Autumn is high and cool, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The air was mixed with a little bit of the dampness of the Wei River.

The streets are bustling with pedestrians, in addition to monks and warriors, more local ordinary people begging for a living.

Zhong Yan left Caozhen Hall and strolled towards Taiyue Pavilion, where he was greeted by monks he knew.

Naturally, it is indispensable to talk to a delicate-looking nun on a conversation.

Zhong Yan would stop and laugh a few words with the flirtatious joke, causing a burst of flowers and branches to tremble.

When passing by Feixian Pavilion, the girls on the balcony upstairs also waved handkerchiefs and laughed.

"Master Zhong is coming up to play!"

"The slave family misses you!"

"The slave family has prepared the best spirit wine waiting for you!"

"Another day!" Zhong Yan has the feeling of visiting his own back garden, looking at a store, he thinks about when he will grab his own own.

I have to say that Qingyang is indeed a good place, relying on the mountains and water, you can advance and retreat.

In the past, it was located in a remote area and the economy was withered, but now the population is gathered and the development is outstanding.

In the future, it is not impossible to plant multiple spiritual veins, fall into a fairy city, and turn into a fairyland on earth.

Turning left and right, turning into a remote alley, Zhong Yan suddenly turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "This girl, why are you following me?" ”

A young and beautiful female cultivator at the entrance of the alley outside Sanzhang stopped, dressed in sky blue and pretending to be a heroine, and cultivated on the first floor of the foundation, starting from the 'Shizhen Building' and following here.

She held the folded long whip in her hand, and with her scrutinizing eyes, her voice was crisp and pleasant, and her tone was a little cold and arrogant: "You are Zhong Yan?" ”

Zhong Yan's eyes flashed, the other party was not wearing a face, and he was sure that it was the first time they met, and said with a smile: "It's here, I don't know what advice the girl has?" ”

Most of the time she saw Zhong Yan's words and deeds all the way, the corners of the female cultivator's mouth hooked up a trace of disdain: "I won't marry you, I'm dead of this heart!" ”

With just one sentence, she turned and left the alley, merging into the crowd and disappearing.

Zhong Yan was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it a little, he probably guessed the identity of the other party - Ding Yu, the sister of the True Spirit Root Clan introduced by Ding Yin, should have learned the news after leaving the customs, and he came to refuse to marry in private.

Really.

The next day, Ding Yin, who had changed positions with Ding Hai and was stationed in Qingyang, came to the door.

"Brother Dao, the marriage between you and me may have to be postponed, a few days ago, the little sister went out of the customs and went out to practice without saying a word......"

"But don't worry, Brother Dao, I sent a message to her and agreed to get married when I came back from the experience, but the time is still uncertain."

"It doesn't matter." Zhong Yan smiled, obviously the little girl herself was unwilling, "Don't force it." ”

Ding Yin blinked and said: "If Brother Dao doesn't dislike it, I still have a niece of appropriate age, who is seventeen years old, and she is also slim and beautiful, and the water is smart and moving, but the cultivation is lower, and the three spirit roots have just reached the sixth level of qi refining." ”

Cultivation qualifications or something, Zhong Yan didn't care too much, and asked, "But the beast master?" ”

Ding Yin's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "That's natural, my Ding family is a descendant, and I have the right talent to learn the method of beast control." ”

Zhong Yan smiled: "That's it." ”

Ding Yin was overjoyed: "That's it, I'll bring her to meet with Daoyou another day." ”

As for the Beast Guarding Method, except for the ancestor and the head of the family, all the children in the clan are cultivating in stages, and even if they get married, they will only reveal some of them.

Five days later.

Zhong Yan met a real person, named Ding Wanjun.

A very quiet girl, knowledgeable and reasonable, showing everyone's beautiful temperament, shy and shy, her face flushed when she looked at each other, and her soft voice made people's ears itch.

Since he agreed to come to meet, he was naturally prepared and willing.

Looking at the demeanor reaction, Zhong Yan, who has read countless people, is greatly satisfied, such a woman is what he is looking for, and he is worthy of his own pity and love.

The Ding family was led by Ding Yin, and the two sides discussed the details of the marriage.

The news spread quickly.

Zhongfu Zhongyan, who had been silent for three years, was out of the customs not long ago, and he was going to marry a concubine.

Marry the Ding family!

There are also two loose cultivators together, who were carefully selected by Yu Qingyao and Jiang Ping, and they are complete and accept soul searching.

Both of them are three spirit roots, one is twenty-eight years old and the other is twenty-eight years old and the other is twenty-four years old and the other is five levels.

For a time, everyone in Qingyang City 'respected as a god', married the Ding family, the old Zhuji family, and married two more together, and only the 'Qingyang Fierce Ape' dared to do this.

On the deck of a certain ship in Weihe, Ding Yu received the summons, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly.

Xia Family Mansion.

Xia Lingyun looked contemptuous, believing that it was the children of the Ding family who wanted to please Zhong Yan and win the favor of the beauty 'Zhong Xi', and married his daughter.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Xia Xinzhu, who learned the news, flickered his eyes, walked back and forth for a while, walked to the desk and wrote a letter, and called the maid.

Green Lake Villa.

Yang Yanqing sighed: "Zhong Yan, he is really a model for my generation of monks!" ”

Responses have been mixed.

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Sangtian Town.

To the west of the town, there is a small courtyard and three bungalows.

In the room on the left, the girl Wu Shuang was cross-legged on the bed, opened her eyes, her eyes flashed brightly, she let out a long breath, and broke into the seventh layer of qi refining.

The mother and daughter have always been low-key, living in a simple place, since the last time they went out and encountered the disciples of the Five Elements Sect intercepting the road, fortunately with Zhong Yan's help, the two who harvested some spirit stone pills have been staying at home to cultivate.

Now that the mirror is broken, Wu Shuang is very happy, and he went out of the room to the living room, and walked to the opposite room to share it with his mother.

I listened at the door, but she didn't bother.

After wandering in the living room for a while, the girl condensed the shield, urged the fireball technique to test the vitality in her body, and sighed for a long time: "Thanks to Uncle Zhong......"

Not knowing what to think, she blinked, hesitated, and went out the door, towards the town market.

After more than three months in Sangtian Town, she had to walk around with her mother when she came to rent a house and purchase life, but she was not really familiar with the whole town.

At this moment, the girl is walking on the street, looking east and west with a pair of big eyes, and listening in all directions.

Not long after, passing by a tea shed, she heard the name of 'Zhong Yan', stepped forward to call for a bowl of tea, and listened carefully, the girl's eyes widened, and her face was colorful.

An hour later.

When Wu Shuang returned home, Meng Zhilei immediately walked out of the room and asked, "Shuang'er, are you going...... Breakthrough?! ”

"Yes, mother!"

The girl stepped forward quickly and said happily: "I am in the same situation as you!" ”

Meng Zhilei grabbed her daughter's hand, looking relieved and extremely happy: "Okay, good ......"

Wu Shuang hurriedly said: "Mother, Uncle Zhong is really amazing!" ”

Meng Zhilei was stunned: "You saw him again?" ”

Wu Shuang hurriedly pulled his mother to sit down, and crackled the news he heard from the two teahouses and wine shops.

"Master Zhong is very famous in Qingyang City, and he has a good relationship with all forces......"

"Uncle Zhong used to be a master of Qingyang Hu, who destroyed a martial arts family and a family of cultivating immortals, and was called 'Qingyang Fierce Ape'......"

"Uncle Zhong married a personal disciple of the Seven Peaks of the Huoyun Sect, and there are more than 30 concubines in the mansion, and now he is going to marry the Shunyi Ding family......"

"By the way, mother, Uncle Zhong has a younger sister? What is it called Zhong Xi, his appearance is overwhelming, unparalleled in the world, and he is said to be more beautiful than a fairy descending to earth......"

Meng Zhilei's face was also colorful and changeable when she heard this, especially for the more than thirty concubines, she felt incredible, and couldn't help but secretly wonder, could she be so bad that she couldn't get into the eyes of her senior brother in the first place.

Wu Shuang continued: "However, it seems that it is rumored outside that Master Zhong is a ninth-level qi refiner, and the foundation building has failed. ”

Meng Zhilei's eyes flashed, and she said seriously: "Shuang'er, the fact that your uncle is a foundation building monk can't be passed on, he may have his own ideas and arrangements. ”

Wu Shuang smiled: "We don't know anyone here, who to pass it on." ”

Meng Zhilei nodded secretly, but she was suspicious in her heart, remembering that Zhong Yan was an orphan and had no sister, but there was a sister-in-law named Zhou Yun.

Wu Shuang blinked, looked at his mother and said, "Mother, why don't we move to Qingyang, with the relationship between you and Uncle Zhong, you can still have a care." ”

Meng Zhilei pursed her lips and hesitated.

Wu Shuang said again: "I met that 'Hu Mule' just now, and he looked at me with bad intentions. ”

"Did he talk to you?" Meng Zhilei's face changed slightly, 'Hu Mule' was the monk who introduced the rent, from a small family of cultivators in Sangtian Town.

Wu Shuang shook his head: "Not really, but his gaze at me is uncomfortable, mother, we still have some spirit stones, it is more beneficial to go to Qingyang to rent a small courtyard with a cultivation room, and Qingyang is much safer than this." ”

The development of Qingyang and the establishment of Fang City have also led to a rise in housing prices in the city.

For example, the small courtyard that Yu Qingyao once rented, originally two spirit stones a year, has now increased tenfold, asking for twenty yuan.

Meng Zhilei thought about it in her heart and said, "I want to think about it." ”

For the mother and daughter, it is indeed more appropriate to settle in Qingyang for cultivation.

However, she always felt uncomfortable in her heart, for fear that if she met Zhong Yan again in the future, she would make the other party misunderstand that she had something to ask for.

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