The palace lanterns at the eaves sway in the autumn wind, and the dim lights intertwined with the moonlight.

In the empty hall, a tall woman was wearing a golden dragon scale dress, floating out of the portrait and landing in front of the incense table.

The woman has a tall figure, her peaks are like two mountains, holding up a golden skirt and drawing a perfect curve; she has a golden dragon pattern hair decoration on her head, and her long black hair moves without wind, and the ethereal fairy aura comes to her face.

The woman with a golden skirt was barefoot under her skirt, but she was as tall as Zuo Lingquan. She walked forward with her eyes like a god standing above a peak. She looked down at the three-year-old child at the foot of the mountain:

"What are you looking at?"

The voice is neither happy nor angry, but the inherent oppressive force is fully displayed. If the mind is not tenacious, I am afraid that I will be scared to fall to the ground on the spot.

Zuo Lingquan's expression was stiff. Unexpectedly, the original deity of the Shangguan Ancestor suddenly emerged and was still standing in front of him. He felt that he was exposed to the scorching sun. The indescribable pressure made him instinctively want to retreat and avoid it, and he gritted his teeth before barely stopping.

Zuo Ling wanted to raise his hand and salute, but couldn't move, so he could only speak:

"Senior Shangguan, why are you here? Well... I was looking at the portrait just now, I don't know you are inside..."

The woman in the golden dress held the eyes of the sea of ​​stars and the earth, staring at Zuo Lingquan's eyes:

"The enshrine portraits of the great immortals and the golden bodies of temples and temples have divine thoughts to protect their descendants; you are the first person to dare to move in front of the portrait of the ancestor."?!

Zuo Lingquan quickly explained: "Senior has misunderstood. I remembered my quiet habits and have no evil thoughts about them."

The woman in the golden skirt had her eyes like two sharp swords, stabbing deep in Zuo Lingquan's eyes:

"You looked at it unscrupulously for half a quarter of an hour without any concealment. You thought that if you act like you are innocent, you can deceive me?"

“…”

Zuo Lingquan was just thinking about being quiet, and he thought about the problem of "kissing two at one time".

After all, things have happened and he can't forget them. It is normal for him to think about them in his heart.

After being caught by Shangguan’s ancestor, Zuo Lingquan could only respond:

"Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, I am not a saint. I did have that kind of thing about the last time, and it is inevitable that I will think about it in my heart. Haven't you ever thought about it?"

The woman in the golden dress had a pure and flawless look, and she could not see any distractions:

"Don't look at immortals with the eyes of mortals."

Zuo Lingquan felt that, and said, "I am not an immortal, so I naturally have an ordinary heart and cannot be as enlightened as my predecessor. I was just offending my eyes, so please forgive me."

After watching the woman in the golden skirt for a moment, she nodded slightly and looked away:

"Not to be an example."

Zuo Lingquan regained his freedom and breathed a light tone. He really didn't want to talk about this awkward topic, so he said:

"Senior Shangguan is the master of the concubine?"

The woman in the golden dress looked back at her portrait, leaving only Zuo Lingquan with a back view, without saying anything, I thought she had made a promise.

Zuo Lingquan naturally couldn't stare at the back of the old ancestor Shangguan with long hair and buttocks. He set his eyes on the beam of the auspicious beast carved and asked:

"I heard from the Queen Mother that the Senior had left her here for eighty years and never saw her. Why did I look at her and the Senior came out?"

"Because your eyes are blaspheming the deity."

"……All right."

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say.

After a moment of silence in the golden skirt, the woman spoke:

"Have you heard of Lu Jianchen?"

Zuo Lingquan had never heard of this name and said in confusion:

"Who is Lu Jianchen?"

"Sword Emperor City is ranked thirteenth, a very famous sword cultivator in Zhongzhou, you call him Lao Lu."

"Old Lu?"

Zuo Lingquan thought a little and suddenly remembered that Lao Lu said that he was the lord of the Thirteen City of Jianhuang City, and even said, "With your brother's brain, how can he not believe me like a master?"

Brother Wu believed it at that time.

He didn't believe it.

Zuo Lingquan frowned, and only then did he recall the old man who was scolding him for "I don't know the gods"?

The woman in the golden dress did not care about Zuo Lingquan's stunnedness and continued:

"Have you ever heard of Lu Jianchen's past?"

Zuo Lingquan doesn’t even know the real name of Lao Lu, so he naturally doesn’t know about this:

"No. What happened to Lao Lu in the past?"

"Many years ago, Lord Fulong, Chen Chaoli, passed the tribulation in the Fulong Mountains. The Lord and Emperor Zhao of the Emperor were protecting the way. At that time, Lu Jianchen was still a wild boy chopping wood in the mountains. He accidentally walked to the vicinity and saw the scene of the heavenly tribulation. Do you know what he showed at that time?"

"Shocked? Longing?"

The woman in the golden dress turned her cheeks and looked at Zuo Lingquan's cold and clear pupils:

"It's very similar to the look you looked at holding a sword for the first time, but it's more paranoid than you."

“…”

Zuo Lingquan remembers that when he was three years old, he held the cut wooden sword for the first time. He thought to himself that he must go to the top of the mountain to take a look. At that time, he didn't know that his meridians were blocked. He had two lifetimes of experience and felt that he was different and was particularly crazy...

"Most crazy than me?"

The woman in the golden dress nodded slightly:

"The eyes were too sharp. I wanted to write all the intentions of the immortals in the sky to step on their feet. Chen Chaoli, who was so sharp that he had passed the tribulation, was distracted and looked at it."

Zuo Lingquan was full of surprise: "Old Lu is so powerful?"

"He was born into an immortal."

A woman in a golden dress looked at the soft couch where Shangguan Lingye often lay:

"This kind of person is terrible. He is as ruthless as a person, and he can do anything for a goal until he reaches his goal...

...After seeing the thunder disaster, Lu Jianchen returned home. He had never said goodbye to his parents who had been raising them for many years, so he took a wooden sword out of the door...

...A child over ten years old, struggling alone in the wilderness of Zhongzhou, relied on begging and stealing, and lived for more than ten years, traveled nearly ten miles, and finally worshipped in a small mountain gate. He only reached the eighth level of Linggu in the age of Jiazi...

...After he almost used any means to climb up for a lifetime, he finally met his own great opportunity and became the Youhuang Sword Cultivator...

... With his omnipotent motivation, Lu Jianchen became famous in the middle of the city in just over ten years. Everyone admired his strong mind and swordsmanship, but he did not dare to have a close relationship with him.

Because everyone is afraid of him and knows that he can draw a sword to anyone for the sake of immortality. Even if it harms the whole world, it is just a passing cloud on the path of immortality to him."

Zuo Lingquan quietly listened to Lao Lu's past and said in confusion:

"I think Lao Lu doesn't look like this. How come he becomes like this now?"

A woman with a golden skirt showed a sigh in her eyes:

"One day, Lu Jianchen traveled to other continents to find ways to break through the bottleneck. When he passed by the beach, he found a peach tree on the top of the mountain, and a small tomb was below. Lu Jianchen thought the tree was very beautiful, so he stopped and looked at it, but found a line of words on the tombstone of the small tomb."

The woman in the golden dress raised her hand and condensed a line of golden handwriting in Zuo Lingquan:

'I have been waiting for you for forty years, but unfortunately you haven't come back, so I planted a peach tree and thought it was me. When you see this line of words, the peach tree should be very big, hey."

Zuo Lingquan was originally a man who cherished flowers. When he saw the handwriting written on the tombstone in this line, his whole body was slightly shaken, and his heart suddenly tugged:

“Is this written for Lao Lu?

The woman in the golden dress raised her hand to sweep away the handwriting, nodded and said:

"Lu Jianchen saw this line of words and remembered that when he was struggling, he met a Taoist couple who shared hardships and life and death. Later, he got the immortal sword embryo, and he was afraid of being snatched away, so he didn't tell anyone, but he just found an excuse to go out to sea and never returned. The woman thought he really went out to sea and waited for him for forty years...

...After seeing this line of words, Lu Jianchen's heart towards Tao, which was a little shaken, broke down on the spot. He began to travel around various continents like crazy, searching for masters, and even came to find the deity, wanting to find a way to resurrect the dead."

"How did you respond to him?"

"There are all kinds of magical powers in the world, but there is no medicine for regret. If you walk through the road, you will not be able to turn back."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he understood why Lao Lu was in a twilight and twilight age. He had a very good influence on Lao Lu. After understanding the past, he didn't know whether it was "hateful" or "poor".

After all, even if Lao Lu can repent, his ashamed parents and Hongyan cannot be resurrected from the dead, and this sin cannot be escaped.

Zuo Lingquan sighed for a moment, not understanding why the ancestor Shangguan said this to him, so he asked:

"Senior told me this because he thought I was like Lao Lu's 'born as an immortal', and reminded me not to go the wrong way?"

"Don't be self-indulgent. You were born to be a vulgar person, and you were unbearable."

"Uh... it's good to be a human being. What does that senior mean when I say this to me?"

The woman in the golden skirt spoke in a plain tone: "I just reminded you that if you don't have the strength, don't be too worried. Next time you dare to stare at the portrait of me, you will become the 'blind sword immortal' who is famous in Yuyaozhou."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze and spread his hands slightly:

"Does these two things have anything to do?"

The two things have nothing to do with each other. The woman in the golden dress is just explaining why she let Shangguan Lingye stay here.

She didn't say anything more, and her body slowly drifted away from the ground and floated towards the portrait on the wall.

When Zuo Lingquan saw that the ancestor Shangguan was about to leave, he remembered the important matter and asked again:

"By the way, senior, can you see it when Jingyun and I are together?"

"She doesn't bother me. I don't have the heart to care about your life or death. I have to walk the way myself."

After the words came to an end, the scroll returned to its original state, and the woman in a golden dress became a paper man again.

Zuo Lingquan was afraid that the ancestor Shangguan would suddenly come over a few days ago, so he didn't dare to be intimate with Tang Jingyan. With this sentence, he naturally felt relieved.
Chapter completed!