Luo Xiang was shocked when he heard the steward say that the Gao family's happy event was gone, and he affirmed his identity again and proposed to meet with Master Gao. The steward had no choice but to come out again, and finally brought the two into the village.

The pavilions and pavilions in the village, the decoration is extremely luxurious and rich, Huaiyu is peaceful in his heart, and stops from time to time to enjoy several particularly brilliant garden features, Luo Xiang has a stomach of doubts, has no intention of appreciating the scenery, and keeps urging Huaiyu.

The two were taken outside a luxurious hall. Several beautiful maids came out, respectfully carrying a small golden basin to Huaiyu and Luo Xiang, slowly knelt down, raised the golden basin with both hands over the top, and said softly: "Please clean your hands!"

Huaiyu stretched his neck to look at it, and the golden basin contained a white liquid, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Luo Xiang looked at the white liquid and said in surprise: "Spirit Essence Juice!"

Huaiyu also saw at this time that this was the spiritual juice, produced in the spiritual veins of Kunlun Mountain, and those who cultivated immortals drank it on weekdays, which could enhance their cultivation and be beneficial to their cultivation.

Luo Xiang swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a moment and cleaned his hands in the basin. Huaiyu gently picked up the kneeling maid and shook her head with a smile, and the maid saw such a handsome young man smiling at her, and her face was immediately dyed with a layer of red.

Huaiyu and Luo Xiang entered the hall, and in the middle of the hall sat a rich old man, dressed in luxurious clothes, but his face was full of sadness.

The steward took the lead in stepping forward and saluted the old man, "The owner of the village, Luo Xiang, the young city lord of West African City, and the young master of the Qin family of Meridian City have arrived. ”

The old man's gaze swept towards Huaiyu and Luo Xiang.

Luo Xiang saw that this person was Gao Wenyou, a wealthy man in Zhongzhou, and hurriedly pulled Huaiyu forward and saluted.

Lord Gao's eyes were full of doubts, "Nephew Luo Xian, Xiao'er's marriage has been canceled temporarily, the old man has sent a message to your grandfather Luo City Lord a few days ago, didn't he tell you?"

"Uncle Gao, Luo Xiang has not received a message from his grandfather. Luo Xiang thought of the list he had seen in the town before, "Dare to ask why Ling Lang's marriage was canceled?"

Master Gao's already sad face became even more discouraged, and he sighed, "Xiao'er, he has been missing for half a month. ”

Huaiyu was surprised, the marriage is approaching, the groom is gone, what kind of bloody plot is this!

Master Gao then told the truth of the matter, it turned out that Master Gao Zhuang was not good at cultivation, but since he was a child, he ate all kinds of precious pills as food, and he insisted on eating him as an autopsy immortal. Gao Zhuang had a group of wives and concubines, but it was not until he was 400 years old that he had a son, Gao Mingyuan, and he had nothing to do, because he was an only son, and he was very doting.

When Gao Mingyuan grew up, he fell in love with his cousin Lin Yan'er, who had been raised in the Gao family since he was a child, and the owner of Gao Zhuang made the decision to let the two get married. But just half a month before the wedding, Gao Mingyuan suddenly went to Caiyun Peak alone and silently, and never came back.

After the owner of Gao Zhuang learned of this, he remembered the curse of Caiyun Peak that had been circulating all these years, and he was in a hurry, so he successively invited several immortal cultivators from the village to go to Caiyun Peak to find Gao Mingyuan, but not only did Gao Mingyuan not come back, but even the monks who went to find him never returned.

Seeing that the wedding was approaching, the owner of Gao Zhuang had to cancel the wedding first, on the one hand, he repaired the book to several major cultivators who had a little friendship with Kyushu, and came to help, and on the other hand, he posted a list of articles, hoping to invite Gao Xiu Da to save his son with a lot of money.

Huaiyu's eyebrows raised slightly, cursing this statement to deceive mortals is okay, but she Qin Huaiyu doesn't believe it. Listening to the narration of the owner of Gao Zhuang, this Gao Mingyuan and those monks should have encountered something dangerous that made them go and have no return. If you want to find out about this matter, you can only go to Caiyun Peak. But it had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to take the risk of wasting her time on it. This kind of chivalrous and righteous thing, let's leave it to those people who cultivate immortals and righteous paths.

Thinking of this, Huaiyu secretly pulled Luo Xiang's sleeve and gave him a look.

Luo Xiang seemed to be hesitating about something, turned his head and saw Huaiyu's hint, immediately nodded knowingly, patted his chest and said to Master Gao: "Uncle Gao, although Luo Xiang and his brother Qin Huaiyu are shallow in cultivation, they also want to help you, we will go to Caiyun Peak tomorrow to find Master Gao!"

"......." Huaiyu helplessly supported his forehead, is there a problem with Luo Xiang's comprehension?

The owner of Gao Zhuang was excited when he heard this, stood up, and came to Luo Xiang, "The two virtuous nephews, with this chivalrous heart, moved Gao, as long as the two can bring the child back safely, Gao is willing to give his family property to repay the grace of saving his life." ”

Luo Xiang rolled his eyes and said slyly: "That, the uncle doesn't have to dump his family property, the little nephew does have something to ask for." ”

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I rescue my son, I will agree to any request. ”

"I heard my grandfather say that my uncle has a family heirloom immortal tripod, and spiritual light can prolong people's lives. Luo Xiang took out a box containing ten of the Luo family's top elixirs from his arms and handed it to Master Gao, "My brother Qin Huaiyu stopped at the autopsy immortal, and his life limit is approaching, this is a little gift prepared by the little nephew, I want to ask my uncle to do a good deed, so that Huaiyu can prolong his life according to the spiritual light of the immortal ding." ”

When Lord Gao heard Luo Xiang mention the matter of Xianding, his face changed greatly, his eyes rolled quickly, and he sighed for a long time: "Your grandfather told you, alas, blame me for being drunk and unintentionally leaking this matter back then." Yes, my Gao family does have a family heirloom immortal tripod, if mortals shine on the aura of the immortal tripod, they can prolong their life for three hundred years. ”

Huaiyu's expression was indifferent, as if she was listening to something that had little to do with her.

Luo Xiang was excited, "Uncle, are you willing to agree to this?"

Master Gao's face was entangled for a long time, and finally he took the ten Luo family pills, and said in a deep voice: "This tripod only emits a spiritual light once every hundred years, and it can only shine on one person at a time, and each person can only shine once in a lifetime. This opportunity to extend my life, I originally wanted to give it to my child. Alas, the matter has come to this, I promise you, as long as you can save Mingyuan, I will let Qin Shaoxia shine on the spiritual light of Xianding and never break his word. ”

Luo Xiang pulled Huaiyu and thanked the owner of the high village.

Huaiyu was uneasy, and always felt that this matter was not so simple. Luo Xiang's work is too frizzy, this Gao Mingyuan doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, if he has died on the mountain, how can he save people. Besides, I don't know what the situation is on Caiyun Peak, but I actually took such a hot potato.

At this moment, the housekeeper of the Gao family rushed into the confession again.

"Zhuang Master, there is a person outside who claims to be a disciple of the Yiqing faction, sent by the head of the sect Zhou Shizhen to help us save people. ”

The owner of Gao Zhuang's eyes lit up with hope, and he took a few steps forward, "How many people are here?"

"One. ”

"But Zhou Shi is the eldest disciple of the sect, Miaocheng?"

"It's not. ”

"The second disciple Miaozheng?"

"He's not a disciple of the Miaozi generation. ”

"It's not the Miaozi generation, did you send the Xuanzi generation under the Miaozi generation?"

"It's not a Xuanzi generation. ”

"Xuanzi is not a generation, is it possible to send a disciple who has just started?" Gao Zhuang's face changed greatly, full of disappointment, "Who is the person who came?"

"His name is Dong Yuan. ”