The Douyi Conference ended, and the monks who rushed to Wujiang City left one after another.

Qianyue also followed the Lu family monk back to Junshan City.

On Liuyue Peak, winter goes to spring.

For the monks, the change of the seasons has no effect, but the spiritual fruit seedlings all over the mountain are sprouting one after another, tender yellow and green, mixed with white pink and light purple, and the growth is gratifying.

After Yimao was corrected by Yang Chiqing, he finally made a contract with Qianyue.

The master-servant contract, the master dies and the servant dies.

Now it doesn't have to suffer from the master's "devil's claws and whiskers" every day, jumping up and down on Liuyue Peak all day long, occasionally catching sparrows, teasing small fish, and having a good time.

At the end of the day's body refining, Qian Yue noticed that the spiritual breath in the dantian was more abundant than before, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation seemed to contain terrifying power.

These days, she's a little worried.

When the foundation was built in the previous life, everything fell into place, and there was no need for deliberate preparation.

And immortal cultivation and foundation building don't seem to be that simple.

Whether it is Yang Zishan or Yang Chiqing, they all say that building a foundation requires an opportunity, and the physical body and the divine soul are in harmony, and a realm that is naturally born.

When you catch that mysterious feeling, supplemented by Tsukidan, you can advance smoothly.

Qianyue was horrified, her physical body was not original, what if she couldn't find a sense of fit until she died?

After worrying for a few days, she asked someone else again.

It turned out that the immortals all took this path to build the foundation, and occasionally the foundation was forcibly built by accident, and there was almost no chance of knotting.

Qianyue began to get anxious at this time.

So, after she practiced every night, she didn't sleep anymore. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the moonlight, allowing his spiritual power to slowly swim through the meridians, and his mind diverged, trying to arouse the two to reconcile.

However, two months have passed and nothing has changed.

She was secretly anxious, but she didn't dare to ask for help, for fear of being seen.

Under this kind of torment, Yang Zishan's wedding date has arrived.

Last year, she agreed with Yang Zishan that she would send her relatives, so she temporarily let go of these troubles.

This year, she is fourteen years old, slightly taller than Yang Qianqi, and her facial features are gradually growing, revealing a bright taste.

The girl in the water mirror deviated from Shen Lihua's appearance, and her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she was a little more unspeakably fierce.

But this sharp determination disappeared in a flash, like an illusion. If you look closely, you are still sixteen girls who are laughing and kind, diligent and hardworking on Liuyue Peak.

When monks become Taoist couples, most of them testify to heaven and earth, and swear to ask their hearts.

Marriage ceremonies are relatively less important, and some simple things even omit this step.

Yang Zishan and Lu Dehang are both children of the family, so they naturally want to be grander.

Seeing that the wedding date is approaching, Junshan City is festive, and the flowers are in full bloom all over the mountain, reflecting the scene of spring like a fairyland.

There are also hundreds of five-colored magpies, hovering on the Yuquan Peak, and the fairy music is moving.

Qianyue went to Yuquan Peak a few days in advance, and was fortunate to see Yang Zishan's wedding clothes.

The red robe is embroidered with a phoenix bird with a long tail wing, and the phoenix eyes are inlaid with water spirit crystals, which is gorgeous and exquisite.

Yang Zishan's always soft temperament was a little more uneasy, and her fingers as white as jade stroked the wedding robe over and over again.

Qian Yue sat for a while and then took her leave.

The day soon came to the day of the wedding, and the clan treated Yang Zishan quite kindly, in addition to the big scene, there was also a fourth-order red-tailed cloud crane to marry.

Lu Dehang was wearing a wedding robe, in high spirits, and his face was full of joy.

The two swore to heaven and earth, and then went out in the Luan Bird Flower Wedding Car, and the red-tailed cranes drew a long red mist behind them.

Qianyue, Yang Qianqi, Yang Chiqing, and several collateral brothers followed the two uncles to the Lu family.

There were also more than a dozen Lu family monks with him, and the atmosphere was festive and harmonious.

Everyone flew to the vicinity of Huangxu City, and saw a group of monks waiting outside the slope from a distance.

This is a small hillside into the city, and the monks of the Lu family first welcomed the elders of the Yang family and Yang Chiqing into the city.

The rest of the Lu family's Qi cultivation disciples were together with Qianyue and them, escorting Yang Zishan and his wife into the city.

In fact, they don't need to escort them, after all, they are building a foundation and a couple, and if there is really something, I don't know who will save whom.

Besides, this is the territory of the Lu family, and it is impossible for an accident to happen.

After the elders left, Qian Yue glanced at Lu Yuqin.

Unexpectedly, after the other party worshiped under Rongqimen, his status actually rose.

Although there are only four layers of Qi training, the Continuation Pulse Pill must have been eaten.

Lu Yuqin didn't squint, but there was a hint of weirdness and color flashing in his eyes.

More than a dozen people said some festive words to each other, and continued to hurry.

Qianyue only felt that the white light flashed in front of her, and the secret path was not good, and her consciousness immediately became chaotic.

In the Mingyang realm, there are many sects in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

The Demon Yuan Sect is only one of the medium-sized sects, but it has a reputation because Jun Wuya is in charge.

It is said that he is different from other demon cultivators, he is open-minded, benevolent and righteous, and he really has the style of a gentleman.

In a demon cave like Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, this kind of person is really an eyesore.

It's like a lotus flower growing out of a pile of weeds and sludge, making other weeds uncomfortable.

Therefore, there are countless demon cultivators who find fault and provoke the door, and they all die under the jade flute.

Only then did everyone realize that although this person acted in a very different way, he could also kill.

At this point, the provocative demon cultivator gradually settled down.

Later, I heard that he killed two ancient demonic beasts with his own strength, although they were wounded beasts that had been imprisoned for 10,000 years, it was really shocking.

In the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, Jun Wuya is more like an immortal cultivator, wearing green clothes is very clean, just like the jade flute in his hand, the color is as blue as the sky.

On the winding mountain road, Qianyue carried a colorful blue skirt and ran towards the mountain with a happy face.

Today is the day when Master returns to the mountain, and he has been traveling for a year, and he often sends messages back to inquire about his current situation, and his love is very obvious.

And for more than a year, the expectations and extravagant hopes in my heart can't be pressed.

Thinking of this, she sighed almost inaudibly, and then put aside her distracting thoughts and galloped towards the Boundless Palace.

Jun Wuya is nearly two hundred years old, a real person in the middle of Jindan, and there are six disciples under his disciples.

As his closed disciple and the only female baby, it looks like he should be particularly favored.

On the mountain road, the male cultivator who was also dressed in blue looked at the figure galloping up, his eyes heavy.

This person is Jun Wuyan's great disciple, especially Zuohui.

He was born in a small family, and since he was a child, he worshiped under the Jun Wuya Sect, although he was cold, he was kind to his peers, and he acted very seriously.

And it was this "heavy rule" that made him particularly dislike this little junior sister.

Others may not see it, but he can see it.

This little junior sister's heart is inevitably too big.

Teacher Gang ethics, heaven and earth justice, doesn't she want to ruin Jun Wuyan's reputation?

Although it is a bit ridiculous to talk about the reputation of a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator with such talent, cultivation and status as Jun Wuya cannot tolerate this kind of stain.

Thinking that the master had always treated his junior sister well, the knot in his eyebrows unconsciously deepened a little.