In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ling Xiyun Linggongzi, who was left in the sect to be a cow and a horse due to the dashing return of a certain father and a certain mother, finally had a vacancy, and returned to the Ling Mansion before Chinese New Year's Eve, had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and visited his biological sister who had been lost for many years by the way.

It was past noon, and the Ling Mansion, which had pasted window grilles and hung colored lanterns, still didn't seem to be very lively. Ling Xichen was in a coma in bed as usual, resting and practicing at the same time. Until the butler came to call three times, saying that the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was about to be prepared, and asked the eldest lady to move to the restaurant.

Although cultivators can open up valleys, they can not eat for survival, but also for the sake of mood. Chinese New Year's Eve, how can we miss this reunion dinner.

So I got up and freshened up, and found a pale pink dress to meet the scene of Chinese New Year's Eve, which was not tacky, but it was more skinny. Drawing eyebrows, tapping his lips, looking at himself in the mirror, thinking that he was about to leave home in the mountains, and as a cultivator, I am afraid that he would dress up like this once a year. Therefore, he picked out a silver step shaker, and seriously pulled a bun, and then the lotus step moved lightly and stepped out of the door.

But as soon as I got out of the room, I looked up and saw the appearance of a scholar, which was very similar to the clothes worn by the person who came from the sword on the day of the release, but there was no arrogance of that person. The facial features are upright, not frivolous, and he looks like he is only in his early twenties, but he seems to have the calmness of thirty or forty years old. Although it is not as fairy as Daddy on the surface, between his eyebrows and eyes, he is also quite similar.

Well? This person just seemed to call me Chen'er sister.

"Are you, Brother Yun?"

The scholar only smirked, not knowing how to speak.

"Hahaha, you girl, you hide in your room and sleep every day. It's rare to go home today, so don't rub it, come over and go to the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. A certain father appeared in time to relieve the shyness of a certain brother.

Ling Xichen answered, called "brother" sweetly, raised a bright smile, and a certain brother who looked at it was overjoyed in his heart.

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At a round table in the restaurant, the four of them sat around and chatted about various affairs within the Xuanling faction in recent days, talked about the details of Ling Xiyun taking over as the head of the house after the year, and talked about the farce on the eighth day of the lunar month, and finally talked about Ling Xichen.

"My sister is so good, but I am ashamed of my brother." As an elder brother, some of them are proud of their younger sister!

"It's just a few spiritual talents. Brother, you don't know, my performance in the exercises is really miserable. "A certain woman pretended to be modest.

"Speaking of which, girl, you have impressed my father. Although the number of mental methods is based on purity, your spiritual power itself is so pure, it is not surprising that the score is higher. But what's the matter with your martial arts score? ”

"Hehe, keep it secret~ Anyway, your daughter is very powerful~" Let me be proud first~

"Cut, the exercises are so bad, and I don't know how to be diligent in cultivation, I see you, it's good to graduate smoothly." A certain father blew his beard, rolled his eyes, and disdained it.

"It's better to be like this, if my sister can make up for the lack of exercises and enter the inner courtyard to study in advance, my brother will give you a gift." Throw the bait.

"What gift?" I bite and take the bait.

"I'm also confidential. But you must use it. ”

"Okay~A word is a certainty~ Then I'll thank my brother first~" It seems that there is some motivation for practice~

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The long Chinese New Year's Eve celebration, because of reunion and laughter, is not so difficult.

Early in the morning of the first day of the new year, worship ancestors.

The ancestral shrine in the main courtyard of the Ling family enshrines the ancestral shrine, sets up the incense burner, offers cattle and sheep, and eats and all kinds of snacks, spreads more than 20 futons on the ground, headed by the patriarch Ling Xiaohan, burns three incense sticks, six elders lead on behalf of the family, and the whole clan respectfully bows to pray for the prosperity of the family in the coming year.

Finally, burn the paper and send the money. took advantage of the fact that everyone was there, re-entered Ling Xichen's name into the family tree, bowed again, and officially recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.

After worshipping the ancestors, everyone greeted each other politely and dispersed. Ling Xiyun also left because the faction could not be left without an owner for a day, but promised to stay until the Lantern Festival, he would return home and accompany his sister to visit the light market, which somewhat reduced the reluctance in Ling Xichen's heart.

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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival, Tianxuan City under the night is not lively. In the streets and alleys, all kinds of people are dressed in festive clothes, and all kinds of lanterns are like dragons and phoenixes, and they are colorful. There are also skilled people playing dragon lanterns, playing lions, stepping on stilts, rowing boats, and there are crowds twisting Yangge, playing Taiping drums, and laughter and joy.

The brother and sister who had eaten black sesame-stuffed glutinous rice dumplings at home were watching lanterns in front of a stall at this time.

"Huh? Brother, look, isn't this lotus river lantern only put on the Midyear Festival? How could there be this today. ”

"The girl doesn't know that my lantern is just in the shape of a lotus flower. Although it can also be placed in the river, it is not as dim as the river lantern of the Midyear Festival. Look at this color, the flowers are green, just like a real lotus, how beautiful. Would you like one? ”

Slightly moved, he looked sideways at his brother, "Why don't we buy two and put them in the backyard pond, just like there are lotus flowers blooming in winter." What's more, you and I will rarely go home all year round in the future, so it's better to accompany my father and mother instead of you. ”

Ling Xiyun bowed, paid the money, and ordered the guards to send them back to the mansion first, ready to take his sister to continue shopping.

Suddenly, a nameless wind arose, Ling Xiyun quickly took vigilance, and pulled his sister into his arms for protection, but Ling Xichen looked confused and didn't know what was happening.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Strange. There was a strong murderous aura just now, but it didn't seem to be coming towards you and me, and now it's gone far. He immediately laughed at himself, "It's my brother who is making a little fuss, let's continue to visit the Lantern Festival." ”

Ling Xichen looked back when he heard this, and he didn't know which poor person he was going to be hunted down and killed on the night of the reunion.

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Unbeknownst to the Lantern Festival, eight black-clothed men flew quickly from the rooftops of their houses, chasing a tall man in light green clothes all the way out of the city.

Chasing to the dense forest at the foot of Xuanling Mountain, the man in light green clothes saw that there were no more innocent people around, so he turned around to meet the enemy and no longer fled.

He took out a jade flute from his bosom, used it as a pen, and flew in the air, instantly striking several attack spells. The black-clothed crowd couldn't dodge it, and they resisted it.

The leader sneered: "Sure enough, it's in your hands." There is an order from the superiors, as long as you hand over the white moon flute, you can be spared from death. ”

The man in light green clothes was noncommittal, and only said: "Bai Yuedi has recognized me as the master, and it will not be of much use to hand it over to you." ”

"In that case, let us die!" Then eight people rose up, and eight swords came out.

The man in light green clothes sneered when he saw it: "Ho, last time it was the Shadow Sect, this time you hired the Sword Sect again." Big brother, you really let me, it's hard to resist. ”

is so gracious, but disrespectful, then I will accept it all.

There seemed to be a golden light flashing from the eyes of the man in green clothes, and then everyone in black saw that they were alone in the clouds, without seeing the opponent, but they were also alone.

In the dense forest at the foot of Xuanling Mountain, the eight black-clothed people all looked dazed and stunned, as if they could neither see the target in front of them nor find their companions.

Seeing this, the man in light green clothes stepped forward, picked up a sword dropped by the man in black, raised his hand and waved lightly, harvesting the eight lives that had fallen into the illusion in front of him one by one, and then turned around and brushed away.