Chapter 317: The Gate of the Secret Realm Opens

Such a woman.

Even the old-timers who have a strong Dao heart and have practiced for many years can't help but take a second look.

........

Patriarch Feng in the south saw Patriarch Liu looking over, and arched his hand with a smile.

whispered to Cousin Feng beside him:

"See, standing next to Patriarch Liu is her family's beloved daughter. This woman is not only outstanding in appearance, but what is even more rare is that she has studied both the spirit planting technique and the formation, especially the spirit planting technique is very talented, and ........"

Patriarch Feng lowered his voice and said:

"The most important thing is that this woman is not married yet!"

Cousin Feng's face turned red.

Hurriedly bowed his head and said:

"Father, don't talk about it again, I'........ I have already made a marriage with Hualan, and my grandmother has urged you many times to get this marriage done quickly. ”

"You elm head!"

Patriarch Feng was a little angry, but in front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't get angry, so he could only lower his voice and say:

"What's so good about the five girls of the Fu family, it's worth your concern, our Feng family is based on spiritual plants, and Patriarch Liu has hinted at me many times, and I am willing to marry his baby daughter to our Feng family, to marry such a beauty, you are fortunate to have three lives, you still dislike it, let me tell you, that Fu Hualan, I don't like it!"

Cousin Feng couldn't help but be anxious.

But the other party was his father, and he couldn't contradict the other party, so he had to move his grandmother out:

"Father, this family affair is set by my grandmother, and Hualan is empathetic, and is well-known in the Fu clan as a dignified and virtuous lady, these years, she has invented a set of embroidery techniques for making magic clothes, she married, just enough to inherit her mother's mantle, isn't it very good, besides, son........ She is the only one in my son's heart!"

"You're going to me off, you!"

Patriarch Feng suddenly turned around, and his fingers almost poked Cousin Feng's temple:

"That Mo Lan married, how much dowry can the Fu family give her, you don't want to think about it, her identity can be compared with Liu Yiyi? son, you are not young, it is time to grow up, you will inherit the entire Feng family's inheritance in the future, you can't always think about your own children's private affairs!"

The mountain of family inheritance is pressed down.

Even if Cousin Feng had thousands of reasons, he could only press down and not mention it at this time.

.........

East.

In the base camp of the Zhang family, an old man standing with Patriarch Zhang looked at the Fu family members who were flying upward, and his eyes lit up:

"Patriarch, who is the woman in white clothes at the head of the Fu family?

"She is the youngest daughter of Patriarch Fu, and she is the eleventh in their clan. ”

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this.

This time he looked more closely for a moment.

I saw Fu Shiyi, who was flying with the sword, dressed in white, with long hair draped over a vest, gently held by a pink ribbon, with a leisurely demeanor, beautiful eyes, and a light spirit.

There seemed to be a haze of smoke behind her.

It's really not an earthly person.

When the distance was closer, I saw that she seemed to be Shaoling, but at the age of eighteen, her skin was better than snow, delicate and incomparable, and her complexion was beautiful, which made people not be forced to look at.

The indescribable admiration in the old man's eyes:

"Patriarch, this Fu Eleven is extremely talented, and you are really a match made in heaven, has she ever been married?"

The patriarch Zhang is only a few years older than Fu Shiyi, and he has not yet married, so the old man is heartbroken, so he wants to marry the patriarch's wife into the door as soon as possible, and the elites of the four major families are out today, at first he felt that Liu Yiyi of the Liu family was good, but compared to the Fu Shiyi in front of him, it seemed to be missing a trace of the charm that came out.

"Abel, what do you say!"

Patriarch Zhang's face was slightly red.

It just so happened that Fu Shiyi flew past him and nodded to him, which made him even more embarrassed. When the old man Abel saw this, he began to think in his heart.

At this time, Magu, who was flying behind Fu Shiyi, also happened to fly past Patriarch Zhang.

Standing above Magu's flying sword are the thirteenth uncle and Mei'er.

Mei'er is focusing on dressing up today.

I saw that she was wearing a green emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, and a thin veil of emerald water.

Coquettish and boneless.

Patriarch Zhang's crimson face fell into Mei'er's eyes.

mistakenly thought that the other party was overwhelmed by his face, and the smile on his face couldn't help but become sweeter.

..........

The Fu family's base camp is on the west side.

When Fu Shiyi Edgeworth arrived, she first glanced south, and when she saw Cousin Feng standing in the crowd, she waved her hand gently, she and Cousin Feng hadn't seen each other for nearly fifteen years.

Cousin Feng is getting better and better.

I saw her pale pink dress wrapped in a white gauze dress, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the folds of the skirt like snow and moonlight flowing lightly on the sword, more than three feet long, making the figure more graceful and feminine, three thousand green silk tied up with a hairband, a butterfly hairpin on the head, a wisp of green silk hanging on the chest, thin powder, only add color, the faint red feeling on the cheeks creates a pure skin like petals as delicate and lovely, the whole person is like a butterfly flying with the wind, and like a clear and transparent ice and snow.

She also waved her hand gently to Fu Shiyi.

"Goo-dong!"

Brother Sixteen, who was standing on the same flying sword as Fu Shiyi, couldn't help but be stunned, his face was red and his heart was beating, he had always only known about food, but he didn't want the original beauty to make people have such a powerful desire.

The exaggerated heartbeat of the sixteenth brother.

Even Fu Shiyi, who was standing in front, heard it clearly, she smiled, it seems that Brother Sixteen has also grown up and opened his mind.

She glanced in the other two directions.

It was found that there were a total of five foundation building monks in the Zhang family in Dongshan County, seven in the Liu family in Beishan County, and five in the Feng family in Nanshan County. Originally, there were six members of the Feng family, but ten days ago, one was absorbed by the ghost bride.

So to speak.

On the surface, their family has built ten foundations and stabilized the other three families, but no one knows if the other three families have other hidden masters.

Fu Shiyi was thinking about it.

But in the sky, a magnificent coercion suddenly spread, but I saw the sixteen foundation building monks at the gate of the enchantment, sitting in a small circle, each of them pinching different magic techniques, and injecting true yuan into the ancient magic weapon hanging in the middle.

With the passage of time.

The coercion exuded by the ancient treasure grew stronger and stronger.

Fu Zhihong, who led the team on the west side, turned his head and said solemnly to the clansmen: "The door of the secret realm is about to open, we only have two breaths of time, according to the order we agreed, first we enter, then the Liu family, the Feng family, and finally the Zhang family, everyone cheer up, don't miss the opportunity for a while!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Everyone endured the excitement in their hearts and responded in unison.