Looking at the moonlight, Mr. Sanzhu chattered in the middle of the lake, criticizing the evil behavior of the reckless men in Dongzhou.

In the viewing pavilion, Tang Jingyan was angry on the cheek: "This old man, he doesn't play the piano well, but he talks a lot. I think he is looking for a slap."

"Jiji..."

Xie Qiutao's expression was a bit mysterious. While watching the show, he secretly glanced at Zuo Lingquan's wrist.

Zuo Lingquan frowned secretly. The other party was an old man who was about to fall down. He was not worthy of letting him draw his sword. If he beat him up with his fists and feet, he would lose his grace in front of many fairies. As he was thinking about it, a sound suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Stupid boy."

The voice is fierce, and it is also a little cute and silly, as if it is said in the ear.??

Zuo Lingquan didn't notice anything strange in advance, and was shocked. He quickly turned his head to check Jingyan and Qiutao at the lake. It was several steps away from him, and Tuanzi didn't seem to be able to speak human language.

The sound is like a peach blossom senior...

Zuo Lingquan looked around.

"Stop looking, I left a strand of soul on the colorful rope in Yuyaozhou."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his wrist, looked at the colorful rope, and spoke with thoughts:

"Sister Yingying, you are..."

"Call me! As an elder, I will help you once when you are in trouble. Don't resist, let me come in."

Help me once?

Come in?

Zuo Lingquan was inexplicably aware. Although he was not clear about it, out of trust in the Peach Blossom Lord, he still followed the instructions and relaxed his body and mind:

"Senior Taohua, when did you give this thing to Qiutao? Qiutao gave me the colorful rope today. Isn't it a bit strange..."

"Oh~ don't worry about so much, don't think about it!"

Zuo Lingquan was full of doubts and wanted to ask if the beautiful butt cultivator she saw that day was the Lord of Peach Blossoms, and then he felt something strange coming from his wrist.

There was a surging soft breath that squeezed into his body, rushing from his meridians to all parts of his body, and then... there was nothing.?

Zuo Lingquan looked down at his body, looked inside the Qi point meridians, and felt nothing was wrong, and asked in his heart:

"Senior, what are you doing?"

The Lord of Peach Blossom did not respond.

The next to him was angry and calm, he noticed Zuo Lingquan's strangeness, and turned to ask:

"Xiao Zuo, what's wrong with you?"

"I...hiss"

As soon as Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, he found that he stood up uncontrollably, rushed out of Shiting with big strode, stepped on the ground with both feet, and flew into the air.

Bang

Zuo Lingquan's body had senses, but he wanted to move, but was bound by a gentle force. Before he could figure out what was going on, he had already flew into the air.

"Wow"

Suddenly burst into tears.

The islands, pavilions, cruise ships, and tens of thousands of monks who looked up and looked out can be seen.

In front of everyone, Zuo Lingquan could not panic. He suppressed his mood with his strong mind and looked cold, and watched him land on the platform in the center of the Moon Lake.

Boom

The movement of landing was too loud, and water splashed around the platform.

Mr. Sanzhu was shocked and took a few steps back quickly.

The monks from the surrounding three islands looked at him in unison; the aura of several immortal masters in the Yuefu main hall also locked him in his breath, obviously because they were afraid that he would be angry and drew his sword and chopped off Mr. Sanzhu.

“…”

Zuo Lingquan just noticed the Lord of Peach Blossoms, but he didn't hear what Mr. Sanzhu said in the end. He was stared at by everyone. He could only act in the sword fairy posture, stood with his hands behind his back and said anxiously:

"Sister Yingying, what are you doing? What am I doing?"

A response sounded from the heart lake: "Stop the audience. You are my junior, so don't throw people from Dongzhou."

"I didn't even pay attention to what he said in the end. How can I stop me? You should say hello to me first..."

"Oh~ Just show your popularity and adapt to the situation. Leave the others to me."

"I……"

"Hurry up! Otherwise, I will take off your clothes and let you dance naked in front of all the fairies."

"What?!"

...

The thousands of monks watching were staring at the white-robed sword immortal standing quietly in the middle of the lake.

He stared silently for a long time, and the white-robed sword immortal always stood with his hands behind his back, without saying anything, but stared at Mr. Sanzhu with his sharp eyes.

Mr. Sanzhu was full of horror. He was really afraid that this reckless man in Dongzhou would kill him with one sword here.

However, I haven't seen the other party move for a long time. I thought that outside the Qianqiu Yuefu Zushi Hall, Mr. Sanzhu was a little more courageous. He put down his raised hand and stood with his hands behind his back. He said in a deep voice:

"You are the sword demon Zuo Ci?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know if the Lord of Peach Blossoms had drunk too much. He couldn't speak anyway, so he could only respond calmly according to his usual style:

“So what?”

"oh……"

The first time I saw the free cultivator who was in the true face of the sword demon Zuo Ci, his eyes showed a look of enthusiasm.

After all, everyone present is practicing the path of cultivation. Although everyone has a high status in the piano music, no matter how high it is, it is better than the pride of the real world. This kind of sword immortal who emerges from the world is much rarer than fairies.

Many monks from Dongzhou began to cheer next to the Moon Lake:

"Left Sword Immortal, I'm going to say that Dongzhou is an unpolite and rough man. What's wrong with it? My Dongzhou Sword Immortal has a big fist..."

I don't know if it's an enemy or a friendly army.

Mr. Sanzhu really stood in front of the "Sword Demon Zuo Ci". It was difficult to keep the tone of the training. He was a little polite, but his words were still sarcastic:

"Do you want to gesture with me outside the Qianqiu Yuefu Ancestor Hall? Let me be famous?"

This is what Zuo Lingquan said to Zhou Mu on the cruise ship.

Zuo Lingquan's response did not surprise everyone present:

"right."

"Wow"

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene was noisy.

Many monks who worship the deeds of the Sword Demon Zuo Ci shouted loudly, but more people shook their heads, thinking that this statement was a bit inappropriate.

After all, the masters on the mountain pay attention to their demeanor. They also have to behave in the face of whether the opponent is qualified. With the sword demon Zuo Ci, he will beat a three-year-old brat with a strong man. If he wins, he will lose his own price and won't get any good reputation.

Mrs. Xue admired the newly emerging sword fairy, but she also felt that this was too reckless and a bit ruined the impression she left in the past. She said to Shangguan Lingye:

"This Zuo Jianxian is a little ignorant of his ways of dealing with the world. It is a good thing to be young and energetic, but too much is too much, and there will be problems."

Shangguan Lingye had no idea what Zuo Lingquan was doing and did not dare to talk to him.

Not far away, Zhou Mu saw this scene and his eyes were full of sarcasm:

"It turns out that he is a brainless reckless man. He dares to step on a piece of shit and feels proud of himself. He doesn't know that it's just a joke in the eyes of outsiders..."

On the Huxin platform, Mr. Sanzhu also smiled. Not only did he stand up without fear, he also spread his hands and looked at everyone present:

"It is worthy of being the 'sword demon Zuo Ci', which did not disappoint everyone at all. Okay, since the Zuo Dajianxian only knows how to speak with swords, I can't help but accept it. Which fellow Taoist can use a sword? I am a literati. Although I don't know martial arts, I can still be competent for letting Zuo Dajianxian show off the 'virtue' of the Dongzhou Sword Immortal."

There are constant noise around the monks around Wangyue Lake. Some are excited to borrow a sword, and some are persuaded:

"Zuo Jianxian, he is just a sour scholar with a strong verbal lip service. What do you care about him..."

"The saints say, 'A gentleman can deceive him by the way'. If you are accused of this kind of clown, you will lose your identity..."

...

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan had made up his mind and had no intention of giving in, Mrs. Xue wanted to smooth things out so that this young man who had finally accumulated a great reputation would be a "mad dog that bites whenever he sees".

But before she could speak, she heard the young sword immortal in the middle of the lake and said:

"You deserve to practice sword skills with me?"

The whole audience was quiet, a little puzzled.

Mr. Sanzhu thought about it and nodded:

"That's right, how can I deserve the Zuo Dajianxian, my three-legged cat sword technique? Do you want to compete with your fists?"
To be continued...