"This is the little junior sister, it is really a female college eighteen changes, the powder is greasy and crispy, the wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, I don't know who can be worthy of the junior sister. ”

"That...... Last year, on the occasion of the "Thousand Faced Flower King" White Peony Appreciation Banquet, Shizun invited all factions of strange people and strange people and immortal cultivators to gather together to recruit talents and sons-in-law for the junior sister, and the second junior brother stood out from dozens of challengers and won the first place," Zhang Lingxiao's tone was full of sourness, I don't know if it was because of the loss of this wonderful person or because of the loss of the future position of the Taiping Palace.

"Congratulations to the junior sister for a good match, and the third senior brother will make up for a big gift later. ”

"Third Senior Brother, don't bother so much and wait for another eight months to send me," Zhang Lingshuang stroked her lower abdomen and cheeks were slightly red, with a hint of shyness.

"Haha, haha, it's really joy from the sky, our Taiping Palace will usher in the birth of a new little life, congratulations, congratulations," Zhang Lingyun smiled and didn't know how to express his joy, circled around the little junior sister twice, and finally patted the little junior sister's forehead like when he was a child.

"Third Senior Brother, people are already adults," Zhang Lingshuang pulled down his senior brother's hand, looked around and saw no one else before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, I'm too casual," Zhang Lingyun looked embarrassed and consciously took a few steps back.

"Senior Sister Lingshuang, you are now a double body, you should pay more attention to rest," Zhang Lingxiao spoke in time to ease the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene, Zhang Lingshuang bowed to the two and retreated silently.

"Is Senior Brother Ling Yu not good to Little Senior Sister?" Zhang Lingyun was very strange, why did the always lively and cheerful Little Senior Sister care so much about those red tapes, what happened in just half a year.

"They are very affectionate, but Ling Yu cares too much about the little junior sister...... Zhang Lingxiao wanted to speak but didn't know whether to continue.

"Senior brother, are we brothers who have lived and died together, what do you have to say, multiple people may find a way to turn around!"

"Prince Yishen, I only came here this time to build an observation tower here, and I didn't want us to go down the mountain to assist the officers and soldiers in the battle, and Senior Brother Ling Yu actually crossed the master and directly found Prince Yishen, the two didn't know what to talk about, Prince Yishen actually canonized Senior Brother Ling Yu as the general of the Eastern March, and he could directly command and deploy the five thousand personal soldiers under the command of Prince Yishen. ”

"Senior brother, this is a good thing, we have official positions ourselves, and we can take care of each other in the future, why do you look so sad?"

"Hey~, let's be honest, Prince Yishen dictated, all the Taoist priests in our Taiping Palace obeyed the orders of Senior Brother Ling Yu," Zhang Lingxiao exhaled deeply as if relieved.

"This ...... , Could it be that Elder Shizun also needs to listen to the second senior brother, right?" Zhang Lingyun made up for it, Shizun blew his beard and stared at him helplessly, raised his hand to support his forehead, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the urge to laugh.

"You guessed it right, the little junior sister is really in a dilemma during this time, if it weren't for the fact that the master was afraid of the junior sister's double body, Senior Brother Ling Yu would not be able to be so lively. ”

"Hehe, with the cold and arrogant personality of the master, it is a miracle that the second senior brother can get out of bed for half a year....... ”

"Hey~, you don't know our suffering, third junior brother! Now the senior brothers don't dare to show their faces in front of the master, for fear that if they say something wrong, they will suffer from the disaster of the pond fish. ”

"When, when, when....... ”

"Senior brother, third senior brother, the meal is ready," Zhang Lingzhi's honest and calm voice sounded with the knock on the door.

"Come on, come on," Zhang Lingyun pushed open the door with an arrow step, and the smell overflowed, "Grunt, grunt," Zhang Lingyun's stomach rang unconsciously.

"Haha, haha, the third senior brother hasn't been back for a long time, let's try the progress of the junior brother's craft?" Zhang Lingzhi put down the trays floating in the air one by one, and presented the delicious food with good color and fragrance in front of several people.

"Oh, I'll go, Senior Brother Ling Zhi, this squirrel osmanthus fish is sweet and sour and melts in your mouth, and this white jade tofu soup is delicious...... Zhang Lingyun unceremoniously feasted, and the words of praise came out one after another, and the junior and younger brothers who said it were embarrassed, so they could only laugh innocently on the side.

"I heard that the second junior brother is back?" A high-pitched and loud voice came from a distance, and Zhang Lingyu's figure flashed in front of several people.

"I'm ...... "Zhang Lingyun fell to the ground with a spirit chicken leg, "The second senior brother's use of this magic talisman is amazing, powerful, powerful," Zhang Lingyun's sudden words of praise made the three of them stunned, and they didn't know whether he was praising or disparaging.

"Ahem~, don't I miss the third junior brother, I hurried over as soon as I heard that you were back," Zhang Lingyu smiled all over his face, giving people the illusion that a weasel was giving a chicken a New Year's greeting.

"Senior brother, I am old and pitiful in the mountains, I have no clothes and food for several years, I just came out and wanted to find some delicious comfort to comfort myself, and I thought that when I was full, I would go to congratulate the second senior brother on his wedding," Zhang Lingyun saw a trace of dissatisfaction in the eyes of the second senior brother, and hurriedly said his thoughts.

"Alas~, they are all their own brothers, so polite to do it," Zhang Lingyu's expression gradually returned to his usual cold appearance.

"Senior brother is in such a hurry, could it be that something happened?" Zhang Lingxiao hadn't seen the second junior brother visit for a long time, and when he saw the second junior brother returning to normal, he curiously asked about his intentions.

"Prince Yishen heard that the young and handsome Zhang Lingyun is back, and he will hold a banquet in the Shangqing Palace to entertain the third junior brother," Zhang Lingyu smiled kindly, making it impossible to see his true thoughts.

"Lingyun He De, how can he let Prince Yishen set up a banquet to entertain him, Xiao Yu is very honored, and he will definitely go to the appointment on time," Zhang Lingyun was neither humble nor arrogant, and he clasped his fists and saluted.

"Senior brother, senior brother, I still have some things to do, and we will talk about the old brother later," Zhang Lingyu didn't stay for a long time when he got the answer he wanted, and his figure disappeared like a gust of wind.

"Senior brother, you just came back and you still don't know that Prince Yishen, although he doesn't understand the method of cultivation, but he has recruited a group of strange people to serve by his side, don't you want to summon the disaster of killing when you are talking about the future!" Zhang Lingxiao straightened the shoulders of the third junior brother and solemnly instructed.

"Okay, I'm not a child anymore, I know what to say and what not to say, I want to take a rest first and take care of Prince Yishen at night," Zhang Lingyun patted his chest to ensure that he was okay, so that the two of them could relax.

Night is approaching, the breeze gently blows through the ginkgo trees in the courtyard of the Shangqing Palace, and the branches and leaves moving with the wind are reflected in the artificial pond on the side, and a sparkling beauty comes into view.

The young man dressed in a green shirt and python robe under the tree was looking thoughtfully at the water and muttering to himself, as if there was infinite melancholy pressing on his heart, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he found that Zhang Lingyun, who was standing outside the courtyard, instantly changed his demeanor without anger and self-authority, with the unique arrogance of the superior.

"Zhang Lingyun, the third disciple of the Lower Taiping Palace, came to the banquet at the invitation of Prince Yishen," Zhang Lingyun took a few steps forward and bowed, his eyes bright and clean, revealing an aura, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

The young man did not answer, with a teasing look, his two eyes kept turning on Zhang Lingyun, Zhang Lingyun was stared at by the blue-robed man for a long time, and he was a little upset and irritable, and turned around and crossed him and went directly to the inner hall.

"I want to see if you have the ability to do this," the young man finally spoke, but with a hint of warning.

The corners of the young man's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but swallowed it, and stared at Zhang Lingyun's face carefully, Zhang Lingyun stared at the young man with an inexplicable sense of crisis, and secretly pinched out the magic talisman in his hand and slapped it on himself, ready to guard against any actions that the young man made against him.

The young man smiled slightly, took out a dark sign from his arms, held it tightly in his hand and drew an unknown figure on it with his fingertips, the dark brand in the palm of the young man's palm emitted a faint light, and a wave of spiritual power fluctuated along his palm and changed all over the body, when the young man opened his palm again, the dark brand turned into a strange rune and passed away in the palm of his hand.

The young man's eyes were sharp with a hint of chill, but he found that Zhang Lingyun in front of him had already withdrawn far away from the kung fu he had just transformed his spiritual power, and turned around and left a back to float away into the distance under his gaze.

"Hmph~, this is the young talent in the mouth of the prince, retreating from the battle is simply a wreck," the young man scolded casually, and couldn't help but secretly mourn in his heart, just such a person who is a hanger can enter the door of cultivating immortals, why is he a person with a firm heart who has no chance of the avenue, and God is simply blind.

When the young man was secretly unhappy, he was confronted by a gentleman dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a golden dragon pattern embroidered on his cuffs, and walked towards the young man with his entourage.

"Sima Hongyun, that young man was waiting for you in the woods not far away, but you felt sorry for yourself here. ”

"This ...... , Prince Yishen, my subordinates are going to meet the little fart boy who behaves strangely," Sima Hongyun bowed, turned around and chased out in the direction where Zhang Lingyun had gone.

The entourage beside the boy in brocade raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, the look of appreciation in his eyes was undisguised, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a playful smile, his fingers kept changing postures, and the wisps of invisible energy where Zhang Lingyun was standing just now vibrated and gradually transformed into a huge spiritual power that was withdrawn into the body by the entourage, and the two people around him did not notice it in the slightest during the whole process.

"Xiao Yuzi, it's just a little minion on the left side of the door, as for scaring you to run away in a hurry?"

Zhang Lingyun originally wanted to leave, since people didn't take him seriously, he didn't need to put a hot face on other people's cold butts, but when he walked to the woods, he was stopped by Chiyan.

"Stupid big man, you don't understand the powerful relationship in the middle, no matter how powerful my cultivation is, as long as people are still in the mortal realm for a day, they will be bound by the rule of this emperor, and when they see the emperor's relatives and relatives, they still have to bow down and be small. ”

"Hehe, as if you're at ease now,"