Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 65 Ling Dong gets married (please read it!!!)
At midnight, the harvest feast ends.

Ling Dong, who was full of alcohol, took Mo Qiunian, who was about to get married, to the foot of Qingshi Mountain.

"Immortal chief, please see me." Ling Dong raised his head and said loudly towards Qingshi Mountain.

Ling Pengyun, who was practicing on the mountainside of Qingshi Mountain, heard the call from outside the mountain and did not dare to delay. He immediately went down the mountain and landed in front of Ling Dong.

"This is this?" Ling Pengyun saw a strange woman standing next to Ling Dong. The two of them were standing very close, and they seemed to have an unusual relationship, so she expressed doubts.

"Excuse me, Immortal Chief, this is my wife. Her surname is Mo and her name is Qiu Nian. In three days, I will get married to Qiu Nian. Immortal Chief, I want you to help me tell my parents and parents about the marriage." With my grandfather." Ling Dong first explained Mo Qiunian's identity to Ling Pengyun, and then pleaded.

"Okay." After Ling Pengyun nodded to Ling Dong and replied, he silently recited the magic formula in his heart, cast a small spell "Confusion" to bless his body, blinked his eyes, and two purple lights attached to his eyes. .

He stared at Mo Qiunian and asked lightly. "Where is your ancestral home? How many people are there in your family? Do you really love Ling Dong again? Are you carrying it with you to get close to Ling Dong?..."

Mo Qiunian was attracted by the strange light in Ling Pengyun's eyes. With just one look, she lost consciousness and answered in a daze. "My dear... Immortal, the ancestral origin of this younger generation has long been lost. My father is a refugee and my mother is from the Ling clan. She originally lived with the Ling clan in Yunshui County. A few years ago, she and her parents moved to Xiazhui Town with the Ling clan. middle……."

After hearing this, Ling Pengyun observed whether Mo Qiunian was really under the spell. Seeing that his expression was confused, it seemed that he had been under the spell. Then he believed that what Mo Qiunian said was true.

Confusion is a small spell with little lethality and is usually used as a means of interrogation.

Ling Pengyun interrogated Mo Qiunian this time, and he became suspicious after hearing Mo Qiunian's name. Although more than [-]% of the mortals in Anyang County are members of the Ling clan, and more than [-]% of the human race are foreigners, the "Mo" surname is more It was rare that Ling Pengyun came up with this strategy to avoid problems with this person's origins.

Ling Dong's background is not small. His elders are all monks. If there is a problem with the woman he sleeps with, it will be troublesome.

Knowing Mo Qiunian's origin, Ling Pengyun removed the confusion spell, his expression moved slightly, and the purple light attached to his eyes immediately dissipated.

After the purple light disappeared, Mo Qiunian returned to normal.

Mo Qiunian didn't feel anything about the magic, she didn't remember what she told Ling Pengyun just now, and she didn't feel any discomfort.

Ling Dong, who saw this matter in his eyes, knew that the "immortal leader" in front of him had no ill intentions. Although he was worried, he didn't say much.

"This is a pound of spiritual honey, which is used by monks. Taking it regularly will improve your physique. If you have a minor illness, it can be resolved in one sip. This honey can be regarded as my wedding gift to you. As for Ling Dong I will inform your parents and grandfather in time, please step back." Ling Pengyun patted the storage bag on his waist, pulled out a small earthen jar from it, and handed it to Ling Dong.

Ling Dong was slightly shocked when he saw that the gift from Ling Pengyun was spiritual honey, but he also thought that it might be because of his elders.

After receiving the small earthen jar handed over to him, he held his hands and led Mo Qiunian to salute Ling Pengyun together.

After saluting, the two of them left the place quickly without staying any longer.

Ling Pengyun also took a trip to the bottom of Qingshi Lake and found Ling Jinxian who was sitting on the Xuanshui iron ore vein at the bottom of the lake. He asked him to return to Lingxiao Mountain and tell Lingdong the good news about Lingdong, who was lying on the bed unable to move as he was dying. Ruguo, and Wang Yun, the daughter-in-law who takes care of Ling Ruguo.

As for Ling Dong's father, "Ling Yunming", who was ranked No. 18 in his generation, was working thousands of miles away in Huaishuifang City, so it was difficult to summon him immediately.

Lingxiao Mountain.

Ling Jin first rode the fairy crane and landed outside a courtyard halfway up the mountain. After getting off the fairy crane, he walked straight to the door and knocked on the door.

"Boom! Boom!" sounded.

Not long after, a dignified middle-aged woman came to open the door.

This woman's name is Wang Yun, Ling Dong's mother and Ling Yunming's Taoist companion.

Wang Yun was originally a casual cultivator, but by chance, she married Ling Dong's father, Ling Yunming. "Uncle Thirteen, why are you back?" Wang Yunguan was a little confused when she saw Ling Ruxian's arrival, and asked curiously.

She knew that Ling Jinxian was now sitting in the clan, and that in the Xuanshui iron ore vein, Ling Jinxian would not leave easily during unusual times.

"That boy Lingdong is getting married, let me tell you and your third brother." Ling Ruxian spoke with a rare smile on his cold face.

Wang Yun was immediately happy and said with a smile. "This kid Xiaodong is finally willing to obey and get a wife, which is a good thing."

Although she only raised this son who had no spiritual roots until he was eight years old, he was forced to send him down to the mortal world because he had no spiritual roots.

But there are no parents in the world who don't feel sorry for their children. Although Wang Yun has rarely seen Ling Dong in recent years, she often sends good things to Ling Dong.

"Uncle Thirteen, please come here. Dad is in a very bad situation these days. I'm afraid he will be... in a few months. Xiaodong and other good news can also be used to congratulate dad!" Wang Yun made a gesture of invitation with an expression on her face. said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ling Jinxian's heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned for a moment, with a hint of loneliness in his expression. Then he followed Wang Yun's footsteps and entered the courtyard.

Under the leadership of Wang Yun, Ling entered a room in the courtyard.

This room is relatively simple, but has all the necessary furniture.

As soon as Ling Ruxian entered the room, he looked at Ling Ruguo, who was lying on the bed with a lifeless look, wrinkles on his face, and white hair, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Ling Ruguo is his elder brother. This elder brother helped him a lot when he was young. It wasn't until he went out for training that the relationship with this elder brother became weaker. Now the elder brother who has a good relationship with him will die...

At this time, Wang Yun quickly stepped forward, came to the bed, gently shook Ling Ruguo's arm, who was dozing, and whispered in Ling Ruguo's ear. "Dad, Uncle Thirteen is here!"

Ling Ruguo, who was sleeping, heard the call, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ling Ruxian's arrival. A hint of joy flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he said tremblingly. "Thirteenth brother, why are you here?"

Ling Jinxian forced a smile and spoke. "Third brother, Ling Dong is getting married in three days."

Ling Ruguo, whose life was short, was filled with joy when he heard the news. The death energy in his body also dissipated a lot due to this joy, and his face also became a little red.

"Okay, okay! Xiao Dongzi is finally married!"

Ling Ruguo's voice became a little stronger when he spoke.

Although Ling Dong was a mortal, he was also his only grandson. He cared deeply about him and visited Ling Dong frequently over the years. Ling Dong was now only forty and had reached the ninth level of innate cultivation, the highest in the "Mortal Realm". Thanks to Ling Ruguo's various elixirs.

Ling Ruguo was overjoyed and begged Ling Ruxian. "Thirteenth brother, can you take me to Qingshi Village? I want to go to my grandson's wedding banquet."

"Third brother, Clan Mountain is far away from Qingshi Mountain. Although there are fairy cranes, the bumpy journey may accelerate your physical decline!" Ling Jinxian looked at Ling Ruguo's current state and said worriedly.

"Yes, dad!" Wang Yun on the side also had a worried look on her face and advised.

"I have lived enough. Instead of lingering on this bed, it is better for me to see the most important thing in my grandson's life." Ling Ruguo, who was lying on the bed, didn't care at all, with a look on his face. serious. "Thirteenth brother, I have never begged you, why should I beg you again?"

When Ling Ruguo saw this, he sighed helplessly and nodded in agreement.

"Okay! Xiaoyun, you can go with me!"

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