Zhang Tianyou's heart moved, he already had the Taishang Divine Needle and the Guangling Divine Sword, and the two ethereal swords in the bracelet were complete enough to be given to the righteous father and mother, but the ins and outs of this should be known to the second elder, so as not to be known by outsiders. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fu Zizai looked at Zhang Tianyou with a long sword in his hand, and he didn't need to open his expectant gaze, Zhang Tianyou also understood his intentions.

So he stepped forward and said: "Senior Brother Fu, if you want to get a spirit sword that is truly connected with your own mind, the spirit sword that is one of the Yuan Shen needs to be constantly cultivated, honed, and dependent on it, the spirit sword I just infused is powerful, but it may not be suitable for Senior Brother Chen, and it will even make him rely too much on the power contained in the sword itself, and his cultivation and his own ability will stagnate, so this sword is still improved by Senior Brother himself, making it the most suitable sword for himself." ”

One sentence was like an empowerment, Fu Zizai was full of shame but grateful, but he just hugged Zhang Tianyou's shoulders with both hands and said, "Good brother, I understand." After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat.

Chen Sanxing's entire body and mind were immersed in the newly acquired spirit sword, and he didn't hear Zhang Tianyou's words at all, plus the golden spirit sword itself exuded a sharp sword aura, no disciple of the Southern Crane Sect dared to approach him within five zhang, and he himself was also desperately refining the spirit sword to adapt to this unbearable sword qi.

When the banquet was in full swing, Zhang Tianyou suddenly looked up at the east, looking a little excited, and hurriedly grabbed the hand of his father-in-law and mother-in-law and walked out: "Father, mother, the child took the second elder to see someone, she is about to arrive." ”

Qi Lian Tianjiao understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and his face was a little unnatural.

When Lu Wenting heard this, she jumped up and shouted at Zhang Tianyou, "Seeing that you are in a hurry, it must be that Sister Meifeng is about to arrive, and as soon as she comes, Meiyan will not be far away." ”

Outside the hospital, Fei Jinhua looked at her son's slightly shy face and asked in surprise, "You'er, do you have other confidantes?"

Zhang Tianyou nodded and said, "Mother, her name is Shen Meifeng, and she is the eldest lady of the Shen family of the Spirit Sword Sect. ”

Zhang Yaozuo was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "But Miss Shen, the pearl of the head of the Shen family today?"

Without waiting for Zhang Tianyou to answer, Lu Wenting preemptively said: "This Miss Shen is the real Miss of the Shen family, and the master said that it was the second Miss of the Shen family." ”

Zhang Yaozuo was a little confused, and he didn't know what Lu Wenting was talking about.

Zhang Tianyou explained a few words softly, and the husband and wife understood.

A rainbow floated in the sky in the distance, and the rainbow turned a few times in the air as if it was identifying the direction, Zhang Tianyou shouted from afar: "Meifeng!"

The rainbow trembled, suddenly sped up, and galloped in the direction of the small courtyard.

With a cry of "God willing, I'm coming," the rainbow floated down.

The long pale red gold and silver pastel painted tulle made of tulle, the hair bun pulled up high, dressed in colorful feathers, beads surrounded by emeralds, cicada gauze thin ornaments, Tingting curling, brocade flowers of neon clothes and feathers, Shen Meifeng like a fairy in the fan, slowly fell in the courtyard.

There was silence all around, and thousands of disciples of the Southern Crane Sect looked at the fairy who fell from the sky in a daze, with an incomparable appearance, a graceful figure, and a coquettish cry of cracking stones and stopping clouds, which made all the male disciples almost lose their souls, and couldn't help but say yes.

Zhang Yaozuo has already passed the age of not being confused, and now it is a little difficult to qualify when he sees such a charming woman, fortunately, Mrs. Fei Jinhua pinched her wrist a few times, and then she suddenly sobered up, and she was busy lowering her eyebrows and didn't dare to look at it again, and shouted in her heart, what a peerless goblin!

Zhang Tianyou cheered, stepped forward to hold Shen Meifeng's arms, and suddenly found that the connection between his son and mother Yuan Shen and himself was stronger than before, and a kind of indescribable feelings connected by blood arose, looking at her beautiful eyes like the bright moon and autumn water, it took a long time to say a sentence tremblingly: "You are here, I wanted to wait for you, but ......"

Shen Meifeng looked at the familiar face in front of her, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and in an instant it seemed that heaven and earth no longer existed, and there was only his appearance in her eyes, listening to what he wanted to explain, she couldn't help but blurt out: "God bless you don't have to explain, if the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight, since you left, I seem to have lost my soul, and there is no master of the six gods all day, so I came to you, and now I feel like I have a soul when I see you." After saying that, a beautiful and miserable smile was fleeting, and it was replaced by a touching smile.

The instantaneous change made countless disciples around them lose their souls, and their whole body and mind were affected by Shen Meifeng's smile and cheeks, if they saw Qi Lian Tianjiao, everyone was impressed by his graceful and luxurious, elegant and generous, and radiant image, and even felt ashamed of themselves;

Zhang Yaozuo looked at his disciples left and right, and saw that they were full of ugliness, and even some disciples salivated down the corners of their mouths but were at a loss, only staring at Shen Meifeng without blinking, and then looking at Liu Dahan, Lian Danxin, and Jing Faming were unmoved, just looked at their former classmates with helpless eyes, and their expressions were more embarrassed.

Alas, he has still been to the Great Gate Sect, and the disciples who have experienced strong winds and waves are different, what has become of the disciples who stayed behind in his mountain gate! Thinking of this, he coughed a few times vigorously and shouted to Zhang Tianyou: "You'er, is this the eldest lady of the Shen family, why don't you introduce yourself to your father?"

Zhang Tianyou came to his senses at this time, and he hugged Shen Meifeng in front of everyone's eyes, and when he turned around, he saw the smile on his mother's face, and the teasing and narrow gaze at the bottom of his eyes, he couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly pulled Shen Meifeng to his parents and said: "Meifeng, this is my father Zhang Yaozuo, the head of the Nanhe faction, this is my mother Fei Jinhua, my father and mother, this is the Shen Meifeng I mentioned to the second elder." Although shocked by Shen Meifeng's beauty and charm, Zhang Yaozuo and his wife still showed their affection and treated her well.

It didn't take long for Shen Meiyan to come, and as the daughter of the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, she was warmly received by Zhang Yaozuo and his wife, and finally the dinner ended in great joy.

Tens of thousands of miles to the south of the Critical Mountain, the Ranshi Peak area was pouring in heavy rain, countless thunderbolts turned into silver snakes dancing in the air, and the raging hurricane grabbed the large stones of the millstone and threw them into the air.

Cao Chengrang's face was gloomy, and he looked helplessly at the disciples who were drowning in the rain and mist.

The rain was heavy, the hurricane was extremely strong, and the rocks were flying all over the sky, causing great inconvenience to the passers-by.

In such bad weather, the sky thunder and lightning are like a net, although most of the disciples who follow him are emperor-level cultivators, but no one dares to fly in the sky, and this place is a famous rocky peak, there are many stones like sand, they are simply walking in the desert, and suddenly encountered a desert storm, and the stones are more like dense sand and keep hitting everyone.

The blow of one or two stones is like a child's tickle for an emperor-level cultivator, but the blow of an endless number of stones is different, so under the leadership of Cao Chengrang, the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Sect put on a defensive line, propped up the defensive light, and continued to hurry in the storm, flying sand and stones.

However, this is much slower, but the chaotic stone peak is the season of strong winds and torrential rain, so the weather is like this for several days in a row.

Under the blows of flying sand and rocks for several days, the light of the defensive array weakened a lot, and everyone stayed awake all night, feeling a little unbearable.

A pair of concerned eyes skimmed over the center of the formation, where Cao Zhihong was in the middle of the formation, still wearing a dark blue robe, but his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and his face was a little haggard.

Ever since he saw the female disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he didn't think about tea, couldn't sleep at night, and lost his soul all day long, and only later did he confide his thoughts under his uncle's stern questioning.

Cao Chengrang first taught him a harsh lesson, and warned him that cultivators should not be moved by external objects, saying that Taiwei disciples should be quiet and have few desires, naturally do nothing, pay attention to the double cultivation of life, and return to simplicity and return to the truth, that is only the music and disciples pay attention to, we represent the Taiwei lineage, and this matter is not shameful to reach the ears of Taihe disciples.

At that time, Cao Zhihong also looked ashamed, but the female disciple's voice and appearance were like a devil, and the more she tried to forget it, the more she couldn't extricate herself, and finally she almost became a demon. In addition, the disciple named Zhang Tianyou also became a thorn in his side.

These two figures eventually became a magic obstacle in his heart, and he could not forget it for a moment.

Cao Zhihong is a descendant of Cao Chengrang's faction, with high talent, and the clan has high expectations for him, so he made this trip in order to eliminate his nephew's magic obstacles.

Thinking of this, Cao Chengrang looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop, and said, "It's getting late, everyone recover their energy, and wait a few hours before leaving." After the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Sect said in unison, "Obey the order of the senior uncle", they immediately meditated and meditated to recover their mana.

Cao Zhihong looked at his senior brother slightly apologetically, and said to Cao Chengrang: "Uncle, we just happened to enter the center of the storm just in time, no wonder there are no people here, and emperor-level cultivators are helpless in this weather, let alone mortals." ”

Well, this is a good thing to say, Hong'er has grown, the so-called heavenly power is unpredictable, manpower is slim, we cultivators say that it is just to imitate the power of heaven and earth, and the same power of heaven and earth is just an exaggeration, you have to remember that personal power is limited after all, you must judge the time and deal with things, everything is within your ability. ”

The meaning of the warning in the language is clear, but Cao Zhihong is a little disapproving, and he just thinks in his heart, there is something that his uncle can't do, and this sentence is a little ambitious.