The seventh day of October

Wu is not subject to the field, and the owner of the land is ominous. If you don't weep, you will mourn the Lord.

Appropriate: sacrifice, consecration, alliance, acceptance, marriage, burial, removal of clothes, moving, burial, and erection of monuments

Don't: open the market, trade, break the ground, and make a stove

Ding Sishi

The imperial capital, the southeast side, is a continuous group, carved beams and painted buildings, the golden and brilliant Jade Prince's Mansion, at this time, the lights are colorful, the guests are full of doors, maids, servants, housekeepers, all busy feet do not touch the ground.

Today is the day of the marriage of the national teacher Long Yin Zhenren, and since he has no place to live for the time being, the place to entertain the guests is set at the mansion of his friend Prince Yu.

The grandmaster is like a dragon, Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, and the Optimus Pillar of the Great Gate School, such a character is naturally what everyone wants to stutter. Anyone who has a little face in the imperial capital either comes to the door to congratulate them in person, or sends people to send precious gifts.

"Brother Jiang is willing to borrow the palace to hold a ceremony for me to accept the Taoist couple!

Wearing a pure white robe, the ethereal breath of Long Yin Zhenren politely scolded Jiang Yaokun.

"You're welcome! It's my pleasure to help you!"

Jiang Yaokun, who was wearing a luxurious brocade robe and had a majestic bearing on weekdays, was smiling at this time, and his posture was very low, like a junior.

There is no end to learning, and those who reach are the first!

Although the seniority cannot be messed up, the respect that should be there must be is no less!

After breaking through the grandmaster, he was reborn, and in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, he was like a successful tribulation, and he turned into an immortal, and he was no longer a mortal!

When dealing with immortals, naturally you can't talk about the rules of mortals!

Under Jiang Yaokun's deliberate flattery, the two talked and laughed, and talked happily.

"Master, Lord Wang, the hour has come!" He Chengkong walked quickly to the two of them, bowed and saluted.

"Well, Brother Jiang, please!" said Long Yin politely.

"Real person please!"

The two were polite to each other, and Long Yin Zhenren took half a step forward and walked with Jiang Yaokun to the garden where the ceremony was held.

"How is Miss Liu's preparations?" asked Long Yin Zhenren as he walked to He Chengkong, who was beside him.

"It's ready! Senior Brother Chengfeng has already brought someone to invite!"

"That's good!" said Long Yin Zhenren with a nod.

"Brother Jiang, I don't know how Master Liu is doing? If you don't appear, it won't look good!"

Long Yin Zhenren turned his head and asked Jiang Yaokun with a smile.

"Don't worry, since he has already agreed, he won't dare to go back! A literati who has no power to restrain a chicken can be worshiped by a real person, which is a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes!"

Jiang Yaokun patted his ass with righteous words.

He spared no effort to help Long Yin Zhenren, if the other party's Grandmaster was in identity and past friendships, and more importantly, Long Yin Zhenren promised to pass on to him his own secret method to break through the Grandmaster.

The Daqian royal family does not lack peerless magic skills, nor does it lack secret methods, but there are not many useful to Jiang Yaokun. And the secret method of the dragon yin real person just happened to be useful to him, and if he got it, it could increase his chances of breaking through.

The reason why he became friends with each other back then, the two had similar exercises, and they wanted to confirm each other, which was also an important reason.

For any congenitally perfect martial artist, this kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is hard to find, and Jiang Yaokun naturally has to spare no effort.

Another reason is that Long Yin Zhenren agreed to become the national teacher of Daqian, which is equivalent to becoming a guest secretary of the royal family and worshipping elders, and the Kunlun faction is also equivalent to becoming an alliance of the imperial court.

When he was about to arrive at the ceremony venue, the grandmaster aura that had been restrained by the dragon yin real person was suddenly released, and the old man's face began to change slowly.

"Real ...... Shh

In Jiang Yaokun's eyes, a magical scene appeared. Long Yin Zhenren's originally thin body swelled like an inflatable ball, his arms, thighs, and arms bulged out perfect muscle outlines, and the bones crackled and crackled, and his body was raised a little higher, and his white hair turned black.

It's just a few breaths.

There was no longer the old man with a childish face and crane hair in front of him, but a middle-aged man with a slender and tall figure and a handsome appearance.

"The little skill of carving insects makes Brother Jiang smile!"

Long Yinzhen, who had regained his breath, said with a smile at Jiang Yaokun.

"The ability of the grandmaster, no matter how many times you see it, it is amazing!" Jiang Yaokun's face showed a look of sincere yearning.

This kind of rejuvenation ability is indeed a small skill for people in the Grandmaster Realm. Due to the perfect fusion of the three of essence, qi and spirit, the grandmaster can already perfectly control the power of qi and blood, as long as he uses qi and blood to stimulate the body's cells, he can easily control the appearance of the human body.

However, this ability to control appearance is not used by grandmasters under normal circumstances, because it will greatly consume the body's qi and blood power, and even affect the body's lifespan.

Generally, only in the case of a battle, in order to maintain a state of total victory, will it be released without restraint.

Long Yin Zhenren obviously knew that the gap between his age and the other party was too big, so he did not hesitate to spend his blood and blood to become what he is now.

The two of them stepped into the venue where the ceremony was held, and the guests gathered from all over immediately cast their eyes.

Most people know Jiang Yaokun, and no one knows the real person of Long Yin who has changed his appearance.

"Who is that middle-aged man, and why did he stand with Prince Yu? Could it be his junior?"

"Can't you see it, Prince Jade, he's too respectful!"

"Prince Yu is congenitally perfect, what young man deserves his respect?

"Do you still need to guess this? It must be the Grandmaster!"

"No wonder so handsome!"

The people who can come here have a lot of forces behind them, and most of them have some understanding of the grandmaster's abilities, and after a little thought, they guessed the identity of the other party.

"In the Wei Shutang of the Lower Wudang Sect, meet the real person of Long Yin!"

A worried man wearing a Tai Chi robe, with a yellow and white face, was the first to get up and meet Long Yin Zhenren.

Wei Shutang is the steward of the Wudang faction in the imperial capital, compared to Song Yifei's original stewardship, I don't know how many times higher, the cultivation is a congenital small success, and he is also well-known in the rivers and lakes. Backed by the Wudang faction, he is also the number one person in the imperial capital.

"Hmm!"

Long Yin Zhenren smiled and nodded, even if it was a greeting.

A congenital martial artist, naturally he is not taken seriously, if it is not for the backing of the Wudang faction, he will not even nod his head, and the price will be dropped.

Wei Shutang didn't feel offended by the other party, and sat back in his seat with a smile on his face.

At this time, the other guests also got up early and said hello one by one.

"In the Xia Lin family, Lin Jinghua, I have seen a real person! A small congratulatory gift, not a tribute!"

An old man with crazy black hair and deep pupils smiled and offered a gift box.

The Lin family is a giant family of Daqian, although the family does not have a grandmaster, but there are as many as five congenital perfections. Some people even speculate that within a few years, the Lin family will have a grandmaster.

Lin Jinghua himself is also a congenital master.

Long Yin Zhenren also nodded and didn't say much.

"Lu Jun, the chief dart head of the Fuyuan Dart Bureau, meet the real person!"

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"Zhu Quanshan, the master of the Iron Sect, meet the real person!"

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"Send Zhang Guangcheng in Xia Kongtong to meet the real person!"

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"Yan Zhenhua, the owner of the Ancient Sword Mountain Villa, meet the real person!"

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The family, the martial arts, the imperial court, I don't know how many important big people, all offered precious gifts.

Except for a few words with a few people, most of them simply nodded.

The banquet was opened, everyone sat down as guests, and the precious dishes and drinks were served up by the handsome maid like flowing water, and they were full in a short time.

The crowd did not move immediately, but sat there with strange expressions on their faces. Because the other protagonist of this banquet has not appeared for a long time.

Long Yin Zhenren looked at He Chengkong beside him with an expressionless face.

The meaning is obvious, why haven't people come yet?

According to the normal process, when he appeared, Liu Qingcian should also appear, and now he can't see anyone after waiting for a long time.

was stared at by Long Yin, and He Chengkong immediately sweated profusely.

Senior brother has always been clever, why did he have a problem at this juncture?

If the master loses face in front of so many people, I am afraid that it will be inevitable to have the skin and flesh bloom in one meal!

He Chengkong was secretly annoyed with Zhuang Chengfeng in his heart.

In this era, the relationship between master and apprentice is extraordinary, and no matter how Long Yin Zhenren beats and scolds them, no one will come out and say a word, because this is the right of the master.

"Master, wait a minute, I'll go and see!"

He Chengkong wiped the sweat from his sideburns, and when he saw Long Yin Zhenren nodding, he immediately turned around and prepared to go to the courtyard where Liu Qingcicada lived.

He had just taken a few steps when an ethereal, but unusual, sound came from afar.

"In the head of the Xia Xiaoyao faction, I wish Long Yin Zhenren an early ascension to Bliss!

Before the words fell, a black shadow flew from a distance like a cannonball, and smashed to the ground with a bang.

It was a young man with blurred flesh and blood, limbs twisted together like a leather ball.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing the appearance of the young man clearly, He Chengkong couldn't help but exclaim.