Yang Nan nodded and said, "Yu Niang, you are still careful, Yang Da, Yang Er, don't kneel on the ground, why don't you go to Kunlun Mountain with me to understand?"

Although this wife came suddenly, but she was not only sacrificed for herself, but also arranged by her grandfather, Yang Nan had no reason to refuse, although he was indifferent to love, but he was not a flesh-and-blood person, how could he not be moved?

The two servants are overjoyed, now that the young lady has been settled, the crime of dereliction of duty on their shoulders can finally be relieved, how can they not be happy?

Yang Nan immediately summoned the Jinding Dapeng and ordered him to carry himself and his two servants to Kunlun Mountain.

On Qingluan Peak, a woman is carrying a pair of buckets along the mountain road slowly, the clouds in the mountains are ethereal, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, the bucket weighing 100 catties is pressed on the shoulder, the woman is holding the bucket rope with a calm face, step by step up the mountain, the flowers are blooming beside the mountain road, the spirit beast jumps, the scenery is beautiful, the woman is single-mindedly only caring about the road under her feet, the long mountain road is like a long rope behind her, and she can't see the end at a glance.

"Fang Qingyan, Senior Brother has an order, let you go to the Martial Arts Hall quickly!" a registered disciple in a white Taoist robe hurriedly ran down from the mountain, looked at the woman and shouted.

Fang Qingyan raised her elegant face, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and said, "Senior Brother Jing, what is Senior Brother looking for me? I haven't picked out eighteen buckets of practice water today?"

The named disciple was in a hurry, snatched the bucket from her shoulder and said: "Alas, what else are you picking for practice water, our Kunlun Sect's Demon King of the Mixed World is here, if he can't see you for a while, if he is angry, even the senior brother will not be able to protect himself! Why don't you go quickly?"

"Demon King of the Mixed World, who is he???? he wants to see me" Fang Qingyan was even more puzzled, thought about it uneasily, and said: "Senior Brother Jing, since that person is vicious, if I don't go to see it, it will be ......."

The named disciple was anxious, grabbed her hand and ran up the mountain, and said: "The Demon King of the Mixed World is naturally our little ancestor, he killed countless monsters in the Seventy-two Demon Valley, and drove the three ancestors and several uncles down the mountain, and there is a Taishi Ancestor above to support him, don't you say this kind of character is powerful? Is he something you can't see if you can't see him? Why don't you come with me to see him?"

'Is it him?' Fang Qingyan's heart jumped, and he thought of the indifferent, handsome and elegant man in the Seventy-Two Demon Valley, why did he suddenly remember to come to see me today?

"Senior brother, slow down, my little sister has only practiced martial arts for a few months, and she really can't keep up. Fang Qingyan was so out of breath by the registered disciple that she couldn't walk anymore, so she had to plead in a low voice.

Seeing that her body was delicate and invincible, the named disciple couldn't help but stop sweating, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry junior sister, I forgot, you have only been on the mountain for more than a month, and it is really rare to be able to withstand the seven elements and seven evils to find the immortal path with the body of a woman! Okay, anyway, the ancestor has already come, and we will not miss that time and a half, so let's go slowly." ”

Fang Qingyan bowed his head and said, "Thank you senior brother for your understanding, it's good for my little sister to rest for a while." ”

Seeing her pink cheeks and blushing and exhaling like an orchid, the registered disciple's heart jumped, and suddenly said, "Senior sister, if you can't become an outer disciple in three years, what are your plans, junior sister?"

Kunlun named disciple, three years to learn martial arts, if you don't become a soldier, go down the mountain immediately, this is the rule, but you can learn a high martial arts in three years, which is rare in the world.

Fang Qingyan shook her head, showing a hint of perseverance on her face, and said, "I must enter the outer door!" ......she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she stopped her voice again, and a trace of shame appeared on her face, and a wisp of red penetrated her neck, looking extremely delicate.

The registered disciple sighed: "Senior sister, the immortal road is bumpy, if you don't have a chance, it's good to practice peerless martial arts, this immortal art is not something that everyone can learn, so don't expect too much...... If...... If you want......"

Fang Qingyan was wise, knowing that this Senior Brother Jing was very interested in him, so he hurriedly said: "Little sister already has a husband's family before she goes up the mountain, even if she can't learn immortal arts, she has to go back to Nanzhou Qingming Mountain to guard my husband's spiritual position, and take her full name." ”

Seeing her solemn expression and ambition, the registered disciple was also very respectful, and said: "Senior sister, the foolish brother is abrupt, since the junior sister is so sincere in seeking the Tao, it may not be impossible for her to come to be our senior uncle and ancestor!

Fang Qingyan's pretty face was like a flower blooming, and said: "Where did the senior brother say, if the little sister can get the mercy of the heavens, this wish is enough, how dare you have the luxury of becoming an immortal?"

The registered disciple muttered secretly in his heart: 'Why is this wish of Senior Sister bound to be in Kunlun Mountain? It's really strange......

Between the two of them talking, the Wude Hall on Qingluan Peak was close in front of him, and the registered disciple admonished: "Senior sister, be careful when you speak, don't look at this ancestor's young age, but that day he challenged the grandmaster-level ancestor as a soldier, and he was not defeated, it can be seen that he is powerful, people call him the Demon King of the Mixed World, that's because he has always smiled on his face, but he is ruthless under his hands! Don't offend him." ”

Fang Qingyan saw that the little immortal elder of the Spirit Beast Mountain actually made her senior brother so in awe, she smiled secretly in her heart, it was not the first time she had seen it, she didn't have to be nervous, and she also nodded lightly when she registered her disciple's thoughts.

The two entered the vast and grand Wude Palace, and Zhao Ziyang, the senior brother of the Wude Palace, respectfully invited Yang Nan to the right position, and carefully accompanied him to talk about various martial arts schools, branches and specialties.

It is rumored that the human body has one hundred and eight tricks, if you can open up all the tricks with supreme skill, you can establish the true qi through, the body sanctify, and become a martial immortal.

The body is different from the spiritual body, the body is all over the body, but the spirit is only in the soul, and the two are very different.

On the occasion of the famine, there are very few immortal arts, most of the immortals in ancient times are proficient in martial arts, and those who enter the gods with martial arts abound, so they deduce and change through the vicissitudes of life, and the cultivators are getting closer and closer to the change of magic, and most of the martial arts classics have declined.

The method of the military sect is close to the martial arts and the law, there are both the changes of magic and magic, and the martial arts to break the enemy.

Yang Nan has never been a registered disciple, at this time he talked about various origins with his senior brother Zhao Ziyang, but he also talked very energetically, he spoke gently, behaved gently, and had a modest attitude, where did he look like a demon king of the mixed world?

This scene can be seen on the side of the disciples secretly wondering in their hearts, even the senior brother Zhao Ziyang is also puzzled in his heart, although this master is not very old, but the Tao is amazing, and he is the master of the same line......

However, when the master is coming, how can you not be a disciple and wait?

While Yang Nan and Zhao Ziyang were talking and laughing, Fang Qingyan was walking into the hall with the disciple who led the way, and when he saw Yang Nan, he bowed down together, and said respectfully: "The disciple has seen the ancestor!"

Bang bang!!

Yang Da Yang Er, who was behind Yang Nan, smashed the tea bowl in his hand, rushed down to the palace to help Fang Qingyan up, and cried bitterly: "Young lady, Xiao has finally found you...... If something happens to you, how can the little one have the face to meet the grandfather of the country under the nine springs...... "The second servant has been looking for several months, and today he finally saw the hostess, how can he not cry unexpectedly? The young lady is safe and sound, which makes the second servant also greatly relieved in his heart! The second servant cried with joy and sorrow at the moment!

Fang Qingyan's eyes widened, and she said with surprise and joy: "Yang Da, Yang Er, why are you here?" She looked at Yang Nan who was above her, and then looked at the two domestic servants, and really couldn't understand what the connection between the two would be?

The second servant wiped his tears and said happily together: "Young lady, we have found the young master......!

"Their young master, naturally it's me......" Yang Nan put down the teacup, walked down the steps, and responded gently: "I am Yang Nan, the grandson of Yang Pu, the founding prince, and the son of Yang Yuan, the prefect of Nanyang!" Qingyan, you and I don't know each other, it's really my fault......" Yang Nan looked at this woman whose slender palm was bruised by the well rope, but her face was still soft and solemn, and a strong respect rose in her heart, and her voice was unconsciously gentle.

He ...... Is he Yang Nan?' Fang Qingyan's heart was pounding, she didn't expect that the person who was looking for thousands of miles away was in front of her, she was stunned for a while, and only then did she wake up, looking at Yang Nan's gentle and elegant handsome face, her heart was twisted together, and a thousand words came to her heart, but it just turned into a soft sentence: "Qingyan...... Meet your husband......"

No matter how strong she is, thinking back on this ordeal at this moment, she can't help but feel sour in her heart, worshipping on the ground just tears hanging low and falling to the ground, but she refuses to cry......

Yang Da and Yang Er saw that the young lady looked like this, and they were happy and sad for her, and hurriedly helped her up, Yang Nan saw her pink cheeks and tears in her eyes, and felt even more pity in her heart, and sighed and said: "The predecessors have a poem: the crowd has looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looks back, but that person is in the dim light! Qingyan, you must blame me in your heart...... ”

Although this wife came suddenly, she also had her grandfather's order, the words of the matchmaker, and she experienced this hardship, if it wasn't for her luck, she would have been either swallowed by the kraken or humiliated by the mountain spirit, knowing that she was so difficult, Yang Nan felt really guilty in his heart.

Fang Qingyan saw that her husband was ashamed of herself, and said softly: "How dare Qingyan blame her husband, if it weren't for the bold and reckless behavior of the concubine, how could it be difficult in the past, but the concubine was entrusted by her grandfather, and she was responsible for opening up branches and leaves for the Yang family, knowing that her husband was not dead, she would never dare to wait for decades above Qingming Mountain. When she said the words 'branch and leaf', she put away her tears, and her pink face couldn't help but blush.

Yang Nan saw that she confessed her own mistakes and had her grandfather's will, where would she really blame her? Such a knowledgeable and fierce woman is difficult to find in the world, not to mention that everything is caused by the old man, what does it have to do with her?

If Yang Nan is allowed to learn the Tao in Kunlun Mountain for decades, how can he still spread the branches and leaves for the Yang family? I'm afraid that Qingyan will be an old woman at that time!

Grandfather's last life, passed on to the next generation, and the responsibility was heavy, and she couldn't complain that she had come thousands of miles to Kunlun to find a husband......

Yang Nan smiled warmly: "Okay, I don't blame you for this, and I don't blame me, if the sky really has a master, thank the sky! ”

Fang Qingyan saw that her husband's expression was very different from when they met for the first time, and there was a hint of pity, she was secretly happy in her heart, and replied in a low voice: "The concubine obeys the order." ”

Yang Nan then asked Yang Da and Yang Er to help her stand aside, turned around and smiled at the stunned senior brother Zhao Ziyang: "Ziyang, I have been here for many days, thank you Ziyang for taking care of me, these bottles of Jingyang Pill are made of the elixir in the Spirit Beast Mountain, this pill has excellent aura, and it is very beneficial for cultivation, in order to show my heart." ”

Zhao Ziyang was shocked when he heard it on the sidelines, this demon king's wife would actually become a little junior sister under his hands? Fortunately, he didn't offend her in the past, otherwise, at this time, this gentle and generous master ancestor would not have given an elixir, but a staff of three hundred......

Zhao Ziyang and the disciples in the hall had only one thought at this time: "Luckily...... It's really fortunate...... "It's just that Yang Nanwei is famous, and they still feel cold sweat behind them!"