Luoxian Jianzong, the main mountain, is crowded with people.
The sky is full of red clouds, and the purple air is coming from the east.
The hem of the red lantern with the Chinese character "囍" is knotted with tassel, hanging on a long rope woven from phoenix feathers, and it complements the red clouds in the sky.
In the realm of self-cultivation, the knotted flowers that symbolize husband and wife are intertwined around the neck, the flowers are inseparable, and the tender stamens are glowing with golden and red colors. This flower is rare and can only grow beside the Linghe water. If it is transplanted elsewhere, it will die immediately. The sword sect master Shanneng temporarily moved this thing, or it was still a Linghe water by the supreme master.
The petals of the knot flower fell under the breeze, and the fall was full of spring.
This is an extremely rare sight in Luoxian Jianzong.
The biggest impression of Sword Sect on outsiders is that of Sword Cultivator, the head of the powerful four factions, always dignified and solemn - but there are always exceptions.
The double cultivation ceremony of Lin Zhizhi and Feng Qin was a major event for Luo Xian Jianzong—even the entire Human Realm cultivation world.
There are countless halos on the heads of the two, and the family teachers and friends involved almost include all the top cultivators in the Central Continent, which is particularly eye-catching. On the day of the engagement, all monks who could be named came here to congratulate the two.
At this time, the outside world was bustling, and Lin Zhizhi was sitting in the room, staring at a tangled stick smoker on the table.
Lin Zhizhi never thought that such a day would come to him.
—At least in the memory of the young master of the Lin family, he never thought that he would marry someone and hold a double cultivation ceremony when he was weak.
Not to mention that this object is still a handle.
A male, a phoenix.
- At that time, he agreed to Feng Qin's ravings in the ghost way, and pulled the little Phoenix's spirit from the depths of hell, and liberated it into nirvana in the world. Lin Zhizhi and Feng Shuang returned to the Xumi Illusion Realm together, and saw that the phoenix egg soaked in the Jianmu water cracked a little bit, and a bald little phoenix came out of it and gnawed off the cracked eggshell. and Jianmu.
#小phoenix: I became bald and stronger#
After nibbling on the objects in the basin, a spark of sparks appeared in the little Phoenix's mouth, and a blazing fire enveloped his body. In an instant, the sparks fell, and the phoenix chick's body burned with clouds of fire. When the red light faded, the little phoenix grew back to soft and beautiful red feathers. He glanced at Lin Zhizhi with his smart black eyes and turned into a human form.
This time, the little phoenix's figure is no longer the child of the past, but the appearance of a beautiful boy about fifteen or sixteen years old - exactly the same as the causal thread Feng·Pride Young Master Qin that Lin Zhizhi saw in the Yellow Springs, or maybe also to look better.
The flame mark between Feng Qin's eyebrows was as red as ever, but his eyes were more eager than this mark. The teenager's head [favorability index 99, attitude is unbelievable], stopped in front of Lin Zhizhi, as if waiting for a long time, but always looked at him with restraint: "What you said at that time, is it true? You agree to talk to him. I'm married?"
Lin Zhizhi looked at him, somewhat relieved, but also had some complicated emotions, and nodded slowly.
For monks, commitment is a very important thing.
In addition to the moral reasons, it is more about a kind of Reiki law. For the monks of the right way, if they promise but fail to do so, or try their best to escape the promise they have made, this matter will be stuck in their throats, and they will turn into demons in the future when they cross the calamity, turning all their cultivation bases into None.
The favorability is instantly updated to: [Feng Qin, favorability index is 100, and his attitude is that he wants to grow old.]
Feng Qin's eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed up emotionally and gave Lin Zhizhi a tight hug.
Feng Qin's favorability level shows sincerity and favorability. Such a simple and sincere (?) relationship makes Lin Zhizhi feel a little less reluctant - anyway, he doesn't have anyone he likes now.
Originally, even if they promised to get married, it would not be so fast, but the bad thing was that Feng Shuang and Feng Ling were watching from the side. Seeing her son's deep affection for Lin Zhizhi, how could Feng Shuang hold back the feeling of being happy for the stupid son in her heart? He couldn't wait to hold the ceremony that day and let his son get what he wanted—
It took seven days to prepare for this double cultivation ceremony.
During these seven days, Lin Zhizhi had to face the greetings from his parents' family, and the most terrifying thing, the iceberg face of the master, and the favorability above his head showing [attitude is rage]...
- Xuanhua was completely caught off guard when he heard the news.
He was angry enough that he had to help save his "rival in love", and now the reward is that his little apprentice disappeared and was kidnapped and wanted to marry the rescued person - a series of blows were connected, even if his heart was as calm as Dao Zun , but also had to express emotions.
Xuanhua's cold purple eyes contained some vague emotions that could be called pain: "You want to marry him?"
Before Lin Zhizhi could speak, the man in front of him stepped forward again, looked into the black-haired boy's eyes and asked, "Do you love him?"
Lin Zhizhi replied to the first question: "Yes, Master respects me—"
Xuanhua didn't want to listen to the rest of his words. The man's instant anger almost turned into substance, his sword intent was awe-inspiring, and he cut off half of his long hair at the side of the boy's temples - but he couldn't bear to hurt him after all. The sword intent will stop on the boy's cheek, Xuanhua restrained the surging emotions in his heart, closed his eyes and said, "What if I object?"
Lin Zhizhi lowered his eyes and looked at the strand of hair falling at his feet: "Master's order, the disciple must follow naturally."
"But I don't want to be just your master. Aside from the relationship between master and apprentice, will you change your mind based on my personal objection?" Xuanhua's voice was cold, like glaciers colliding.
Lin Zhizhi was silent for a while: "I only have the love of master and apprentice for Shizun."
Xuanhua turned around, faced the water mirror, and waved his long sleeves: "You go out first."
"Yes, Master."
After a long time, when the footsteps of the black-haired boy drifted away and could no longer be heard, the man turned around and picked up the long strand of hair. Xuan Hua took out a sword spike, tied his long hair, and put it in his heart.
When he raised his head again, there was murder in his eyes.
And Lin Zhizhi has never seen Xuanhua again since that day.
Seven days later, when Feng Shuang found a good time, the double cultivation ceremony was about to be held.
—Lin Zhizhi sat in the room, looking at the smoke rising from the tangled sticks incense burner.
"Know it." Until someone outside the door knocked on the door lightly and called him out, "It's time."
That person's voice was crisp and cheerful, a voice unique to a young man, with an uncontrollable joy.
Lin Zhizhi responded, opened the lid of the smoker, threw a green leaf in it, pushed open the door and walked out.
Today, he is wearing a red robe, embroidered with gold trim on the inside, and the outer cover is made of red gauze. His black hair was neatly sparse and neat at the top of his head, set in a delicate blond crown from which a red silk crown dangled down the sides.
Lin Zhizhi has almost never worn such a beautiful red, like a sharp blade that sees blood and seals its throat, with a radiant sharpness.
Feng Qin almost saw him today, and almost two of his three souls were taken away, and he did not know what year it was today. Little Phoenix was also wearing clothes that matched him, a pair of Taoist attire, which matched the flame mark between his eyebrows. They were surprisingly beautiful. The two of them seemed like a natural pair.
Feng Qin took Lin Zhizhi all the way to the entrance of the courtyard, where an old man was holding a wine glass and chatting with his old friends with a smile - it was Lin Zhizhi's father, Lin Quan.
Seeing his son, Lin Quan looked at him with complicated eyes - he had already accepted the fact that his son was a broken sleeve and his Taoist companion was a man. After all, since the Haihuang sent messengers to propose marriage, he had been forcing himself to face him almost every day. To the reality - it's better to be a Taoist partner with Feng Qin than to be a queen for Haihuang!
Although the reality is like this, Lin Quan sometimes thinks about it: if he did not object to Lin Zhizhi's contacts with that mortal woman at that time, if he did not ban his son, and let him break the Yuanyang body of the Lao Shizi, then whether Lin Zhizhi would not change A fetish for broken sleeves
#This question, Sith is empty#
Lin Zhizhi approached his father and said obediently, "Father."
Lin Quan tried to make an expression of hating iron, but the joy in his eyes betrayed him deeply: "Do you still know that I am your father? I told you to consider cultivation first, where did you hear it? "
"Lin Quan, don't talk about it, on this happy day, you can't put on the air of your father." The old man in Tsing Yi beside Lin Quan was his friend for many years, and he arched his arm with a smile.
Lin Quan reluctantly looked back at his old friend: "This child has never given people peace of mind since he was a child."
The old man pretended to be exaggerated and said in surprise: "Knowing is not enough to give you peace of mind? Luoxian Jianzong, Foundation Establishment, Chengdan, but you have never bothered. Seventh Heaven Ladder, this record has set a new record for 'genius'. Record! What do you want to be the number one in the younger generation of Zhonglu?"
"Yeah, my daughter has been crying at home for a long time when she heard the news of his double cultivation ceremony." A middle-aged beautiful woman approached with a smile, carefully scrutinizing Lin Zhizhi.
Lin Quan waved his hands again and again: "How can he be as good as you said?"
"Tsk tsk, Mrs. Luo, look at how fake he is, in fact, he is very happy in his heart!" The old man raised the glass in his hand to Lin Quan and teased narrowly.
Lin Quan drank the glass of wine and filled the glass from the jug next to him: "Continue!"
Seeing this, Lin Zhizhi chatted with the elders for a while, left the space to his father, and walked aside by himself. Feng Qin saw Feng Shuang beckoning to him from a distance, and turned his ear to Lin Zhizhi: "I'll go over for a while."
The black-haired boy nodded to show his understanding, and watched the figure of Little Phoenix disappear into the crowd. He wanted to clean up in the corner for a while before the ceremony was completed, but Lin Zhizhi's clothes were really conspicuous today. Before a moment, another blue-clothed youth came over and stopped in front of him.
The clothes of this young man are the silk of spirit beasts, which looks very valuable, and his appearance is also called handsome, but there is an exaggerated playfulness in his eyes. The boy looked at him for a while before saying, "You're finally back."
Lin Zhizhi raised his eyebrows, consciously not recognizing this face, and after thinking about the favorability of [Qi Ting, favorability index 80, his attitude is missing] for a long time, he finally found out his impression of this person from the small corner of his memory—
Nima, wasn't this the playboy who secretly loved Junior Sister Xie Ling when he went out to find the perfect foundation-building opportunity when the master just left!
What happened to him, so that Qi Ting, who had always regarded him as a rival in love, suddenly changed his attitude to "missing"? !
Lin Zhizhi said coldly and politely, "Junior Brother Qi."
"I'm your senior brother," Qi Ting raised his head abruptly and looked at Lin Zhizhi with a look of grief and indignation, "That's why I hate you the most! You just don't know how to be polite and disrespectful!"
Regarding Qi Ting's offensive remarks, Lin Zhizhi pointed out: "You lie."
- Not only do you not hate me, you are even "missing" me.
Lin Zhizhi raised his head to confirm Qi Ting's favorability rating as high as 80, and secretly said in his heart.
Qi Ting: "..."
-Wow, how can you see it! I have rehearsed with that guy Lan Zhen many times before I dare to show up in front of you!
"I didn't lie!" The blue-shirted boy stubbed his neck and said, "You are so arrogant, and you are robbing Junior Sister Xie from me. The only advantage may be that you are good-looking and have a high cultivation aptitude—how can I like you like this? people?"
Lin Zhizhi looked at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded, and just when he didn't want to pay attention to him, he patted his shoulder with one hand.
Feng Qin embraced him—after his rebirth in Nirvana, he was already half a point higher than Lin Zhizhi, and he no longer had to tiptoe to do this—Little Phoenix looked down at Qi Ting condescendingly: "Who are you?"
In terms of the level of the playful young master, Xiao Fenghuang was the first ancestor of Lan Zhen's group. He was invited to deal with Lin Zhi and then defected halfway.
Qi Ting did not answer, and took two steps back one after another. Lin Zhizhi clearly saw that the attitude above his head had changed to [depressed, lost] - the blue-shirted boy glanced at the two of them with a stern look of the passing of his first love, and turned around. walked away staggeringly.
"Know, who is he? How did you know him?" Feng Qin asked jealously as he watched Qi Ting leave.
"I went out to practice with him before." Lin Zhizhi tried to briefly flip the page, "Okay, what did your father tell you?"
"The auspicious time is coming, he let us go there." When he mentioned his father's words, Xiao Fenghuang immediately became happy again. There was a blush on the boy's snow-white cheeks, just as he was about to hug the future Taoist companion and walk towards his father, only to hear a voice.
"—I know, it's been a long time." A purely masculine, low-pitched magnetic voice was close at hand.
The handsome blond man was walking towards Lin Zhizhi quickly. Reunited after a long absence, Jiashu's sky blue eyes were full of joy, and he also carried some domineering arrogance that belonged to the Emperor of the Sea.
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
—Yes, the person who dares to be really troublesome has only just arrived.
Feng Qin: "..."
- Just walked away, where did this guy come from!