Lingxiao Immortal Clan

Time passed gradually.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the fifteenth day of the next month.

On this day, all the houses in Lingxiao Mountain, Lingshi Clan Mountain, were decorated with lights, and the entire Lingshi Clan Mountain was filled with joy.

Outside the mountain gate, pleasant monks kept coming.

These monks are all monks from all over the world of Bailingmen.

Since the clan leader Ling Yunhong learned about Ling Pengyun's marriage a month ago, he spread the news widely.

Ling Pengyun gained a lot of prestige during the beast tide chaos more than ten years ago, and helped many foundation-building families escape from the invasion of monsters.

In addition, the Ling family is now very popular, and it is enough to firmly rank as the number one foundation-building family in the entire Bailingmen realm.

This also makes the monks from all the major forces in the entire Bailingmen realm.

Even some high-level monks from the Spirit Talisman Ancestor Faction in Bailing Sect sent monks to deliver heavy gifts.

Even some members of the Ling clan who were originally stationed in the outside world asked for leave and returned to the clan mountain with heavy gifts, so as to congratulate Ling Pengyun, the supreme elder, on his happy day, and also to meet Ling Pengyun's Taoist companion Yan Siyi.

By the time it was noon, most of the visitors were welcomed into Lingxiao Mountain.

On the top of Lingxiao Mountain, there was also a loud sound of a copper bell.

"The time has come to welcome the new couple."

These words have just been spoken.

In the distance, a festive red sedan pulled by a group of white-feathered cranes appeared in the sky.

There are thousands of various birds surrounding this festive sedan.

The songs of these birds were quite unified, and they did not make any noisy sound. Instead, the chirping of thousands of birds was quite beautiful. Under the support, the red sedan added a bit of joy.

At the same time, at the top of Luoxia Mountain.

Ling Pengyun, who was wearing a bright red festive robe, looked happy when he saw the wedding sedan approaching in the sky.

With a wave of his Taoist robe, a large field of flowers of various colors that had been prepared flew out of the storage bag on his waist.

Ling Pengyun followed suit, jumped on the flower, and flew up with countless flowers on her feet, suspended above Lingxiao Mountain, quietly waiting for the arrival of the wedding sedan.

After a while, the wedding sedan pulled by the cranes arrived above Lingxiao Mountain.

Countless festive drum sounds also sounded from all over Lingxiao Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, from the wedding sedan pulled by the cranes, a white arm stretched out and opened the red curtain of the sedan.

I saw a female cultivator wearing a red wedding robe, a sash tied tightly around her slender waist, and a red cloth covering her face, but with an excellent figure walking out.

Ling Pengyun, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw this person arriving, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he stepped on countless flowers under his body to welcome him.

"lady……."

The beautiful woman was identified as Yan Siyi. Yan Siyi, whose face was covered by a red cloth, smiled even more when she heard this and replied sweetly.

"Husband."

"Madam, come into the mountain with me."

Ling Pengyun's thoughts moved, and the large field of bright flowers under his feet separated into many branches and stopped in front of Yan Siyi.

Yan Siyi nodded lightly and stepped into the sea of ​​flowers.

Ling Pengyun also took Yan Siyi's soft, boneless hand.

Together with him, the sea of ​​flowers at his feet slowly fell towards the flat land outside the ancestral temple halfway up Lingxiao Mountain where the wedding banquet was held.

The sky above the top of Lingxiao Mountain also appeared and fell into the mountain at this moment, supporting today's protagonists Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi.

When the two of them landed in the center of the wedding banquet, Ling Pengyun also thanked all the guests present.

"Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to have another wedding banquet today."

After saying this, Ling Pengyun took Yan Siyi and walked slowly to the ancestral temple next to the wedding banquet.

There are four seats in the main seat in the ancestral temple.

Ling Pengyun's parents, Ling Xiaoshun and Yang Qiuyun, Yan Siyi's grandfather Yan Cang, and Ling clan leader Ling Yunhong, are sitting here.

There are more places on both sides of the ancestral temple, with twenty-five chairs on each side, and a monk sitting on each chair.

Most of these monks are the older generation of the Ling family or the foundation of the family, or are relatives of Ling Pengyun's cousin Yang Siling, cousin Yang Sitong and so on.

A few were monks sent by major forces or families with good relations with the Ling family.

For example, relatives of the Ling family, the Pingyun Yang family, the Yunwu Wen family, Zhang Yan, deputy director of the Bailingmen Deacon Hall, etc., all sit here.

besides.

Behind the chairs on both sides of the ancestral temple stood dozens and hundreds of juniors of the Ling family, or some monks who had a good relationship with the Ling family.

And only during weddings in the clan, people from outside the clan can enter the Ling clan's ancestral temple, so that the Ling clan's ancestors can witness this lively occasion.

At this moment, "Ling Penglin", the formation mage of Peng generation who acted as the female emcee, saw a touch of joy on her face when she saw today's newcomers arriving, and she stood up from her seat.

"The new guy is here!"

"Bow down to me!"

Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi held hands, walked slowly to the main seat of the ancestral temple, and bowed deeply to Ling Xiaoshun, his wife, Yan Cang, and Ling Yunhong who were sitting at the main seat.

"Second greetings to relatives and friends."

Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi also bowed their hands slightly and saluted the monks sitting or standing on both sides of the ancestral temple.

After all, the monks sitting or standing on both sides were not the parents and elders of Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi, and there were even many Qi practicing monks among them.

On the other hand, Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi's cultivation levels were both at the level of foundation building, so there was no need to pay homage to those monks.

"Couple greetings!"

Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi turned to each other, stood facing each other, and bowed deeply to each other.

"The groom lifts his hijab."

The customs in the world of cultivating immortals are quite different. You can lift the hijab without entering a cave.

Ling Pengyun followed suit and reached out to lift the red hijab on Yan Siyi's head.

Yan Siyi's beautiful face was also displayed in front of Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun looked at the woman in front of him who had officially become his wife. The joy on his face was even greater, and he was also a little excited in his heart. All the things he had done with Yan Siyi over the years could not help but come to mind.

It seems that these are only in a moment.

The surrounding guests also sent out congratulations at this time.

There were also many guests who praised Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi for their good looks.

"The couple drinks spiritual tea together."

Then, two maids, played by female cultivators of the Ling family, used trays and walked up to Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi carrying two cups of spiritual tea.

Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi also picked up the two cups of spiritual tea respectively and drank one cup of spiritual tea.

Afterwards, the two of them briefly toasted the spiritual tea in their hands to the hundreds of relatives and friends in the ancestral hall to show their respect.

Those relatives and friends also have maids serving them spiritual tea, and they return the favor.

After drinking a sip of spiritual tea with other relatives and friends in the ancestral temple, Ling Penglin, who acted as the master of ceremonies, also smiled and said.

"It's done."

"All the guests are seated and enjoying wine."

As soon as these words were said, the monks in the ancestral temple gradually stood up, left the ancestral temple, walked to the large wedding banquet center outside the ancestral temple, and sat down near a few empty tables.

The other monks, who were already sitting at dozens or hundreds of tables, were waiting expectantly to find out what the dishes for Ling's wedding banquet would be.

After a few breaths, a maid shuttled through the wedding banquet carrying fragrant dishes, sweet spiritual fruit juice, spiritual wine and other spiritual objects.

In just a short time, dozens or hundreds of empty tables in this banquet area were filled with twenty-four dishes of spiritual food.

These spiritual foods were cooked by Ling Pengyun's cousin Yang Siling and the ten spiritual chefs borrowed from the Jiaomang Lake branch, relying on spiritual objects. They are first-class spiritual objects, and their effectiveness is equivalent to the same level of cultivation elixirs. .

In addition, each visitor was also given a first-class low-grade spiritual peach planted by Lingshi, which was a great treat.

As a result, all the guests' faces were filled with smiles, and they kept using their chopsticks to pick up the food on the plates, for fear that their chopsticks would be slow and someone at the same table would take them away.

At night, Ling Pengyun and his wife, in their wedding clothes, also calculated the value of the gifts they received from the wedding banquet.

It’s not that I didn’t know it, but I was shocked to find that the total value of the gifts they received from their wedding banquet was close to tens of thousands of spiritual stones.

Of course, they also knew that this was because there were so many people at the wedding banquet.

And the party boss will have to pay back at least 70% of these gifts in the future.

But even so, the couple was still happy.

The next day.

The wedding banquet continues.

The event lasted for three days, and Ling's family provided three meals for the guests every day.

This also made those visitors quite satisfied with their meal, and their good impression of Ling's family deepened a lot.

And this is what Ling wants to see.

………

After the wedding banquet.

The newlyweds Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi, their parents and Yan Siyi's grandfather Yan Cang, after seeing off their relatives and friends, returned to the small courtyard where Ling Pengyun once lived.

As soon as everyone entered the courtyard, they sat together on the stone table in the courtyard.

"Father, mother, grandpa, now that Siyi and I are married, what are your plans?"

Ling Pengyun asked his parents, Ling Xiaoshun, Yang Qiuyun, and Yan Cang.

"Your father and I still plan to go to Jiaomanfang City to run a shop, so that we can earn some spiritual stones. After all, we are not very old."

"At the same time, I can also see your cousin and Xiaohong's child from time to time. My aunt and uncle are also over there in Fangshi. Your father and I also have company." Yang Qiuyun from the host family replied first.

"I agree with you mother. When you two have a baby, I will retire and help you take care of the baby." Ling Xiaoshun agreed with a smile.

"I also agree with this. I will stop after you give birth to your child. Now I also plan to return to Jiaomang Lake first. I still need to be in charge of the Lingzhi Hall in the Jiaomang Lake branch."

"Every year, I can earn a lot of spiritual stones by sitting in Lingzhi Hall. In addition, the spiritual energy on the side of Jiaomang Lake is also richer, which is helpful for my cultivation."

Yan Cang said with a smile.

Yan Siyi, who had never spoken a word, sighed helplessly when she heard this.

Yan Cang has only a few years left to live, and she desperately wants to be by Yan Cang's side.

But the spiritual plants on Luoxia Mountain still needed to be taken care of by her husband Ling Pengyun, and she and Ling Pengyun had just gotten married. If she went to Jiaomang Lake, the two places would be separated, which would be a bit bad.

Giving birth to a child is too difficult.

It is much more difficult for monks to have children than for ordinary people. It is extremely common for monks to be unable to have children for several years or even ten years.

Under the dilemma, Yan Siyi's expression gradually became gloomy.

Ling Pengyun also noticed Yan Siyi's worries and spoke up.

"Madam, every autumn in the future, I can accompany you to Jiaomang Lake and Jiaomanfang City for a stay. In this way, we can also accompany my grandfather and parents together."

"With a delay of one quarter every year, the growth rate of spiritual plants in Luoxia Mountain will not be much slower."

Hearing this, Yan Siyi's depression immediately dissipated, and her face lit up with joy.

"good."

"That's very good." Yan Cang said with a smile.

"Yes, it seems that every autumn, your father and I can eat the spiritual food cooked by our daughter-in-law." Yang Qiuyun also said with a smile.

Then the family started chatting together.

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