Under the moonlight, by the holy lake, spiritual lanterns are hanging.
This suspended island has a beautiful environment and is planted with sacred trees and spiritual trees. It was once the training ground of Huo Canghai, the great elder of the Space Temple, and now it is the residence of Zhang Ruochen.
Not only Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan, but also three other beautiful figures with different temperaments are also there.
Yu Chenjing is as beautiful as jade, with a folding fan in hand, and a straightforward personality, saying: "I thought that the First Elder was busy with important matters and would not take care of us! I didn't expect that Chu Nan and Yan Shen were so proud that they invited you out as soon as they were invited. !¡±
"It's not because of our reputation, it's clearly because of my sister-in-law's reputation." Xiang Chunan chuckled and spoke without any scruples.
The engagement between Yu Chenjing and Zhang Ruochen has been spread for a long time and is not a secret.
In front of them, Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't know how to hold it, and after some greetings, he motioned for everyone to sit down.
Because of Chi Kunlun¡¯s incident, even the heartless Xiang Chunan couldn¡¯t joke anymore.
The atmosphere was quite depressing and dull for a while.
Zhang Ruochen noticed the slightly reserved Fairy Linglong.
She sat dignifiedly next to Yu Chenjing, dressed in white, with a fairy heart and a jade bone, and a calm and quiet expression.
However, this indifference contains a sense of pressure and unnaturalness.
With Zhang Ruochen¡¯s current cultivation level and identity, except for brothers of life and death like Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan, how could other monks sit at the same table with him as if they were sitting with the heavens, how could they be relaxed and natural?
Sitting next to Feng Yan is Murong Ling.
Although Murong Ling has been practicing for more than 300,000 years and can be considered an ancient god, he still looks dignified and embarrassed in front of the powerful Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Second brother, why don't you introduce me?"
Feng Yan's face was calm, and there was neither wind nor rain, and he said: "This is my wife, Murong Ling! During the wedding, eldest brother, you were in the Temple of Destiny, and I really couldn't invite you. This is my fault."
Of course Zhang Ruochen knew who Murong Ling was, and he also knew that this marriage was decided by the God of the Wind Clan and the God of the Murong Family.
As the holder of the Pure Yang Divine Sword and the contemporary head of the Feng Clan, Feng Yan is destined to be at his mercy and must choose marriage.
As for how much love the two have, only they themselves know.
However, on the surface, at least they are treating each other with respect.
The figure of Wuyue appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and he felt unspeakable guilt in his heart, saying: "It's my fault that I missed your big day. I should drink three drinks as punishment!"
"How can three cups be enough? Three jars will do." Xiang Chunan said.
"Okay, then three altars."
Zhang Ruochen was about to get wine from the space treasure, but he saw Yu Chenjing wave his sleeve.
"Wow!"
One by one, bronze tripods appeared in the divine mist, suspended in front of everyone's eyes.
She smiled lightly: "When you were practicing in the Temple of Truth, you often drank freely. I have prepared it for you a long time ago! How about Sanding? This wine is definitely not weak. It has been stored for more than one yuanhui. It is only used in Qianxing Civilization. Come and entertain the God King and the God Lord.¡±
Recalling the uninhibited and indulgent years of the past, Xiang Chunan originally planned to have a good drink with Zhang Ruochen to relieve the pain of losing his son. When he heard Yu Chenjing's words, he immediately sat back with embarrassment on his face.
With his current level of cultivation, how could he dare to taste the wine served to the God King and Lord?
Fairy Linglong immediately came to his rescue and said: "I have the Dragon Clan's divine brew here. Although it is not as rare as the nectar of the Thousand Stars Civilization, it is also brewed from divine fruits and divine flowers. It is rich and sweet, and can intoxicate the gods."
Waving his sleeves, pieces of wine vessels flew out.
The wine vessel is exquisite, only a foot high, but there is something inside it.
A pot is worth a tripod.
Zhang Ruochen stood up, picked up a wine vessel, and said, "Second brother, I respect you!"
Feng Yan also stood up and raised his glass with both hands.
Except for Xiang Chunan, everyone present knew that the three glasses of wine that Zhang Ruochen served contained too many emotions.
Xiang Chunan shouted that he wanted to drink with them. He picked up a silver wine bottle and poured a lot of it into his mouth.
After three drinks, Zhang Ruochen asked: "Chun Nan, why didn't Si Xue come with you?"
Xiang Chunan's mood became a little lower and he said: "In that battle two thousand years ago, Junior Sister was in the Zangxu Civilization. In order to resist Qing Cang, she was severely injured and almost died. Her injuries have not healed yet. Junior Sister has been staying in Zangxu Civilization for these years. The Temple of Truth looks after it.¡±
"When things stabilize here, I will go to the Temple of Truth to visit the master, hoping to be able to help." Zhang Ruochen said.
Although after Zhang Ruochen went to the hell realm, the truthGone happily.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the wine glass and drank again.
Xiang Chunan had completely understood and was very embarrassed, saying: "Brother, after all, she is the second brother's wife, and she has given birth to a son and a daughter, so don't get along with her! I assure you, it's impossible There will be a next time.¡±
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "What guarantee do you have?"
"I¡¡"
Xiang Chunan¡¯s face turned red!
Zhang Ruochen's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said: "The Temple of Space and the Palace of Formation have been cleared. It is normal for the Temple of Time and Murong Huan to feel a sense of crisis. However, Murong Ling has already married to the Wind Clan, but she still loves the Murong family and wants to use her. That descendant of the Demon Ancestor Hou Tu is beating me up, she is too courageous! Even Xuanyuan Lian is not qualified to participate in this matter, why does she dare to get involved?"
"Someone has evil intentions and wants to drag the Wind Clan into trouble, thereby constraining me."
Yu Chenjing said: "Is the problem with the Temple of Time so big?"
"Afuya and Bexi were led to the Heavenly Court from Lihentian through the Temple of Time. One can imagine how many ancient powerful men the Temple of Time secretly attracted?"
Zhang Ruochen had one more thing to say, but he didn't tell them that the Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus was probably also connected to the Temple of Time.
If she wants to cultivate the way of time to that point, how could she not go to the Temple of Time? How could it not be borrowed from the secret of time?
(End of this chapter) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com