The night was slightly cool, Gu Piaopiao was sitting on the stone bench under the window, and was studying the score in his hand.

Tingfeng sat on the ground and stared blankly at her.

Gu Piaopiao raised his eyes and glanced at Tingfeng.

Hearing the wind, he smiled brightly: "Recently, Heng Zhenjun came to choose the Ding furnace, nominally to choose a maid, and tell you cautiously, don't show up, in case I see you, I'm afraid I can't be good!"

Gu Piaopiao smiled: "Ding Furnace General Election, even if you don't say it, I won't participate, but you said that this Ding Furnace Meeting, if you don't go to join in the fun, wouldn't it be boring." ”

Tingfeng smiled slightly: "With the cultivation of Taoist friends, even if you don't go, you won't be able to see it!"

Gu Piaopiao: "I'm not as capable as you say!"

On the third day of the ninth lunar month, a round of red sun rose in the early morning, and it was quiet outside the glass pavilion, and dozens of guests came one after another in a moment, basically low-key, and none of them were noisy and luxurious.

At this moment, in the distant sky, a 100-meter-long light boat flew very solemn, looking from afar, several richly dressed men, standing on the boat, looking around, talking and laughing.

Early in the morning, people came and went, and the chief steward of the Glass Pavilion, Granny Yao, changed into a new but simple dress, stood in front of the door with a smile like a chrysanthemum, and greeted the guests.

Sui Qingli Pavilion male art manager, at this moment, a serious face is behind Granny Yao.

Granny Yao glanced at Sui Qing in vain: "Be happy!"

Sui Qing nodded, and a faint smile appeared on his face for a moment.

As for the female art steward of the Lige to listen to the wind, she arranged all the beauties in the women's pavilion, playing and singing, and prepared people to present a wave of talents, so as to win the favor of the gold owner.

A light boat flew from the sky, which could not be ignored, and suddenly a pure white carriage burst out of the ground, covered with flowers and leaves, and three sturdy unicorns, galloping on the road.

The two of them came to the door of the Glaze Pavilion one after the other.

The light boat landed in front, and several young men with extraordinary temperaments walked down from it, looking at their appearance, they were not very old, but in the cultivation realm, they never looked at their age by their appearance.

A man in the middle, this guy is so beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a blue and white robe, and his temperament is unique, this person is Liheng Zhenjun, three hundred and eighty years old.

On the carriage of the unicorn behind him, a man also came down, this guy was extravagant, wearing a purple and gold glazed robe, wearing the best crown jade, stepping on white jade boots, and a blue flower pendant on his waist.

The facial features are upright, that is, the ears are a little bigger, and a gust of wind blows through the fan, looking at its age, I don't know how much it is, but this revealed cultivation is in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Got out of the unicorn carriage, one left and one right, holding two beauties with their own merits, giggling and laughing.

Looking at Granny Yao's face was a little distorted: "He's this! He's this!" This is not Ximen Yan, the little ancestor of Ximen Daozong, why did he come, this person is extremely difficult to deal with, and he is very picky about women, it is said that he also smashed a Dinglu club last year, disgusted with the ugliness of other girls, disgusted with him, this master is not good at coping, he is here to smash the field!

This mother-in-law Yao hurriedly greeted the main lord who came today, Liheng Zhenjun

Granny Yao: "My lord has come to our Lige from thousands of miles away, and the guest room has been arranged!"

Liheng frowned and nodded.

Granny Yao hurriedly glanced at Sui Qing

Sui Qing smiled faintly: "A few people, please come with me." ”

Li Heng waved his hand, took back the magic weapon Qingzhou, lifted his robe and entered the courtyard with everyone, with a shabby look in his eyes, slightly disappointed, can you choose a good Ding furnace here!

The little ancestor of the Xishan Sect, who was looking at it, followed and walked over.

Granny Yao hurriedly greeted her enthusiastically, three points more enthusiastic than Heng Zhenjun

Ximen Yan looked Granny Yao up and down with a look of disgust: "Call a few beautiful women to come and accompany me!"

Granny Yao smiled and hurriedly joked: "Girl in our small place, the old woman is worried that she won't be able to get into your eyes!"

Ximen Yan smiled ruffianly: "Old woman, you fool me, Benjun has long heard that there are three beauties in Lige, Dawn, Cold Moon, and Si Rao, they are all peerless beauties!"

One after another, a few more guests nodded their heads.

Granny Yao turned her head to look at Ximen Yan with a bitter face and said, "Daojun, how dare the old woman fool you, please come in!"

Ximen Yan smiled and hugged the beauty into the glass pavilion, suppressing the fire in his heart and not looking for trouble for the time being, so as not to frighten the beauty.

Lige ushered in one hundred and twenty-one men today, the lowest cultivation is also the Jindan period, and the highest is Liheng Zhenjun, who is in the middle stage of cultivation.

During the day, everyone is arranged to rest for a day or two, and the wine and food are served, of course, staying in the male arts.

Night, it's night, all the female artists are boiling, everyone wants to fight for the favor of Heng Zhenjun, and the Ding furnace is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, who doesn't want to sit on that person.

Night, Lige, the protective barrier of the female artist opened.

All the monks entered the women's art one by one, basically there was no feeling of a vicious tiger pounced, and they were polite and polite on their faces, so they didn't know what was going on inside.

However, in addition to the Ximen banquet alone, while walking, he disliked the female cultivator he met in every way, so it was better to take his own woman out to take his own woman out to take care of his eyes, this woman in the Lige Pavilion is too cheesy, and the beauty has no soul.

However, I still have some expectations for the three beauties of the top brand of Lige.

Besides, this is not very good for Heng Zhenjun's face, and his mother is worried that after a hundred years, no one will take care of him, so she proposes to take a concubine, and as for marrying a wife, she will not consider it for the time being.

The men who came with him were all from a sect to join in the fun, their faces were full of interest, and they looked bored, and they flicked their sleeves and separated from everyone, planning to walk around.

As everyone knows, this scene was stared at by a pair of dark eyes.

Han Yue, one of the three golden flowers of Lige, looked at it in her eyes, and subconsciously pondered how to have a chance encounter, she was absolutely confident in her appearance.

This Ximen Yan saw that Liheng Zhenjun had separated from the army, and subconsciously followed, he might as well take a look at other people's interesting stories, and he thought so in his heart.

Besides, Han Chen was dressed in a plain white robe, with one hand behind his back, and entered the women's art, wanting to find Gu Piaopiao's trace, but there were too many girls in the women's arts, and they were all flattering and rushed to Han Chen's side, which was annoying.

looked around in the female arts, carrying a brocade mouse, but did not see Gu Piaopiao's figure.

Because the smell of rouge gouache wafting around was too strong, the brocade rat couldn't tell which direction Gu Piaopiao was in when he looked for the smell.

Han Chen grabbed the female art steward the next moment and listened to the wind and asked, and Tingfeng smiled slightly: "We will meet if we are fated!"

Han Chen's face sank as he said this, and he disappeared in place the next moment.

Because the brocade mouse disappeared, it ran in one direction at a high speed.

Where did this Gu Piaopiao go, it turned out that he went to the library of female artists and was looking through a book.

The space was distorted, and the next moment Han Chen appeared in front of her.

Gu Piaopiao looked up at Han Chen without makeup, and raised a big little face: "You're here!"

Han Chen looked at her coldly, and the next moment Gu Piaopiao disappeared in place.