Tang Jingyan rolled up her sleeves and worked back and forth in the yard. As soon as she tidied up the bed, footsteps sounded outside the door. She looked over and saw Zuo Lingquan coming over, looking a little absent-minded.

Tang Jingwen was unfamiliar with the place, so he knew Zuo Lingquan and hurried out to wave:

"Xiao Zuo Xiao Zuo."

Zuo Lingquan was still thinking about Wu Qingwan's words, and came back to his senses when he heard the sound, walked quickly into the yard, showing a bright smile:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingwen walked up to him and looked around. Seeing that there was no one in the surrounding bamboo forest, he said in a little entangled manner:

"Xiao Zuo, I'm going to come over and see, why did I stay there? I was not prepared at all and didn't know anyone..."

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to catch the dumpling and touched it:

"I didn't get used to it just now, so I'll get used to it. Being able to practice is considered a blessing. There is no harm in trying it. Sister Tang first adapted for a few days. I happened to say hello to Uncle San and arranged for someone to clean up the restaurant. If Sister Tang really can't get used to it, I'll take you back then."

"I'm so embarrassed...ah..."

Tang Jingwen looked around and said, "I just took a look. There was a little firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. If you want to catch a fire and cook, where should you buy rice? The town outside is a bit far away..."

"There is a canteen in the living room. If you don't want to cook, you can go there to eat it. However, Sister Tang may not be used to it. I will go to the living room to get some rice and grain later and send it to Sister Tang."

Zuo Lingquan said, taking out a copy of "Qi Qing Jue" and a sign from his arms and handed it to Tang Jingying:

"I just got this Qi-raising Prison. Sister Tang takes it first. If you feel bored, you can call me at any time. I will take Sister Tang around and relax, and just think it's coming out for spring."

Tang Jingwen took the book and identity card: "I used to live alone, but I could endure loneliness. Just get used to it. You can do your business first."

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to do. He immediately ran to the living room, brought some vegetables, rice and grain, and helped to remove the weeds in the courtyard.

Although Tang Jingyan was a little cramped in a strange place, he was naturally cheerful and got used to it after adapting.

While the two were busy, Zuo Lingquan also talked about some details of cultivation with Tang Jingqian; Tang Jingqian seemed to understand but he remembered them carefully.

However, when he was about to finish cleaning up the yard, Zuo Lingquan suddenly found that the dumplings squatting on the windowsill had disappeared.

He glanced around in a blink of an eye and found that in the yard outside the door, little birds were jumping on the ground, as if they were stepping on something.

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. When he walked closer, he found that the "memory" he bought for ten taels of silver was ravaged by Tuanzi under his claws and was pressed into the soil.

"Hey hey... I can't eat it!"

The little beetle was poisonous. Zuo Lingquan was startled and ran to him, picked up the vicious dumpling, and rescued the black beetle from under the claws.

Seeing this, Tuanzi opened his bird's beak, looking like "Feed me quickly", staring at the little beetle. The little beetle was stupid and turned around in the palm of Zuo Lingquan and did not run away.

Tang Jingwen saw the beetle that was black and blushing, and was a little scared. He took the dumpling over and scolded him:

"Eat everything, didn't feed you just now? I'll bake you with greed."

Tuanzi quickly closed his beak and whispered in grievance.

Zuo Lingquan's yard is not far from here, so it is not surprising that the free-range little beetle was caught. He was afraid that Tuanzi would really kill the beetle, so he didn't stay for long, so he said goodbye:

"Sister Tang, I'll go back and lock the insects up. If you have anything to do, just call me."

After working hard for most of the day, the sun had already set, and Tang Jingyan did not try to keep him, but said strangely:

"What are you not good at raising? How do you raise a bug? It looks so weird."

"This is the 'Dragon Locking Soul-Suppressing Gu', an ancient divine beast, very fierce. Sister Tang should not underestimate it."

Zuo Lingquan joked casually, then said goodbye to Tang Jingyan, and left the courtyard with the little beetle.

Tang Jingxian watched Zuo Lingquan's back disappear, returned to the room, and sat on the small bed.

The house is barely alone and sitting alone is really boring.

Tang Jingyan thought for a while, lit the oil lamp, turned on the Qi-nourishing Skill that Zuo Lingquan brought, looked at it for a few glances, and began to refine Qi according to the description above.

When Xiaoniao Tuanzi saw his master sitting cross-legged on the bed again, he was obviously a little panicked and chirped a few times, but it brought Tang Jingyan's fierce look.

"Ji~"

Tuanzi felt a little aggrieved, moved on the bedding a few times, and waited for Tang Jingyan to enter into a state of meditation, and then he plucked up his courage to fly, stomped off the oil lamp on the table, and then fell back into Tang Jingyan's arms with a little peace of mind...—

The other side.

Zuo Lingquan passed through the bamboo forest and returned to the small courtyard under the waterfall.

Before entering the yard, I looked up at the stone plaza above.

There is no trace of Wu Qingwan on the stone plaza, and I don’t know what I am doing.

The smile on Zuo Lingquan's face disappeared, and his confusion and inexplicability surged into his heart again. He returned to the house to put the little beetle in his arms and sat cross-legged on the bed, wanting to practice quietly and sweep away the messy thoughts.

But this restless mind cannot be swept away.

Zuo Lingquan closed his eyes and focused his mind, but the scenes of conversation always appeared in the stone chamber in front of him. He always felt that he had missed something and regretted it a little, but reason told him that he had to stick to his original intention and not think randomly.

The mind and mind were fighting each other, gradually the moon was on the branches, and the waterfall roared outside the window, and there was no sound.

The lights were not lit in the clean hut, and Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged quietly and could not enter into a state of meditation. So he lit the oil lamp, took the sword, and used the lights to apply "sword oil" to the sword.

Sword oil is something that protects swords from rust. There is also a higher level of sword oil in practice. However, Zuo Lingquan is just an ordinary iron sword and cannot use sword oil for maintenance magic weapons or magic weapons.

I looked at the sword with a light under the moon, and I don’t know how long it took to wipe it.

Zuo Lingquan was wandering thousands of miles away, but he had never heard any movement around him. The wooden door in the room suddenly made a slight sound, as if it was blown open by the wind.

Scream

Zuo Lingquan put down the handkerchief that was wiping the sword and was about to get up and tie the door. He looked up and was shocked.

"Senior Wu, you..."—

It was already dark, and the green bamboos outside the window were silently quiet. White moonlight shone from the sky, leaving a graceful shadow on the ground through the open wooden door.

The owner of the shadow was as white as snow, holding the wooden door with his hands, standing quietly at the door, like a jade sculpture, still moving.

The white cheeks, facing the moonlight on one side, can be seen with the warm eyes as autumn water under the slender eyelashes; the corners of the lips are as red as summer roses, with a clear blush; the expression is still deserted, like an iceberg far away from the world; but overall, it can only make people feel an indescribable spring.

The white long skirt outlines the figure with narrow shoulders and round hips, and the waist is like a willow. The white moonlight shines on the white ankles under the hem of the skirt.

The scene looks like a white fox suddenly appears in a small farmyard, or a fairy above the nine heavens descended.

Zuo Lingquan sat on the bed, his hand that lowered his sword was frozen in the air. He was stunned for a while before he came to his senses:

"Senior Wu, you..."

Wu Qingwan's makeup was gorgeous and elegant, and her expression was still like a visiting her younger generation. She raised her slender feet and entered the room, turned around and closed the door, and inserted the door bolt.

Click

Zuo Lingquan sat upright, a little panicked:

"Senior Wu, what are you doing? Then what, it's the big night..."

Wu Qingwan tied the door, turned around lightly, walked to the bed, and looked down at Zuo Lingquan who was a little nervous:

"Lingquan, I thought about it today. No matter what you think, I still have to guard Qihuang Valley. Even if I die outside the sect, I will not let it go."

Zuo Lingquan wanted to get up, but was blocked by Wu Qingwan who was close to him. He looked at each other and seemed a little embarrassed:

"Uh... just guard, just guard, I can accompany Senior Wu to guard, but now..."

Wu Qingwan's expression was dignified and serious, without any abnormality:

"I don't want to die if I want to defend Qihuang Valley. At least I need the cultivation level of the Spirit Valley to play a role. Therefore, before Cheng Jiujiang enters the sect, I have to enter the Spirit Valley."

"That's it, but..."

"I have been in the Twelve Heavy Truck for several years, and it is impossible to break through the realm smoothly in a short period of time. If you want to enter the Spirit Valley, you have to rely on that volume of martial arts. However, the volume of martial arts requires the cooperation of a suitable person."

Wu Qingwan took another step closer, knelt down on the bed, and faced Zuo Lingquan, just a few steps away:

"You and I are born in the five elements and have the same realm. So I need you to help me."

Do a favor...

Zuo Lingquan was blocked and could only sit on the bed. The orchid was fragrant and the dim lights shone on the beautiful eyes in front of the light. The scene of the soul-catching scene was a bit suffocating.

Zuo Lingquan looked at the charming beauty kneeling in front of him, suppressed his heart's throbbing and asked:

"Be a furnace?"

Wu Qingwan was not very smart, and until now, her eyes were not strange at all, as if she was just talking about cultivation:

"Yes. But it's not a furnace or cauldron. This is also beneficial to you. If you can enter the Spirit Valley together, your chances of winning will be greater."

Zuo Lingquan was about to speak.

Wu Qingwan said again: "In addition, there is Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi has a talent, but it is far inferior to you. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be left behind by you until the yin and yang are separated. If you don't practice this technique, you will not be able to help Jiang Yi improve his cultivation."

"Jiang Yi and I are just practicing..."

"Then do you want to see the day when I die of old age?"

Zuo Lingquan choked and opened his mouth. He would definitely be reluctant to leave if he didn't say anything this time.

Wu Qingwan's eyes moved and continued to say seriously:

"You only practice with Jiang Yi, and your realm will stop moving forward, and Jiang Yi will not agree. She is probably more anxious than you and will push me to help you practice. Doing this will be good for all three of us. You don't have to feel guilty and feel ashamed of Jiang Yi. You are for our future considerations."

Zuo Lingquan was a little unbearable, so he stepped back a little and leaned against the wall:
To be continued...