Lin Xuanzhen didn't have much ill feeling towards Nan Shujing, at most he felt that he couldn't help but be in a hurry, but he would never help him pursue Senior Sister An.

Not adding more frustration to him is already her greatest tolerance.

Hearing this, Nan Shujing toasted Lin Xuanzhen with a glass of wine to show his gratitude, and then turned around and returned to his position with the eyes of the Chu Pavilion Lord and the Bai Shaomeng Lord.

In the next birthday celebration, Nan Shujing was absent-minded throughout the whole process, and almost called the wrong name when he said a congratulatory message to Chen Susu.

The cultivator has a long life, and Chen Susu's three-hundred-year-old birthday does not have to be so grand.

But this day also happened to be the first hundred years of Qiu Buzhi and Chen Susu's concentric agreement.

In this kind of large-scale social event, each sect or family defaults to show the strength of the new generation, so as to take this opportunity to communicate more with several major sects that are not usually touched.

And Qiu Buzhi also wants to correct the name of Qiu Zhengyang, the young city lord, today, determine the identity of his heir, and introduce him to all Taoist friends, so that he is familiar.

If he could, Qiu Buzhi wanted to take the opportunity to entrust Yunhe City directly to Qiu Zhengyang.

In this way, he and Su Su can concentrate on "cultivating" and not be separated for a moment.

Qiu Buzhi was dissatisfied in his heart, but he hated Qiu Zhengyang for not being motivated, and it was only the early stage of Jindan so far.

He didn't remember at all that when he was eighteen years old, he was only in the middle of Jindan, and he had grown up in Zizimen since he was a child.

After the people from various large and small sects and Xiuzhen families sent congratulatory gifts one by one, Qiu Bufu expressed his gratitude to the people present, and then pointed to the handsome young man who was ten zhang away from them, not to mention that he thought he was a servant.

"This is my son Qiu Zhengyang. He is a pure yang physique golden spirit root, and now he is worshipping under the seat of Jian Wufang, the master of the Heavenly Thunder Gate Sword Hall, as a personal disciple. All thanks to my wife!"

Qiu Buzhi did not hide his infatuation in front of everyone, looked at Chen Susu beside him affectionately, and once again sighed: "Susu, the son you gave birth to is great!"

Chen Susu smiled, only embarrassed, but knew in his heart the meaning of Qiu Buyi's words.

Don't regenerate it in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that Master Mu Xuan couldn't be contacted for nearly a hundred years, and there was no way to refine that Absolute Son Pill, Qiu Zhengyang would not have been born.

In this way, Master Mu Xuan is really Qiu Zhengyang's reborn parents!

Qiu Bufu put away his cranky thoughts, and instructed with a little jealousy: "Zhengyang, show your mother your current swordsmanship, so that she will be happy." ”

This is what he promised Chen Susu to let her "take a good look" of her son.

Ask him to say, "What's there to see?"

It's better to look at Qiu Zhengyang than to look at him, compared to the image of a monk when he first met, how heroic he is now when he has hair!

Qiu Zhengyang pursed his lips, obviously a little unhappy, but on this kind of day, he could only force a smile.

In the past eighteen years, he has also recognized a fact that it is impossible to get the approval of Qiu Buzhi and Chen Susu.

They are a family, and he is the superfluous one.

However, Senior Sister Lin is also there, Qiu Zhengyang believes that as long as he dances the sword well, Senior Sister Lin will definitely praise him.

This time, I used the Ziyang Sword given by Senior Sister Lin to shock the audience with the first style of the newly learned thunder guidance sword technique after apprenticeship-Thunder Guidance!

As soon as Qiu Zhengyang took out the Ziyang Sword, it caused everyone to be amazed, and even Chu Xishi's eyes were fixed on the spirit sword.

With his eyesight, he naturally saw that it was a rare offensive magic weapon of Master Mujin.

This kind of spirit sword with a single function, Master Mu Zhen has refined very little, and it is even more precious.

It is said that the sun-covering sword of the master of the Heavenly Thunder Gate Sword Hall, which is regarded as a treasure, is also refined by Mu Zhen.

Everyone only left envy in their hearts, Tianlei Gate is really generous to the disciples in the door, such a treasure, just send it!

Qiu Zhengyang pulled a sword flower, made a gesture, and looked at Lin Xuanzhen.

After receiving Lin Xuanzhen's encouraging eyes, Qiu Zhengyang took a breath and danced the first form of the thunder sword technique with full concentration.

The dense sword shadow was shrouded like a dark cloud, and the sword light that flashed during it was like thunder, and the Ziyang Sword trembled, faintly humming like a roaring thunder.

Everyone present was on par with Qiu Zhengyang, and they all felt the absolute strength gap in the same realm.

The Tianlei Gate's set of thunder swordsmanship is also one of the famous moves of the founding patriarch Lei Fan.

Lei Fan used this thunder sword technique to clear the miasma and poisonous mist raging in Zhongzhou, and killed the murderous and bloodthirsty demon beasts, so as to open up the ruins of the broken wall where the mountain gate of Tianleimen was located.

After hundreds of years of renovation, it gradually had the current scale of Tianlei Gate.

Although it is very famous, everyone has almost no chance to see it, and it is just a rumor.

Now seeing Qiu Zhengyang dancing the thunder sword technique, surrounded by thunder and lightning, in addition to amazement, he is still amazed.

Qiu Zhengyang is just a Jindan period of cultivation, and he can already have such an effect, you can imagine how earth-shattering it must be for Patriarch Lei Fan to use this thunder sword technique!

Only Qiu Buzhi was a little entangled, he was happy and proud of Qiu Zhengyang, who fused the blood of himself and his beloved wife, and he was unhappy that his beloved wife's attention was attracted.

After the dance, after Qiu Zhengyang put away his sword and stood still, he turned his head to look at Lin Xuanzhen, his eyes were full of "asking for praise".

Lin Xuanzhen was also fascinated by the flow of the swordsmanship for a while, and thought that he had seen his senior brother Lei Tianshu.

In the past, after the master ascended, she was left alone on the Five Thunder Peak, and the senior brother would occasionally come and send her a storage bag of spiritual food.

After that, he would show her this thunder sword dance from afar.

Perhaps because of the environmental impact of her life in her previous life, she didn't quite understand the swordsmanship of the cultivation realm, and the swordsmanship she practiced was only a bluffing shelf.

It's not at all like alchemy and alchemy, which are handy and self-taught.

And the senior brother was silent about her, she only remembered that the senior brother was surrounded by thunderclouds and thunder and lightning at that time, and the appearance was quite good-looking.

It wasn't until Qiu Zhengyang looked at her earnestly that she came back to her senses.

"Senior Brother Qiu's swordsmanship has improved a lot, keep up the good work!" Lin Xuan really meant and praised it.

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin!" Qiu Zhengyang replied very neatly, the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed, and he didn't even remember that his parents were still there.

Qiu Bufu didn't recognize the Xuanyi female cultivator in front of him at all as the senior sister of the Tianlei Sect.

He had already received a notice from his son, and knew that it was a female cultivator in Tianlei Sect who had a close relationship with the senior sister and took a lot of care of Qiu Zhengyang, so he was naturally very polite.

"Lin Xiaoyou praised it falsely, this is all thanks to my wife, of course, it is inseparable from the cultivation of Tianlei Gate!"

And Chu Xishi's expression changed slightly, and his eyes when he looked at Qiu Shaocheng Lord were extremely sharp.

This Qiu Zhengyang is less than eighteen years old, full of vitality, does the senior sister like such a fresh and tender boy?

Chu Xishi touched his smooth and tight face, and denied his guess.

After all, he is also only twenty years old.