Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 116 The Married Person Is Not Yu

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Yu Ling secretly used his divine sense to scan over, and he knew that the so-called "Yu Ling" was only the ninth level of Qi training, and "Yu Yao" was only the seventh level of Qi training. Impersonating yourself, then get ready.

To be honest, Yu Ling has never encountered such a thing, but since this "Yu Ling" wants to marry Xuan Yue'er under the guise of his own reputation, then at the wedding banquet, what effect will there be if the real Yu Ling appears? Smiling evilly, he is looking forward to it, or rather, looking forward to the moment when the lie will be exposed.

With a slight smile, "Yu Ling" approached Xuan Yue'er a little bit, looking like a gentleman, he came to Xuan Yue'er, and said: "Tomorrow is the day of our wedding, I hope you can Dress up a little better."

"You don't need to remind, you just need to remember to return my father to the sect, and add my father's name to the inheritance of Fengluomen."Xuan Yue's face was expressionless, but her trembling tone reflected the resentment in her heart.

"That's natural", "Yu Ling" turned around and looked at the entire Xuanbao Pavilion, with a proud face on his face, but this kind of pride fell in Xuan Yue'er's eyes, which made her quite displeased, "Everyone, tomorrow I will be Yu Ling." A certain big wedding, I hope you will show some face, I have booked the inn next to Xuanbao Pavilion, and the fellow Taoists who come tomorrow will definitely serve you with good food and drink."

"Yu Ling" turned around as he said that, stretched out his right hand to hold Xuan Yue'er's left hand, but was patted by Xuan Yue'er's right hand.

"Tomorrow, we will be husband and wife, why bother." "Yu Ling" rubbed his right hand, pretending to be in great pain.

"Tomorrow is tomorrow, today is today".Xuan Yue'er turned her head and ignored him.

But "Yu Ling" whispered in Xuan Yue'er's ear: "It's okay, I will let you take care of yourself today, and when you fall into my hands, I will treat you well. To be honest, I really don't know how your body feels. What's going on?" "Yu Ling finished speaking, turned around, and left step by step with arrogant laughter as if the scheme had succeeded.

Behind him, "Yu Yao" and each of the "Yu Shenjian disciples" gave Xuan Yue'er a look, then turned and left.

When Xuan Yue'er heard that sentence, her face turned pale, her big angry eyes looked out the door, she gritted her teeth, if her eyes could kill, "Yu Ling" would have died hundreds of times, she whispered "" Bastard Yuling, I curse you to go to hell sooner, for a person like you, living is an insult to monks."

Or everyone here didn't hear "Yu Ling" and Xuan Yue'er whispering, but Yu Ling, with his strength in the foundation period, actually listened to it. Of course, he did it on purpose, so as to collect information. On the second day, get ready to get married.

But Xuan Yue'er's last muttering sound made Yu Ling very upset, "I provoked you, is it easy for me? I, kindly take a look, cough, well, I have something to do, but I can't scold you." Let me tell you, besides, it’s not me who forced you, if you let Qing’er and eldest sister know, you won’t pluck my skin.”

Yu Ling suddenly thought of his eldest sister, Yu Meng, and Qing'er, if this matter fell into the ears of the two of them, then..., thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Because of "Yu Ling", many people in Xuanbao Pavilion came to congratulate, but no one dared to stay here for a while, only Yu Ling found a seat and sat on it without saying a word, watching People come and go, but no one comes to do business.

Gradually, Yu Ling also knew that this group of people was probably here to make connections, so he stopped looking at the people passing by, but looked curiously at the corpses of monsters hanging on the wall, and a large number of low-grade ones.Medium-grade magic weapon.

I have to admire, the magic weapon made by Xuanhui is indeed excellent, and there are many fewer impurities in it than the magic weapons sold on the market. As long as this kind of magic weapon is used for a long time, it will definitely be advanced.

Looking at it, Yu Ling wanted to know more and more what kind of person Xuan Hui was mentioned by Yun Lao. From Yun Lao's tone, it seemed that he was quite emotional about the events of the year. Thinking about the events of the year, Yu Ling also Can't help but sigh, "This Xuanhui is also an infatuated person, but unfortunately, fate is like this, and he can't force it, or if it is really like this, he doesn't care about Xuan Yue'er. According to what Mr. Yun said, Xuan Yue'er and his senior sister back then are very different. It's similar, maybe it's just like this, every time Xuan Hui meets Xuan Yue'er, he will think of his junior sister, it's pitiful, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Yuling secretly sighed here, but he didn't know that one day in the future, he would also become one of them.

But when Yu Ling looked at all the things in the Xuanbao Pavilion, she didn't know that Xuan Yue'er was also looking at Yu Ling at the same time, sometimes admiring him, sometimes sighing, she couldn't help being curious about Yu Ling.

As night fell slowly, the number of people who came here to congratulate gradually decreased, until at last no one came to the store, at this time Xuan Yue'er came to Yu Ling's side, "This fellow Taoist, I don't know what to look for? "

"No, I'm quite interested in the people who made these magical artifacts." Yu Ling was still looking at the flying swords and the magical artifacts, touching and touching the flying swords from time to time, but he was not interested in other magical artifacts at all. No.

Perhaps it was because of a sword cultivator who practiced the Nine Heavens Sword Art, he had an inexplicable interest in these flying swords, and he did not hide his love for flying swords in his eyes.

In Xuan Yue'er's eyes, she naturally knew that Yu Ling loved Feijian. In fact, Xuan Yue'er also liked Feijian very much. Perhaps it was because her father was a craftsman, but when she saw Yu Ling, she sometimes fell in love with Feijian. Nodding, sometimes sighing, showing puzzlement, "I don't know what you mean by nodding and sighing, don't you have any interest in these flying swords."

Yu Ling shook his head, and said: "This sword maker is highly skilled, and I have never seen it before. These flying sword casting techniques can be called high-quality goods, just like this flying sword." He picked up a flying sword beside him , flicking the blade of the sword and said: "The blade is sharp and the sound is clear and clear. It can be seen that there are very few impurities inside. Although it is only at the level of a low-grade magic weapon, it can catch up with a middle-grade magic weapon. Therefore, I just nodded."

"Then why are you feeling emotional?"

"I sigh with emotion, but these craftsmen do not have excellent materials. The reason why these flying swords are of such a low grade is precisely because the materials used are all low-grade materials, which can almost be purchased in large quantities on the market. It's hard to cook without rice, but it's burying such a craftsman."Yu Ling sighed slightly, he didn't reveal his identity, otherwise, there would be less fun tomorrow.However, Yu Ling's words were indeed from the bottom of his heart.

Think about it, a first-class craftsman can make a good magic weapon with just a piece of good material, but there is no material. Even if the craftsman is not in a hurry, the people watching will feel aggrieved by it , Yu Ling is no exception.

Xuan Yue'er was naturally very happy when someone praised her father, she couldn't help smiling, and looked at Yuling high, "Yue'er thanked fellow Taoist here on behalf of my father, what is the name of this fellow Taoist?"

Yu Ling shook his head, did not speak, and walked towards the door step by step under Xuan Yue'er's puzzled face. After stepping out of the threshold of Xuanbao Pavilion, he waved his hands back and said: "The word of Shuangxi, the word of Ershui Han, I will come to visit tomorrow, so I will say goodbye.”

When Yu Ling's figure disappeared into the night, Xuan Yue'er raised her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Pretending to be so inscrutable, but also learning the Chinese characters, Ershui Zhihan, who knows which two characters are," Leng With a snort, Xuan Yue'er closed the door of Xuanbao Pavilion, with loneliness and sadness on her face, and tears slowly soaked her eyes.

Yuling left Xuanbao Pavilion, and walked directly into the Xianjia Inn, but now this inn is decorated with lights and festoons, decorated with red cloth, and dressed up very festively, passing by some people, Yuling came to the front of the stage, a piece of Lingshi After booking a room, after entering the room, he lay cross-legged on the bed, with expectations for tomorrow in his heart, he really wanted to see what would happen to any fake "Yu Ling" who met him.

In the dead of night, this night is destined not to be quiet. Yuling is in the room, and he often hears outside the door, lights and festoons, decorations everywhere, shouting, and joyful sounds, but no one knows. On the second day, these festive things , will witness a bloodbath.

On the second day, Yuling didn't step out until noon. He opened the window facing the outside and looked at the street. The counterfeit "Yuling" was wearing a red robe and was riding a tall horse. There was a red gauze in the sedan chair behind him. Red makeup can cover the face, but it can't cover the woman with a slender figure.

Yu Ling patted his forehead, "Be careful and fell asleep. Fortunately, there was no mistake, otherwise I'm really sorry for Old Yun."He hastily adjusted his clothes, pushed open the door, and came to the first floor. At this moment, the first floor of the inn was already full of people. Yuling suddenly saw a tall and handsome man at a table, dressed as a scholar, sipping tea.

"Wang Yu," Yuling sighed secretly, "Why is he running around for nothing?" Although he thought so in his heart, he still came to Wang Yu's table.

Seeing that Yu Ling was obviously taken aback, Wang Yu said before Yu Ling could interrogate him, "You are wrong, Master Yu. Since we are married, why don't you call my younger brother, maybe I am afraid that my younger brother will make trouble."

"I'm going!" Yuling cursed secretly, although he was upset but he still had to put on a good face, he poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Brother Wang, then you will know that this married person is not It's Yu."

(End of this chapter)