Autumn is high, the air is crisp, the clouds are clear and the wind is gentle.
The air is mixed with a little bit of moisture from the Weihe River.
The streets were bustling with people, including monks and warriors, but also ordinary local people trying to make a living.
Zhong Yan left Caozhentang and strolled towards Taiyue Pavilion. From time to time, monks he knew would say hello.
Naturally, a pretty female cultivator is indispensable to strike up a conversation with.
Zhong Yan would stop and say a few words of teasing and teasing, causing the flowers to tremble.
When passing by Feixian Pavilion, the girls on the balcony upstairs also waved their handkerchiefs and shouted with laughter.
"Master Zhong, come up and play!"
"I miss you so much!"
"The slave family has prepared fine spiritual wine and is waiting for you!"
"Another day!" Zhong Yan felt like he was strolling in his own back garden, looking at a store and thinking about when he could get it under his own banner.
I have to say that Qingyang is indeed a good place, backed by mountains and water, and can advance or retreat.
In the past, it was located in a remote area and had a sluggish economy. Now it has a dense population and prosperous development.
In the future, it is not impossible to plant many spiritual veins and turn them into a fairy city and a fairyland on earth.
Turning left and right, he turned into a remote and deserted alley. Zhong Yan suddenly turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "This girl, why are you following me?"
A young and beautiful female cultivator stopped in the alleyway three feet away. She was wearing a sky-blue costume and was dressed as a heroine. She had a foundation level cultivation level and followed her from the 'Shizhen Building' to here.
She held the folded long whip in her hand and looked at it with a scrutinizing gaze. Her voice was clear and sweet, with a bit of cold arrogance in her tone: "Are you Zhong Yan?"
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed, and he saw that the other party was not wearing a mask, and it was definitely the first time they met. He smiled and said, "I'm the one who is here. I wonder if the girl has any advice?"
Probably because of seeing Zhong Yan's words and deeds along the way, the female cultivator's lips evoked a hint of contempt: "I will not marry you, I will give up on this!"
Just saying this, she turned and left the alley, merged with the crowd and disappeared.
Zhong Yan was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he roughly guessed the identity of the other party - Ding Yu, the girl from the True Spirit Root Clan introduced by Ding Yin, should have learned the news after leaving seclusion, and came to reject the marriage in private.
really.
The next day, Ding Yin, who had changed positions with Ding Hai and was stationed in Qingyang, came to visit.
"Brother Dao, the marriage between your two families may have to be postponed. My little sister came out of seclusion a few days ago and went out to practice without saying a word..."
"But don't worry, Taoist brother, I told her through communication that we agreed to get married after returning from training, but the time is not yet certain."
"It doesn't matter." Zhong Yan smiled. It was obvious that the little girl didn't want to. "There's no need to force it."
Ding Yin blinked and said: "Brother Taoist, if you don't mind, I have a niece of the right age at home. She is seventeen years old. She is also tall and graceful, and she is charming. However, her cultivation level is a little low. The three spiritual roots have just reached the sixth level of Qi refining." .”
Zhong Yan didn't care much about his cultivation qualifications and asked, "But a beast master?"
Ding Yin's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "That's natural. I am a direct descendant of the Ding family. Anyone with the right talent is accustomed to controlling beasts."
Zhong Yan smiled and said, "That's fine."
Ding Yin was overjoyed: "That's it, we've agreed. I'll bring her to meet fellow Taoists another day."
As for the method of controlling beasts, except for the ancestor and the head of the family, all the children in the clan practice it in stages. Even if they get married, they will only reveal part of it.
Five days later.
Zhong Yan met a real person named Ding Wanjun.
A very quiet girl, well-educated and sensible, showing off her ladylike temperament. She is shy and talks little. Her pretty face turns red when they look at each other, and her soft and soft voice makes people's ears itch when she speaks.
Since I agreed to come to meet, I was naturally prepared and willing.
Looking at her behavior and reactions, Zhong Yan, who has met countless people, is very satisfied. This kind of woman is what he is looking for, and she is worthy of her love and affection.
The Ding family was led by Ding Yin, and the two parties discussed the details of the marriage.
Word spread quickly.
Not long after Zhong Yan came out of seclusion after three years of seclusion, he was about to get married and take a concubine again.
Marry into the Ding family!
There were also two casual cultivators who were with them. They were carefully selected by Yu Qingyao and Jiang Ping. Their perfect bodies were subject to soul searching.
Both of them have three spiritual roots, one is 28 years old and is at the seventh level of Qi refining, and the other is 24 years old and is at the fifth level of Qi refining.
For a time, everyone in Qingyang City "respected him as a god," married into the Ding family, an established foundation-building family, and even married two more people together. Only the "Qingyang Fierce Ape" dared to do this.
On the deck of a ship on the Wei River, Ding Yu received the summons, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly.
The Xia family's mansion.
Xia Lingyun had a look of contempt on her face, believing that the Ding family's children were marrying off their daughters in order to please Zhong Yan and win the favor of the beauty 'Zhong Xi'.
City Lord's Mansion.
After hearing the news, Xia Xinzhu's eyes flickered, he walked back and forth for a while, went to the desk, wrote a letter, and called the maid.
Qinghu Villa.
Yang Yanqing sighed: "Zhong Yan is really a role model for our generation of monks!"
Reactions from all sides varied.
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Sangtian Town.
To the west of the town, there is a small courtyard with three bungalows.
In the room on the left, the girl Wu Shuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed. She opened her eyes, a light flashed in her eyes, she took a long breath and broke through to the seventh level of Qi refining.
The mother and daughter have always kept a low profile and lived in seclusion. Since the last time they went out and were intercepted by disciples of the Five Elements Sect, thanks to Zhong Yan's help, the two of them have been staying at home to practice cultivation.
Now that the mirror was broken, Wu Shuang was extremely happy. He left the room to the living room and walked to the opposite room to share it with his mother.
She listened at the door, but she didn't interrupt.
After wandering around the living room for a while, the girl condensed her protective shield, activated the fireball technique to test the vitality in her body, and sighed for a long time: "Thanks to Master Zhong..."
Not knowing what she was thinking of, she blinked, hesitated a little, and went out to the town market.
She has been in Sangtian Town for more than three months. Apart from a brief tour with her mother when renting a house and shopping, she has not really become familiar with the entire town.
At this moment, the girl was walking on the street, her big eyes looking here and there, and her ears listening in all directions.
Not long after, she passed by a tea shed and heard the name 'Zhong Yan'. She stepped forward and ordered a bowl of tea. When she listened carefully, the girl's eyes widened and her face became colorful.
An hour later.
When Wu Shuang returned home, Meng Zhilei immediately walked out of the room and asked, "Shuang'er, did you go...make a breakthrough?!"
"Yes, mother!"
The girl stepped forward quickly and said happily: "I am in the same realm as you!"
Meng Zhilei held her daughter's hand with a look of relief and extremely happy: "Okay, okay..."
Wu Shuang said hurriedly: "Mom, Master Zhong is really awesome!"
Meng Zhilei was stunned: "Have you seen him again?"
Wu Shuang quickly pulled his mother to sit down and recounted the news he heard in two teahouses and wine shops.
"Uncle Zhong is very famous in Qingyang City and has good relations with various forces..."
"Uncle Zhong was once a retinue of Qingyang Master. He destroyed a martial arts family and a cultivating family. He was called the 'Qingyang Ferocious Ape'..."
"Uncle Zhong married a direct disciple of Qifeng of the Fire Cloud Sect. He has more than thirty concubines in his house, and now he is marrying the Ding family of Shunyi..."
"By the way, Mother, Uncle Zhong has a sister? What is her name Zhong Xi? Her appearance is stunning, unparalleled in the world, and is said to be more beautiful than a fairy descending to earth..."
Meng Zhilei also felt that her face was colorful and changeable, especially for more than thirty concubines. She felt incredible, and couldn't help but wonder to herself, could it be that she was so bad that she couldn't get into the eyes of her senior brother in the first place.
Wu Shuang continued: "But it seems that there are rumors outside that Master Zhong is at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has failed to build the foundation."
Meng Zhilei's eyes flashed, and she warned seriously: "Shuang'er, the fact that your master is a foundation-building monk cannot be spread outside. He may have his own ideas and arrangements."
Wu Shuang smiled and said, "We don't know anyone here, so who can we tell this to?"
Meng Zhilei nodded secretly, but she was suspicious in her heart. She remembered that Zhong Yan was an orphan and had no sister, but he had a close relationship with a foster sister named Zhou Yun.
Wu Shuang blinked, looked at his mother and said, "Mom, why don't we move to Qingyang? With your relationship with Master Zhong, we can still have someone to take care of you."
Meng Zhilei pursed her lips and hesitated.
Wu Shuang added: "I just met that 'Hu Mule', and he looked at me with evil intentions."
"Did he talk to you?" Meng Zhilei's face changed slightly. 'Hu Mulezi' was the monk who originally introduced the renter, and he came from a small cultivator family in Sangtian Town.
Wu Shuang shook his head: "Not really, but the way he looked at me made me uncomfortable. Mom, we still have some spiritual stones. It would be more beneficial to practice in Qingyang to rent a small courtyard with a training room, and Qingyang is much safer than this. many."
The development of Qingyang and the establishment of Fangshi have also led to the rise in housing prices in the city.
For example, in the small courtyard that Yu Qingyao once rented, there were originally two spiritual stones a year, but now the price has increased tenfold, to twenty yuan.
Meng Zhilei made some calculations in her mind and said, "Let me think about it."
For the mother and daughter, it is indeed more appropriate to settle down in Qingyang to practice cultivation.
However, she always felt uncomfortable in her heart. She was afraid that when she met Zhong Yan again in the future, he would misunderstand that she had something to ask for.
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