Gong Yuyan's voice was originally nice, but her words sounded more manly than men.
Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that this aunt regarded him as a liar.
"Hey, I'm back! Where's the wine?" Gong Yuyan saw Zhou Yang reaching for it.
"Miss Gong, your big day is the day after tomorrow, why are you still running around!" Mo Chenglong said sarcastically.
"You also know the day after tomorrow. Shijie and I are eagerly waiting for the wedding wine. Can we not be anxious?" Gong Yuyan rolled her eyes at Mo Chenglong.
"Yes, you are the bride-to-be, you are always reasonable!" Mo Cheng said helplessly.
"Don't worry, how could I deceive my wife? I've prepared this wine a long time ago, but some things delayed me a few days ago. I'm sorry!" Zhou Yang hurriedly handed a storage bag to Gong Yuyan.
"That's pretty much it, buddy!" Gong Yuyan took the storage bag, raised her hand and punched it.
"Ahem! Brother Cheng, can you withstand your fist?" Zhou Yang said in pain after receiving a punch.
"Fuck you! Hey, your breath?" Gong Yuyan also noticed this, but like Mo Chenglong, she had long been accustomed to Zhou Yang.
"I'm back. Don't be late the day after tomorrow. You're not allowed to leave without drinking!" After only being stunned for a moment, Gong Yuyan left a few red invitations and drifted away.
Mo Chenglong's legs trembled because he was afraid that Gong Yuyan would mention drinking.
"Get me my uncle!" Zhou Yang shouted at her back.
"I know." Gong Yuyan waved her hand and walked away without looking back.
Half an hour later, Zhong Pengfei appeared in a low-key manner.
"Not bad! Uncle Master, you are already at the sixth level of Tianyuan!" Zhou Yang said upon meeting him.
"Compared with you, there is a world of difference!" Zhong Pengfei glanced at him and knew that Zhou Yang's cultivation level had improved again.
However, it is normal for this kind of thing to happen to Zhou Yang. Even if this kid appears in front of him in the fake elixir realm, he probably won't have much reaction.
"Haha, uncle, you are hurting me. By the way, I have some good news for you." Zhou Yang chuckled.
"What good news?" Zhong Pengfei was stunned.
"Just take a guess, old man! Let me remind you, it is definitely good news for you, and they will also be very happy." Zhou Yang said mysteriously.
Mo Chenglong and Shen Tugang were confused, but Zhong Pengfei's eyes shone and he murmured: "Could it be..."
"Haha, Uncle Master guessed it right!" Zhou Yang reached out and took out a jade box and handed it to Zhong Pengfei.
Zhong Pengfei's hands were trembling as he gently opened the jade box, and a green pill appeared in his sight.
"This is..."
"Four Spirit Regeneration Pill!" Zhou Yang nodded.
"Is this the treasure pill that can regenerate a broken arm?" Shen Tugang exclaimed.
"Correct answer. But this process is very painful and requires quietness. Are you two..." Zhou Yang reminded.
"I understand, I understand, it's important to heal the elder's broken arm!" Mo Chenglong and the others were very sensible and took the initiative to exit the room.
After four full hours, both Mo Chenglong and Shen Tugang felt the breath of breakthrough.
Early the next morning, Zhong Pengfei and Zhou Yang walked out one after the other.
Zhong Pengfei was full of energy. He kept raising his arms and doing various movements. His aura became much stronger, which made Mo Chenglong and Shen Tugang who heard the sound stunned.
Zhong Pengfei not only reborn after breaking his arm, but also made a breakthrough again. He is now in the late stage of Tianyuan!
"Congratulations to Elder Zhong for his recovery from his injuries and his great improvement in cultivation!" After being stunned for a moment, the two people hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate him.
"Haha, this is all the result of little Yangzi. Without his pills, I'm afraid I would always be a one-armed old man!" Zhong Pengfei said with a smile.
He broke through the middle Tianyuan realm with a drop of blood from a master of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, and then took a few more drops to break through the fifth and sixth realms.
After stabilizing for a period of time, the bottleneck of the seventh level could not be broken through. In his opinion, this should be the reason for the broken arm.
Although he doesn't care, this knot in his heart has not been resolved, which will inevitably affect his entry.
Moreover, the later stage of Tianyuan is a big hurdle and requires a profound understanding of the way of heaven, so in the later stage, even the blood of a master of the golden elixir is of no use.
But last night, his broken arm was reborn, the knot in his heart was opened, and this barrier was broken, and he was able to be promoted smoothly.
Not only that, after taking the medicine prepared by Zhou Yang, it only took him one night to stabilize his state initially.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink!" Zhong Pengfei extended an invitation to them for the first time in several years, which showed how happy he was.
"Uncle Master, how will you tell the sect about this matter after you return?"
"Haha, there are countless miracle doctors in the world. He is a wandering expert. He helped me repair my broken arm. It's nothing to do with you!" Zhong Pengfei laughed.
"That's good. Come on, let's celebrate our uncle!" Zhou Yang felt relieved.
The next day, Zhou Yang and the others arrived at the Ziyuan Sect's mountain gate early.
A long red carpet has been laid out in front of the mountain gate, and red lanterns and happy couplets with the word "happy" are also hung on the door.
At this time, there was a lot of people inside and outside the sect, people were coming and going, and the flow was endless, making it a festive and lively scene.
Zhou Yang looked up at the Ziyuan Sect's mountain gate, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart.
More than three years ago, he was just an outer disciple of the Ziyuan Sect. His realm was low, let alone his status. He was running around for a few spiritual stones all day long, and was expelled from the sect because he went out overdue. How was he at that time? of abjection.
However, just over three years later, when he returned to the sect, his identity had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Most of the high-ranking inner sect disciples in the past are still in the inner sect, and even the outer sect disciples who once had the same status as him are still in the outer sect.
And his cultivation level is not only similar to that of the leader of Ziyuan Sect, but he is also an elder of a large sect. Even the leader of the sect, Wang Wuji, does not dare to underestimate him.
However, he didn't intend to reveal his identity, he just came to congratulate the gift in the name of a good friend of both male and female evil spirits.
"Seniors, are you here to attend the wedding? Please show me your invitations!" The guard at the mountain gate bowed to Zhou Yang and the others and politely asked them to show their invitations.
"Oh." Mo Chenglong handed over the three invitations, and the guard gave them another salute before letting them enter the mountain gate.
Everything about the Ziyuan Sect is still so familiar, including the vast competition square, the tall martial arts platform, and the inscription tablet in the middle of the competition square.
Today's inscription tablets all show the list of people who organized the wedding.
The chief wedding deacon was Grand Elder Wang Qinggong, the master of ceremony was Dharma Protector Elder Chen Yan, and there were many wedding deacons behind him.
There are two best men shown on the inscription tablet, and one of them is Zhou Yang. The other one is Fu Shuangbing, the deacon of the Ziyuan Sect's Chuan Gong Hall.
Fu Shuangbing's name, Zhou Yang, is quite familiar. He was a high-ranking elite disciple three years ago.
Like Cheng Shijie and his wife, he also broke through the realm of Tianyuan during the Battle of Anping River. After the war, he was promoted to be the deacon of Chuan Gong Hall, and formed a life-and-death friendship with the male and female evil spirits during the war.
"Why are you here! Brother Zhou, I've been waiting for you for a long time. This is the wedding procedure. You should take a look first." Just as the three of them were looking at the monument, Cheng Shijie's voice came from behind.
Today, Cheng Shijie is wearing a bright red wedding robe and a bright red wedding crown with double feathers on his head. He looks high-spirited and full of glory. Behind him is a young man.
"It's still early for the wedding, and you're so anxious to get into the bridal chamber!" Zhou Yang took the red paper and teased.
"Of course, are you envious?" Cheng Shijie teased him in turn.
"It's quite a bit."
"By the way, let me introduce you. This is Fu Shuangbing, the deacon of Chuangong Hall. Shuangbing, this is Zhou Yang, the commander of the Dingbei City Guards. You know both of them," Cheng Shijie introduced.
"I've seen Zhou Tongjun!" Fu Shuangbing saluted with clasped fists, but he was extremely shocked. He had heard Cheng Shijie mention Zhou Yang. When he saw him today, he didn't expect that he would be such a young peak Tianyuan master, which is really rare in the world.
Moreover, this person is also the commander of the army who commands tens of thousands of elites. He must be a descendant of some big force.
If he wanted to know that Zhou Yang was now the deputy commander of the Dingbei City Guards, a big shot with the command of 100,000 elite soldiers, he would be very shocked.
"No need to be polite." Zhou Yang waved his hand.
"Shuang Bing, Brother Zhou is an out-and-out Yan Slayer. Moreover, he was once a disciple of my Ziyuan Sect." Cheng Shijie added.
"Is there still this matter?" Fu Shuangbing was even more surprised.
"Of course, more than three years ago, he was just an outer disciple, and even I didn't have much impression of him." Cheng Shijie nodded.
A few years ago, he and Fu Shuangbing were both elites, so how could they see a small outer disciple.
"It turns out that we are still friends from the same sect, so disrespectful!" Fu Shuangbing's words immediately narrowed the distance between the two parties.
"Haha, in terms of seniority, I have to call Deacon Fu my senior brother!" Zhou Yang laughed.
"Don't you dare, don't you dare!" Fu Shuangbing waved his hands repeatedly.
"We will all be brothers from now on, please don't see anyone outside." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Officer the bridegroom, the great elder said that the auspicious time is coming soon and we need to make arrangements to welcome the bride immediately." At this time, another elite disciple ran up, pulled Cheng Shijie up and left.
"Huaqiao is almost here. You two best men, please come with me to the gate to greet me!" Cheng Shijie said hurriedly.
While talking, Hu Lala walked out of a group of cultivators from the sect, and the person surrounded by everyone was none other than the chief deacon of the wedding, the great elder of Ziyuan Sect Wang Qinggong, followed closely by the master of ceremonies Chen Yan, and then Later came the elders of Ziyuan Sect and many deacons, and Zhong Pengfei was also among this group of people.
Zhou Yang also discovered a very annoying guy, Wang Mengdao.
This kid is now a deacon and is a popular person around Wang Qinggong.
Wang Qinggong and others glanced at Zhou Yang and stopped one after another. They were all surprised.
When did a peak Tianyuan master come to the sect? Could it be that he also came to have a wedding banquet?
Wang Qinggong felt that Zhou Yang looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
"I didn't know that this distinguished guest was coming, but I missed my welcome. I apologize! Shijie, why don't you report such a distinguished guest to the sect?" Wang Qinggong said hello to Zhou Yang, while casting a dissatisfied look at Cheng Shijie.
