There were many knowledgeable people on the flying boat, and they quickly recognized that it was a fourth-level low-grade flying boat, with a speed of more than five thousand miles per hour.
Such a flying boat must be controlled by a real person. There is actually an ancestor of Jindan on our ship, but we don’t know who the palace master is?
Someone curiously walked to the front of the cabin and poked his head around. What they saw were three strange young people, one man and two women. They couldn't help but be surprised.
These three people are Qing Xiaoling and Dandan Zhuzhu. During their time in Yunxiao Sect, the three demon kings learned many human spells, including controlling flying boats.
If this person knew that there was Mu Zixue with Yuanying strength hidden in the crowd, and Qin Mingyue who had been practicing in a certain space, his jaw would probably drop.
This kind of strength has surpassed Sangzhou on paper and is enough to destroy a small country like Daye.
A small foundation-building cultivator could gather such terrifying power around him!
…
Three hours later, the flying boat arrived at Shuyang County.
The elder monks of the Zhao family went to make arrangements for the guests on the ship. Yang Zhen took Zhao Yue'er and Zhao Qingfeng, the seventeenth elder of the Zhao family, to Dexing Hall, accompanied by Chen Fugui and Bao Yinglian.
Aunt Fu, who was dressed as a middle-aged woman, was chatting with someone in front of the counter. When she saw several people breaking in, she took a closer look and recognized Chen Fugui first, and then Yang Zhen. She couldn't help being surprised.
"Mr. Yang...Little Shitou," she greeted, "Fugui has written several times, saying that you have been practicing in seclusion in the past few years. Now you are done and you are out of seclusion?"
"How can there be any great achievements in the path of spiritual practice?" Yang Zhen nodded towards Chen Fugui and said to Aunt Fu with a smile.
Not long after, Grandma Chen, Chen Fuzhen, and several children gathered around and asked for help.
Although Chen Fugui's income in Chunan Town has increased several times compared with before, it would take almost six Zhonglings for two people to make a round trip from Wushui County to Shuyang. He was used to being frugal, so he was quite reluctant to give it up, so he never came back to read it except for letters in the past few years.
He and Bao Yinglian had already become Taoist couples, and this time they came back to visit relatives.
After some pleasantries, Yang Zhen explained her intention.
It turns out that as the other party to the marriage, Yang Zhen needs to find an elder for herself. Although the Xiling Patriarch of the Yunxiao Sect has made arrangements, they will definitely not participate in these mortal red tapes; Qin Wan is her adoptive mother, and it is not appropriate for her to marry someone else's daughter now. After thinking about it, I found this place.
When Grandma Chen heard this, she was startled, shook her head, and waved her hands. The old man felt uncomfortable at the thought of sitting with those big shots and immortals. After Aunt Fu's repeated persuasion, she finally agreed.
Yang Zhen discussed with Aunt Fu again and agreed on the agenda of accepting, asking for names, accepting, and requesting time. Aunt Fu and Zhao Qingfeng will discuss some details.
The wedding is the day after tomorrow, the general process has been decided, and some of it is just a formality.
Yang Zhen finally left many gifts and snacks for the children and said goodbye.
…
The next day, the sixth day of July, according to the custom of Yunzhou, important people in the clan need to hold ancestor worship before getting married.
At midnight in the morning, there was a dark crowd in front of the ancestral hall in Zhaozhen, Changshan County, Zhuoyang County.
Almost all the monks of the Zhao family, as well as prominent mortal figures, attended the ancestor worship ceremony.
In addition, many guests who came to attend the wedding were also invited to watch the ceremony.
Zhao Yunhe, the head of the Zhao family, stood at the front of the procession and read the memorial text aloud. Zhang Hejing, the eldest elder, led a group of Zhao family elders to stand behind. Zhao Yue'er, Yang Zhen, as well as Zhao Xi and others who had a title among mortals, followed closely behind.
After the memorial text was recited, the clan leader made an invitation gesture, and an old man in purple clothes among the guests walked out of the crowd. Looking at his cultivation level, he is clearly in the late Zifu stage!
Someone recognized that this was He Shouxin, the master of the execution hall of the Law Enforcement Yuan, and they immediately started talking, wondering why he was here.
"Bring someone in!" Hall Master He came to Zhao Yunhe's side, turned to face everyone present, and shouted loudly.
A tall, disheveled young man was pushed up. This man was dressed in white, tattered clothes.
Sorry, it was stained with blood and had obviously been tortured. His hands were bound and fastened with spirit locks. Stumbling, breathing messy.
When he came to Hall Master He, he was forced to the ground with his head hanging down, looking half-dead.
Everyone was more curious.
"Zhu Liangcai," Hall Master He read loudly, "his original name is Zhu Liangmu, he has a fourth-level cultivation base and is a disciple of the General Affairs Hall!"
"My surname is Zhu?" Some of the Zhao family's children immediately guessed the identity of this person, but had no idea what he had done. They were even more curious and could not help but whisper to each other and ask around.
"Quiet!" Zhao Yunhe scolded.
"...This person took advantage of Master Yunjun to break through the golden elixir, sneaked into the Tianjing Peak Jingshi Hall, and used rumors to confuse the master's mind, causing him to become possessed, with his spiritual energy raging, and his body and soul disappearing!"
[In view of the general environment,
"... He confessed to his crimes. After trial at the Law Hall of the Law Enforcement Yuan, it was decided to execute him and handed him over to the Zhao family for execution. He will be imprisoned in the Penal Hall!"
"Boom!" The crowd was in an uproar. Only then did everyone learn that Patriarch Yun Jun, the Zhao family's most promising candidate to advance to the Golden Elixir a few years ago, was taken advantage of by this female thief. Not only did he fail to break through, but his life was not saved!
Vicious, hateful, and deserves to be killed!
"Kill him, kill him!" the noise was heard.
Zhao Yunhe looked sternly and nodded somewhere. Zhao Yue'er, who had already received the order, stepped forward, drew out the long sword, screamed, and slashed it hard!
A head floated high and landed in the center of the altar in front of the altar, lined up with various sacrifices, blood splattered everywhere!
The world of cultivating immortals has never been a peaceful world. We use swords to cut through thorns and thorns, and we also use swords to protect our clan and family. Zhao Yueer, who will become a bride tomorrow, cuts enemies with her own hands and sheds blood with her long sword. Not only is it not a taboo, but it is a good omen!
"Okay!" cheers spread.
Many clan members burst into tears. Zhao Leyin, the ancestor of Yunjun, had protected the Zhao family for hundreds of years and had a high prestige. Almost everyone present was his descendant.
Today I finally got justice for my ancestor!
In the crowd, Yang Zhen and Zhao Yue'er looked at each other, with a slight smile on their lips.
Zhu Liangcai was the traitor he asked Mu Zixue to capture from the demon battlefield a month ago!
…
The ancestor worship was over and the crowd gradually dispersed. Yang Zhen unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
"Senior Sister Ying!" He greeted generously.
Zhao Ying stopped, turned around and bowed, "I have met Young Master Yang. Young Master Yang is already at the foundation level, and I am only in the middle stage of Qi training. Zhao Ying will never accept the title of Senior Sister."
Then he saluted Zhao Yue'er: "I've met Miss Yue'er."
Then he took out the beautifully packaged jade box from his arms and offered it with both hands:
"I congratulate Mr. Yang and the young lady on their perfect marriage."
Yang Zhen's consciousness swept away, and inside the jade box was a pair of pure gold bracelets with auspicious dragons and phoenixes. The workmanship was very exquisite. Although it was not worth a few spiritual stones, it was still a piece of the other's heart.
He reached out and took it, saying thanks. Only then did she realize that Zhao Ying had intentionally walked ahead of them just to give this gift.
Looking at the other party again, his appearance is still as delicate as before, but the arrogance on his face has disappeared, and his conversation is more mature and steady.
Thinking of the grievances between the two of them, he felt a little emotional for a moment, took out a bottle of Hushu Dan and Pei Yuan Dan, and handed them over:
"These two bottles of elixir will be of great benefit to your practice, please accept them!"
At the same time, he invited: "Tomorrow's wedding, Yue'er still lacks a bridesmaid. I wonder if you can..."
Zhao Ying shook her head and declined: "My mother has been feeling unwell these past few days, so she cannot participate in the couple's ceremony."
After saying that, he bowed again, said goodbye and left.
Looking at Pingping Niaoniao's back, Yang Zhen didn't expect -
This was the last time he and Zhao Ying met.
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PS: In the evening, my wife suddenly took me to see a performance of "Man Jiang Hong". When I came back to code, I could only write a small chapter. Let’s leave the wedding writing until tomorrow!
Also: Peng Ju’s last four words are really a drama!
