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The day before the ceremony, the weather was fine.

Xuyun's great disciple Yuan Qingshi led the inner disciples to welcome the guests in front of the mountain gate.

Master Xuyun and other peak masters sat in the Qiankun Hall, drinking wine with a smile on their faces, and listening to the music.

The passing water bridge is covered with fiery red haze satin, all the way to the main peak.

"The engagement ceremony will be held in Huaweizong, and when the marriage ceremony is held, it will be held in the Wei family's ancestral house."

"In the blink of an eye, Red Candle has also grown up."

They talked about Chen Hongzhu, as if they were very caring and loving, but Chen Hongzhu was still in the Discipline Hall and was only allowed to go out tonight.

Wearing a golden dress, Wei Zhanyang led a group of Wei family members and stood at the bridge of the passing water to accept the blessings of the guests.

The etiquette was cumbersome, and the congratulatory speech was boring. He laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth stiffened, and he felt a little dizzy when he suddenly heard a Taoist boy from Huawei Sect singing loudly:

"The Immortal Sound Door arrives—"

Everyone woke up instantly and turned their heads together.

It seems that a spring breeze is blowing on the face, and the fragrance of flowers is blowing, which makes people feel refreshed.

"That's Fairy Miao, Miaoyan." Someone murmured, "We are all under the light of Zhan Yang."

Miaoyan is not only beautiful, but also refined.

She is thin and tall, and today she is wearing a green veil skirt that reaches to her ankles.

During the light movement of the lotus steps, the corners of the skirt ripple like water waves, like an ink painting.

In the slight rain, the flat boat travels alone, and the water is dull and smokey.

Everyone was stunned but not only because of her.

It was the first time many people saw the woman beside Miao Yan.

Her skin is like jade, her red lips are like dandelion, her facial features are beautiful but not gaudy, on the contrary she has long eyebrows and straight nose, which is a bit heroic.

The gorgeous clothes dragged the floor, the clouds were piled high on the temples, and the golden steps shone in the sun.

At first glance, it looks like a pair of peonies with rich paint and colorful colors.

The two originally had their own advantages and disadvantages, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

But all the female cultivators behind Miaoyan imitated her dress, and the styles and colors of the dresses were similar.

At a glance, in the long scroll of ink and wash, a peony is in full bloom, taking the lead.

As a result, the color of ink and wash faded, and only peonies could be seen.

"I only know that there are thousands of beauties in this world, but I don't know that there are such beauties." Wei Zhanyang murmured, "It's a pity that I want to marry Chen Hongzhu."

"Fairy Miaoyan is indeed unparalleled." Someone beside her said.

Wei Zhanyang shook his head and said, "I've seen Miaoyan before, I was looking at the beauty next to Miaoyan."

The people around him disagreed: "Although she is beautiful, she is cold and cold, with no smile on her face. She is far less gentle and perfect than Fairy Miaoyan. If I can choose, of course Fairy Miaoyan is better!"

Even though they were separated by more than ten feet, their voices were extremely low and discreet, but there was no sound transmission.

He Qingqing's ears moved slightly, his eyes turned, and he glanced at the indifferent Miaoyan.

The monk has good eyes and ears, and she knows that Miaoyan can hear like everyone else, but she just pretends not to hear.

It seems that the comprehension world tacitly agrees that there is no need for voice transmission to comment on female nuns, just avoid it in a low voice.

He Qingqing's face suddenly turned cold, she shrank an inch, and walked in front of everyone.

"Ah." The maid behind her exclaimed and hurriedly followed.

Miao Yan's expression changed, she stopped walking, and frowned slightly.

The team of Xianyinmen had to stop.

Everyone was startled, not knowing what she was going to do, the person who was compared to Miao Yan and He Qingqing just now was especially terrified.

He Qingqing said: "This fellow Taoist, Huawei Sect Yaoguang Lake freezes in winter and is as smooth as a mirror. Have you been there?"

"I-I haven't gone yet, what does the fairy mean?"

"Go and look in the mirror." He Qingqing shook her head, "See what you look like."

"You!" The man understood, his face flushed red, "As a disciple of Xianyin Sect, how can you speak vulgar words!"

The female cultivators of the Xianyin Sect have always followed the example of Fairy Miaoyan, when did this kind of outlier appear.

He Qingqing said: "My master doesn't care what I say, can you discipline me?"

"This fairy, I offended you just now." Wei Zhanyang saluted, "I apologize to you."

He Qingqing turned her head and looked around: "Are you Chen Hongzhu's fiancé?"

"Exactly...why is the fairy laughing?"

He was originally annoyed that the other party was merciless, but he knew he was wrong and had to show his demeanor in public.

But the beauty smiled, and the shadows of swords and swords turned into soft fingers, and she was stunned for a while.

He Qingqing smiled and said: "I heard that your 'Hero Post' is already very similar."

In the old Wen Yahui book test, if Song Qianji hadn't written a hero post, Wei Zhanyang's Shibi left book should have been the most popular.

The sage of calligraphy asked the examinees to look at the posts and read the characters at the Xing Xing platform. Wei Zhanyang had no choice but to obey. He went home and studied the four lines of the poem behind closed doors, and finally practiced it in one go.

This is to prove that he is not inferior to Song Qianji.

Hearing the beauty laughing and asking at this time, Wei Zhanyang was very satisfied, and coughed lightly:

"Hero posts are not difficult at all. If the fairy likes them, I'll write them for you."

He Qingqing smiled deeper, and said quickly in a low voice:

"You don't like Chen Hongzhu, but you don't dare to disobey the marriage contract. This is courageous."

"You want to be the young master of the Wei family, but you have no other way than marriage. This is useless."

"There is no need for such a courageous and scheming person to learn 'Hero Posts'."

At first glance, the two were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, but the people around Wei Zhanyang heard it clearly, and immediately burst into anger: "You are bold!"

But was stopped by Wei Zhanyang Hengjian.

After He Qingqing finished speaking, he left, and Wei Zhanyang shouted: "Fairy, stop, I don't know..."

He Qingqing looked back at him, narrowing her eyes slightly.

The maid behind him tremblingly called out, "Elder Sister."

"Senior Sister Qingqing." Miao Yan's voice sounded just right.

"Let's go." He Qingqing turned around and left, her skirt fluttering in the wind without any hesitation.

Wei Zhanyang watched her walk across the passing water bridge until she was covered by clouds and disappeared.

He said in a daze: "It turns out that she is the elder sister of Xianyinmen, He Qingqing. I heard that more than half of the current Lingshi mines in Xianyinmen are managed by her, and she has also trained a group of confidantes of the outer sect. Don't be afraid."

"You are always proud, and you are not angry when you are insulted face to face by a female cultivator of the same generation?" The person beside him gave him a dark push.

Wei Zhanyang said: "You don't understand. She can talk so much with me. She must be treating me differently and trying to attract my attention. Otherwise, why did she ignore others and come here to talk to me when so many people looked at her just now?" ?”

"If Fairy Miaoyan didn't stop her, she would have beaten you. Why did she treat you differently? Don't you dislike the pampered female cultivator like Chen Hongzhu?"

"But she was so beautiful, it's called 'Only the peony is really beautiful', 'Even if it is ruthless, it is touching'." Wei Zhanyang said in a daze.

……

After a day of bustle and bustle, the moon quietly hangs on the wall.

Huawei Sect's new outer sect disciples have not yet been recruited, and the outer dormitory is as quiet as a grave.

The path of Songyuan is deserted, among the wild smoke and vines, there are mottled traces of undisappeared snow.

The door was locked, the vermilion paint faded, the brass ring rusty green.

Chen Hongzhu walked out of the Discipline Hall, and was supposed to go back to the Liuli Hall, but wandered here for some reason.

But I saw the old branches of the peach tree curled up, and the shadow of the tree was cast on the white wall, with sharp and desolate lines.

There is also a woman's back on the wall, graceful and graceful.

Chen Hongzhu stopped.Someone came earlier than her.

The man was wearing a mallow red costume, and his black hair shone in the moonlight, covering his shoulders like a waterfall.

Chen Hongzhu felt that this figure looked familiar, and was about to speak when the woman turned her head:

"We meet again."

"It's you." Chen Hongzhu didn't recognize this face, but remembered the other person's voice.

She was stunned before saying: "Hello Fairy He."

He Qingqing stood in front of the steps of the Song Court, which made Chen Hongzhu feel the vicissitudes of life and the changing stars.

It seemed that they were sitting side by side on the stone steps waiting for someone yesterday.

"I, I trust him. He told me to wait, and I will wait."

"I bet he won't come back tonight, and I'll wait too."

Now the peach blossoms are withered, and the stone steps are covered with moss.

Things are unpredictable.

This moment, that moment.

Only the bright moon above the wall of Songyuan is still there, and the green hills are like yesterday.

He Qingqing also looked at Chen Hongzhu. The other party was not wearing the red dress she used to wear, but a white robe. She was clean and clean, without a hairpin on her temples, unlike a nun who was about to get engaged tomorrow.

Chen Hongzhu said in a low voice: "I heard that you scolded someone on the Passing Water Bridge today."

He Qingqing didn't care: "I scolded people, are you annoyed?"

A few words of verbal disputes would not have caused an uproar in the first place.But before the engagement ceremony, scolding her fiancé would be suspected of disrespecting Hua Weizong and Chen Hongzhu.

Chen Hongzhu shook her head: "No, Miss He. I know your kindness, and I appreciate it."

He Qingqing's heart moved: "You understand, it's not in vain that you and I were here, facing the moonlight together."

Chen Hongzhu was silent.

They have met on several occasions and have different positions, so they are far from being friends.

But today, when others congratulated her, only He Qingqing said a word for her.

He Qingqing suddenly asked: "Do you think he will come?"

Chen Hongzhu said: "I heard that he lives very comfortably in Qianqu. If I were him, I would definitely not come."

Why throw yourself into the net and ask for trouble.

Tomorrow is the grand ceremony, guests from all parties have already checked in, Song Qianji hasn't arrived yet.

Chen Hongzhu didn't want to repay his hope: "Even if he comes, so what?"

"I believe he will come." He Qingqing smiled, "Do you want to make a bet?"

Chen Hongzhu seems to have returned to the past, proudly raising her head: "Just bet."

"boom!"

Outside the green hills, a red firework rises into the night and blooms brilliantly.

He Qingqing and Chen Hongzhu turned their heads to look together.

……

Huawei City is a city that never sleeps tonight.

The head of the Huawei Sect ordered that fireworks be set off throughout the night in the city to congratulate Chen Hongzhu on her engagement tomorrow.

Tiancheng in Qianqu County was first modeled on Huawei City, with a similar street layout.

Ji Chen wanted to see the formation in Huawei City, and other guard disciples also wanted to enter the city to join in the fun.

The Qijue treasure ship was put away outside the city, and Song Qianji and his party walked and stopped, eating and drinking.

The city is brightly lit and crowded with people, and casual practitioners from all over the world come to join in the fun.

Ji Chen was playful, put Song Qianji's shoulders on his shoulders, yelled all the way, and warmly greeted every passerby: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Song Qianji thought it was funny, knowing that Chen Hongzhu was engaged, but not knowing that Ji Chen was the groom.

Meng Heze was always vigilant, with a straight posture, holding his sword with one hand.

Lin Feiyuan pretended to be an ordinary disciple, with a slightly bent back, and was very inconspicuous among Song Qianji's guards, but his face was calm, and his eyes swept every passerby.

Meng Heze's eyes met him occasionally, and he felt a subtle sense of sympathy.

The easing of the relationship between the two all depends on Ji Chen.

When they reached the foot of Huawei Sect, the mountain gate was about to close.

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall greeted late guests in front of the door with gauze lanterns:

"The invitation is in your hand and needs to be checked."

"If you come late, go to the back row, don't jump in line."

The big sects and aristocratic families who need warm hospitality have already moved in during the day, and those who arrived at this time are mostly overseas sects, as well as representatives of small sects and small countries attached to Huawei Sect.

The inner disciples who came to greet them brought their own reclining chairs and sat in them to relax.

The monks outside the mountain gate lined up and chatted honestly, not in a hurry.

Meng Heze and others looked at Song Qianji.

Song Qianji watched the fireworks in the sky and stood at the end of the line.

So a group of people lined up behind him.

The monk in front turned around and spoke to him:

"Hey, do you think Song Qianji will come this time?"

Before Song Qianji could answer, someone from the front of the team said:

"He will be assassinated in Qianqu, does he dare to come out?"

They took advantage of the opportunity to change the subject and chat:

"He didn't die when he was assassinated. Instead, he broke through. I heard that he caught the assassin, but he didn't kill him. The assassin was imprisoned by him in the Song Court.

"When the assassin misses, he should blew up the golden core. Now that it falls into the hands of the assassin, of course it is a torture, and it is tortured day and night in different ways, in order to avenge the sword."

Ji Chen and Meng Heze secretly looked at each other, exchanging gloating glances.

No matter how Lin Feiyuan ate, drank, sang songs, hugged cats and pretended to be a uncle in Songyuan, in the eyes of outsiders, he was severely punished.

Lin Feiyuan hissed softly, rubbed her ears, and cursed at Wei Ping in her heart.

Those people became more and more absurd, and when they were about to enter the mountain gate, the focus turned to Song Qian's fuselage:

"Killing is nothing more than nodding your head. Song Qianji's attack is too ruthless."

"It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance. They look glamorous on the outside, but they are dark and vicious on the inside."

Lin Feiyuan clenched her fist, lowered her head and hurried away, but was grabbed by someone.

Song Qianji asked, "What are you going to do?"

Lin Feiyuan asked back: "Didn't you hear what they said?!"

Song Qianji said helplessly: "I removed your chin before to make you drink medicine. I sealed your aura and tied your hands because I was afraid that you would move around and hurt yourself. I only posted your forbidden words when you were talking nonsense. Yanfu, I didn't intend to grind you..."

"What are you talking about now!" Lin Feiyuan said angrily, and soon her voice dropped again, "Of course I know."

Song Qianji wondered: "Then why are you angry?"

"Who says I'm angry with you?" Lin Feiyuan said, "I'm angry with them for talking nonsense and insulting your reputation."

After the Wenwen Conference, Song Qianji had a very good reputation, a romantic and talented man, and a master of both piano and chess.Now he is the youngest Nascent Soul genius, but he is said to be a pervert for fun by torturing people.

Lin Feiyuan thought to herself, those people couldn't find any flaws, so they made it out of nothing, and spread rumors, just to satisfy their own dark thoughts.How dare you call yourself a famous fairy family.

Song Qianji thought, I am a farmer, what reputation do I want?

The reputation is too good, what should Xian Jianchen do when he comes to him?

"I don't care about such things," he said.

Lin Feiyuan hates iron but not steel: "Is it alright if I care? They say that about me, I don't want face?"

Song Qianji nodded: "Alright then."

"What's good?" Lin Feiyuan was startled, seeing that Song Qianji had already stepped forward, stopped the group of monks outside the mountain gate, and said seriously:

"Don't make rumors, don't spread rumors, start with everyone, the world of cultivation will be cleaner and better!"

Lin Feiyuan helped the tree laugh wildly, and instantly calmed down.

The group of people stared blankly, looking at each other in blank dismay.

One person was the first to come back to his senses, and cursed, "Where did you come from? It's none of your business?"

"I'm also here for the banquet." Song Qianji said.

Lin Feiyuan was anxious to slap the tree trunk, unleash your Nascent Soul Realm coercion, slap them with your big mouth, Song Qianji, what are you doing!

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall raised the gauze lantern and illuminated Song Qianji's face.

"It's you!" There was an exclamation from inside the mountain gate.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person who called out was wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of Huawei Sect. He was receiving other guests, but now he was trembling all over and stretched out a finger, "You are Song Qianji!"

He turned his head and greeted: "Come on, please protect me."

The atmosphere suddenly changed.Song Qianji signaled Meng Heze and others not to move.

Zhao Jiheng looked left and right, comforting himself that this is Huawei Sect, there are so many masters in the sect, and they must not show their timidity.

So he shouted loudly, and the snow on the tree fell rustlingly:

"How did you come?!"

Song Qianji thought to himself that it had been a long time since he had seen him, but this kid still lacked his brain.

But seeing that the reclining chair was given by the other party, and the reclining chair is very strong and comfortable, he smiled:

"You sent invitations for me to come to the banquet."

Zhao Jiheng's face was pale, and he stammered: "You, you really dare to go to the banquet!"

Song Qianji: "It doesn't cost money to go to the banquet."

"Song Qianji is here!"

——This news broke the silence of the night and awakened the entire Huawei Mountain.