him with his sword in hand and joked:

"Your Junior Brother Zuo, don't worry. There are not many ferocious beasts in the mountain. Even if there are, Wang Rui, I will definitely protect you. However, as a reward, I will not be able to survive in Qihuang Valley and leave the mountain in the future. The Zuo Prince Consort must arrange a good job for me."

"Ha ha……"

The young men and women all chuckled, but they were immediately suppressed by She Yulong, who was rigorously acting.

Zuo Lingquan is definitely not weak. He felt a little funny when he treated these little babies as the objects of protection, but he didn't mean to steal the limelight from his senior brothers and sisters as soon as he came, and he didn't say anything.

After everyone arrived, She Yulong finished the list and set off with a group of twenty people, and entered the endless mountains from the exit of the back mountain of Qihuang Valley.

Above the waterfall next to the bamboo forest, Wu Qingwan, wearing a warm yellow dress, was also looking out from a distance beside the cliff.

It is not 100% safe for disciples in the valley to patrol the mountain, otherwise there is no need to patrol the mountain.

There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains. Although most of them will not run to the periphery, there are always a few lost people who run to the wrong place every year. When the disciples patrolling the mountains encounter them, they need to be killed or expel them. They cannot let them run out of the mountains and harm the people, and casualties will inevitably occur during the fight.

Although Wu Qingwan believes in She Yulong's skills, the ferocious beast will not follow the disciple's combat power. If he encounters someone he can't deal with, something will definitely happen without the division commander helping him.

Jiang Yi had just finished choosing the prince-consort. If something happened to Zuo Lingquan, Wu Qingwan, as an elder, was difficult to explain. She hesitated for a while, but she turned back to the house and took out her sword, jumped up from the cliff, and followed the team far away...

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Spring is eternal in February, and it is the season for all things to revive again.

In the endless eternal mountains, twenty young men and women lined up in a line and walked slowly on the winding road among the mountains.

Although the surrounding area is covered with green trees and grass and birds flying, it is located in the deep mountains and forests, with the canopy covering the sky and the sun, and there is no scenery to see.

The patrol of the mountain is very boring. The area where Zuo Lingquan patrolled is from Qihuang Valley to Heixiazi Ridge a hundred miles away. It is very close to Qihuang Valley. I don’t know how many times have been stepped on by my senior brothers and sisters. Not to mention meeting ferocious beasts, or meeting a squirrel, it can be seen for a long time.

Most of the twenty disciples who accompanied him had tasks arranged by the sect. Whenever they arrived at a specific place, they would climb up the mountains and streams together to pick the herbs that had grown. The rest would wait for a rest. At night, everyone would rest in the camps built by their predecessors and continue to set off at dawn.

Zuo Lingquan was still wary of it at first, but after walking for a day and a night, he gradually realized that this was an ordinary patrol. His cautiousness in his heart was a little relaxed, and he was chatting with Wang Lin who was walking next to him.

The next afternoon, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was a continuous spring rain.

To be on the safe side, She Yulong did not forcibly rush to Heixiaziling and stopped in advance in the camp at Jiguanling.

The camp in Jiguanling is located between the valleys and is a naturally formed stone cave. The senior brothers and sisters who came here have already built earth stoves outside the cave. In the cave, temporary beds were even built with wood and thatch. Later generations only need to maintain them and use them.

After walking the mountain road for nearly two days in a row, most of the young men and women in Qihuang Valley were exhausted. After entering the cave, they put down their belongings, and leaned on the stone wall to rest and eat dry food.

Zuo Lingquan is strong and is not tired after running for two days, but he is inevitably disappointed in the daily life of people in the practice.

Two lifetimes of being a human being, in Zuo Lingquan's imagination, in the practice of practicing, people should be like a dragon who sees the head but not the tail, and a magic weapon that is flying all over the sky with movement.

But in his opinion, the practitioners in Qihuang Valley are more like a group of medicinal farmers. They cannot be said to be wasting time, but doing these trivial things is indeed a waste of time. If Wu Qingwan hadn't been helping him seriously to explore the problems that he could not practice, Zuo Lingquan would have lost interest in Qihuang Valley. He would have returned to the capital to practice his own sword and quarrel with the eldest princess, which would be better than hiding from the rain here.

It was raining outside the cave. Zuo Lingquan stood at the entrance of the cave, picked up the water bag and took a sip. His mood changed from the joy of entering Qihuang Valley to the confusion that had no way to enter the past.

Wang Rui stood beside Zuo Lingquan, perhaps feeling his boredom, and said:

"This is how practice is. Ninety-nine percent of the time is boring. If you can't stand this path, it will be broken. I just came here and I felt boring like you. But after getting used to it, I felt pretty good. After all, I have been through it for so many years."

A young junior brother behind him was also his first time patrolling the mountain. His legs were almost broken. He heard the words and complained:

"Senior Brother Wang, when will it end up?"

Wang Rui laughed and looked up at She Yulong who was patrolling carefully around the camp:

"Practice well and learn more from Senior Brother She. I heard from the masters that when I send incense money to Jingtao next year, I will take Senior Brother She with me and when I go outside, I will be able to make it through."

When the junior brothers and sisters heard this, their eyes showed a look of despair. After all, She Yulong's performance in the valley was too excellent, and she was calm in cultivation. She was like an indefatigable machine. She had never been lazy since childhood and could not compare to ordinary people.

Zuo Lingquan was also listening. He could not practice and could enter Qihuang Valley by going to the back door. He had not thought about what happened outside yet. Instead, he was curious about the incense money that Wang Rui said:

"We Qihuang Valley have to offer sacrifices to the sects of the Dayan Dynasty?"

Wang Rui leaned against the cave and shook his head and said:

"This cannot be said to be a sacrifice. People who want to worship the nine sects in the south are like crucian carp in the river. Even if they enter the outer gate, it is difficult to climb to the sky. If they do not lack the incense money of Qihuang Valley, we can offer incense to Jingtai, because our ancestors and masters are out of Jingtai, they are reluctant to accept it. For example, the Fushi Mountain in the north, and the wild cultivator who is on the side of the gate, no matter how much money is, they cannot find a way to send it."

Zuo Lingquan had heard of the so-called "White Jade Zhu", but the White Jade Zhu was not used in the world. He had never seen even a wealth of wealth in his family. He was a little curious:

"The immortal money mentioned by Senior Brother Wang is Bai Yuzhu?"

Wang Rui knew that Zuo Lingquan was born in a noble family and was rich, but he must have never seen Bai Yuzhu. He showed some sage in his eyes, turned around, and took out a wooden box from his arms in front of many junior brothers and sisters:

"That's right, the white jade zhu is not an ordinary silver coin. Only the nine sects in the south can be minted. If you want to exchange it with worldly silver coins, one is worth no less than a hundred taels of silver. However, the Great Dan Dynasty did not produce this thing, and no one would like to exchange it for ordinary silver. Most of them were exchanged for rare herbs. My one was collected in the mountains last year and found a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, which Mr. Wu rewarded me."

While speaking, Wang Rui opened the wooden box - the wooden box was covered with silk and a snow-white coin the size of a copper coin was placed. It was as transparent and crystal clear as nephrite. You can know that it felt very good without touching it. There were two words engraved on the front:

【Iron Pin】

All present were young disciples with low cultivation, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old. They might have seen Bai Yuzhu, but they certainly did not, and their eyes showed envy.

When Zuo Lingquan saw this thing for the first time, he heard that it was worth a hundred taels of silver, which was not enough for a meal of wine. Naturally, he was not too polite, so he raised his hand and took it up and observed it carefully.

The white jade zhu feels similar to that of jade, but it is very light in weight, so there is nothing special about it.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it and asked:

"Senior Brother Wang, what's the use of this thing?"

Seeing Zuo Lingquan picking up Bai Yuzhu without hesitation, Wang Rui's eyelids twitched, but when he thought of the other party's family, he was afraid that he would feel too stingy, so he hesitated and still couldn't grab it back, but he just said a little confused:

"Well... Bai Yuzhu is made by secret methods to seal the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy contained in it can be almost allowed to replenish the Qi sea to fill the Qi sea. After crushing it, it can be absorbed by the Qi refining method. However, the spiritual energy is everywhere, and no one is so luxurious... Hey, don't pinch it, I only have this one."

Zuo Lingquan was just a joke and put Bai Yuzhu back intact. He was about to make a joke, but outside the cave, he suddenly heard:

"Stop the sound!"

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Chapter completed!