As soon as Su Daji left, Xuan Song's divine light flashed and disappeared without a trace.

As for the body of the king!

Xuan Song didn't care too much, everything depended on the king's own chances.

Anyway, the Great Tribulation of the Gods has begun, and even if the King of the Gods does not have this matter, he does not have much time to live.

Songjiazhuang is a place with a radius of only a few miles, and the population is only more than 100 households, which is barely a relatively large Zhuangzi.

Every market and festival, although it is not as lively as the morning song, it is more than enough.

Moreover, the location of Songjiazhuang is good, and it is only thirty-five miles away from Chaoge City.

The grain grown by every household, or the daily necessities made, were all sold in Chaoge, making the people of Songjiazhuang very rich.

Jiang Ziya, the person who presided over the gods, is now in Songjiazhuang.

He has a righteous brother, whose name is: Song Yiren, is one of the few large families in Songjiazhuang, with no less than 100 acres of fertile land alone, and countless gold and silver at home.

At this time, Jiang Ziya went down the mountain and returned to Songjiazhuang, but in a few days, Song Yiren saw that Jiang Ziya was over the age of six, but he was still single, and he couldn't help but want to give him Zhang Luo's family business, so that he could inherit the Jiang family.

As everyone knows, Jiang Ziya frowned about this matter

Under the dignified exposition of the sect, the named disciple of the Yuqing sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, Jiang Ziya is also regarded as a cultivator, if he marries a secular mortal as his wife, he will be ridiculed by his peers is small, and the face of losing the line of exposition is big.

Who doesn't know that the Yuqing sage Yuan Shi Tianzun pays the most attention to the word "face".

On this day, Jiang Ziya had just come back from fishing, and there was a family member who brought food, wine and food, a big table full of fish and meat, and the style was very rich.

The people of the Shang Dynasty were not wealthy, and sometimes they couldn't even eat green vegetables, and fish and meat could only be tasted during the New Year's holidays.

It shows that Song Yiren is very generous, and there is no shortage of money and food at home.

For the dishes on the table, Jiang Ziya didn't move much, just tasted one or two.

On the contrary, there are some turbid and bitter drinks, which Jiang Ziya likes very much.

Kunlun Mountain, naturally there is no shortage of wine, but Jiang Ziya is only a registered disciple, the time to learn art on the mountain is short, and the talent is insufficient, how dare you be greedy!

In case you get drunk and are driven down the mountain by Yuqing, wouldn't it be a waste of opportunity.

Song Yiren looked at Jiang Ziya, and suddenly said: "Brother, not far from Songjiazhuang, there is a member surnamed Ma, whose family is also rich, and there is a little girl in the family, who has never been married. ”

"If the elder brother doesn't dislike it, the younger brother will go to the horseman's house tomorrow and give the elder brother a family business. ”

Outside the horse!

A woman with the surname Ma!

Could it be that he is the broom star monarch in the god list in his previous life!

Xuan Song, who had just come invisible, remembered the appearance of the broom Xingjun, and immediately couldn't help but show a smile, this is not a good match.

Let's not talk about it first, whether Ma's appearance is dignified or not, just in terms of temperament, it can't be called a "good match".

For a while, Xuan Song was not in a hurry to show his true body and see how Jiang Ziya replied.

Of course, if Jiang Ziya was just an ordinary human race, it wouldn't hurt to do so.

After all, Jiang Ziya thought that he was in his seventies and had a high collar, and it was already a blessing to be able to marry a woman from a good family, so what was there to be picky about.

"Why do you need to be like this!"

"Now Ziya thinks that he is a cultivator, how can he marry someone!"

Jiang Ziya waved his hand again and again, he couldn't let Song Yiren continue, he didn't want to see any daughter outside the horseman.

In fact, whether it is the Xuanmen lineage or the exposition lineage, they can't help but get married.

It's just that marriage is very rare.

"Since my brother is a cultivator, can I live forever?"

"Can you eat the wind and drink the dew!"

"You can stir up wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and take the sun and the moon!" Song Yiren's face changed, and he asked aggressively.

In this regard, Jiang Ziya could only smile bitterly, he really didn't have such ability.

In Kunlun Mountain for more than 40 years, he has learned some Taoist techniques, but he is far from immortality, unable to raise wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea, take the sun and moon, and even eat wind and drink dew for a long time.

In desperation, Jiang Ziya could only lower his head and drink the wine one by one, anyway, he said nothing and refused to agree to this family business.

Otherwise, the matter will spread to the mountains and become a laughing stock.

Seeing this, Song Yiren looked helpless, every time he talked about it, Jiang Ziya was like this.

Seeing that Jiang Ziya was still like this, Song Yiren simply stopped talking, and asked someone to prepare a dowry tomorrow and send it directly to Ma Yuanwai's home.

He didn't believe that he was waiting for the bride who was like a flower and jade to welcome him back, and Jiang Ziya could still be indifferent!

After a while, Jiang Ziya returned to the room, his face was bitter, and he said to himself: "Brother Song Xian is so enthusiastic, I'm afraid this matter will not be easy to shirk all the time!"

"But if I am married to a mortal woman, won't I hurt others!"

How dangerous is the number of gods, he is the person who presides over the gods, if he is not careful, there will be a catastrophe, and he will die at the lightest, and the true spirit will float to the god list, and the heavy will be directly scattered.

At this time, there was a burst of laughter in the room, "If you really have this thought, Poor Dao can make the decision for you, and ensure that on the day of the wedding, the disciples of the first line of the sect will come to congratulate together." ”

The sudden sound only made Jiang Ziya startled, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a Taoist walking in at some point, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Jiang Ziya, under the Yuxu Sect, has seen the Dao Chief!"

Although Jiang Ziya didn't know the identity of the Taoist in front of him, he knew one thing clearly, this Taoist was a divine channel, and he would definitely set foot on the immortal road.

Xuan Song stretched out his hand and took out a picture scroll, threw it to Jiang Ziya, and said, "You don't want to see what Ma's appearance is!

Hearing this, Jiang Ziya faintly felt a trace of ominity in his heart, and did not continue to ask the origin of the questioner, subconsciously opened the scroll in his hand, revealing a shocked look, and blurted out: "The law is manifested!"

Inside the scroll, what kind of portrait is it, but the real picture, as if it is immersive, all of which are full of the breath of law.

However, when Jiang Ziya saw the appearance of the woman in the picture scroll, his face couldn't help but change.

I saw the woman in the picture, short in stature, as strong as a pig, with an old face, pointing at a family member and scolding, the language was rude, there was no appearance of a lady, and it could even be said to be very ugly.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have complained about Song Yiren in your heart for a long time.

But Jiang Ziya only sighed lightly, closed the scroll gently, and said, "I'm afraid that Ziya will live up to Brother Song Xian's hard work!"

Jiang Ziya was not angry, but faintly grateful to Song Yiren.

He is seventy-two years old and has no longevity, and it is rare to be able to marry a woman like Ma.

Xuan Song smiled slightly, and said: "The disciples of the sect and the person who presides over the gods, even if they fail to cultivate, they can be crowned marquis and worship the prime minister, but it is a simple matter. ”

"Don't say that you are a lady of twenty-eight years, even if you marry a fairy in Yaochi, you can't do it. ”

The fairies in Yao Chi are not maids or palace laves, but refer to a group of fairies who are bound by Yao Chi, such as the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the Peony Fairy and so on.

The Taoist chief laughed, how can Ziya marry a fairy in the Yao Pond. ”

Jiang Ziya became more and more sure that the identity of the Taoist in front of him was extraordinary, otherwise he would never say such words.

The fairies in the Yao Pond are all bound by the rules and precepts of the heavens, how can they be combined with people.

Moreover, he presided over the matter of being a god, that is, the disciples of the sect of the exposition, which few people knew, but the Taoist in front of him said it in one mouth.

"What's more, if the poor Tao is devoted to the Tao, how can he be bound by the private feelings of his children. ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Ziya felt a little bitter in his heart.

He went to Kunlun Mountain at the age of thirty-two, cultivated for forty years, and went down the mountain at the age of seventy-two.

I don't say anything, I'm just afraid that once Yangshou arrives, I can only reincarnate in gloom.