Emeimen and Fairy Gate decided to send a big deal like a bomb in the world of cultivating immortals, countless people are speculating that Emeimen has an ancestor of the Tribulation Period, and Fairy Gate also has an ancestor of the Merge Period, these two ancestors are the masters that no one dares to mess with in any place, not to mention this knowledge One of their ancestors, the two sects have a low-key Taishang Elder Group that does not go out, what kind of cultivation is that, no matter what, the two most powerful female sects merge, and the strength has decided to enter the top few first-class sects。

And the two sects are not easy to talk to, who will be the boss? A month later, the written examination became the biggest topic of conversation after choosing a son-in-law.

Yang Qingshan was wearing a delicate red robe, with a big red flower hanging on his chest, sitting on a small donkey with an expression on his face, staring at the godless eyes, accompanied by a group of scattered cultivators and sect disciples, from the very edge of Mount Emei to the mountain gate of the fairy gate, carrying out a marriage ceremony, and the firecrackers were all the way to the excitement.

Rushing Langban and not eating fish pretended to be bridesmaids and best men with contemptuous eyes, and they laughed in the back.

"Two beasts, scum in the world, are you very envious when you see your brother like this, just say that you are envious, don't you say how do you know if your brother is envious or not, you ......" Yang Qingshan sat on the little donkey, constantly complaining.

"Okay, okay, marriage is a major event in life, but it's a pity that you have formed a double cultivation partner with the future head of the fairy gate, and your plan for the three palaces and six courtyards in the future will not be completed, think about what kind of merger period, tribulation period, haha. Self-inflicted. He gloated over not eating fish.

"Yes, I remember that when I was on the beach, Yang Qingshan knew that you were a woman, but he regarded you as a man, playing with God Ma Jiqing, hey, at that time, he forced me to cooperate, sister, don't be angry with your sister." Chong Lang Ban cleaned things up in a few words, making Yang Qingshan in front of him have a resentful look in addition to his expressionless face.

"What kind of program is this? Is it filming TV? Xuanyuan Sword Part II?"

"No, this is the new white-haired witch. ”

"Oh, I see, tsk, this posture, the cost must be very high. ”

On the road, in addition to the company of immortal cultivators, there were countless tourists, who looked sideways and took out their mobile phones for a while.

Yang Qingshan once went to the Baidu Gang, a man of the year for a while, although half a year has passed, but this time Yang Qingshan has ascended to the throne of the Baidu Gang, obviously it is a posture of marriage, but the expression of hatred and hatred of women on his face spread all over the Internet like a myth.

"It's over. ”

Sitting on the little donkey, Yang Qingshan was not idle, quietly surfing the Internet, watching that in less than half an hour, his big name was on the list, there were countless followers, and the topics of discussion became more and more open, and finally Yang Qingshan became a cat, Yang Qingshan cried.

Blowing and singing all the way to the mountain gate of the fairy gate, there are no tourists live broadcast here, Yang Qingshan's face is also much better, looking at a large disc at the gate of the mountain, the flames are dancing inside, this is the tradition of the immortal cultivation world has not changed since ancient times, jumping over the brazier, it is a kind of auspiciousness, but it is indeed tested in the immortal cultivation world, this life is to enter the house fire, and if you touch it, you will die.

Yang Qingshan got down from the little donkey, glared at the little donkey resentfully, and wondered why it wasn't a tall white horse.

"Here, jump over, it's good sailing. An old aunt smiled at Yang Qingshan.

"You have the ability to jump, this is a golden crow fire. Yang Qingshan said disdainfully.

"I'm not a groom. Auntie's words made Yang Qingshan speechless.

"Boy, I have collected the Golden Crow Fire, this thing is useful, and it will be used sooner or later to refine the Demon Suppression Stone. The old man Tianyue gloated in Yang Qingshan's world.

"How do you collect it?" asked Yang Qingshan while adjusting his aura.

"I'll help you, relax, relax. ”

Yang Qingshan was completely relaxed, and he was asleep, and when he opened his eyes, he shot out the eyes of the sky.

"Good eyes, this son will become a great weapon. The head of the fairy gate stood on the mountain peak and said with a smile of satisfaction.

Yang Qingshan did not jump over the brazier, but jumped up and fell into the brazier, his whole body was burned by the flames, and the people around him exclaimed, everyone knows the power of the golden black fire, Yang Qingshan is the Jindan period, and there is only a dead end to go in, but most of the ** around him are not in the Jindan period, even if there is a Jindan period, they dare not come forward to save people, for a while, everyone just watched Yang Qingshan being burned.

Chong Lang Ban and Yang Qingshan, who didn't eat fish, looked at Yang Qingshan who burned into a burning man with disdain, and said that Yang Qingshan was pretending to be forced again, and he had to be handsome when he jumped a brazier, for fear that others would not know about him.

Yang Qingshan's whole body trembled and devoured the golden black fire, borrowing the power of the old man of Tianyue, refining the golden black fire little by little, although the flames on his body were violent, but they were constantly decreasing, so that the head of the sect who was originally going to go down the mountain to save people stopped halfway, and looked at Yang Qingshan's every move with wide eyes.

The flames on Yang Qingshan's body became less and less, and the red festive robe had nothing to do, and at the moment when the flames were about to disappear, Yang Qingshan jumped over the brazier lightly, and then looked at the aunt who greeted him with an innocent face.

"It is the young and promising, who has devoured the Golden Crow Fire with the cultivation of the Jindan period, it seems that the Fairy Gate has really picked up a good son-in-law. The aunt gave a thumbs up.

"Your sister's good son-in-law, my brother was forced. Yang Qingshan gave his aunt a word, and walked up the steps of the mountain gate.

Qiao Lina wore a red hijab, waited for Yang Qingshan to come on the left, waited for Yang Qingshan to come on the right, hijabs her head in depression, looked out of the window with her hands on her cheeks, almost all the windows in the mountain gate were bright, and the sound of drinking and drawing circles from outside almost forgot that this was the world of cultivating immortals.

The two disappointed and depressed fairy sisters looked unwilling, their favorite people like men to the fullest, so that Qiao Lina, the little girl, became the future head of the family, and she had to participate in the big war a month later, such a beautiful thing is really jealous, and now there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge, that is, the cave room, but the two senior sisters are even more insidious, and they give Yang Qingshan a lesson with the sisters who they think about on weekdays.

What a beauty!

Yang Qingshan felt a sense of grievance in his heart, what is the most Emei Gate and Fairy Gate? Thousands of women are like crazy people.

Originally, I thought that I had to be careful when I was in the cave room, but before I arrived in the east, I saw thousands of female disciples raising their glasses and waiting for them to come to the door, and when I saw the two senior sisters smirking crookedly, Yang Qingshan couldn't wait to go up to tens of thousands of mouths, but no, I am the groom, can I not drink?

It is a lie to say that immortal cultivators never get drunk, it also depends on what kind of wine it is, the wine in the immortal cultivation world is not ordinary, in addition to increasing the vitality of spiritual power, it is violent, and it is like drinking a jar of two pots in one sip, and it will be on the head in an instant.

Yang Qingshan's crumbling success in breaking through the level, defeating thousands of female disciples, when he thought he could enter the cave room and do whatever he wanted, he was greeted by a group of loose cultivators, these people are not like female disciples who are still playing reserved, and they are called the first to strike, they want to let Yang Qingshan know the strength of loose cultivation, that is, they do not arrange to play cards.

Yang Qingshan was crumbling again, and now he could only walk by the wall, but as soon as he walked out of the main hall and walked towards the cave room that he longed for, the male disciples of the sect appeared, they were more gentle and elegant, and at the same time raised their glasses, and in front of Yang Qingshan was a vat of wine they had prepared.

"We only toast a glass of wine. The male disciples of the sect smiled treacherously.

"To your whole family. Yang Qingshan scolded, then hugged the wine vat that was taller than a person with both hands, and did it with a bang.

"Alright, alright, beware of my brother's face. Yang Qingshan smashed the wine vat and said with red eyes.

After watching the people who were fighting for wine leave, Yang Qingshan smiled with satisfaction, and when he was wondering why he didn't eat fish and chong lang didn't appear, he saw a few girls in the cave room, looking at him with a smile.

"Let go of my brother. Yang Qingshan begged for mercy.

"Drink!" Chong Lang Ban is still bold, the wine she brought is not ordinary, it is equivalent to three jars and two pots, Yang Qingshan is a cup of unconscious.

"Alright, mission accomplished, girl, you can sleep in peace. Chong Lang smiled at Jolina.

"Thank you eldest sister for saving me, hum, little sample, dare to marry me, I don't want to live anymore. Qiao Lina said with a sinister smile while holding Yang Qingshan with her little feet.

On the fourth day, Yang Qingshan woke up from his drunken slumber, and was dumbfounded to recall whether he had a cave room or not, and whether he had anything like that, but the result was that he didn't remember anything, but the facts had already told Yang Qingshan that he was already the son-in-law of the fairy gate, and he would become an existence under his wife and above ten thousand people in the future.

"Girl, do you think we have that?" Yang Qingshan asked while eating breakfast.

"Nope. ”

Then my brother was relieved. Yang Qingshan said disappointedly.

After eating, Yang Qingshan and Qiao Lina went to the main hall to meet the head of the fairy gate.

The head of the sect is very young, and I can't tell the real age, but according to rumors, this beautiful head of the head inherited the position of head seven hundred years ago, and it happened to be the third day after the retreat of the first ancestor, and his cultivation was not high, but he was the only disciple who practiced a little bit of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

Yang Qingshan and Qiao Lina knelt down and bowed, and then stood aside and didn't dare to come out.

"Follow the teacher. The head said, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of spiritual light wrapped around the two and disappeared.

When the light dissipated, Yang Qingshan saw that he was in a stone room, and there was a huge stone gate in front of him with ancient double cultivation murals carved on the stone gate, but the two sides of the stone gate made Yang Qingshan's eyes light up, these are two demon stones, I didn't expect that the fairy gate had a treasure but didn't know it, and it was used as an ornament.

"Ancestor. The head of the door whispered to the stone gate.

A divine sense rushed out from the stone gate, piercing Yang Qingshan and Qiao Lina like a sharp blade, as if checking the condition of the two, and there was no sound for a long time.

It's not just Yang Qingshan and Qiao Lina who are nervous, but even the head of the house is also nervous.