fairy don't want to talk to you

Ling Yongnian looked at the young master who was surrounded by him, and his memory went back to 300 years ago.

When he was young, the last Huashen senior of the Ling family died.As the patriarch of the Ling family, my father put his hope on the next generation after his brothers in this generation had no hope.

Who knew that the next generation would be even worse, not even a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At that time, the Ling family was in turmoil. If it weren't for the big tree of Wujizong, they might have fallen out of the ranks of the upper family.

It was under such circumstances that Ling Yunzhou was born.His father is Ling Yongnian's cousin, and this branch has stopped at Jindan and Jianji for two generations, and has fallen out of the ranks of those in power in the family.

But this child has aptitudes that are very different from those of his father and grandfather.When he was young, he was extremely intelligent and had a very good temper. He was reborn like a graceful tree, as if the beauty of the whole family had grown on him.

Ling Yongnian still remembered the situation when Wujizong came to select candidates, just like today, as soon as Ling Yunzhou came out, all eyes were on him, and the others became a foil.

Since then, Ling Yunzhou has been the brilliance of the Ling family.He worshiped the head of Jiang as his teacher, and he broke through the Huashen, bringing the Ling family back to the ranks of the top aristocratic families, as if there was no bottleneck.

Looking back now, those 100 years seem to be the most beautiful dream in the world. They didn't even dare to think about it, but Ling Yunzhou did it.Compared with the previous struggles, people can't help but sigh that the difference between people is greater than that between people and pigs.

Imagining that Ling Bufei had already arrived in front of him, he bowed down and said, "But uncle? My nephew is polite."

Ling Yongnian came back to his senses and squeezed out a smile: "Get up quickly, there is no need to be polite. You have grown so big in the blink of an eye, you really look like your father."

Ling Bufei smiled faintly, and moved sideways to give way: "This is my fiancée Mengjin, see my uncle soon."

Only then did everyone see the girl behind him.She has a graceful demeanor and a jade-like face, which is an excellent match in terms of appearance.

This is the white girl who won the second place in the spiritual practice conference?It was rumored in the past that it was mysterious. Some people said that she had good luck and changed the fate of Ling Shaozong, and some people said that she had a special constitution and could heal Ling Shaozong's dead veins, so she got this marriage.

Sect Master Ling's experience is too legendary, so there are so many people who pass it on by word of mouth, but Bai Mengjin doesn't have a strong sense of existence under the deliberate downplay by the upper echelon of Xianmen.But those who are really knowledgeable know that she needs more attention than Sect Master Ling Shao.

A magic cultivator that cannot be alienated has never existed in the world of cultivating immortals.Who knows what she will bring to the world.

This is how Ling Yongnian examined her, wanting to know what kind of magical power this little female cultivator possessed, to bring back to life what the family thought was an abandoned son.

"I've met my uncle and grandfather." Bai Mengjin spoke softly with due courtesy.

——It seems that there is nothing special, even weaker than most female cultivators.

With just a few glances, Ling Yongnian really couldn't see anything special about her, so he could only put on a kind appearance of an elder and nodded to her: "Okay, okay."

Before he could say anything, Ji Xingge had already stepped forward to salute with a smile: "Grandpa Ling, do you still remember me? My name is Ji Xingge, and my father's name is Shangnanxiafeng. You came to my house as a guest when you were young."

The Ji family had frequent contacts with the Ling family. Ling Yongnian no longer remembered why he went to the Ji family, but he knew about Ji Nanfeng's beloved daughter.

"Ah, so it's Xiao Xingge, you've grown up so much! You're really a girl, so pretty!"

"You haven't changed at all, you are still so handsome, I almost didn't dare to recognize you just now!"

Ling Yongnian is already five hundred years old, and for a Jindan cultivator, he has already entered his old age.It's just that there is no shortage of pills in the Xianmen family, and they are well maintained.When Ji Xingge said this, he laughed: "You kid has such a sweet mouth. Okay, okay, have you worked hard all the way? Go back to the village first."

The scene became joyful, and under the arrangement of Manager Xu, the boat was replaced with a specially made boat by the Ling family, and they headed for the Ling family.

Standing on the painting boat, Bai Mengjin looked at the accumulation of stratus clouds in the distance, while the water and sky nearby were as clear as clear, and she couldn't help nodding: "The Lake of Clouds really lives up to its reputation."

Ji Xingge was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and praised again and again: "It turns out that Duiyun Lake is so beautiful, I should have come to play a few years ago if I knew it."

Ling Bufei was smiling, it was worth the trip just to see the scenery.

After the boat sailed for about two quarters of an hour, a rolling mountain appeared in the field of vision.Above the Feige Liudan, with many terraces and pavilions, is the Biyun Villa where the Ling family resides.

Ling Bufei was watching, when suddenly a voice came from his ear: "This is Fuyun Mountain, is this the first time seeing you, brother?"

He turned his head and saw a girl in green shirt looking at him with a smile: "You are..."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, and came over to salute: "Hi, brother, I'm Weifang."

Ling Bufei thought for a while and said "Oh".

There are only three children in the first generation of the Ling family, besides him, there is a boy and a girl, and the girl is presumably Ling Weifang in front of him.

He once heard from his uncle that the girls of Ling's generation were very talented, and he wanted to use her face to join Master Wen's school.But Mr. Wen was very picky, and asked her to pass the entry test first, so he delayed.

Looking at it now, this girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old, she has already established a foundation, and she is indeed very qualified.

"Brother has never been back, so I don't think he knows the origin of Fuyun Mountain." Ling Weifang introduced to him generously, "It is said that Duiyun Lake was a vast expanse of green in the early years, and there were no mountains. During the Battle of Sealing Demons, our Ling family His ancestors chased a demon here, and after a great battle, they used the technique of moving mountains to suppress it and formed Fumo Mountain. Later, because Fumo Mountain sounded a bit scary, it was renamed Fuyun Mountain."

Bai Mengjin turned his head and looked over.She has never heard of this legend, and it has been a long time since she wanted to fight against demons, and many things are unknown.

"So that's how it is." Ling Bufei asked, "Is there really a devil at the foot of Fuyun Mountain?"

"This little girl doesn't know." Ling Weifang turned her head and shouted, "Grandfather, is that devil really being crushed under Fuyun Mountain?"

Ling Yongnian raised his head and said with a smile: "This happened thousands of years ago. Our family tree says so. However, we don't know whether there is a devil or not. After all, nothing has happened for so many years. "

"I remember that there is a suppression formation in the village, right?" Ling Weifang asked.

Ling Yongnian nodded: "It does exist, but it hasn't been used for many years. When your uncle was around in the early years, I tried to figure it out, but the formation was too complicated, so I didn't dare to move it in the end."

The uncle he was talking about was Ling Yunzhou.

This gave Ling Bufei a sense of intimacy. His father lived and grew up here.

good night.