Today I hold the world

When the sun was shining, the cold receded, and on the edge of the endless dark pit, the figure in the black sandalwood robe had been sitting cross-legged for three days.

Jiang Mingshu was snoring in the woods far away. He felt his body being patted. He opened his eyes and rubbed them. The next moment, he woke up and hurriedly looked around. Seeing that the figure was still there, he relaxed, "It's the third day , when will this senior go down?"

Since the giant sword shadow fell from the sky to kill the skeleton ghost three days ago, he has firmly believed that this senior's achievements in the way of swords absolutely surpassed his father, and he would worship him as his teacher no matter what.

After some earnest conversation, what resulted was a cold face shaking his head, and he didn't see a word of reply to himself throughout the whole process.

But this is not the reason for Jiang Ming to give up. If he is not willing to accept apprentices for the time being, then he will not pay homage, thinking that keeping up with the senior will always help, so he waited for three days.

"There are still thirteen days left for the head of the family to get married. It will take two days for us to return. I don't think so. This senior obviously looks down on us." Lu Xun retreated. He has always been conservative. Under Zhou Hong's training, he can't easily trust outsiders.

"The one who can look down on you is a weak person. This senior is a Jindan strongman. It is normal to look down on us, but you and I are both at this age. We haven't entered the foundation building period, and we still can't learn our skills. How can we be successful in this life.

Lin Jiao, are you right? "At this time, Jiang is obviously very sensible.

Lu Linjiao's mind is simple, and he didn't think about so many detours, and the lion's eyes frowned, "Wait a minute, this is indeed a strong man, but there are many powerful characters in our school, there is no need to hang him on this tree, If it really doesn’t work, go back and ask your ancestor, he will definitely have a way for you to build a foundation.”

Jiang Ming's eyes were firm, staring at the back sitting cross-legged by the Tianyao Pit in the distance, "No, I made up my mind to worship this senior as my teacher. If he refuses to accept me now, then I will wait until he accepts me. Here Before, we did what we could, showing our sincerity."

Lu Xun and Lu Linjiao looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness, this young master has been like this since he was a child, and he will not listen to persuasion.

The three of them waited until noon, when they suddenly saw the figure standing up, with a huge sword on its back, ready to enter the Sky Demon Pit.

Jiang Ming hurried forward: "Senior, we just want to go in to get something, let's go in together, one more friend and one more helper, please allow us to go together!"

Lu Linjiao and Lu Xun followed quickly, and were quite surprised by Jiang Ming's behavior that was almost shameless. You must know that for more than 30 years before that, Jiang Ming had always been like an ancestor in the sect.

"What are you looking for?" The figure in the black sandalwood Taoist robe did not turn his head, but stared at the depths of the Heavenly Demon Pit with his chest frowned. It was quiet and dark, with a palpitating aura coming out from time to time, which made people feel daunted.

Jiang Ming's eyes rolled, and he finally got a response from others. He had to seize this opportunity: "My family's head ancestor is getting married soon, and we disciples want to do our filial piety, so we plan to go out and make a living. It is said that there are Tier [-] and Tier [-] magic weapons in it, if you are really lucky to get it, wouldn’t it be more face-saving.”

Lu Xun stood behind with a wry smile and shook his head. With Jiang Ming's brain, he couldn't even speak on the spot. It would be strange if he could become a teacher.

"Hehe, fourth-tier and fifth-tier magic weapon, who told you?" The figure's thick voice was as bright as a bell, and his breath was full of vicissitudes and simplicity, showing the imprint of years of grinding all the time.

"Of course it's a senior in my sect. They said there's another lamp inside..."

Before Jiang Ming finished speaking, Lu Linjiao suddenly slapped Lu Linjiao on the shoulder: "Junior Brother Jiang!"

Normally, Lu Linjiao didn't care whether Jiang Ming was big or small in front of him, but when it came to sectarian secrets, he sorted things out more or less clearly, obviously he had to remind this kid to be careful in his words and not to reveal anything to outsiders.

Among the three, Lu Linjiao has the highest level of cultivation and has built the foundation for many years. The greater the power he comes into contact with, the wider his vision will be. He has never relaxed his guard against outsiders, not to mention that the person in front of him is Jindan Jianxiu, it is easier to kill three members of his family than to crush an ant.

Jiang Ming seemed to understand something, his eyes rolled, and he slowly raised his voice: "There is a nice lantern inside. A senior in the sect has seen it a few times before. It is about a third-level spiritual weapon. Hehe, this junior is just looking for it."

Since the figure kept facing the three of them, they couldn't see each other's expression clearly. Once the man didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Ming felt anxious and unbearable. In addition, what he said was not true, which made him even more guilty.

After a long time, the man finally spoke: "Forget it, the three of you know how vicious this place is, and I will protect you for a while."

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic in his heart, with disbelief on his face, "That, that, that's really great."

Things were too easy, but it made people suspicious. At least Lu Xun and Lu Linjiao felt that the Jindan monk in front of him must have other thoughts.

But since it's come to this point, it's hard to persuade Jiang Ming any more, so he can only bite the bullet and go down with others.

"What are the names of the three of you?"

"My name is Jiang Ming, he is Lu Xun, he is Lu Linjiao, what's your surname senior?"

"together."

The three of them followed Qi's surname Jin Dan into the Sky Demon Pit, and the two chatted while walking. Most of the time, it was Jiang Ming who kept saying:

"Where is the senior from?"

……

"What do you want to do here, senior?"

……

At the end of the chat, Jiang Ming himself felt that he was annoying, and he only received a cold warning during the whole process: "You and I, the four of us, don't teach anyone else to know about the meeting between the four of you, or the three of you will fall to the ground in an instant."

The back of Jiang Ming's neck felt cold, and he closed his mouth in fright.

******

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

In the early morning on Zangfeng Mountain, the sky and the ground are covered with red colors, all kinds of silk and satin ribbons are hung on the dragon pillars, everyone is dressed in brocade clothes and crane feathers, and everyone smiles.

Besides Tang Lin, there is also the personable Gao Ding who is in charge of receiving guests at the Zhike Pavilion. Mihehe said:

"Go to the mountain to get a good position, hurry up and bump into the head of the house, maybe there will be a happy bag for you."

This remark made any guest feel very strange. This old boy is obviously the master of Hutong Temple, so it makes people think that Chilongmen belongs to him.

When Li Changge, the contemporary talker leader of Fengyuelou, walked towards him, the cat demon Liu Xiaoheng, who was accompanying him, stood up straight and smiled sarcastically: "Hey, who is this? Humph, Taoist Guan Gao, what are you doing?" Do you want to serve as the waiter at Chilongmen?"

Gao Ding said unhappily: "You disgusting guy, hurry up and pay the bride price and go up the mountain."

Liu Xiaoheng imitated the example, pretending to be a daughter, raised his orchid finger, "Damn guy, a certain person is willing to guard the door in order to chase a female Taoist friend, but he is laughing at Liu."

Gao Ding made a gesture to hit him, but Liu Xiaoheng fled quickly, laughing all the way.

The three of them are the older generation of Huaishan who built their foundations and made a name for themselves. They had a lot of contact with each other in the past, so it was only natural for them to joke around when they met, and Gao Ding didn't take it seriously.

Tang Lin on the side was wearing a green shirt and asked with a kind smile: "These two are a bit unfamiliar, they are from Huaiyang City."

"Exactly, the handsome man is called Li Changge. Others are famous for their military strength and business ability. He is famous for his timidity. He was born and now he is mad at the two masters. A few years ago, he was able to successfully take over Fengyuelou. Because he pissed off the old class leader of Fengyuelou. People gave him the nickname: Long Cryer.

The man with persimmon face is called Liu Xiaoheng, and he was born in Fengyuelou in his early years. After his wings hardened, he split up. Now he is a well-known figure in the Monster Hunting League. He is good at swordsmanship, so he was nicknamed Liu Sandao.

These two people are about the same age as us. In recent years, the Situ family has had internal strife, and they are on Situ Yuyi's side. "

Gao Ding briefly introduced the two of them, and continued to entertain the guests who went up the mountain.

Tang Lin looked back at the two people who had already reached the halfway up the mountain, nodded and said, "These two fellow Taoists have bright foreheads, and they are both deeply blessed people."

"Ah, brother Tang, have you been studying the secret technique of heaven?" Gao Ding was surprised.

Tang Lin waved his hands and smiled: "Haha, I just expressed my feelings."

The two of them looked at the long parade team and continued to get busy.

Two hours later, among the ten thousand people's square in Zangfeng Mountain, Old Eagle Lin Wei shuttled through the crowd, as if he was looking for someone. On his shoulder was a snow-white juvenile feather eagle, which attracted countless eyes from around.

Old Wei finally found the person he was looking for on the west side of the high platform under the Longya Tianbei. It was Jiang Yuzhou and his wife who had been removed from the position of the master of Tanlang Hall by Zhong Ziyan.

"Hey, I searched for a lot of places. It turns out that the two of you are here. Brother Jiang is very leisurely and carefree. I can't match my brother." Old Wei smiled and approached the Jiang couple.

Jiang Yuzhou and Yan Zhenying wore black, white and red Taoist uniforms today, "Old Wei, I haven't seen you for a long time, today is early enough."

Old Wei pointed to the master of ceremonies who were ready on the Longya Tianbei platform, "Brother, you are really good at joking, the ceremony is about to start, how early am I?

What's more, I have been here for more than ten days, and you are the ones who huddled in Duanshuiya and didn't come to help. "

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Yuzhou asked calmly, "I'm in a hurry to find me, what's the matter?"

Old Wei repeated what he saw in his carving forest a few days ago, "... I told Brother Jian a few days ago, but he didn't care. I heard from my little baby that your family went to the depths of the wilderness early tomorrow, and has not come out so far, this..."

After Jiang Yuzhou heard this, Yan Zhenying covered her heart in astonishment, "Ah? What should I do, my husband, if not, why don't you go and have a look?"

Jiang Yuzhou laughed, "There is no need to worry about this matter. The boy's soul talisman is in my hand. I will detect signs of danger as soon as possible. Don't worry. He may want to do something to prove himself. Knowing a son is like a father. How can you not understand him?"

Yan Zhenying is careful, she just feels that her man is too careless, "Then what if something goes wrong, how can I live."

"You're here again. How could something happen? No one in Manhuai Mountain dares to touch my son Jiang Yuzhou." Jiang Yuzhou was quite annoyed, and looked towards the direction of the Tibetan Wind Hall. The ceremony was about to begin, and he couldn't let such an important scene go.

Old Wei saw that Jiang Yuzhou was not in a hurry at all, and he was relieved as a messenger, "Mrs. Jiang, don't worry, Mr. Ming has been smart since he was a child, so he will be fine."

Yan Zhenying also knew how important this big wedding was for the sect and her husband to connect with the leader, so she could only hide her worry and nodded lightly.