As the two walked into the council hall, all the monks fell silent, and the more than thirty foundation building monks were silent, all looking at the two with respectful expressions.

One of the two knots was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, followed by a beautiful woman of twenty-seven or eight, and an old man in a black robe, with a majestic look on his face.

Han Yu's eyes had a hint of discoloration, and he also knew that beautiful woman, who was the "Senior Sister Jing" of the Chuan Gong Pavilion!

He still remembers very well the fact that he and Wu Feng performed the Zhou Gong ceremony in the Chuangong Pavilion back then, because he also took Wu Feng's token that time.

I just don't know where that kid is now, if he doesn't die, I'll find an opportunity to send him on his way.

"Uncle Jing, Uncle Song, all the foundation building monks I sent now have arrived. Others are still fighting in the wasteland, and they will not return until ten days later. The old man surnamed Yu said respectfully to the two.

"After working hard, Master Yu's nephew has enough manpower. Senior Brother Song, what do you see?" the purple-robed old man asked the monk next to him.

The old man in the black Xuan robe, his eyes swept around below, and he coughed lightly, and the foundation building monks below lowered their heads and listened respectfully.

"Since you're all here, I'm not going to talk nonsense. ”

"The monks with flying swords all come with me, and the others stay here to listen to Senior Brother Jing arrange other matters. ”

After saying this, the old man fixed his gaze on the yellow-faced monk not far away.

The yellow-faced monk was slightly stunned and stood up.

Before the other monks could figure out what was going on, they were constantly named by the old man in Chinese clothes, and most of the monks present.

After waiting for the people, the Elder Jiedan walked to the side by himself.

The group of people didn't understand what was going on, and they were a little uneasy, but they still followed honestly.

Seeing everyone disappear, the remaining three focused their eyes on Elder Jing.

Elder Jing watched everyone fly away, and then his expression remained unchanged and said, "Senior Nephew Bai, Senior Nephew Wei, I brought a few sword techniques from inside the door, and I will look for me at night to see which one is suitable." ”

"Thank you, Elder Jing!" the two of them showed joy and thanked each other.

"Alright, you guys go back first. The purple-robed old man waved his hand and said.

After the two respectfully retreated, there were only three people left in the main hall.

"Senior nephew Han, come with me. The purple-robed middle-aged man glanced at Han Yu and walked back with Jing Huan.

Han Yu's heart was full of doubts, but he still obediently followed.

When I came to the living room at the back, I found him sipping a cup of fragrant tea.

"Han Yu, you don't have to be so restrained, I came to you to be a matchmaker. Uncle Jing glanced at Han Yu a few times, nodded with satisfaction and said. Han Yu was shocked when he heard this, but he was a little uneasy in his heart.

"Uncle Jing, now that the enemy is present, my nephew has no intention of looking for a Taoist partner. Han Yu gritted his teeth and directly came to a tactful refusal.

"It's a good thing that my nephew doesn't have to refuse so quickly. You and Jing Huan are the same generation, and you have had a few encounters. I intend for you and her to form a good relationship and become a dual cultivation couple. Uncle Jing frowned slightly, but said slowly.

"Double cultivators?" Han Yu was slightly stunned, and glanced at the beautiful woman standing next to him, and inevitably felt a little disgust in his heart.

"How is it? This is a rare good thing! Although Jing Huan is only refining his qi perfectly, he marries you as a wife, and there are some things that can help you with something. Your current cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, and now you are still confused about the late stage of breakthrough, as long as you can achieve good things, I can help you enter the late stage of foundation building. Uncle Jing said with a smile.

For him, the temptation to break through the late stage is very great, and Han Yu is likely to agree. A few days ago, when he was chatting in another Jiedan Cave Mansion, he said that they had sent a fierce man from Edgeworth, who had stayed in the wasteland for a year and a half, and had killed thirty-eight demon monks.

When he returned to the cave mansion, he still asked people to investigate, only Han Yu returned in the near future, and this kind of thing can't be wrong.

This is married to Jing Huan, Han Yu is also a member of the Jing family, and when the dowry comes, he will be asked to kill the magic weapon obtained by the demon monks, so that the strength of all the monks of the Jing family can go up to a higher level.

"But the disciple has never thought about double cultivation, and he and Senior Sister Jing only know each other. Besides, there are so many young talents in the Edgeworth Sect, and their appearance and qualifications are far above those of their disciples, so they are not as good as their uncles." Han Yu said stiffly, but when he saw Uncle Jing's face turn cold, he couldn't help but swallow the words in his stomach.

Jing Huan walked into the back hall and kept frowning and thinking, this pock-faced monk always felt that he had seen it somewhere, and his appearance was vaguely familiar.

"Hehe, don't you want to come to Master Han's nephew to look down on it? Although Jing Huan is only refining Qi perfectly, she shows off her outside Huizhong, Lan Zhi is heartbroken, and she is looking for my Jing family to say that the matchmaker is about to break the threshold, and there are many teachers and nephews in the foundation building period, but I have not been willing to let go. Don't miss the opportunity, you have to think about it. Uncle Jing said in a somewhat cold voice.

"Since you have broken through the threshold of your Jing family, you have found a young talent to marry, what are you doing for me?" Han Yu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"That's it, when you give birth to an heir, you don't need to change your surname when you enter my Jing family, if you have good qualifications, our Jing family will focus on training. Seeing that Han Yu hadn't answered yet, Uncle Jing promised again.

Hearing this, Han Yu's heart sneered.

Thinking of this Senior Sister Jing's affair with Wu Feng, he was uncomfortable, and he stayed away from it during the Qi refining period, and avoided it if he could. If you really marry this woman into the door, you don't know how many hats you have to wear on your head.

Han Yu himself was very disgusted with the matter of double cultivation. The consciousness in his words had already expressed his refusal, but this Uncle Jing still refused to give up and was still persecuting.

Han Yu was thinking in his heart that this Jiedan Ancestor must have taken a fancy to him as a person, and forced him to marry him in order to make him rich.

Han Yu would never agree to such a ridiculous thing, this woman used to know Wu Feng, and marrying her was even more disgusting than eating.

Thinking of this, Han Yu no longer hesitated, and said calmly: "The disciple didn't have the idea of looking down on Senior Sister Jing, but he was just not psychologically prepared. Please also ask your uncle to marry her sister to her intended Ruyi Langjun, maybe there will be a better candidate than the disciple. ”

After Han Yu finished speaking, he only heard a soft click, the porcelain cup in his hand had turned into powder, and Uncle Jing's face was already frosty.

"It seems that my nephew took what I just said as a fart, I called you over just to make a good thing, and you won't give me this face? Could it be that our Han Da Monk looks down on me and the Jing family can't do it?" Uncle Jing shouted at him to change his title, and his words were full of threats.

"Forcing me to marry?"

Han Yu was full of bitterness when he heard this, and secretly complained in his heart. He had secretly decided in his heart that if he really forced him to be in a hurry, he would flee from the Sword Sect, and it would be a big deal that the flying sword would not be refined....

That's right?

Flying Sword!

Han Yu's face became relaxed, and he said respectfully: "This matter allows me to enlighten the master, as long as his old man agrees, I will never say anything." ”

These words eased the atmosphere in the living room, and Uncle Jing relaxed slightly, and said with a smile: "I will explain to Master Hong's nephew, so I don't need you to go to the court." ”

"Uncle Shi, you misunderstood, the disciple's master is not Senior Brother Hong. Han Yu said calmly.

Uncle Jing poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and said, "Oh, which senior brother is it?"

"Uncle Jing, the disciple's master is Ling Lao Zu. Han Yu gritted his teeth and said.

Han Yu's soft words made Jing Huan and Uncle Jing a little dumbfounded, and the teacup in their mouths fell to the ground and shattered.

Uncle Jing didn't expect that Han Yu would actually have a relationship with the only ancestor of the Yuanying, and he was also involved. However, when he thought about it, this foundation building monk and the Yuan Infant Ancestor couldn't see each other at all, could it be that this person was using lies to scold him?