Bai Zisheng's movements froze slightly, and his eyes looked straight at the main seat.

The banquet is set up in the courtyard, wide and quiet, there is a spiritual spring, the aura is dense, the tinkling sound, the delicate flowers are gorgeous, the colorful butterflies are fluttering, the spirit tree is towering to the sky, the fairy grass is secluded, the clouds and mist are hazy, and the warbler is singing and swallowing - it is really like a fairyland.

What's even more subtle is that there is a flow of water between the courtyards, which divides the courtyard, adding a bit of casual beauty and making people feel comfortable.

Next to the winding water, there are a few boulders inadvertently embellished, the shape is simple, and the top is smooth as a mirror, thinking that it is the place where the banquet is seated.

Bai Zisheng swept his eyes, and saw a few familiar people in the seats-

Near the main seat, there is a woman, with a beautiful smile, quiet and moving, but her eyes are full of cunning, wearing a beautiful green dress, like a fairy of Shenmu, so delicate, who is not Mu Yao?

The next one is Yu Ling, who is sitting upright.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes were full of affection, and she looked at Bai Zisheng without shying away from it, with a pink face and peach blossoms, and she had a romantic beauty.

There is a man below, with a resolute face, a long breath, and knotted muscles, as if he has the ability to support the sky, but he doesn't know who it is.

Again......

Bai Zisheng glanced at it like this, and he recognized a familiar person. At the moment, he didn't say much, but looked at the most huge and clumsy, extremely distant stone seat, his eyes moved slightly, and his face revealed a respectful color: "Bingling Peak Bai Zisheng, I have seen the Lord of Shaofeng." ”

I saw that on the boulder, there was a young man sitting upright, dressed in an elegant bamboo and green robe, with an elegant temperament, quite Confucian, but the atmosphere was ordinary.

This person is the son of Mu Yun, the lord of Mu Ling Peak, and his cultivation should be in the middle of Jindan, and he is respected as the Mu Ling of the Lord of Shaofeng by Mu Ling Peak.

"Yu Liu and Yu Ling didn't know what to do, and almost died in the demon cave, thanks to Bai Xian's nephew's help, they escaped the realm of the death of the gods. Mu Ling said slowly, his words faint.

Although his face is young and handsome, he is actually hundreds of years old, and his cultivation has reached Jindan, but he can also be respected by his predecessors, and he called Bai Zisheng "virtuous nephew".

Bai Zisheng smiled slightly, with a look on his face: "It's just to help each other, Senior Brother Yu Liu and Senior Sister Yu Ling are also very caring for Zisheng, and they don't dare to accept the word of thanks from the Lord of Shaofeng." ”

Mu Ling bowed slightly, with a smile on his face: "My father has been in retreat for a long time, but the day before yesterday, he transmitted the sound to the deity, and instructed the deity to meet with the virtuous nephew." Looking at it this way, the virtuous nephew is pure and kind-hearted, and his qualifications and cultivation are excellent, but his father is very discerning. ”

Bai Zisheng paused slightly, his heart was slightly cold, and he didn't dare to say in his mouth. It is clearly a weak posture, but its back is straight, and although it is respectful but not flattering, it has its own spirit that is neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing this, Mu Ling's eyes were slightly condensed, and his face was not obvious, but he still said lightly: "Nephew Bai Xian, please take a seat." Although you and I belong to two peaks, the people who started my two peaks are actually blood brothers, and they are related to Bingling Peak and my Muling Peak. ”

Bai Zisheng was slightly surprised, but his eyebrows were a little closer: "Is that so......?"

I don't know how many years this Bingling Peak Mu Ling Peak has existed, that is, the ancestor of the founding of the mountain is a blood brother, and how much fetters are there to inherit it here?

Bai Zisheng lowered his eyes and collected many guesses in his heart, so he picked a suitable position and sat on the stone platform - just next to the resolute man.

The man looked at him with a calm face—was there a hint of hostility?

Bai Zisheng smiled gently, and bowed slightly to the man, which was to say hello.

The man snorted coldly, he didn't know it.

Bai Zisheng's heart moved, and he couldn't help but be a little funny. This man...... It's straightforward.

So he didn't pay attention to it, and only focused on the scenery in front of him - the flowing Yaxing, but he wanted to taste it.

Bai Zisheng sniffed slightly between his noses, and a clear breath suddenly hit, which was extremely tempting, making him feel a little intoxicated in his soul.

Bai Zisheng was slightly startled, and his soul was shocked, and he regained his senses.

He lowered his eyes and knew that among the flowing waters, it was not the green water of the spiritual spring, but the mellow wine.

Really big...... Bai Zisheng snorted slightly, twisted the white jade wine glass in his hand, and between the Zhenyuan receiving and receiving room, a pour of fine wine fell into the glass, and the wine was fragrant.

Bai Zisheng snorted slightly, the dantian was slightly hot, and the soul of the true yuan was extremely firm, and he tasted it carefully between raising his hands, and did not say much.

Mu Ling saw that he was silent, as if he was cramped and uneasy, his eyes narrowed slightly, his palm patted, and the true yuan flowed, it was crisp and short, but it had its own rhythm, which seemed to be close at hand, and seemed to be far away.

I saw that between the spirit trees, a beautiful woman dressed in green gauze appeared without knowing the geometry, holding a flower basket made of willow branches in her hand, dancing in the air, picking the spirit fruit fairy, and then flying around, fluttering and shaking, that is, the spirit fruit fairy was sent to the stone platform.

A plate of spiritual fruit also appeared in front of Bai Zisheng, verdant and dripping, and the aura was tangy, just by sniffing it, he felt that the meridians in his body were slightly hot, and the flow of true yuan became more and more mellow and smooth.

Mingyuan fruit ...... It's a big deal.

Mu Ling said at the right time: "Bai Xian's nephew can try it, this Mingyuan fruit is planted and raised by Senior Sister Yu Ling, it is the deity, and it can't be tasted." ”

Bai Zisheng's heart moved, and he looked at Yu Ling above.

The woman also lowered her head to look at him, with a faint affection between her eyebrows and eyes.

Bai Zisheng smiled faintly, his eyes were clear, and there was no love at all: "Since it was planted by Senior Sister Yu Ling herself, how can Zisheng be the first to take the lead?"

Yu Ling's beautiful eyes darkened, and then she hooked her lips and smiled: "This Mingyuan Spirit Tree was planted by the concubine when she was young, and it took many years to bear fruit, during which there were branches and leaves withered, and the spirituality would be lost. The concubine was extremely happy, regarded it as a treasure, and except for the master, she was only willing to share it with the Taoist. Senior Brother Bai - Bai Zisheng, do you understand?"

Bai Zisheng's heart was shocked, and his face was a little stunned.

However, after all, the spirit in his heart was the Yuan Ying and the like, and the reason why he was stunned for a moment was just because he didn't expect Yu Ling to be so straightforward, leaving no way out.

He settled down in an instant, and his face was full of apologies: "Senior Sister Yu Ling, this ......"

Yu Ling turned her head sideways to avoid Bai Zisheng's gaze, and said: "But come to think of it, Senior Brother Bai's talent will grow up in the future, why worry about not having a face and qualifications to be a high-quality beauty? ”

Bai Zisheng's face was even more apologetic, and his face was gloomy: "Senior Sister Yu Ling's fairy and jade appearance, her cultivation is even higher than that of Zi Sheng, but Zi Sheng has no intention of this, it is not Senior Sister Yu Ling's fault." ”

Mu Ling's elegant face has already been dyed with anger at this moment, and he is dressed in a light and elegant green coat without wind, and he spoke in a deep voice, with deep pressure: "Bai Xian's nephew said this, but I really don't look down on my Mu Lingfeng person?" Senior sister has been raised by her father's side since she was a child, and she is the same brother and sister as the deity, although she is only qualified for the double spirit root, but her physique is yin, which is very compatible with your physique, if you become a Taoist couple, it will also be of great benefit to you. ”

Bai Zisheng's face was solemn, but he was not afraid of the huge coercion emanating from the mullions, and his voice was gentle but firm: "Senior sister's qualifications are indeed excellent." However, Zisheng had no intention of this, no matter what the Shaofeng Lord said, Zisheng could only regretfully refuse. ”

Bai Zisheng is neither humble nor arrogant, his eyebrows and eyes are firm, and his back is straight.

However, when he took a closer look, he could know that his palms in his sleeves had already been clenched into fists, his back trembled slightly, and his forehead was full of cold sweat - his cultivation was low, and under the pressure of Jindan Zhenren, he was supported by his will, and the true yuan in the dantian had long been stagnant and difficult to walk, and the slightest movement was a sharp pain.

When Yu Ling heard this, her face turned pale, and her delicate face suddenly lost three points of color. She stood up suddenly, and with a light leap, she staggered into the air, staggering, and did not know where to go.

The resolute man sitting next to Bai Zisheng turned pale when he heard what Yu Ling said, and when he saw Yu Ling rushing away, he didn't have time to look at Bai Zisheng, so he followed him and disappeared in an instant.

Mu Ling's breath was turbulent, and his eyes were cold, so he had some bad feelings for Bai Zisheng.

"Bai Zisheng, you!"

Bai Zisheng's eyes were calm and silent, but he resolutely refused.

He knew that in such a situation, the woman was the first to confess her heart, but he refused, which would make Yu Ling laugh at her, but ......

He is not a good person in the first place, but if he and Yu Ling are married, it is absolutely impossible.

Bai Zisheng sighed slightly in his heart, but he had no regrets.

If he doesn't refuse at this time, then the people of Mu Lingfeng will take him as a default and publicize it at that time, one of them is that he Bai Zisheng and Yu Ling are married to Taoists, and the other is that he denies it after such news is released, and he is considered to be a person who repents of marriage and has no faith.

Either way, it was not something he could accept. That can only be ...... Let Yu Lingfang's heart pay wrongly.

The true yuan in Mu Ling's hand was faintly circulating, but there was a gloomy look on his face: "Where is the senior sister unbearable, she is actually humiliated like this!"

Bai Zisheng's tone was solemn, but he still tried his best to straighten his back, and refused to be suppressed lightly: "Zisheng also has words, senior sister is very good in everything, but Zisheng has no intention of this!"

Mu Ling suddenly lost his strength, and sat down on the stone platform with a trace of imperceptible tiredness between his eyebrows: "Perhaps, you are the introductory disciple of the Lord of Li Yao Peak, and the evil star treats people very differently, but the deity is helpless." Such a farce should only be regarded as a momentary confusion after the death and escape of the deity junior sister. ”

Bai Zisheng's heart was relieved, and he sighed lightly, and his body was soaked with cold sweat.

He doesn't seem to be afraid, but after all the things, he also knows that in the eyes of Brother Jindan, practicing qi is nothing more than an ant, and it is Mu Ling who single-handedly sent him Bai Zisheng, and the punishment he has to accept is nothing more than Erer.

"Thank you Shaofeng Lord ......"

"That's it. Green willow, you can send Bai Zisheng back. ”

A girl in green took a step forward, and as soon as her body moved, she turned into a giant crane hanging from the sky, holding Bai Zisheng on her back and driving away in the wind.

"It's really okay for us to do this......" Mu Yao, who had been beside her, opened her lips lightly, with some hesitation on her face.