Reunion

Although Zhengyang is in the sky at the moment, the street is filled with cries of hawkers one after another. Even the hot weather can't dampen the enthusiasm of the vendors at all.

Looking at the bustling street, Tu Qinshan said to Qi Tianxin who was holding his arm, "Xin'er, look, this world is actually pretty good."

After years of recuperation, Tu Qinshan has recovered as before, and his robust body appears to be powerful. And Qi Tianxin's already attractive facial features looked more fresh and refined against the backdrop of a blue-green long dress. The affectionate look of the two makes others envious.

"Oh, yes, it would be great if we could just live in peace like this." Qi Tianxin grabbed the other party's arm even more tightly while speaking.

"Xin'er, let's get married." Tu Qinshan looked at the beautiful woman beside him, his face flushed, "I will treat you well for the rest of my life, the next life, and the next life."

"Brother Shan..." Qi Tianxin's eyes were full of excitement, and there were faint tears: it was because I didn't promise you, I am no longer innocent, and you deserve something better.

Seeing that the other party just looked at him and didn't answer, Tu Qinshan couldn't ask any more questions, so he just scratched his head: Hey, it seems that the previous experience made her unresolved, so let's find a chance to ask again.

Qi Tianxin asked with a smile in his eyes: "Is everything ready to pay a visit to the Xianjun Temple today?"

"It's all ready." Tu Qinshan weighed the bag in his hand while speaking.

In the center of Chuncang City, the temple belonging to Immortal Zhuo Lian has been expanded several times over the years due to the prosperity of incense.

Perhaps because of the inexplicable luck, the wishes of many people who came to pray have come true.

When Tu Qinshan and the two walked to the Xianjun Temple together, they found that there were surprisingly many people here today, and there were officers and soldiers outside the gate to maintain order.

"Oh, I forgot that today is the opening day of the market, and all the people from the nearby villages have come." Tu Qinshan couldn't help but patted his forehead when he saw the crowded scene.

Qi Tianxin took out a white silk scarf, reached out to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, and replied softly: "It's okay, we'll just wait."

Qi Tianxin was full of admiration and gratitude for 'Zhuo Lian Immortal Monarch'. If it wasn't for Zhuo Lian, she and Tu Qinshan might have become a pile of bones long ago. At the same time, she encouraged herself to become that kind of person, to be admired by others and not to be bullied by others.

Inside the temple, there was a young man leaning on a thick red column in the corner. He had a piece of thatch in his mouth that he didn't know where to get, and he looked at the statue of Zhuo Lian without blinking.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, the wishes of these good men and women are really difficult to handle." Hearing the wishes of these people kneeling on the ground praying, Ying Yiming couldn't help but secretly startled.

When Ying Yiming sent Tu Qinshan and the two to Chuncang City, he was very surprised to find that there was a temple of 'Liu Yingyao' here.

After inquiring around, it was found that a mortal named Zhang Ji was grateful for his kindness in saving his son, so such a thing happened.

"Well... Zhuolian Xianjun, if you are a fairy, then I will be a Taoist boy for you, it's okay." He thinks there is nothing wrong with doing this: after all, in the eyes of these mortals, a cultivator is not Fairy category.

After a long time, he saw a man and a woman walking in arm in arm from the outside. It was Tu Qinshan and Qi Tianxin: "Isn't this the two from last time, tsk tsk tsk, going out in pairs, I'm so envious me."

Ying Yiming waited for them to finish their respectful salutes and burned a stick of incense before he said calmly, "You guys come here often."

Qi Tianxin was startled by the sudden voice, she immediately turned around to look, and was overjoyed immediately. Walked in front of Ying Yiming in two steps in three steps at a time, and respectfully made a big gift: "Thank you senior for seeing me off all the way that day."

Ying Yiming waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

He looked at the two of them, and said admiringly: "It's not easy for you to make such efforts in a few years."

Immediately, Ying Yiming's words changed and he said: "But there is one thing you must keep in mind, you must not use related exercises before I send disciples."

Qi Tianxin's heart trembled, and his face was full of respect: "The two of us will definitely follow the teachings of our seniors!"

Seeing Ying Yiming glanced outside the door, Tu Qinshan immediately took a step forward, and said with some embarrassment: "Senior, senior, can...can you give us some advice on cultivation."

"Oh, what am I supposed to do." Ying Yiming nodded: "There is nothing wrong with the left and right. It's not difficult for me to point out two monks who are in the qi refining period."

Needless to say, he, Ying Yiming, quite enjoyed the feeling of being a teacher. During the question and answer period, they also answered many doubts in cultivation for Tu Qinshan and Qi Tianxin.

a moment later,

"Okay, let's stop here," Ying Yiming stretched out his hand and patted Tu Qinshan's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Although you entered the practice too late and your aptitude is a bit poor, don't be discouraged. A late bloomer."

"Borrow good words from seniors." Tu Qinshan was a little dumbfounded: Is this a compliment or a belittling.

"Well, work harder, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." As soon as the words finished, Ying Yiming walked out of the temple after a few quick steps and disappeared into the distance.

Tu Qinshan touched his head, a little confused, so he said, "It couldn't be that I offended him just now."

"Perhaps senior has other urgent matters." Qi Tianxin stretched out his hand to hold Tu Qinshan's hand, and said, "Let's go back too."

"Um."

When the two of them returned to their residence in Chuncang City, they found a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes sitting on a stone bench in the yard.

"Who are you!" Qi Tianxin looked very astonished, holding a thin needle with a dark light in his hand hidden in his sleeve.

Tu Qinshan, who was at the side, stepped forward and hid Qi Tianxin behind him: "I'll hold him back, you run."

Tu Qinshan thought it was the man from the Wolf Valley chasing here, he couldn't help but feel angry, he slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a long knife with a cold light flew out from it, fitting him with a life-threatening blow Hit the sitting man!

But the man grinned and did not move at all. When the blade was only a few inches away from the top of his head, he stretched out a finger to hold the blade!

"Tu Dazui, I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm good at it." Zhang Ziliang flicked his finger against the blade, and Tu Qinshan and his sword fell to the ground.

"You...!" Tu Qinshan, who fell to the ground, was full of disbelief.

Zhang Ziliang stood up from the stone bench, pretending to let out a long sigh: "There is a very long scar on your right leg and ankle, which was scratched when the two of us were fishing in the river."

"I carried you to the hospital, but you were so heavy that I fell and hit my head." Zhang Ziliang pointed to the left side of his forehead: "Of course, the scar is no longer visible."

Tu Qinshan stared at the young man in front of him carefully with his eyes wide open. After a while, he stood up and walked in front of Zhang Ziliang, and slapped his hand on the other's shoulder vigorously, his eyes full of excitement.

"Hey, don't be like this, I don't like this."

"Fuck you." Tu Qinshan punched Zhang Ziliang in the chest, causing Zhang Ziliang to grin his teeth in pain.

"Xin'er, go and get some wine, we're going to get drunk tonight."