(Let's push time back to the story of that man, but no matter how we push it and how we calculate it, we will find that time cannot go back to the point where his head was cut off, as if an insurmountable gap has appeared in time, separating it into two spaces.) ）

"Worship heaven and earth! Two worship high halls! ”

The noisy sound resounded everywhere, the hall was crowded with people, all kinds of things, nearly half of the people from Tai'er Village came, the people from Qingshan Peak and Qimiao Valley came to the heads and elites, and there were representatives from other sects, gifts were piled up in four or five courtyards, Pan Xiaowen was making notes, writing down every gift.

Huzi and Feng Jing were also dressed very gorgeously, the two leaned side by side, occasionally looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was mostly charming. Mu Ziyun held the bride's red sleeves, bowed and bowed, and I don't know how many kowtows, secretly distressed that his wife was wearing heavy clothes, and she must be more tired. And the bride, of course, is Wanmin.

was snatched by Mu Ziyun, it was only three days of work, Wanmin was ashamed and annoyed, and became Mu Ziyun's bride "in a daze". And Qingshan Peak also gave a big dowry, and the resources given to the newly built Qi Miao Valley can be described as a charcoal in the snow, so far, Qing Shan Feng and Qi Miao Valley have reached a generation of alliance.

"Husband and wife worship each other!" The noise became louder, everyone coaxed together, and Huzi took the lead in shouting: "Hurry up and worship, my brother is in a hurry, and he wants to enter the cave room!" ”

Everyone laughed, and Wan Min, who was facing each other, glared at Mu Ziyun fiercely through the red veil, but it was more like taking the opportunity to gaze, after all, the man in front of him was his husband, and he was also the favorite person he was ashamed to say.

Mu Ziyun and Wan Min hurriedly bent down and lowered their heads under the coaxing of everyone, but their heads slammed together.

Mu Ziyun sat up from the bed, the morning light outside was just right, it turned out to be a dream again, but the dream was not fake, he really married Wan Min, and this was also half a year ago. It's just that the two of them are the heads of the sects, and they can't live the life of ordinary people, and the young couple only have the opportunity to meet once a month, in a certain mountain garden between the Southern and Eastern Regions, which is a large manor built by the two sects, the main house is on the top of the mountain, the buildings are simple but more stylish, and the wood is mostly there, but it can blend in with the scenery. In fact, there are not many people in the mountain garden, and the two sects have each found more than a dozen disciples to guard here all the year round, and they are idle on weekdays, and only when the young couple meets every month, they can be busy for a while.

Mu Ziyun sat on the edge of the bed, put on his shoes, yawned with sleepy eyes, and seemed to see his little lady in a daze, Mu Ziyun couldn't help but lie down, thinking about the beautiful face of the lady, and even thinking about the figure and skin of the lady, there seemed to be an evil fire in the body, and he was uncomfortable inside and out. Laughing to herself with bad intentions, she said that she would have a crazy time this time, so that she thought about herself every day for a month.

Stretching again, he got up and dressed, and opened the door to let in the fresh sunlight.

Immediately, a disciple ran forward, stood by the door, and said respectfully, "Meet the master." Before he finished speaking, Mu Ziyun said as he walked: "Don't be in a hurry to eat, I'll go for a stroll first." Halfway turned around and said, "Oh yes, you go get a few meat buns, and when you're done, I'll just fill my stomach." ”

"Okay boss." The disciple quickly retreated, while Mu Ziyun walked towards the Feather Gate while swinging.

Most of the young disciples in the martial arts training arena are either learning kicking and beating movements, or they are being beaten hard. When the elders saw Mu Ziyun, they hurriedly said hello to the master, and the disciples also hurriedly followed suit, Mu Ziyun waved his hand, but without saying a word, he went straight away. On the test field, there are disciples fighting, or the battle of the Northern Sect, but the tricks are not peculiar, and the disciples' qualifications are also ordinary, Mu Ziyun sighed, and said to himself in the tone of the old man: "The current disciples are becoming more and more unable to catch up with the past, and the war has caused the sect to lose too many talents." ”

Mu Ziyun is only seventeen years old, and it is no longer surprising to be the head of the house at his age, because after the war, there are many young heads, and Pan Xiaowen of his "wife's family" is younger than him, and he is still the head, and after the war, it is a mess, and it also represents a new life, and it is also an excellent choice for these young people to lead the new era, after all, the future of the world will belong to them sooner or later.

It didn't take much time to turn around, Mu Ziyun visited Li Ziwen, who was getting better and better, and went to the master Yang Qing's house to stand again, and when he came out, the disciple had already come with three or four buns in yellow paper, Mu Ziyun didn't have a shelf, sat on the wooden fence, gobbled up the buns in front of the disciple, and wiped his hands with yellow paper at the end.

"Xiao Zheng, who is that disciple you told me yesterday?"

"Zhou Xianwei, seven or eight years old, but very talented."

"Oh, how tall is that?"

"Compared with a genius like you, that's too far behind, but compared to other disciples, it looks like you've already entered the Western Sect, and you won't be inferior to a disciple who is three or four years older than you."

"Zhou Xianwei..."Mu Ziyun raised his head and muttered: "It seems to be a bit of an impression that when I cheated money in the martial arts competition with Huzi, I seemed to have fooled such a child." ”

"Huh?"

Mu Ziyun lowered his head and said, "It's nothing, bring Zhou Xianwei to Elder Liu, let her focus on cultivating, Qingshan Peak is in urgent need of good disciples now." ”

"Yes" The disciple took the order again, and Elder Liu was actually the second of the Northern Sect who was originally the same period as Mu Ziyun, and Liu Xiaoxiao, who used the white soft sword.

"It's cold" Mu Ziyun lazily walked up the steps, "If it can be warmer again, the long kite (flower) can bloom again, Min Min likes the long kite the most." It just so happened that a warm wind blew and hit the grass and trees behind Mu Ziyun.

Today is a small meeting of Qingshan Peak's routine, held in the Shantai Palace, I have to say that the appearance of Mu Ziyun has broken the situation that Qingshan Peak has always had the highest status of the Dharma (Li Ziwen has not broken it), no matter how big or small the meeting, it was opened in the Yumen Mountain Tai Hall.

said that it was a small meeting, but in fact, it was no different from ordinary people's chatter. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw that the two people were already seated, namely Du Hu, the head of the Earth Gate, and Hu Xian, the head of the Dharma Gate (Zheng Qiao finally gave up the position of head and entrusted Qingshan Peak to the younger generation, also because it is easier for young people to work together and cooperate with each other, and these elites of the older generation have also made the most solid backing of Qingshan Peak, either committed to cultivating the dark forces of the sect, or personally cultivating the younger generations).

"I'm late again, sorry, sorry." Mu Ziyun ran over with a smile and sat in the center. In fact, this is just a short-legged table, the three of them sit on the hemp mat, and there are not many rules, Huzi is eating snacks, Hu Xian is supporting his chin with one hand, and he only has one hand left.

"Is there anything to discuss?" Mu Ziyun sat down and asked. In fact, there is nothing to do, the sect is still in the recovery stage, there is no war, and even the time of the Zhuang War has not yet arrived (the preserved sects finally agreed to retain the tradition of the Lianzhuang War in order to divide the resources of Huzhou. The three of them got together, just to go through the motions, or simply want to chat, after all, their identities are different, even if they are peaceful relatives, they can't really mingle with the disciples, and these are the people who can talk.

Huzi really gained a lot of weight, there was more fat on his face, and he was more ruddy, and when he leaned back, his big belly was revealed.

Mu Ziyun quipped: "Huzi, you have only been married to your eldest sister for only a month, and you have become fat like this, you have a good life this day." ”

"What big sister! Call sister-in-law in the future. ”

Mu Ziyun took a sip and glanced at Huzi.

Huzi chewed something, bent over the table and said to Mu Ziyun: "People, you have to live a good life, especially after you have a family, you have to accompany the lady, you look at you, you only see each other once a month, only once in the warmth, not even a home, live in the sect all day long, what does it look like, you look at me, I came home after a busy day, the meal lady has been ready, the sweet and sour in the mouth, the taste is good." Huzi couldn't help but smack his lips.

Mu Ziyun sighed and said angrily: "You compare with me? What can I do? ”

Huzi leaned over, half-squinted his eyes and said: "Isn't it okay for you to have a good talk with Wanmin, now that people are your mother, don't you watch your mind live, tell her, let her stop being the head of the house, just concentrate on being the head of the house, what?" Can't control it? Huzi leaned over Mu Ziyun's ear with bad intentions and whispered, "I can't control it in bed and under the bed." Then he turned around and laughed.

"I'll your grandma's legs!" Mu Ziyun scolded: "Lao Tzu is very capable, she doesn't listen to me." "That being said, Mu Ziyun really can't let Wan Min follow him, and people's feelings for the sect are much stronger than Mu Ziyun.

Knock knock, Hu Xian knocked on the table impatiently, and said: "Is there anything to discuss, if not, I have to go back, and I have been guiding a few juniors in the past few days." ”

"Don't, brother" Hu Zile said: "We've only gotten together once in the past few days, nagging!" ”

Hu Xian didn't refuse, he propped up his chin again, lowered his eyelids, and said after a while: "Yes, look at Mu Ziyun, and then look at you, you are also a man who has become a family, the difference is really big." ”

"That's..."Huzi's double chin kept shaking, he was really fat, too fat, "I married a beautiful lady, who will run a family and hurt people, and make a good dish, tsk, alas, a good lady." Mu Ziyun, someone married a little pepper, don't talk nonsense, with my understanding of Mu Ziyun, hehe, this foreign and private matter, maybe Wanmin has the final say, hahaha, Mu Ziyun, this kid must be a master who is afraid of the inside. ”

"Nonsense!" Mu Ziyun's neck turned red, "Already... It's so much better, and she's listening to me now! ”

It stands to reason that according to the original temperament of the two of them, Huzi should be a master who is afraid of the inside, Mu Ziyun is a bit of a master, he has a lot of ideas and is smart, but the reality is really reversed, after Feng Jing married Huzi, she really threw away her original posture as an eldest sister, and became a little daughter-in-law wholeheartedly, and tried her best to serve her husband in all aspects, while Wanmin "intensified" in her original temperament, and soon after she married Mu Ziyun, she tied Mu Ziyun back to Qimiao Valley, saying that she couldn't suffer. also had to let the news of Mu Ziyun being tied back to the sect spread all over Huzhou, and almost let Mu Ziyun enter the identity of Qi Miao Valley, but Wan Min is a girl in the end, and she likes Mu Ziyun in her heart, what she does is just a girl's little temper, and she is seven or eight years younger than Feng Jing, and she doesn't know how to love her husband. But Mu Ziyun is right, especially after meeting in the past one or two meetings, Wanmin has really changed a lot, and she is becoming more and more like a little woman.

"Ladies and gentlemen," a disciple walked in quickly.

The three of them said lazily at the same time: "What are you doing! ”

"Master, another group of new disciples have come to the sect, and now they are gathered at the foot of the mountain."

Mu Ziyun got up and said, "I'd better pick a few decent ones myself." Then he walked out.

Huzi wanted to get up, and fell down again, it was too fat, making him even lazier, and he said: "Forget it, I won't go, let the elders below pick whatever they want." ”

Hu Xian was not in a hurry, he almost fell asleep with his eyelids drooping, the threshold of the method is very high, and it is mostly a consideration of the family's wealth, so he doesn't need to pick it personally.