Chapter 187: The cliché story
Xiang Yang didn't care, but Bahui was completely shocked.
Now Qiu Shan is at least the master of the peak of foundation building. Although those small spells are inconspicuous, they are not small. For a moment, the smoke filled the entire incense hall, and a raging fire broke out in one corner, and a corner was shot by water arrows. The portrait on the incense table was poked with a big hole in the head, and the lower half was burned out...
After such a big disturbance was caused, the disciples and servants who were left behind in Qi-Spiriting Realm rushed over, staring at them in amazement, and directly petrified.
After a while, Qiu Shan's originally small energy was squandered. He pointed at the air for a long time but couldn't hold it out. His head finally became a little clearer. He stared blankly at Xiangtang, which was already half ruined, and he was also stunned.
Xiang Yang then lined up everyone and walked in, patted him on the shoulder: "What's the use of just venting anger here? Tell me about the matter first..."
"Boss Xiang...you must help me!" As soon as I saw him, Qiu Shan seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and knelt down directly, kowtowed three times first, and then he started to speak.
The matter is actually similar to what Xiang Yangyao thought, and it sounds very cliché. Even the story of the storyteller in the fishing village was more tortuous and intense than this.
Like Xiang Yang, Qiu Shan is an orphan. His master is the younger brother of the Lord of Heitu Hall, but his qualifications are not good. It is the period of cultivation until the end. Qiu Shan was taken to Heitu Hall by his master since childhood and was also his only disciple. The little flower in Qiu Shankou is the daughter of his master's son.
His master could not break through the elixir period, and his life span was no different from that of ordinary people. More than ten years ago, his master first passed away, and then his master was overly sad and unable to get sick. This mental illness was hard to cure. Even if his brother, as the master of the hall, had given up a lot of elixirs, it would not be cured. He passed away ten years ago.
Qiu Shan and Xiaohua have been childhood sweethearts since childhood and have a very good relationship. Before his master died, he asked his brother to make up the two little girls and marry them after they both entered the foundation-building stage. The master agreed at that time.
But when the two of them grew up, the gap in qualifications was reflected. The little flower fairy seedlings were more than two inches, and they had a good understanding. They entered the foundation-building stage early, but Qiu Shan was unable to break through for a long time and had always been a disciple of the Qi-induced stage.
At this time, the master of the hall was a little dissatisfied. Later, occasionally, a disciple in Dishan Hall met Xiaohua while traveling outside. He was shocked and then asked someone to come to propose marriage.
At first, the hall master was still refusing his agreement with his younger brother, but later, he saw that the other party was indeed sincere and Qiu Shan was indeed not good at it, so he had an idea. However, at that time, the other party might have been cold and he was not mentioning it.
Qiu Shan knew that his qualifications and understanding were very poor, and he probably had no hope of building a foundation by relying on his stupid cultivation alone. He heard that Danxue Mountain recruited people to mine and dig a low-level vital stone to get a lot of money, so he was moved. He could buy elixirs after making money. With elixirs, he had hope to build a foundation, and when he built a foundation, he could marry a small flower. He still understood this simple logic.
So a few years ago, he followed several elders and senior brothers in the hall to Danxue Mountain. At the beginning, he really made a lot of money. He thought he would be able to get the elixirs for foundation building in another year or two. However, he didn't expect that a disaster would come from the sky. Because he looked at Qingmu Hall in Qingmu Hall for a more time, he was sent to be a companion with Lei Meng.
Xiang Yang became clear about the subsequent story. First, he saw that Lei Meng was really pitiful, and the old man in the Golden Body Hall was no longer in danger. He took out all his savings for several years and asked his elders in the hall that his senior brother had borrowed a debt.
Then Xiang Yang returned, and he hugged his thighs and reached the peak of foundation building like a dream. He originally thought he could finally return home and marry Xiaohua, but he didn't expect that he would get such bad news before entering the door.
His biggest dream since he was a child was to marry Xiaohua. How could he bear such a blow? Others seemed to be crazy, but according to his own words, he was losing his composure...
Looking at Qiu Shan’s bitter face, Xiang Yang sighed and pulled him up.
If you want to talk about this, you can't blame the unauthorized thing about the hall master. After all, he is his niece. It is a matter of course to make her have a good home. Although some of the promises are violated, you are nearly thirty and have not yet successfully built your foundation. The little flower is probably about the same age as you. Although the life span of a monk is longer than that of a mortal, and he is still in his prime, can he still ask others to wait for you for the rest of his life?
According to Bahui, he got married last night, so he naturally entered the bridal chamber. What else can he do? Although Xiang Yang's current cultivation level is not a problem, he has to be reasonable in everything, right? He has no grudges with him, so he just came to Qiu Shan to snatch the bride out? Xiang Yang really can't do such a thing.
However, Qiu Shan did have kindness to Jinshen Hall. If it weren't for him, his master Fu Gu might have been unable to hold on. Besides, if he hadn't lent his savings for many years to Lei Meng, he might have successfully built a foundation and married Xiaohua to the family. From this perspective, it was reasonable and reasonable. Xiang Yang really couldn't ignore this matter.
After hesitating for a while, Xiang Yang made up his mind and took Qiushan to visit Dishantang. If his childhood sweetheart was voluntary, it would be fine. I would find him one in the future. If he was forced, I would be sorry. At most, I would give Dishantang some compensation.
Since he made a decision, he would no longer delay and directly summoned Yunzhou and whistled away with Qiushan. Among the jade slips given by Master Lei Guang, there were also introductions of Fuyu Sect's hall and maps in the sect. He still knew the location of Dishan Hall, not far from the main peak of the sacred mountain.
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Dishan Hall is one of the most powerful halls outside the Five Divine Hall. The ancestor is the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, and there are several disciples in the middle-stage Killing Pills. If they all break through, they will be able to get the wrestle in one hall and the Five Divine Hall.
Dishan is already very close to the center in the Fuyu Mountains, not far from the Thousand Temples of the Five Gods Hall. The mountain is more than 2,000 feet high. There is a jade palace on the top of the mountain. It is the place where the Nascent Soul Ancestor practices. On the side of the mountain, a large manor is built, which is the residence of the direct disciples of Dishan Hall.
A corner of the manor is decorated with lights, and the festive taste of last night has not yet dissipated.
Di Tongtong sat on the grass and looked at the room ahead through the flowers beside the grass.
The big word "囍" was pasted on the windows and doors of the house, which was a little dazzling. Di Tongtong's lips were pouting, and he grabbed the grass leaves beside him, while muttering something in a low voice.
Chapter completed!