Zhenshanhai

Lonely Mountain is indeed very lively at this time.

Not to mention the celebration of the new year with lanterns and festoons, but beside the huge teleportation array at the foot of the mountain, there was a noisy big fair, and there were acquaintances in the fair.

"Your business has come to someone's door, so Guming Mountain doesn't care?"

"As long as we don't block the mountain gate and disturb the order, we can set up a market in this area, which is convenient for the disciples of the Demon God, but there is no hindrance."

The Lingbao Pavilion cultivator who was patrolling to maintain order greeted him with a smile, "So that Immortal Lin can know that the semicolon here is still in your favor!"

Back then, Lin Pu asked her old Uncle Yuan to help, and searched for some new and strange sights when she was in retreat, and sent them to Guming Mountain every ten days.

In those years, every time Lingbao Pavilion came back to Guming Mountain, it would be accompanied by merchants and demons to do some business.

According to public perception, the treasure land of Xianzong has always been clean, and it is most taboo for someone to run in front of his mountain gate and make noise.

When you meet someone with a bad temper, the entire family will come out and kill you as an enemy who provoked and broke the family, and you deserve it.

The big human city on the outskirts of Yushan was also a place where unidentified refugees accidentally bumped into and settled down. After the people from all over the world looked around and found that the Tianzong Sword Region didn't care, that's why the mountain people from nearby aristocratic families had the courage to drag their families with them. moved over.

Even though the devils like to be exaggerated and lively, for the sake of convenience, they dare to set up a teleportation array in front of the mountain gate.

But at most, only my own family would set up some stalls at the foot of the mountain to trade, and no outsider would dare to go to the gate of Guming Mountain to do business.

During those years in Lingbao Pavilion, it was convenient because of the fourteen demon kings.

Later, a deacon in the pavilion found a business opportunity, and personally came to ask Little Demon Lord whether it is possible to set up a Lingbao pavilion at the foot of Guming Mountain.

Ling Yi never cared about these things, and only happily flipped through the exquisite albums and clothes patterns sent by the merchants, which was regarded as acquiescing.

With the approval of Wuxiang Demon Lord, the high-level officials of Tianmoya don't care about these things, and the devils are even more eager to have a spiritual collection at the door to facilitate trading and life, so the semicolon of Lingbao Pavilion opened at the foot of Guming Mountain.

Lin Pu exchanged some pleasantries with the monk in charge, and after thinking about it, he asked him to help prepare some things.

This cultivator is very clever, businessmen are often in the world of mortals, and after hearing the strings and friends, they immediately arrange it.

After a while, everything Lin Pu asked for was delivered.

Not only that, but also a lot more complete and thoughtful, which made the little uncle feel that all the things he bought in the human shop at the foot of Yushan were useless.

After reporting to Tianmoya, Li Gan came out unexpectedly after greeting the other demon lords.

The little uncle and the old devil have had contact in Jianyu in the early years, and they have a good first impression of each other.

More than 80 years ago, the witch suddenly disappeared, and Lin Pu went to the east to search for someone. The connection with Guming Mountain has never been broken, especially the contact with the old devil.

Lingyi is far more than one disciple under Ligan Mojun's sect, but she is the most self-willed disciple among them, the most troublesome to the old Mojun, and the one he loves the most.

Back then, the witch found a different way and stood out among the tens of thousands of demon disciples in Guming Mountain. She offended Qinglingmen and caused disasters, but she had a reason to occupy justice, forcing the high-level officials of Tianmoya to come forward to protect her for the sake of the sect's face.

Lingyi was still young at that time, and he couldn't hide the ambition and scheming in his eyes.

How could the demon lords fail to see her little tricks, but such unscrupulous and aloof temperament, regardless of climbing up, happened to catch the attention of the demon lords.

So Demon Lord Li Gan stepped forward and accepted Ling Yi as a closed disciple, and he really loved this disciple.

The witch repaired the wedding clothes and the magic skills were completely unqualified, selfish and selfish, and practiced the magic skills in reverse.

The old devil thought of countless ways, but he couldn't turn her temper back. He could only watch her go straight into a dead end.

Thinking that Lingyi would stop here in this life, the old devil organized a grand ceremony for his apprentice, and invited all the sects in the Northern Territory to pray for him and send him off.

The magic of the wedding dress has its own magic, which can consume the original source of gathering Qi, and turn all the blessings and blessings of all souls into a layer of protection and protection to marry and die.

Practitioners' prayers are more precious than ordinary beliefs. If the ceremony of closing the Tao is successfully held, the witch will be reborn smoothly and happily in the afterlife.

Previously, due to the ups and downs in half of his life, Lingyi's heart was paranoid and gloomy. If his temperament is not changed, the wedding dress will be difficult to repair, and his future will be gloomy.

The old devil will send his lover back to the world for a new life, so that he can enjoy a hundred years of prosperity and perfection.

And with the support and connection of this level of wedding dress demon art, if there is no accident, when the time comes, Ligan Demon Lord can find the disciple in the world of mortals and bring his apprentice out to reintroduce the way.

Such caring heart, master-student love, Lingyi met a mentor when he was desperate, lonely and helpless, and since then he has regarded Liqian as a teacher and a father.

Didn't the old devil love her so much, and arranged everything for his lover behind his back?

But he didn't expect that a young master of Jianyu jumped out of the middle, messing up everything that the devil had painstakingly arranged.

Ligan Mojun is also happy to hear this.

Reincarnation is too eerie and complicated. The old devil's arrangement is theoretically feasible, but the risk of implementation is too high, and there are too many variables in the middle.

It was really a great surprise for the old devil that Lingyi was able to break through the barriers and find his own way.

Little Martial Uncle's affection for Lingyi was seen by the old devil, and the relationship between the two was placed under the noses of the two high-level Tianzong almost from the beginning.

In addition, the little martial uncle's character can't be faulted, and many legendary deeds have been spread along with her, and the old devil is satisfied with her.

Later, during the years when the witch disappeared in the eastern border of the mainland, while Lin Pu was looking for it, he always remembered the old man for his sweetheart, and there were arrows and gifts from time to time.

After going back and forth for a long time, although the old devil and this senior junior saw each other seldom, they developed a rare friendship.

"Why did you come here today, are you looking for Lingyi girl?" The old devil took the little uncle to the real devil hall.

Now Tianzong puts most of his energy on chasing Jilu and other mainland ghosts except Chaos Sea.

The traces of Wu Lingzi and Yuan Yao are top secret, and the news will only be released after a ghost lair has been wiped out.

The group of demon disciples led by the Phaseless Demon King is also a part of it. If the little master uncle came here to ask about Li Gantuer's news, it is impossible for him to know about it.

Lin Pu shook his head and patted his waist. In his hand, there were exquisite gift boxes of melons, fruits and pastries filled with large and small bags. The cloud drive was also full of pots, pans, and a batch of fresh vegetables and meat.

"Mojun, this New Year's Eve, Lingyi is not here, so Apu came to have dinner with you!"

The old man stopped suddenly.

For the secular world, eating New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve and having a reunion for the Spring Festival can be regarded as the most solemn festival throughout the year.

But for cultivators, the concept of festivals has long since disappeared, and no one will specifically talk about what Spring Festival they have been to for reunion dinners.

From a detached perspective, New Year's Eve is nothing more than a ritual.

It is the folks who find a reason to get together with their relatives and friends, and find a chance to take a break in the busy days of survival and reproduction throughout the year.

This special festival actually has no meaning. What is meaningful is the friendship, the thoughts and care, and the warmth and longing that the place called home brings to people.

Isn't the reason why people live and the reason they are happy is this kind of friendship that is nostalgic and inseparable?

The Demon Lord Ligan got the magic seed when he died in the world of mortals.

But thousands of years have passed, and the blood he left behind in the secular world has long been so thin that it is no different from a stranger.

The old man's face was moved for a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the pile of worthless things on the cloud that in the eyes of the cultivator were just for satisfying the appetite.

Seeing this, Lin Pu was a little apprehensive, "You, aren't you too young?"

"It's so exciting, why not?"

Yunjia turned around and drove towards the side peak. The old devil put his hands into his sleeves and said cheerfully: "It's all raw food, why don't you cook it yourself? This old man doesn't know how to cook..."

The little martial uncle laughed, his eyes were clear, his right cheek was dimpled, and he waved his hand to put away everything.

"I've got everything ready, you don't have to work hard, just look at my handiwork!"

The side peaks where the fourteen demon lords of Guming Mountain live are all around Tianmo Cliff, and the residence on the peak of Ligan Demon Lord is an ordinary-looking three-entry green tile courtyard.

Standing on the green lawn in front of the peak, the old devil pointed out to Lin Pu a nearby peak.

On the top of the peak is a beautiful palace carved from amethyst, which looks like a witch.

It's a pity that Lingyi is not there, and the little devil is too lonely. She is the only one on the Tianmo cliff, and she has set a hundred and eighty restrictions on her peak in her own sect, and no one can get up.

The little uncle can only look outside through the white mist to see the residence of his sweetheart.

Since it's New Year's Eve, there must be a lively New Year's atmosphere, Lin Pu had already thought about it.

Take a pat on the belt, 120 seven little monkeys jumped out to surround the old devil and called Shigong. The three courtyards that were deserted and empty were immediately filled with little sky monkeys rolling around excitedly and running around. A little girl doll Banban wearing a felt hat is greeting the Demon Lord.

The old devil was startled for a moment, then laughed, and bent down to talk to a group of demon juniors like an old man in the world.

After a while, he became acquainted with each other, and the old man hugged the lotus demon girl who refused to take off her hat, and listened carefully to the little girl secretly whispering her troubles to the master...

But for half a day, the small courtyard with green tiles was full of smoke and bustle, and the smell of fireworks and food wafted from the peak of the old devil.

The little uncle's craftsmanship is really good, and there is a big table full of dishes, which are full of color, fragrance and taste.

But there are too many people, there are more than 100 little monkeys, and one chopstick is not enough for each person.

Fortunately, Lin Pu was well prepared. He not only bought a large batch of melon and fruit pastries, but also prepared flour in the mustard bag, and made many dumplings with meat stuffing.

The sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was placed in the small open-air courtyard. The old devil took the lead to taste it with his chopsticks, and praised it with a smile. Everyone exchanged cups and ate the New Year's dinner in a lively manner, but they could hear the sound coming from the courtyard door behind them. A slight smile.

"What about the New Year's dinner?"

Lin Pu suddenly turned her head, and the beautiful lady moved sideways to the door. Under the moonlight, the pearls on her ears dangled lightly, her eyes sparkled charmingly, she was charming and charming, and she smiled sweetly.

"Mistress!"

Xiaolian called out happily, jumped off the stool and flew into her arms, and then led her over.

With a smile on his lips, Ling Yi greeted his master and sat down beside Lin Pu after a few words of greeting.

Lin Pu graciously handed the clean bowls and chopsticks to her, and told her to taste them quickly.

Ling Yi raised his eyes slightly, casually picked up a chopstick and tasted it slowly, looked sideways at her, his white teeth were slightly exposed, and his red lips slightly parted and sucked the tip of the jade chopsticks.

Seeing the little uncle's throat rolling unconsciously, Ling Yi chuckled and said, "You did it all?"

Lin Pu nodded, quickly picked up another dumpling made by himself for her, and looked at her expectantly, "How does it taste?"

Ling Yi just smiled but didn't answer, "You keep watching what I do."

After speaking, he handed the bowl to her and took a bite of the dumplings on the plate, "Give me a bowl of soup."

In the middle of the night, when the old year crosses the new year, cheers erupted from all over Guming Mountain, and the sound of crackling firecrackers exploded everywhere.

Tianmoya stands alone in the middle, and the sound of the firecrackers has become much quieter when it reaches here, but the next moment, the sky full of fireworks rises high into the sky and explodes around Tianmoya, bursting into bursts of flames, which is really gorgeous cheerful.

With the brilliant fireworks all over the sky, everyone ate the New Year's Eve dinner lively in the courtyard under the starry night sky.

The little girl wearing a felt hat led a group of fluffy little monkeys to kowtow to the smiling old devil to greet the new year.Under the table, two slender hands clasped together.

This lively and happy life is not inferior to the world at all.

The splendid fireworks of Guming Mountain lasted all night.

In the Amethyst Demon Palace before dawn, Ling Yi was sitting on the little master uncle with his jade legs hooked around her waist, and at a certain moment he suddenly pushed and shoved her in a daze.With her bare shoulders, she hugged her head tightly again, her voice suddenly became high-pitched, and her whole body trembled violently.

Lin Pu's scorching breath hit her tender skin, panting lightly, he raised his head and kissed her lips from her chin to her lips. After sucking and sucking for a while, he held her lower lip and said, "Why don't you tell me when you come back? This time How long can I stay?"

Ling Yi hugged her neck and opened his lips, allowing the tip of her tongue to poke in. She bit and licked her lips inside and out, tenderly and tenderly, but didn't answer.

Lin Pu had always wanted to take her back to Jianyu to meet the Fifth Senior Brother, and he also mentioned it in the letter he asked Wu Lingzi earlier, saying that he wondered if he could see her again before the next year.

Ling Yi wanted to give her a surprise, and quietly went to Yushan at the end of the year.

But he didn't want to see Elder He, the Supreme Master of Jianyu, and learned that the little master uncle went to Guming Mountain to find the old devil to celebrate the New Year.

It took Lingyi a long time to recover from the lingering rhyme, and with a slight smile, he pushed away the head of the little uncle who was about to eat her, stood up and wrapped her neck, panted, lowered his head and gently kissed Lin Pu's eyebrows, leaned forward On her body, he said in a hoarse voice: "A Pu, let's get married."