Zhou Yun shared the technique he practiced, which was called "Golden Cloud Swallowing the Moon Technique", which had never been circulated in the cultivation world of Yan State.
However, there are several kinds of powerful magical powers that Yuan Ziyi identified, and three of them were recorded on the fourth floor of the Huoyun Sect's Sutra Pavilion, and only a few disciples can practice them.
However, it is impossible to accurately guess the identity of the mysterious man.
There are seven or eight female cultivators in the Fire Cloud Sect who have completed their foundation building. If they are deliberately concealed, it will be difficult for outsiders to locate them.
Zhong Yan had no choice but to put it aside for the time being, pay more attention to it in the future, and did not clarify the matter with Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun is kind-hearted. If the mysterious man has an agenda, if she knows about it in advance, he may expose his flaws and cause possible harm and trouble for no reason.
Another auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.
On New Year's Eve, the Zhongfu was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it was full of joy.
At night, everyone gathered together, smiling and lively.
Except for Jiang Huan, Yun Qianxun, and Bai Feifei... all the wives and concubines were present.
Only Wei Cen was in a complicated mood. She didn't know who she was here, but the atmosphere in the venue also made her usually cold and pretty face appear with a smile.
Meng Zhilei and Wu Shuang sat at the table as junior sisters and junior nephews.
Meng Zhilei knew Zhou Yun before, and she recognized her as soon as they met that day. Zhou Yun mistakenly thought that she was married to her eldest brother. She called her sister-in-law with a smile and said, "I finally got my wish." Meng Zhilei's pretty face was slightly embarrassed, and she hesitated to speak but finally did not. He explained in words, but he probably still had some thoughts in mind.
The family is prosperous and has thirty-five children, twenty-one of whom have spiritual qualifications.
The eldest, Zhong Qixing, is fifteen years old, a handsome young man with a vigorous appearance.
The youngest is still in his infancy, babbling.
When everyone is drinking, talking and laughing.
A charming smile resounded throughout the hall - so lively!
The dancing and music stopped, and when everyone looked around, they saw a beautiful figure appearing at the door of the hall, with a pair of peach blossom eyes scanning over.
But it was Yun Qianxun who had been at sea for many years!
Seeing her, the corners of Zhong Yan's mouth twitched involuntarily.
"Sixth Senior Sister!" Yao Huilan stood up immediately and rushed forward with great joy.
"Sixth sister!" Yuan Ziyi stood up.
Yun Qianxun was suspicious and thought to himself: Who is this little beauty? Her beauty threatens me. Kill her. No, why does her voice sound like Seventh Sister's...
The three junior sisters chatted for a while.
Zhong Yan looked at it and said, "Now that we're back, let's sit down and eat together."
Yun Qianxun's lips curled up into a half-smile, and his eyes swept over the faces of the beauties, heading straight to the front position.
Yu Qingyao, who had been 'threatened' by someone who sneaked into the house at night, took the initiative to give up her seat and said with a smile: "Sister Qianxun, sit here."
Yun Qianxun smiled and nodded, looking at Zhou Yun diagonally opposite with suspicion, and said to himself: Where did this bastard get a master from?
Then Dalala sat down, looked at Zhong Yan and sneered: "Those without conscience! Don't even come to me!"
Where to find it?
Zhong Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said loudly to the audience: "Keep playing music, keep dancing!"
…
late at night.
The banquet is over.
Zhong Yan and Yun Qianxun strolled along the promenade to enjoy the snow.
"when are we leaving?
Yun Qianxun said angrily: "Are you a human? My aunt just came back and you want me to leave?"
Zhong Yan turned his head and glanced: "Aren't you afraid that the news of your appearance in such a swaggering manner will reach the ears of the Tang family in Jingcheng?"
"So what if you know?"
"Su Yue knows you're coming back?"
"Come back secretly."
Saying that, Yun Qianxun smiled sweetly: "Ni Sang doesn't know either, he is probably looking for me everywhere right now!"
You know... Zhong Yan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Not bad, the foundation has been built to the eighth level."
He came from behind and surpassed Pei Nanjin.
Yun Qianxun didn't take it seriously and curled his lips and said: "What's so strange? Didn't I tell you that this beauty only suppresses men, not realms? If I hadn't been lazy before, I would have achieved the power of transforming into gods long ago!"
"Why don't you just say you will fly into the sky and become an immortal?"
"Sooner or later, what about you?"
"I, the great emperor in my previous life, can hold you with one hand."
Yun Qianxun made a sound, stopped, straightened up and said with a fierce smile: "Are you sure you can hold it with one hand?"
Zhong Yan was speechless, the corner of his mouth twitched, and asked again: "How did you find the dragon vein?"
"I don't have any hair. I'm bored to death. I don't know if it's going to be the Year of the Monkey or the Horse, so I come back to get some fresh air, otherwise I'll go crazy on that island."
"Where's Mrs. Mei? Didn't she help you find her?"
Yun Qianxun was silent for a moment and said, "Uncle Mei passed away two years ago."
Zhong Yan paused, nodded slightly, and sighed in his heart.
Before Mrs. Mei went to sea, her whole body exuded a rotten air. She said that time was running out and four years was a long time.
It's just that he thought that the other party might be able to persist longer, and he also hoped that he would be able to sit in Qingyang and help him out when he returned in the future.
Next.
Yun Qianxun talked about the situation on Broken Star Island.
far away.
Heading south from the Chongming Islands, he continued to fly with his sword at the eighth level of foundation building. It took nearly two months and exceeded the longest distance in the Yan Kingdom.
However, Yun Qianxun was more cautious and did not dare to rush blindly. During this period, he also encountered several sea beasts.
"The spiritual energy there is very thin, just like Qingyang City. If Master Mei hadn't helped build the spirit gathering array, it would have been difficult to practice..."
"Except for the occasional sea beasts landing on the island, there are no monsters on the island. They are all ordinary beasts, let alone magical medicines and herbs. I even doubt whether the senior sister is lying to me, or whether the master has made a mistake..."
According to Su Yue, the news was given by Li Lin.
Zhong Yan pondered for a moment and said: "Anyway, there must be something weird on that island, otherwise Su Yue would have nothing to do but exile you there when she's full?"
Yun Qianxun said weakly: "We can only look for it slowly."
Immediately she turned around and stared: "It's up to you. Do you have enough? How many have you married? You are not allowed to marry again!"
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Where are you now? In my previous life, I had three thousand beauties in my harem."
"Go to hell!"
Pink fist beat his chest, and before he knew it, the two of them became one.
Dry land gets flooded, ding ding ding ding~
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Qingyangfang City.
The Yang Family's Fulu Hall is the training room.
Xia Lingyun bowed his head and saluted: "I won't say thank you for the great kindness. In the future, Lingyun will definitely repay fellow Daoist Daoist Daoist for rescuing me!"
Ming'ang, whose face was covered with tattoos, smiled: "It's completely safe now. Go away and fly away. As a reminder, the current Zhong Mansion cannot be shaken by your power. Don't think about revenge."
"See you later."
Xia Lingyun held up his hands again, put on the facial mask, and walked out of the shop grandly, walking on the street and heading towards the south gate.
…
City Lord's Mansion.
Xia Xinzhu leaned on the railing and looked out. He didn't hear the festive firecrackers or see the gorgeous fireworks. He only focused on the direction of Zhongfu. After a long time, he sighed.
"Princess."
The maid called softly and stepped forward to help put on the mink fur cloak, "It's late at night."
Xia Xinzhu tightened his collar: "Yes, it's another year."
…
Fire Cloud Sect, Qifeng.
The mountains stretch.
In a stone palace on the top of a peak.
Bai Feifei squatted on the ground, opened his hands, and smiled brightly: "Yue'er, come on, slow down, eh, slow down..."
Directly in front, a two- or three-year-old child climbed down from the stone bench, giggling and swaying into his mother's arms.
"It's very late. It's time to go to bed."
Bai Feifei picked up her son, gave her a kiss, and asked with a smile: "Shall we go see dad next year?"
"Okay~"
In the void, Su Yue watched every move of the mother and son, sighed in her heart, and quietly retreated.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the dark green, she was a little shaken.
"Master?"
"You're back!"
A young girl flew over.
Su Yue turned around, nodded slightly, and asked, "Is there anything going on on the peak?"
"Back to Master, everything is as usual."
The girl turned over a book and handed it over: "Master, how is the Yunmeng Secret Realm? When will it be opened?"
Su Yue didn't answer and looked through the news about the practice world during this period.
When she saw the relationship between Qingyang Zhongfu, she looked strange and muttered to herself: She really likes wives...
They actually destroyed the Xia family and the Xu family for the sake of a mother and daughter.
…
Xingyue Sect.
The female disciple's dormitory is a corner cave.
Every festive season, we miss our loved ones even more.
In addition to her family, Ye Xu also misses her beloved far away.
At this moment, she was holding the letter with a smile on her face, repeatedly recalling the few scenes of contact with Zhong Yan in her mind.
"Brother Yandao, wait for me."
"When I form the elixir, I can go out and practice at will."
…
The border between Dongyu and Zhongzhou.
In the east of Lanzhou, Feilu Snow Mountain.
Guanghan Palace.
The mountains are undulating, green and white, and beautiful buildings and jade buildings are looming in the fairy air.
A thousand-foot snow mountain contains a jade palace.
After having New Year's Eve dinner with his second sister, master, and several senior sisters, Jiang Huan returned to the palace early.
She sat cross-legged on the couch and meditated several times, but she couldn't calm down.
Not just today.
This kind of situation has happened frequently since leaving Yan State and going to Guanghan Palace.
However, the pain of lovesickness is particularly strong tonight.
"Husband, Huan'er misses you so much..."
"Is there someone who can dance for you during the Chinese New Year this year? Is there anyone who can dance well?"
For a long time, Jiang Huan shook his head, put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted into the empty hall: "Husband, Huan'er wants to take a class with you!"
A figure suddenly appeared.
"What class?"
Jiang Huan: "..."
This old witch is so mysterious!
Are you going to let people live?
I also want to secretly watch the love action talisman with my husband!
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