Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapter 27

Zhuang Tian burned high incense and prayed for the blessing of his ancestors. He was anxiously walking back and forth in front of the Shangqing Palace. He went to the cottage no less than dozens of times. When I heard the announcement from the elder Qianyang, the whole person was stupid, thanks to Xie Wanting's kind reminding.

"Come out, come out!?" Zhuang Tian jumped three feet high, "My apprentice has come out hahaha!"

Zhuang Tian happily pushed his neighbors, and took the time to show off: "That's my apprentice, the disciple of our Lingxiao Hall! Don't get it wrong, it's him, the one in red."

The heads of the houses are looking sideways. They have long heard of a young talent in the Lingxiao Palace. When the Wanmen Huiwu opened, one hundred thousand cultivators were standing densely on the Shangqing platform, and they couldn't see who was who, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances at this moment.

The boy was seventeen years old, dressed in a begonia-red cross-necked brocade, with a black hair band, a handsome face, a long body, and a pair of phoenix eyes that showed alluring and charming. The long sword in his hand does not feel clear and compelling, but exudes a soft and introverted aura, which makes people unable to help but marvel at it.

Chu Changfeng: "That spiritual weapon..."

Mu Qinian: "Extraordinary product, in the eyes of the old man, its momentum will never lose to Yuntian Shuijing's Tingquan."

Mu Qinian had a straight-forward temper, what he said, he didn't know that this sentence was equivalent to despising the Yuntian Water Mirror. After all, the Tingquan was a treasure of the town, and the heads of the past generations could not be removed.

Sure enough, Mu Qinian was stunned by Mei Cailian.

Xie Wanting looked at it for a while, and said, "In my opinion, it is somewhat similar to Lu Yao's Langyue."

Mu Qinian suddenly realized: "You are really saying this."

Xie Wanting said: "It is rumored that there was a weapon in the ancient times, but the vicissitudes of life were divided into two, and turned into two swords left in the world. They were originally from the same root but from the same origin."

"Ji Feng Langyue." Chu Changfeng answered, "Langyue was handed over to Lu Yao by Lu Zhangjiao in Xianmen of Shangqing. Another...could it be the one held by Hua Qingkong?"

Xie Wanting smiled: "If this is the case, this child will be good fortune. With concentration in practice, diligent study and hard training, it will not be impossible for him to pass the catastrophe and ascend in the future."

Mei Cailian seemed to have been pierced in her ears, she said with a cold face, "Six roots are impure, greedy for red dust, how can it soar."

Hua Che rushed to the Shangqing Temple to salute Zhuang Tian, ​​Zhuang Tian smiled from ear to ear, and without waiting for the content of the illusion, a figure walked over. Zhuang Tian had no choice but to press his cheering heart first, and respectfully greeted him: "Lu Zhangjiao." Hua Che felt like a man on his back, and he turned stiffly to meet Lu Mingfeng's gaze.

"This is the dandy who shines in Mingyue Valley?" Lu Mingfeng's expression was solemn, but his tone was very gentle.

It is the glory of the monk to be able to be spoken by Lu Mingfeng. The disciples who were waiting on the stage of the Qing Dynasty talked a lot and were envious of it.