Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 484 Returning Home

A few days later.

The dragon flag with a black background was buzzing on the wall of Zhennanguan in Beiya County. Soldiers wearing Great Dan armor stood at the top of the city and looked at the vast world ahead.

A large ship sailed down the Qingdu River in the gentle spring breeze and entered the Bailu River, a tributary of the river. After passing Zhennanguan, it returned to the territory of Dadan.

On the top of the ship's deck, there is a large statue with wings spread out, and on the spacious viewing platform on the third floor, there is a chess table and a beauty couch.

Mei Jinshui was wearing a white dress, standing on the edge of the fence, looking at her former country in the spring breeze, her eyes a little boring.

Cui Yingying was leaning on the beauty's couch. She was also a little bored. She originally wanted to chat with her master, but when she remembered that his master was having fun on the bed and got her in from behind, she felt angry and didn't want to speak.

The ferry came from Beishouzhou Yufeng, and the Dharma God Mei Jinshui was responsible for driving it. It was very fast and could have gone directly to Zuo's house.

But Zuo Lingquan suddenly disappeared. Mei Jinshui, a new daughter-in-law who came to visit her for the first time, could not go to meet her parents-in-law by herself, so the ferry slowed down when it arrived in Dadan and walked slowly to wait for Zuo Lingquan to come with her.

Zuo Lingquan disappeared together with Yutang and Jingxun, and Mei Jinshui guessed that he must have gone hunting somewhere. She really wanted to drag Yingying to join in the fun, but unfortunately Yutang was very alert, and her consciousness scanned half of Jiuzhou and couldn't find her, so she had to give up.

Beiya County is only more than 800 miles away from Dadan Capital City. As we rush along the surging river, the sun is not yet noon, and Donghua City, which stands on the riverside, appears between the mountains and rivers.

Returning to their hometown, the girls on the boat suddenly became lively.

Jiang Yi, who had long been homesick, put on a red princess dress and went to the deck with Leng Zhu, overlooking the river bank where she often played when she was a child.

Wu Qingwan also had a warm smile on her face, standing on tiptoes and looking at the valley hidden between the mountains and fields.

Since Qihuang Valley became the lower sect of Jingtao, and the two behemoths Zuo Lingquan and Wu Zunyi emerged, it has become the "Longxing Place" in Dongzhou. Even if the teaching level is still third-rate, the monks who come here to seek enlightenment There is still an endless stream of people, and even the nearby Donghua City has prospered several times.

Everyone turned back from Beishouzhou, and the news was not concealed. At this time, there were many people standing on the river bank. Several senior uncles from Qihuang Valley, Senior Sister Xiaohua, Cheng Jiujiang, Wang Rui, etc. were all there. There was even a Hanhan behind them. The big crab is holding a colorful flag in its pincers.

Shangguan Lingye saw this scene from a distance and felt a little anxious. He came to the viewing terrace and asked:

"Yingying, where did Zuo Lingquan go? We're almost home. His rightful owner is not here. How can he expect me to go out to socialize?"

Cui Yingying leaned on the beauty's couch and felt helpless when she heard these words:

"Go and ask your master. She abandoned us and ran off with Zuo Lingquan. You, the disciple, don't know where she is. How can I know?"

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye turned his attention to Mei Jinshui and wanted to ask where he was going. However, his eyes quickly moved down and landed on the hem of Mei Jinshui's skirt, and he frowned slightly.

After Mei Jinshui came back from Kuibingzhou, Lingye guessed that the master and apprentice had boarded the same boat by observing their words. However, the generation gap between her and Mei Jinshui was a bit big, and she did not dare to do so in the absence of the master. They came to each other's homes single-handedly to declare their family status, without any direct contact.

At this time, when he walked forward, Shangguan Lingye discovered that Mei Jinshui's plain long skirt was blown by the river wind, and the slender heels underneath were faintly exposed. Judging from the style, it was very similar to her red-soled shoes of the same style. High heels, the kind specially designed to increase Zuo Lingquan's attack speed...

?

Shangguan Lingye blinked, his eyes a little strange.

Mei Jinshui noticed the change in Lingye's expression, turned around, looked down, and then gently pulled up the hem of her skirt, revealing black high heels and fine black silk of the same color:

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

"...?"

This naughty hoof...

When Shangguan Lingye saw the equipment that completely copied hers, she took a deep breath, her chest almost exploded with anger, and she stood up straighter:

"Immortal Lord Mei, these things are worn by young people. For you to be such a senior person, wearing these is a bit undignified to be honest."

Mei Jinshui bit her red lips lightly, her eyes saying whether she was sexy or not:

"A woman should look good to please herself. As long as Zuo Lingquan likes her, no matter how ungrateful she is, she has to adapt to it, right?"

?

Shangguan Lingye has always been called by Jiang Yi as a 'coquettish fox and charming child'. She thought she was already good enough, but she never expected to encounter such a prodigal. She was stunned by just one sentence.

But Ling Ye has been in the back house for so many years, and she is not an innocent little girl. Seeing Mei Jinshui declare war face to face, she doesn't care about each other's seniority, and said with a smile:

"A woman should not be fooled by her looks. I wore these things a few years ago, and the styles are a bit outdated. Mei Immortal Lord has just entered the door, and she feels fresh wearing Zuo Lingquan. If you want to follow Zuo Lingquan's likes, you can't just learn from others. , You have to have your own ideas."

Cui Yingying, who was lying on the beauty's couch, saw two big waves clasping their hooves, and she had already become energetic. However, she did not dare to get involved in a contest of this scale. She just looked around with a strange smile.

On the deck, Jiang Yi, Qingwan, Qiutao, and Guagua, who were eager to return home, all noticed the smokeless encounter above. They did not turn their heads, but they all pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

Mei Jinshui saw that Ling Ye was able to catch it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to continue the trick, but suddenly he felt something, and turned his eyes to the southern sky.

Everyone looked around and saw a white cannonball speeding from the horizon, followed by three figures. In an instant, they traveled thousands of miles and landed on the ferry.

The dumpling crashed directly into Shangguan Lingye's arms, pretending to be exhausted, and opened its beak to beg for food.

Zuo Lingquan fell between the two, raised his eyes to the river, and said happily:

"Have you arrived in Donghua City? Stop gossiping and go down quickly."

These words are obviously to distract the Circus, lest Master Bao'er and A Sao fight.

When Shangguan Lingye saw that Master and Xianggong had returned, he naturally stopped talking and turned his attention to Master... Then he was taken aback!

Shangguan Yutang was still wearing a golden dragon scale dress, with a serious expression. After landing, he walked into the house. He seemed not to want to talk to everyone, but his steps were obviously wrong, and his eyes were a little erratic. He looked as if he was in a state of confusion. Seems like it.

Jingxun's face was also a little red, she lowered her head and said nothing, and followed Shangguan Yutang into the house, her steps unsteady.

?

How big is this game?

When Shangguan Lingye saw that his master had been treated like this, he was inevitably surprised and asked:

"Master, you..."

Shangguan Yutang told Zuo Lingquan to drive her to death, but the result was that she was defeated in a few quarters of an hour. Zuo Lingquan did not dare to spare her after he had already said cruel words. He really didn't know how to pity people.

That's all. I finally stopped in the middle and asked Jingxun to take over. As a result, the two of them had a close connection and felt the same way. It was not called a break at all, but a double stimulation of the soul. Even Jingxun couldn't bear it. He cried and rolled his eyes. , Needless to say, she is no longer the Dragon King, she is simply the water flooding the golden mountain.

This situation actually lasted for seven or eight days without any interruption. No matter how much I said good words or begged for mercy, it was of no avail. Shangguan Yutang didn’t know how he survived it. Anyway, he was still unconscious and just wanted to go back to the house and lie down on his stomach. a few days.

Hearing Lingye's voice, she came back to her senses and responded: "Master, I have something to worry about. Let's go and rest for a while. You can go shopping first and let me know when you get to Zuo's house."

He said and walked into the ship building.

Tang Jingxun was also a little dizzy, but he was able to recover because he was stronger than the tough-talking woman.

When she heard the words, she turned around and saw that she was at the door of her house. She walked back and ran to Jiang Yi silently.

Mei Jinshui looked at Yutang's limbs and looked like he was seeing a shameless junior. Yutang was very thin-skinned, and if she got pushy, she might let Zuo Lingquan do the same to her, so she didn't tease Yutang, but looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"Master Zuo, when you go to Tianwai, why do you turn your face pale? Is it cold outside?"

Zuo Lingquan's face was not pale, but his aura was indeed a bit weak. He smiled and said:

"It's a bit cold. Let's not talk about it. Let's go for a walk."

Seeing that the little girls were waiting, Mei Jinshui stopped teasing and got off the ferry with Yingying...

——

In the spring sky, a awning boat passed through the water gate of Linhefang and docked in the small street of Linhe.

The two patrolmen passing by looked at the faces of the strangers in white clothes standing on the bow of the boat; the old boatman sitting on the dock to rest smiled broadly and greeted cheerfully:

"Hey, shopkeeper Tang, are you back with Mr. Xianggong? It's been a few years since I've been away. It's been a long time since I went out. Where have you been shopping?"

"Hey, it's not interesting to run around in the southeast and northwest. It's still comfortable at home."

"Why is this little bird so fat? It used to be less than the size of a fist, but now it weighs four or five catties. Can it still fly?"

"grumble?"

Tuanzi quickly pressed the white hair on his stomach, indicating that he was puffy, how could he weigh four or five catties?

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and chuckled, and together with Jing Xun, they set foot on the small street when they came to the capital for the first time, facing Tangjia Restaurant.

Although it has been four or five years, the third uncle has been taking care of the restaurant, the doors and windows are as bright as new, and there are even couplets pasted on both sides of the door at the end of the year.

When Tang Jingxun returned to her home, the tiredness of the previous few days was swept away, and she quickly walked to the restaurant, opened the door, and checked back and forth:

"Everyone has been sent to clean the inside. Uncle San is really attentive..."

The dumplings are also like the little dolls who came home after an outing. They fell under the eaves where they liked to squat when they were young.

When Zuo Lingquan stood at the door of the shop, he remembered the scene when Jingxun poured a pot of boiling water, which was also the beginning of his journey.

At that time, he was not allowed to enter the Immortal Gate. In order to maintain his boyish body, he was still a high-cold knight who was not close to women. A pot of water in a quiet place poured directly into his heart, awakening his lustful soul. He walked into the wine shop.

If he hasn't found the Immortal Gate in the future, he will probably become a hermit swordsman and settle down here with Jing Xun's little rich woman, practicing swords and selling wine during the day, playing with birds and kneading balls at night, and living an ordinary life.

However, this is just a hypothesis, and this situation is unlikely to occur. Jingxun is the divine envoy of Vermilion Bird, and sooner or later he will soar into the sky; if he is just an ordinary swordsman, then the most likely possibility is that one day he will suddenly discover that his wife is actually a boss of the Xian family, and then he will become a spiritual practitioner. The first soft-boiled man started to embark on a long road to life with his wife...

While Zuo Lingquan was thinking wildly, he walked into a small restaurant with only four wine tables. The small stove for warming the wine had been extinguished. Jingxun brought some firewood from the backyard, then took the dumplings and pinched them against the stove hole:

"grumble!"

"grumble?"

I was a little unhappy that my mother was using the dumplings as a 'turkey hunt', but I was afraid that my lunch would be gone, so I reluctantly opened the bird's beak and blew out a small flame to light it.

Bang bang...

As a wisp of green smoke rises, the small wine shop that has been closed for several years finally smells of human fireworks again.

Tang Jingxuan nodded with satisfaction, picked up a pot of water, put it on the stove to heat, and let Tuanzi watch. Then he picked up a small shovel, ran to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard, and started digging.

Zuo Lingquan opened the curtain and went to the backyard, squatted down next to it, took the small shovel, dug out the 'Nerv Hong' buried under the tree, and asked with a smile:

"Do you want to bury a few more jars?"

Tang Jingxun held the small wine jar and looked back and forth:

"I definitely want it. When I think of the wine buried at home, I want to come back and have a look. The more the wine is hidden, the more fragrant it becomes, and the longer the time goes by, the more I want to come back. If there is no wine buried at home, and I might run away one day, I will leave it here. forget."

"Too."

"Come on, open it and have a taste."

Jingxun ran into the bedroom with the wine jar, took out two small wine bowls, and placed them on the small table. After thinking about it, he put the jewelry box that he had treasured for many years and the box of rouge that Zuo Lingquan gave him on the table. on the dressing table.

Zuo Lingquan came into the room, picked up the 'Red Flower Honey' on the dressing table, shook his head and smiled:

"How many years have passed and you still have it?"

"The token of love you gave me will have to be held in my hand when I'm buried. Fortunately, I found it after the last fire, otherwise I would have to feel sad for the rest of my life..."

"What about burial? We are immortal."

"Then it's even more important to keep them. People tend to forget things when they live for a long time. Look at my mother-in-law. She still keeps the iron rods and straw sandals from her childhood. They are like treasures and she won't let me touch them..."

Tang Jingxuan sat in front of the bed. Even though his Taoism had reached the sky, he still looked like Xiaojiabiyu. He handed the wine bowl to Zuo Lingquan, then held the wine bowl in both hands and looked back and forth in the boudoir. He was probably recalling his lonely childhood and sleeping alone in the room. Several days and nights here.

"Dumpling!"

"grumble……"

After a shout, Tuantuan, who was boiling water outside, ran into the house with eight-figure steps. Then, just like when he was a child, he jumped onto the quiet bed, rolling back and forth, looking for the feeling of childhood.

Tang Jingxun was then satisfied. Just like when he was a child, he took out a few grains of millet and placed them next to the pillow.

It's a pity that Tuanzi is no longer the little bird that stole the millet, and he doesn't want to open his mouth.

Tang Jingxuan blinked, and then his face darkened:

"eat!"

"grumble……"

Tuanzi shrank his neck, and in order to bring back the old feeling for his mother, he had no choice but to turn over and start pecking at the rice.

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny. He put his arms around Jingxun's lower back and joked:

"There are quite a lot of nannies at home. No matter how aggressive Tuanzi is, be careful that he won't kiss you again."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi shook his head quickly and rubbed against Jingxun's legs twice. Judging from his expression, he probably meant - Aquan, you can't say this. If you don't have lunch, you'll have to pay for it...

Tang Jingxun was quite satisfied with Tuanzi's cowardly reaction and hummed:

"No matter how many wet nurses there are in the house, I raised it. When one day it stops kissing me, I will throw it back to Evergreen Mountain and wait for it to be hungry for a few days before I know it is back."

"Chiji..."

Tuanzi shook his head like a rattle and tried his best to show his loyalty.

Zuo Lingquan took a sip of the old wine brewed by Jing Xun. The spicy wine went into his throat, and there was a smile in his eyes. After thinking about it, he put down the wine bowl, hugged Jing Xun, and fell side by side on the pillow.

Tang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then quietly raised his hand and waved, indicating that Tuantuan could go out. At the same time, he frowned and asked:

"Can you still get up?"

?

Zuo Lingquan was speechless and gestured to his powerful body:

"Why can't I get up? With the body of the Immortal Emperor, I won't be afraid of you coming together. But now I'm not interested in getting better. I'm just holding Sister Tang and imagining what it would be like if I didn't embark on the spiritual path."

Tang Jingxun had been treated by "Double Happiness" for so many days, and it felt like the white jade tiger was swollen from being beaten with a stick. Even if she could resist it now, the mother-in-law who was recuperating would have to scold her to death. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was not messing around, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and responded:

"If you haven't embarked on the spiritual path, then you will definitely stay in the capital and become the prince-consort. Well... During the day, the princess was handling the affairs of the court, and you had nothing to do and couldn't control your lust, so you secretly ran to Linhefang, carrying the princess and Feng Yun Xiaojiu on your back. Mom secretly had a private meeting..."

?

Zuo Lingquan blinked, feeling that this sounded a bit weird, but after careful consideration, it was not impossible...

Tang Jingxun stirred a strand of hair with his fingers and continued:

"The princess has a lot of things to do. When she returned to the palace, she found that you were not there. She became suspicious. Then she found this place, broke into the door, and caught you in bed. Then she castrated you and became the little yellow door next to the princess..."

"How can this be."

"Even if you are not castrated, I will definitely beat you half to death. The princess is a spiritual practitioner. If you have not embarked on the spiritual path, you are no match for the princess. Women are strong and men are weak. They are not as fierce as Yutang's wife."

"Yeah too."

"What is that too?"

Zuo Lingquan was imagining the scene where he couldn't beat Jiang Yi and was hanged and hammered by Jiang Yi, when he suddenly found Jing Xun in his arms, his eyes changed, and then his cheeks became cold, and he was not angry:

"Do you think I am fierce?"

?

Aren't you fierce? !

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze and he said with a smile:

"No, no, just talking nonsense, Tangtang, are you alright?"

Before Shangguan Yutang had time to respond, his eyes began to change, and then Jing Xun's annoyed tone came:

"Smelly woman, what are you interrupting? Every time you come here to pick up on the middle, you want to hug a man and chat, you won't find opportunities by yourself?"

"He commented on the deity behind his back, and the deity heard it, but can't respond?"

"You said you came here by yourself, what are you doing with my body? Could it be that Xiu was scared and didn't dare to come over? Xiao Zuo, let's go back, talk to her face to face, and see if she dares to speak so harshly... "

"..."

Yutang seemed to be scared by Xiu these few days, so he didn't speak any more.

Only then was Tang Jingxun satisfied, and with a light snort, she leaned back on Zuo Lingquan's arm, and continued to chat with Xianggong about the daily life in the leisurely spring day...

——

Returning to my hometown inevitably involves various social interactions.

As the alchemy elder of Qihuang Valley, Wu Qingwan returned to the sect, and it took a lot of time just to condolences to the disciples and senior brothers.

When Jiang Yi returned home, the royal family of Great Dan was naturally solemn, and many relatives of the Jiang family ran to the riverside to greet her in person.

Zuo Lingquan is a son-in-law. His status is lower than that of a princess in the secular world, but he is also a contemporary Immortal Emperor. When meeting with the secular royal family in public, it is wrong to pose in any posture. Zuo Lingquan didn't mind following Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi was afraid that the people on the terrace would gossip, so she let him go for a stroll first, and deal with Jiang's clan by herself.

After the entertainment, Wu Qingwan went to Qihuang Valley together with her classmates, and took Mei Jinshui and others to visit; Jiang Yi returned to the capital to visit her home.

Jiang Yi did not let the guards accompany her as she was used to the life of cultivating the Dao. She just took Xiao Lengzhu along and walked on the familiar streets just like the private visits in micro-clothes back then.

There were people coming and going on Linhe Street, Leng Zhu walked behind the beauty in red, muttering in a low voice:

"Let me see, Immortal Lord Mei is really powerful. He provokes Lingye when he comes up. He will definitely not stop at home in the future. Sister Lingye just chatted with her in private. It seems that she wants to join forces. With her skills, Sister Lingye With her intelligence, I will deal with Mei Immortal Lord together, my aunt refuses to agree, she insists on calling her 'sister' to help..."

Jiang Yi looked like she was staying out of the world and not contending with the world, and said flatly:

"Wicked people have their own grind, and they always have to pay back when they come out to mess around. Doesn't Ling Ye like to show off? Now there is a more powerful one at home, and he can't beat him. Show is even more insignificant. Don't call us sisters one by one. We I won’t give her a platform and let’s see what she does.”

"Isn't there still an ancestor? The ancestor still seems to be biased towards sister Lingye. As long as sister Lingye hugs the thigh of the ancestor, she is still a little dependent..."

The two chatted casually, and walked to the back alley of Linhefang without knowing it.

Jiang Yi was dressed in red like fire, with a sword hanging on her waist. She stood under a wall, looking at the bluestone pavement. After thinking about it, she pulled out the bamboo pendant from her collar and rubbed it gently with her fingers.

The scene engraved on the bamboo pendant is exactly this alley; the large cornices and blue bricks of the old streets above are exactly the same as those under the feet. The only shortcoming is that the young man and woman hugging each other under the corner are missing. Dao still feels embarrassed by the "papa..." sound.

Perhaps because she felt that she was not immersed enough, Jiang Yi glanced at Leng Zhu, who was still mumbling next to her, and raised her hand to pat her buttocks.

Snapped--

"ah……"

Leng Zhu was startled, turned around quickly, and covered his buttocks:

"Princess, I was wrong..."

Satisfied, Jiang Yi withdrew her hand and asked:

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I……"

How do I know what's wrong?

Facing the princess's inquiry, Leng Zhu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, the handsome prince-in-law also knows how to care about his most caring little cotton-padded jacket.

Before Leng Zhu could figure out the reason, he heard another "pa--" sound. He looked up and saw the prince-consort in white robe standing behind the princess at some point. He raised his hand and said with a serious face. The princess took a picture of her buttocks.

?

Jiang Yi was caught off guard, her whole body trembled, and then without looking back, she hit her behind with her elbow.

This kind of response has been used countless times. Zuo Lingquan didn't even need to pay attention. He ducked sideways and smoothly, raised his hand and hooked Jiang Yi's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"It's been so many years, and you still hold grudges? Why do you slap Leng Zhu on the butt?"

Jiang Yi was attacked by a surprise attack and was quite annoyed. She twisted her shoulders and tried to wrestle with Zuo Lingquan:

"You little thief, I...hey..."

As soon as he said the fierce words, Zuo Lingquan repeated his old trick, leaning against the wall, holding her on his lap, raising his hands, and was about to reenact the scene of the year.

Jiang Yi was frightened and quickly raised her hand:

"Okay, can you do it if I don't tell you?"

Zuo Lingquan was satisfied, but he still patted Jiang Yi, causing waves of flesh behind her skirt:

Snapped--

"We're here now, but we have to remember the past... Why are you staring at me? Does it hurt? I'll rub it for you..."

Jiang Yi was helpless with Zuo Lingquan before, but even more so now. She gritted her teeth and said softly:

"I don't feel any pain, let me get up!"

With a smile on his face, Zuo Lingquan helped Jiang Yi up. Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Yi escaped, he stepped on his foot, turned around and ran away.

Tread...

Leng Zhu didn't know whether he was loyal or wanted to cut off the beard. Anyway, he was very brave at this time. He opened his arms to block Zuo Lingquan so that the princess could escape safely.

But this is obviously of no use.

Zuo Lingquan easily pulled Jiang Yi back, and caught Leng Zhu as well, holding their wrists:

"Okay, I won't bully others, let's go back to our old place, okay?"

Seeing that she couldn't run away, Jiang Yi stopped resisting, but her mouth was still firm:

"You can still bully me and my aunt..."

Leng Zhu interjected in a low voice: "Master Zuo doesn't dare to bully my aunt. It seems that everyone in the family dares to bully you... Yeah~"

Before she finished speaking, her butt was slapped by the consort.

Leng Zhu quickly added: "And me."

Jiang Yi had nothing to say to the maid who was always trying to make trouble, and she frowned and said:

"You grew up with me, how could I watch you being bullied, how about I look for you..."

Leng Zhu was shocked and quickly hugged Zuo Lingquan's arm without letting go:

"No, no, no, I want to share the joys and sorrows with the princess, and I can't be ungrateful~"

"Hmph~"

…

The three of them were jostling around and soon arrived at Fuyan Palace in the imperial city.

Although Jiang Yi no longer lives in the palace, she has not officially married. The eldest princess's palace is still reserved, and the palace maids are cleaning it every day and are on standby.

Jiang Yi landed outside the dormitory. After walking around for a while, she and Leng Zhu began to pack their things and took away the furnishings that they used in previous years.

After all, setting off this time means getting married. From now on, she will become a member of the Zuo family and have to say goodbye to the place where she was born and grew up.

There are a lot of things in Jiang Yi's bedroom, and there is a dark room behind the bedroom, where there are some desks, on which there are talisman boxes, pill bottles, exercise secret books, boxes containing white jade beads, etc.

In the past, Great Alchemy cultivation resources were poor, and the entire dynasty could only receive thousands of white jade beads every year. Jiang Yi regarded these as treasures.

But now it seems that they are all items that even Independent Cultivator considers useless and of no great use at all.

Jiang Yi did not throw away these things. After all, their collection significance was no less than the iron straw sandals that the ancestors had treasured for thousands of years. She picked up the talisman box, looked at the empty box, thought about it and asked:

"Zuo Lingquan, where are the things I gave you?"

Naturally, it was impossible for Zuo Lingquan to throw away the small gift from his wife. He flicked his wrist and took out the deerskin talisman from the Linglong Pavilion. Although it was basically unused, it was still as bright as new. I couldn't bear to use them, so I treasured the two worry-free charms to this day.

Jiang Yi took the deerskin talisman holder, looked back and forth, and nodded slightly:

"It seems you still have some conscience. I thought you only collected handkerchiefs and bellybands. These have been lost a long time ago."

Zuo Lingquan said with a smile: "These are souvenirs that are meaningful to collect. Collection is to preserve past memories. I'm not a pervert. How could I only collect bellyband handkerchiefs?"

Jiang Yi returned the deerskin talisman holder to Zuo Lingquan and put away the various belongings in the darkroom:

"When I go home this time, I'm going to get married. My aunt is thin-skinned, so I guess she'll give her a try. You have to persuade her."

"That's natural. When the time comes, I'll cover my head and I won't know anyone. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

"I heard from Lingye that Patriarch and Sister Yingying have paid homage to Heaven and Earth and don't want to disturb us. Jingxun said the same thing. You have to persuade them too."

"Really?"

Leng Zhu interjected in a low voice: "They are not being humble. First come to the hall, then go first. First come first, then first, and the last ones are all younger sisters. After finally getting in the front, let them come to worship for the second time, and enter the door together in no particular order. , they will definitely not be happy."

Jiang Yi nodded: "Yes, so you have to bring them in, and you have to worship together. If they specialize first, my aunt, Lingye, and I won't worship, and we will come at the time we know each other. Calculate."

Leng Zhu interjected: "Whether it's based on the time we've known each other or the time we've spent together, Sister Jingxun is the boss."

Jiang Yi blinked: "Then it will be calculated according to the time of the engagement. Anyway, if you don't arrange to worship together, there will definitely be no rest in the future."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and said: "We must worship together. It's a pity that a few people are absent on such an important day."

Leng Zhu thought for a moment and asked, "It's troublesome to worship together. Who will go in front and who will go behind?"

Jiang Yi blinked and felt that this was indeed a problem.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and said, "There's no front or back. I'll make the door bigger, so we can enter the door side by side."

Jiang Yi thought about it and made some calculations:

"Me, Auntie, Jingxun... There are nine people in total. Miss Qiu said hello, and my close aunt Yunzhi also had to go through the motions. That's ten people. I'm afraid this door needs to be repaired like the main hall of the sect... ..."

Leng Zhu looked eagerly, and after hearing for a long time that he didn't see his name, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and whispered:

"Princess?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yi turned around and asked knowingly, "Is there something wrong?"

Leng Zhu's eyes were very tangled, and he glanced at Zuo Lingquan, wanting the concubine's help to explain.

How could Zuo Lingquan forget Xiao Lengzhu? Even if he forgot Jiang Yi, he would not let him go. He said with a smile:

"Okay, let me make the arrangements. The bride can't worry about these things."

Seeing this, Jiang Yi said nothing more and packed her luggage seriously...

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In the afternoon, a group of fierce horses galloped across the green fields on the river bank, heading towards the valley in the Evergreen Mountains.

On horseback, Zuo Lingquan put on a green robe, just like when he first entered the capital. He held a sword at his waist and looked heroic, just like a knight riding a horse in the spring.

Jiang Yi sat sideways in Zuo Lingquan's arms, her fiery red skirt fluttering in the spring breeze. Her eyes did not look at the spring-filled mountains and fields, but always stayed on the beautiful face so close at hand.

If she didn't have immortality, this might be the life she wanted most in her imagination - a handsome knight in red clothes with a sword, riding a horse and whipping for three thousand miles. It wasn't until she was tired of walking that she stopped in a green space with an elegant environment. With three houses and a few acres of fertile land, we forget all the disturbances in the past and only see each other.

But if there is no immortality, and only a few dozen springs and autumns are passed by human hands, her hair will turn white, and this face as loving as bone marrow will eventually turn into a bad old man.

After Jiang Yi stared at it for a long time, she felt that although short-lived beauty is easier for people to cherish and remember, if you can live for tens of thousands of years and fall in love slowly, it is estimated that no one will like the poignant vow of 'growing old together'.

So Jiang Yi came back from her immersed thoughts and looked towards the countryside:

"What's wrong with you? You can fly over thirty miles away in the blink of an eye. What kind of horse are you riding?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged Jiang Yi, rode his horse and whipped his whip, and said with a smile:

"It's been many years since I've ridden a horse. Flying swords against the wind is fast, but it doesn't win the soul. A real man should have a horse, a sword, and a beautiful woman. What he wants is this 'chivalrous' flavor."

"Return the soul..."

Jiang Yi had nothing to say, leaning on Zuo Lingquan's arms, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery of Qihuang Valley.

As Qihuang Valley became famous and became a famous and upright sect, the world outside the sect was turned upside down.

The original Qihuang Town has now been expanded into Qihuang City. The ferry is under construction, and there are a lot of fairy shops inside. The ones that have not been demolished and rebuilt are probably the 'Valkyrie Temple' outside the town. Nowadays, the temple is full of incense. Even Mei Jinshui went in to burn incense sticks when she passed by. She didn't know whether she wanted to ask the Valkyrie to bless her to have a son soon, or was teasing Yutang.

When Zuo Lingquan arrived in Qihuang Town, he dismounted and walked, passing by the brand-new streets. He recalled his past experiences along the way. Occasionally, he could find some sword marks from his fights on the old bricks in the streets.

Zuo Lingquan has reached the top of this world and will no longer be looked down upon by any immortal. Now he has returned to the place where he first stepped into the Immortal Gate. He recalls that once, "If I don't become an immortal, I will kill no one in the world." The unyielding ambition of becoming an immortal makes me feel filled with emotions, and I feel that I was a better person back then.

Walking through the streets with a strong horse, you can often see the Independent Cultivators setting up stalls on the roadside shouting.

Zuo Lingquan didn't pay attention to these independent cultivators working at the bottom at first, but as he walked, he suddenly felt that one of the independent cultivators looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he walked over and took out a small porcelain bottle and took out a small black beetle. :

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure this is the 'Soul-Suppressing Dragon Gu'? I've traveled all over the country for so many years, and I've fed a lot of things, but I've never used it once."

Buzzing…

The little black beetle didn't know if he understood it, so he spread his wings, flapped his wings, and got back into the bottle.

The Independent Cultivator who set up the stall still remembered this noble man who asked for two taels of silver and gave him ten taels, and smiled slightly awkwardly:

"It takes a hundred years to become a demon, a thousand years to become a dragon, and a thousand years to become a Gu. Fellow Daoist has only been raising it for a few years. Look at this shiny carapace. It is not ordinary at first sight. Only after hundreds of years of careful raising can you see the effect." .”

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes and thought that if this little broken insect could live for hundreds of years, he would be an Immortal Grade and become an Immortal Grade. Isn't this nonsense?

Zuo Lingquan still cherished the 'memory' of the Cultivator's first loss, and did not argue with the stall Independent Cultivator. After a few words, he and Jiang Yi returned to the Qihuang Valley, which had been drastically renovated. , saw the waterfall with a rainbow hanging on the northern cliff next to Qingwan's residence.

Jiang Yi was once the senior sister of Qihuang Valley, not long ago, and many disciples knew her. As soon as she came back, many disciples wanted to come over and say hello, but Zuo Lingquan was in front of her, and they all knew her identity, so it was a bit awkward. Dare to step forward.

Jiang Yi looked at the bamboo forest deep in Qihuang Valley, waved her hand and said:

"Go and accompany your aunt. I'll chat with my junior brothers and sisters. You're standing here and getting in the way."

Zuo Lingquan smiled, put the horse in the stable outside the sect, and walked to the depths of Qihuang Valley in a familiar way...

(end of this chapter)