Today I hold the world

In the middle of the night, in the Tibetan Wind Hall, all the representatives of the ten allied forces were present, namely:

Cining and Tantai Qingsheng in the cemetery of the Yin dead.

The judge of Kongwen Temple.

Hengdao has a beautiful view and a high roof.

Chengyuntang Shen Gongmao.

Moved to Tianshanzi, thatched cottage.

Deer King Temple Zhengjue old monk and Bodhi.

Zhu's shop Zhu Shi.

Xia's shop Xia Lingjia.

Raising the eagle Lin Laowei.

Master Jia of Changchun Hall.

The hall was full of laughter and laughter, all Zhong Ziyan was talking about his wonderful experience of traveling to the East. His speech and behavior seemed to open up a new world for everyone, which was very fresh.

Regardless of the fact that most of the people here are Foundation Establishment monks who have lived for more than a hundred years, there are not many who have actually gone out to Mount Huai and ran through those places. He is more familiar with the southern domain, and he has never been to the southern domain.

Five or six years ago, when there was only one golden elixir on the surface of Chilongmen, these few families were not so eager. This time, the reason why they can accompany the smiling faces to the end is that Zhong Ziyan has become the ancestor of the golden elixir.

For more than 30 years, the relationship between Chilongmen and their ten families has been very close. The entire cultivation world in Huaishan knows that this group has an unusual relationship.

During the festivals of the past years, no matter how busy the principals of each family are, they have to bring the juniors to Chilongmen to give gifts, in order to hope that the next generation will have a good relationship.

Now that Zhong Ziyan is back, it just so happens that the New Year's Eve is approaching, and it is expected that this small gathering will be more lively than in previous years. Thinking of this, Zhong Ziyan stroked his short beard and pondered for a moment, saying:

"Having said so much, you should all know the meaning of Pindao. After the next year, each family will have to start preparing for the matter of my sending eastward. Although they will not drive the donkey to the mill, they can't take it slowly. I expect See, it takes a year to send the first people east.

So before that, Pindao has to hold another happy event to unite the families! "

The old suzerain of Yunhe Sect had just died, and he was also a big family in Huaishan Mountain. Chilongmen was in a hurry to hold a wedding, so it didn't look good no matter what to do. More than ten people in the hall looked at each other and laughed awkwardly.

Only Gao Ding slapped his thigh suddenly: "Happy event? Well, we just need this happy event to avoid bad luck. All these years, because of Mr. Situ's affairs, everyone is worried. This move of yours is what a cultivator of my generation should do." of."

His flattering was extremely natural, and he didn't feel ashamed. The rest of the people were all amazed: "You Gao Ding has not improved in any ability in these years, and the level of perfection in flattering kung fu is unmatched." '

Gu Juan was sitting at the banquet, he still looked like a middle-aged fake monk, the scar on the top of his head had turned plum red, and he asked with a happy smile, "I wonder if this is the marriage of a high-ranking student from your family?"

The sect is very powerful, and most of the marriages of its disciples will involve interests, not to mention the fact that the speaker said it himself, which makes the marriage even more extraordinary. People naturally want to know who the Chilongmen will marry again.

"Yes, this is the key point. Since the head of Zhong came to mention it, he must be an outstanding member of the noble family. Who can be lucky enough to be valued by you?" Lao Wei, who raised Diao Lin, was a wrinkled old man in chestnut clothes. Pay attention to the image, and you can't change the temperament of the ordinary old farmer.

Zhong Ziyan smiled gently, "It's my marriage."

"Ah?" Gao Ding was surprised at first, then he was stunned for a moment, his face forced himself to be calm, and then he became very happy, "It turned out to be you, this is really a big event in Huaishan."

Everyone congratulated Zhong Ziyan together. He has cultivated to the level of Jindan, and he probably won't be able to have more children. Once there is a happy event, apart from true love, it is the friendship of interests.

Everyone knows that Zhong Ziyan has always kept his name, and the daughter's family he likes is usually not bad. Everyone began to wonder who this nun is, but Gao Ding still asked, "Is it Situ's family?"

"Hahaha, you don't need to worry too much, my lover is Meng Wa, a disciple of our sect, and has nothing to do with Yunhe Sect." Zhong Ziyan raised his head and smiled.

Outside the Zangfeng Hall, a female disciple in white happened to pass by, and the chatter inside was not soundproof, she heard it, turned her head and left quickly.

******

In the Huanglong Hall of Zangfeng Mountain, Jian Yong was sorting out the account book that was about to be reported to the head of the sect, and a gentle and mature woman in biluo clothes was arranging the jade slips from the spiritual field, and the two cooperated tacitly.

The sound of footsteps coming from outside the hall, both of them raised their heads to wait and see, and a figure in white clothes appeared. It was Zhou Hong's Taoist couple, Qiuyue. She congratulated with joy: "Sister Meng, the head of the sect wants to marry you!"

The foundation-building girl in Bi Luo's clothes was Meng Wa, her apricot eyes flashed with inspiration, and she showed a rare shyness, "Senior brother Jian is still here, don't be kidding."

After so many years of practice, Qiuyue still only has the ninth level of Qi training, her eyebrows are becoming thinner and more curved, she looks very shrewd, she bowed her hands and said, "I have seen Master Jian."

Then he walked into the hall and took Meng Wa's hand quickly: "What I said is true. Just now when I passed by the Tibetan Wind Hall, the head of the sect was talking about his marriage with the elders of the various families. Someone asked him who he was going to marry. The door said: 'Love Meng frog'.

You said, there are a lot of colleagues in our school, who is called 'Meng Wa'? "

Meng Wa opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Jian Yong. Jian Yong smiled and shook his head: "I don't know about it. The head of the house didn't even have time to look at the account books these three days. How could he have time to talk to me about this?"

Meng Wa covered her mouth and shed tears. Since Zhong Ziyan came back, she hadn't said a word to her for three days. Hearing this news now, how can one not be excited.

She couldn't believe it and asked Xiang Qiuyue: "Your sister is serious?"

"That's still false, sister, just wait for the head to speak to you in person, I'm looking forward to drinking your wedding wine."

Qiuyue has lived to this day, she is not young enough to break through, and the salary and resources given by the sect will become less and less. The reason why she has become closer to Meng Wa in recent years is entirely to plan for the future, in case she does not For the blessing of building a foundation, you can't rely on others in your old age. Pointing at Zhou Hong's heartless second son, she will starve to death in her old age.

The great news came, and no one was in the mood to do business. Meng Wa glanced at Jian Yong again, and Jian Yong waved his hand kindly: "Since Qiuyue said so, it is naturally true. You should go back and discuss it quickly. Here I come Do."

The two daughters walked out of the gate of the palace hand in hand, talking in low voices all the way to Mengwa's cave.

In the Yellow Dragon Hall, Jian Yong was also very happy. He naturally knew Meng Wa's intentions for so many years. It is really commendable that the junior master of the sect has taken on such a responsibility. It seems that the foreign female Taoist friend has an unusual relationship with the master junior.

This kind of love, love, love, he has lived most of his life, and he has only experienced it a few times when he was young. Now that he has been entangled in religious affairs for many years, he has seen through the love between men and women, and has no thought about the double cultivation of couples.

******

In the middle of the night, the speakers of various families left Zangfeng Mountain one after another. It was only a small gathering, and the real big meeting was still in the next year, so it was enough to talk about the general direction, but Gao Ding deliberately slowed down After everyone had left, he turned his head in embarrassment, stood outside the hall with Zhong Ziyan, and said with a smile:

"Hey, I also have something I want to ask you to do."

Zhong Ziyan had already discovered that something was wrong with this careless thing, and he flattered him all day long. If he had nothing to hide in his heart, he wouldn't need to be like this.

"Brother Gao, let's hear it." Zhong Ziyan embraced him before entering the palace gate.

Gao Ding voluntarily lowered his head by half, "Don't dare, you are now a Jindan senior, and you can't beat me."

Approaching the hall, he shrank his head a little bit and said shyly: "Speaking of this happy event, I want to propose a marriage to you."

Zhong Ziyan's eyes opened, and the corners of his mouth began to smile. It turned out that this is the case, no wonder this guy is timid.

"Who are you proposing marriage for?"

"Hey, myself."

……

Zhong Ziyan became more and more surprised, "Who are you looking at?"

"The most vicious one in your family." Gao Ding pouted towards the door.

It's funny to say that Zhong Ziyan never knew that there was another fierce female disciple in his family, so he frowned inexplicably: "Who is that?"

"The one from Zhenwu Hall." Gao Ding said bluntly.

"Duran?"

"Hey, how could it be, it's a peacock, fellow Daoist Du, I can't bear it!" Gao Ding's eyes were full of fear, which showed how terrifying and cold a woman Du Lan was in his eyes.

"Peacock?" Zhong Ziyan finally understood what this guy was thinking, and suddenly thought of the woman who always wore light yellow clothes in his mind.

Peacock is now also a capable general of Zhenwu Hall. He succeeded in building the foundation seven years ago, and together with Zong Buer and Duran, he is called the "Three Swords of Zhenwu" in Chilongmen. In terms of appearance, temperament, figure, and cultivation, he is not inferior to most female cultivators. What's even more rare is that her aptitude is actually not that good, relying on her hard work day after day, she insisted on successfully building a foundation at the age of 74 with the aptitude of the three spiritual roots.

"No, I've been thinking about it day and night all these years. As long as I have free time, I wish I could post it in front of Miss Kong every day, but she doesn't want to talk to me. Counting the time, I have been chasing after it for ten years, and there is no clear answer. Let me tell you, I really can't bear it now, I want to beg Master Zhong to betroth her to me, what orders do you have, go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil, Gao Ding will not hesitate!"

Speaking of peacocks, Gao Ding's soul seems to be hooked away, and his dreamy expression is very much like a womanizer. The most ridiculous thing is that he has a woman's appearance.

Zhong Ziyan was a little puzzled, "The peacock is kind and straightforward, how come there is no clear explanation?"

Gao Ding's charming eyes glared, "You don't understand, it was a moonlit night..."

Seeing that he was going to make a long speech, Zhong Ziyan raised his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "I can't do this right. As a cultivator of my generation, I only want one freedom in my life. If I can't control my marriage, what is this cultivation?"

"This..." Gao Ding was depressed and distressed.

Zhong Ziyan patted him on the shoulder: "Persevere, if you can move the heavens with your sincerity, why not worry about being beautiful."

After finishing speaking, the figure disappeared in a flash, leaving Gao Ding rubbing his head in deep thought, muttering: "This is really worrying me."

******

In the early morning, Zangfeng Shanfeng lived outside, Zhong Ziyan stood with his hands behind his back and waited quietly.

This is the Dongfu group where the female disciples of Huanglongdian live. Originally, the disciples after the foundation establishment do not need to live here, but Meng Wa still raises a spiritual field, and her residence has not been removed.

All the junior disciples passed by in the early morning to see the ceremony, Zhong Ziyan nodded, and finally, when the Bi Luo shirt appeared, Zhong Ziyan waved with guilt.

The figure approached quickly, Zhong Zi said: "Frog, I have something to discuss with you."

"Yes. Meng Wa followed him step by step.