Qiu Ze is going to marry Xin Yibo's daughter, and this news is like a thunderbolt in the clear sky in the South Cold Mountain.

There are very few female disciples in Qiyunguan, not even many women, and many disciples of Qiyunguan have never married in their lives, and they put all their energy and time into practice.

Therefore, the news quickly spread throughout Nanhan Mountain, like throwing a big stone into a calm pool, setting off countless waves.

What's even more surprising is that the date written on the wedding card is just two days later.

Xin Yibo wrote seven invitations and personally delivered them to various mountain gates.

On this day, the sun was shining, the Lingchou Valley was lit up, and in the middle hall, Xin Yibo held a wine glass to toast the guests.

The strange thing is that although Qi Yunguan has a lot of discussions about the marriage of Qiu Ze and Xin Lan, not many people came to congratulate him, and among the seven mountain gates, only Han Yu Zhenren came.

Wuchenzi is still in the dungeon, and the acquaintance on the ice vein is nowhere to be found, and the other mountain gates are because they are Wuchenzi factions, in order to avoid suspicion, only a senior disciple was sent to congratulate, and even the gifts were extremely cold, and they left in a hurry without eating the wedding banquet.

But Xin Yibo didn't care about these messy things, and on this happy day, he didn't want to see those people who made him sick to look at.

This led to the fact that all the disciples who came to Lingchou Valley to drink the wine were Ling Hanfeng's disciples.

"Senior brother, congratulations!"

"Senior brother, rejoice and rejoice! Come, you and I have another drink!"

Han Yu Zhenren and Xin Yibo sat on the two Taishi chairs in the middle hall, toasting and changing lamps, full of good wine and good food in front of them, while Dong Yue on the side was full of pain, for Qiu Ze's marriage, he contributed all the wine and food brought back from the world, a few months ago he got the Xuan Bing Ice Crystal from Qiu Ze, and before he had time to steal the joy, he was emptied of the Qiankun bag.

"I didn't expect that this bastard boy not only got the true inheritance of Lao Tzu, but also deceived Lao Tzu's daughter, Lao Tzu shouldn't have taken him up the mountain in the first place!"

Raising the wine glass, Xin Yibo cursed, but having said that, he had a relieved smile on his face.

And Ling Hanfeng's disciples adhered to the concept of getting Xin Yibo drunk, and constantly toasted him, Xin Yibo drank happily, opened his belly, and vowed to share the amount of alcohol with Han Yuzhen.

On Nanhan Mountain, only Han Yu Zhenren and his disciples had good intentions towards Lingchou Valley, and they were naturally happy about such happy events, and they were elated one by one, just like their younger brothers and sisters getting married.

"The bridegroom is here!"

At noon, there was a shout, and Qiu Ze was surrounded by several Ling Hanfeng's disciples into the middle hall, while Dong Yue led Xin Lan out from another wooden house.

Qiu Ze was wearing a bright red nine-rank official uniform, the joy on his face was overflowing, he had practiced on Nanhan Mountain for a few years, and when he reached the age of the weak crown, he was no longer the weak scholar of the year, he already had a strong physique, and he was half a head taller than Xin Yibo.

And Xin Lan was wearing a phoenix crown and a veil on his head, and the two slowly came to Xin Yibo.

Han Yu Zhenren stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Lang Cai Girl, Lang Cai Woman!

Xin Yibo grimaced and said, "Bastard boy, from today onwards, I will hand over Lan Lan to you, if you treat her badly, beware of Lao Tzu asking you!"

Akisawa sneered: "Definitely, definitely......"

Everyone laughed, and Dong Yue didn't feel sorry for his wine anymore, he acted as the master of ceremonies, shouting: "Worship heaven and earth!"

The two turned and worshipped heaven and earth.

"Second worship high hall!"

The two turned to worship Xin Yibo.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

The two turned to each other again.

Dong Yue stopped, everyone looked back at him, and after a long time, Dong Yue smiled evilly at Qiu Ze: "Can't wait, right?

Everyone laughed again, and Qiu Ze scratched his head with laughter, and defended: "Nonsense...... What ...... the hell?"

"Send to the cave!"

When everyone had laughed enough, Dong Yue opened his mouth and shouted, Qiu Ze held the red ling, and dragged Xin Lan out of the middle hall and into the Hanyun Pavilion.

Everyone retreated and continued to drink with Xin Yibo, and Lingchou Valley was very lively.

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"Senior brother, don't ...... Don't send it, you and me...... I'll come back to you another day...... Drink!"

Han Yu Zhenren was helped by Dong Yue to the stone road, he had drunk for a day, he was already drunk, and his speech became stammering, pulling Xin Yibo to talk about wine.

Not only Han Yu Zhenren, but his disciples were also so drunk that they fell asleep on the back of the crane.

Xin Yibo has a fat body and a big belly, and the amount of alcohol is slightly better than that of Han Yu Zhenren, and he still retains a little sobriety, he said with a big tongue: "Senior brother, if you come back another day, I will definitely get you drunk again!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, said goodbye to each other, and under the escort of dozens of cranes, Han Yu Zhenren led the disciples to fly towards Ling Han Peak.

When Han Yu Zhenren walked away, Xin Yibo turned his head to look at Han Yun Pavilion, and the lights were still on in Han Yun Pavilion at this time.

Looking at it, Xin Yibo showed a sincere smile, took out a piece of jade pendant from the Qiankun bag and rubbed it gently.

"Lingchou Valley...... It's not been this lively in hundreds of years......"

Under the white moonlight, the semicircular jade pendant in Xin Yibo's hand exuded a warm pink light, and there were mandarin ducks carved on it, but there was only one, and the cross-section of the jade pendant was very rough, as if it had been broken in half by brute force, and Xin Yibo's hand was only half.

"Nineteen years...... It's been nineteen years since you and I saw each other......" Xin Yibo sighed, looked at the half jade pendant in his hand in a daze, and after a long time, muttered: "Do you know? Our daughter got married today, married to my apprentice...... But I don't dare to write to you, a mother......"

As he spoke, Xin Yibo's eyes filled with tears, and he stretched out his hand and flicked them away, "In a blink of an eye, we are all hundred-year-olds, but ...... Is there still a chance to meet......"

Xin Yibo looked at the jade pendant and was reluctant to let go for a long time, and the red rope on the jade pendant turned dark black under his perennial rubbing, losing its original color.

With a long sigh again, Xin Yibo walked to the middle hall sullenly.