Xiang Yang didn't care, but Ba Hui was completely shocked.

Now Qiu Shan is also the master of the peak of the foundation, although those small spells are inconspicuous, but the power is not small, for a time the entire incense hall was filled with smoke, a corner of the fire was blazing, and the corner was shot by water arrows.

After tossing such a big movement, it didn't take long for the disciples and servants of the Qi Induction Realm who were left behind to rush over, looking at them one by one in amazement, and directly petrified.

After a long time, Qiu Shan's original little vitality was squandered, and he couldn't hold back half a fart after pointing fingers at the air for a long time, and his head was finally a little sober, and he looked at the half-abandoned Xiangtang in a daze, and he was dumbfounded.

Xiang Yang then lined up the crowd and walked in, patting him on the shoulder: "What's the use of just being angry here? ”

"Boss Xiang... You must help me!" As soon as he saw him, Qiu Shan suddenly seemed to see a life-saving straw, knelt down directly, and first kowtowed three times before he spoke.

Things are actually similar to what Xiang Yang expected, and it is very cliché to say, even the story of the storyteller in the fishing village back then was a little more tortuous and intense than this.

Qiu Shan is the same as Xiang Yang, he is an orphan, his master is the younger brother of the master of the Black Soil Hall, but his qualifications are not good, and his cultivation is a period of cultivation, this Qiu Shan was brought into the Black Earth Hall by his master since he was a child, and he is also his only apprentice, and the little flower in the Qiu Mountain Pass is the daughter of his master's old son.

His master can't break through the Dan period, Shou Yuan is no different from mortals, more than ten years ago, his mother died, and then his master was too sad and couldn't afford to get sick, this heart disease is difficult to treat, even if his brother is the hall master, he can't cure it if he gives up a lot of pills, and he died ten years ago.

Qiu Shan and Xiaohua have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the relationship is very good, and his master asked his brother before he died, saying that he wanted to make the two children into a pair, and when they were all in the foundation building period, they would be married, and the hall master also agreed at that time.

But when the two of them grow up, the gap in qualifications is reflected, the little flower fairy seedling is more than two inches, and the understanding is good, and they entered the foundation building period early, but Qiu Shan has not been able to break through, and has always been a disciple of the qi induction period.

At this time, the hall master was already a little dissatisfied, and later, once in a while, a disciple in the Zheshan Hall met Xiaohua when he was traveling outside, and he was shocked, and then asked someone to come to propose marriage.

At first, the hall master still remembered the agreement with his brother and repeatedly refused, but later, when he saw that the other party was indeed sincere, and Qiu Shan was indeed not angry, he moved his mind, but at that time, it may be that the other party was also cold-hearted, but he didn't mention it.

Qiu Shan knew that his qualifications and understanding were very poor, and it was hopeless to build a foundation just by relying on his own stupid cultivation, and he heard that Danxue Mountain recruited people to open a mine, and he could get a big sum by digging out a low-level vitality stone, so he was moved, and he could buy pills when he made money, and with pills, he had hope to build a foundation, and he could marry Xiaohua when he built a foundation, and he still understood this simple logic.

So a few years ago, he followed a few elders and senior brothers in the hall to Danxue Mountain, at the beginning, he really made a lot of money, and estimated that he would be able to gather the pills used to build the foundation in another year and a half, but he didn't expect the sky to fall into trouble, just because he took a look at the Qingtan in Aoki Hall, he was directly assigned to be a companion with Lei Meng.

The subsequent story Xiang Yang was clear, first he saw that Lei Meng was really pitiful, and the old man of Jinshentang was in danger, he took out all his savings for several years, and asked the elders and senior brothers in his hall to borrow debts.

Then Xiang Yang returned, he hugged his thigh directly, and reached the peak of foundation building like a dream, originally thought that he could finally return to his hometown to marry Xiaohua, but he didn't expect to get such bad news before he entered the door.

His biggest dream since he was a child was to marry Xiaohua as his wife.,How can I bear such a blow.,Others think it's crazy.,According to his own words, it's a gaffe.。。。

Looking at Qiu Shan's bitter gourd face, Xiang Yang sighed and pulled him up.

If you want to talk about this, I can't complain that the master of the hall is not authentic, after all, it is his niece, and it is also the right thing to want her to have a good home, although there are some violations of the promise, but you are nearly thirty years old and have not succeeded in building a foundation, that Xiaohua is estimated to be about the same age as you, although the monk's longevity is longer than that of mortals, and this age is also considered to be in its prime, but is it still a lifetime for people to wait for you?

According to Ba Hui's statement, he was married last night, and this cave house has naturally been entered, and the wood has been completed, so what else can he do? Although with Xiang Yang's current cultivation, a Zheshan Hall is not a problem, but everything must be reasonable, right? People who have no grievances with themselves just come to help Qiu Shan snatch the bride out? Xiang Yang really can't do this kind of thing.

However, this hill is indeed kind to Jinshentang, if it weren't for him, maybe his master Fu Gu would have been unable to support his death, besides, if he hadn't lent his savings for many years to Lei Meng, maybe he had already built a successful foundation and married Xiaohua through the door, standing in this perspective, it is reasonable, Xiang Yang really can't ignore this matter.

After hesitating for a while, Xiang Yang still made up his mind, and took Qiu Shan to visit Zheshan Hall, if his childhood sweetheart lover was voluntary, then it would be fine, and he would find another one in the future, if he was forced, then he would be sorry, and at most he would compensate Zheshan Tang.

Since the decision was made, he didn't delay any longer, and directly summoned Yunzhou, and roared away with Qiu Mountain, and those jade slips given by Master Lei Guang back then also had the introduction of the hall entrance of the Floating Jade Sect and the map of the sect, and he still knew the location of the Shan Hall, not far from the main peak of the Divine Mountain.

Zheshan Hall is one of the most powerful halls outside the Five Divine Hall, the ancestor is a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator, and there are several disciples in the middle and late stages of the Yudan, in case they all break through, a few Yuan Infants, and then the Five Divine Hall will be able to wrestle their wrists.

Zheshan is already very close to the center in the floating jade mountain range, not far from the thick soil hall of the five gods, the mountain is more than 2,000 zhang high, there is a jade palace at the top of the mountain, which is the place where the ancestors of the ancestors cultivated, and on the mountainside, there is a large-scale manor, which is the residence of the descendants of the Zhenshan Hall.

The corner of the manor is lit up, and the festive smell of last night has not yet dissipated.

Sitting on the grass, she looked at the house in front of her through the flowers on the edge of the meadow.

The windows and doors of the room were pasted with big characters, red and a little dazzling, and the lips of the child were high, while pulling the blades of grass beside him, while muttering something in a low voice.