As Ling Zhongshen walked into the hall, the hall was quiet for a moment, and then many people stood up and greeted Ling Zhongshen.

"Haha, let fellow Taoist come to goodbye. After decades of separation, the charm remains the same..."

"Fellow Taoist still hasn't changed, he is still so full of spring breeze..."

"Congratulations, Moshan and Xueshan's marriage is really gratifying..."

The guests who were already standing on the side of Moshan gathered around and laughed at Ling Zhongshen.

Ling Zhongshen was wearing a brocade robe, with a straight face, looking majestic and noble. He looked at a group of people with a smile on his face and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoists, for your appreciation. Now after that, I would like to go to my Moshan to have another wedding wine."

"That's natural..." Everyone naturally agreed and gathered together with laughter.

Wei Changyong and Ye Han didn't say anything. How could a group of guests stand in a row without the secret transmission of the god of the god? But they were the masters after all, and some words could not be said.

Just as the god of Ling Zhong was greeting the guests, the middle-aged man in gray clothes, wearing a cold and domineering expression walked into the hall quietly with a calm eyes.

Even though he didn't move anymore, the hall was so big that someone immediately discovered him.

When the guests who supported Lotus Temple saw him, their faces changed slightly, and they looked at him and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist She."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we support our nephew."

"Fellow Taoists don't need to pay attention to them."

These guests also knew that Master She Meng's surname was not as enthusiastic as the monks on Moshan. His words were short but extremely powerful.

Ling Zhongshen, who was surrounded by the crowd, also saw Master She Meng, walked out of the crowd, looked at him and said with a smile: "Brother She, I haven't seen him for many years, and my cultivation has improved greatly. It's a joyful congratulations."

Master She Meng looked at Ling Zhongshen with a weak expression and said, "The great disaster is imminent, can you continue to hide your strength and maintain your lowliness?"

When the god of the Zhongshen heard this, he laughed, looked at Master She Meng with deep meaning, and said, "It seems that Brother She also wants to take a try?"

Master She Meng's eyes were deep, and he could not see any fluctuations. He said calmly: "Who will be the same as sentient beings under the great disaster?"

The more the God of Zhong smiled, he said, "How about you and my two families joining forces?"

Master She Meng said with no expression on his face, "We know the situation of both of you and me, so why should I test me?"

The light flashed in the eyes of the Zhongshen. Just as he was about to speak, a clanging voice suddenly came from the right side of the hall: "Fellow Taoists, welcome to my snow mountain as a guest."

Before he finished speaking, a young man wearing glass armor and a gentle face walked in.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong."

"Senior Zhong."

The guests turned around and greeted the visitor with a smile. Even the god of Ling Zhong, Master She Meng looked at the visitor with a hint of respect on his face.

"Lord Zhong." Ye Han and Wei Changyong also saluted the young man.

Zhong Weili, the deputy master of the Ice Temple in the First Snow Mountain Palace, although he seems young, he has a convincing calmness.

Zhong Weili waved his hand, smiled and suppressed everyone, and said, "Everyone is all guests, don't be rude, please sit down."

As Zhong Weili said, his eyes also narrowed. He found that the whole hall was standing, but the only person close to the door of the hall was sleeping loudly, snoring loudly.

Everyone agreed with a smile, looking at Zhong Weili's gaze, but they didn't make any noise. You He had a wide range of friends in the ancient martial arts world, but there were not many real friends and would not remind him.

When Wei Changyong saw it, he walked in Zhong Weili's ear and whispered: "He was assigned to protect Nie Fan."

Although Zhong Weili didn't care about the rising star in the ancient martial arts world, he didn't know, especially today's banquet was for the marriage between Yang Xuening and Ling Wuya.

Zhong Weili didn't say anything, frowned slightly, no one else could see it, but he could see it clearly. You He's cultivation was almost the same as him. Under intentional concealment, no one here could see the flaws.

Zhong Weili didn't point it out, and sat down with a smile. Just as she was about to speak, Master She Meng, who was sitting while he was attacking again, said to him: "Fellow Daoist Zhong, this time I came to propose marriage to You'er. Yang Xuening from the Snow Temple happened to be like a match for my son."

Although Zhong Weili had known Master She Meng's purpose for a long time, he said it in front of everyone, and Zhong Weili still felt it was difficult. Master She Meng is the master of the Lotus Temple and has extraordinary influence. Rejecting directly is undoubtedly equivalent to rejecting the olive branch of the Lotus Temple. This is inconsistent with the usual transcendent attitude of the Snow Mountain. Moreover, at this time, refusing a large force will cause many unpredictable variables.

Zhong Weili looked at Master She Meng without replying, but turned to look at Ling Zhongshen. He had a great relationship with Moshan and he also tended to marry Moshan, but thinking about it was the same thing, and only when he really faced it, he felt the complexity and pressure.

The god of the Zhong naturally saw his intention, smiled slightly, turned to Master She Meng and said, "Brother She, I heard that my nephew has also broken through to the innate realm?"

Master She Meng looked cold and said, "Not bad."

"Then, follow the rules?" Ling Zhongshen said with a smile.

"Yes." Master She Meng's expression did not change.

Seeing that everything was going in the direction they were scheduled, Zhong Weili smiled and said, "Moshan and Lotus Temple are the mainstays of the ancient martial arts world, and the two nephews are also among the people. It's better to just click it."

The Zhongshen was wearing a brocade robe, showing great confidence. There was no strangeness on Master She Meng's face, and his eyes were like vortexes, making it difficult to see his thoughts clearly.

"Then you all follow me." Zhong Weili glanced at the guests in the hall, stopped for a moment on You He, and stood up and said with a smile.

"I've long wanted to see the God of War Platform in Snow Mountain..."

"Yes, it's rumored that it was left by the peak power of Qi transformation. Now it's called Yidu, which is considered to be a reflection of the style of the predecessors..."

"Haha, I want to see if it is Ling Wei's nephew or She Wei's nephew's greatness..."

"Haha, that's right, this is the most important thing..."

A group of guests stood up and said with a smile to each other.

Master She Meng looked at each other with the god of Ling Zhong. One was confident and the other was indifferent and followed Zhong Weili.

"Ah... I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time..." Just as the crowd was rushing towards the right door, You He, who had been sleeping in the gourd for a long time, opened his arms and said loudly.

Zhong Weili paused for a moment and continued to walk forward.

Wei Changyong, who was behind, frowned slightly. When You He held the gourd and stood up, he walked over and said coldly, "I believe you won't do anything out of order."

Youhe looked sleepy and glanced at him, lazily saying, "I can't, but I hope the snow mountain won't..."

Ye Han fought behind Wei Changyong and said coldly, "Hmph, Nie Fan has some skills, but don't forget that Ling Wuya has broken through to the middle stage of the innate stage and has the ability to challenge beyond the level."

"Oh?" You He looked at Ye Han and said, "Have you fought?"

Ye Han's face was not particularly good, his eyes were slightly solemn, and he said, "I haven't been able to hold on for thirty moves."

You He's expression also changed a little when he heard this. Ye Han had the strength that was close to the middle stage of the innate stage, but he didn't expect that he had never walked through thirty moves under Ling Wuya.

"Where is She You?" You He looked thoughtful and suddenly asked again.

"He didn't take action, but Ling Wuya seemed to be afraid of him." Ye Han said.

When You He heard this, he sighed and shook his head, "It seems that the benefit this time is that it is not that easy to get."

Seeing that You He was still lazy, Wei Changyong frowned and said, "You don't have to pretend to show me at this time. Find Nie Fan and let him leave as soon as possible."

You He looked up at the guard Changyong, then looked at Ye Han again, and suddenly drank another drink of wine, saying, "If I could let him leave, why should I go this time?"

When Wei Changyong saw it, he felt moved and did not ask any more questions. He turned around and walked towards the right door.

Ye Han looked at Youhe again and turned around.

You He shook his head, looked self-deprecating, and followed the two of them with a gourd.

Under the leadership of Zhong Weili, a group of people soon came to a huge frozen world. A white cone-like platform floated in the air, and the white light filled the air, giving people a feeling of hardness and indestructibility.

"Ling Wuya!"

"She You!"

Just as everyone approached, suddenly, everyone showed strange looks, because there were two people confronting each other high above the platform!

"It seems that the two nephews can't wait." Zhong Weili looked up at the two people in the void and said with a smile. He didn't wait for the others to speak. He waved his hand suddenly, and the seal above the God of War Platform suddenly disappeared.

She You and Ling Wuya both looked down, then moved their bodies and landed on the God of War Platform.

Zhong Weili waved his hand and a huge ice mirror appeared in the void in front of everyone. The two people on it appeared on the ice mirror in the slightest.

The guests who originally wanted to joke for a few words inexplicably felt a hint of depression, and all looked up at the Ice Mirror and stared at the two people on the God of War Stage.

The god of Zhongzhi glanced at Master She Meng, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Master She Meng's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the ice mirror without moving, as if he didn't feel the gaze of the god in the middle.

"Tsk tsk, this thing is still there. I remember that the old silver thief brought three naked little girls up for a long time but didn't get out..." Just as everyone felt that their breathing was about to stop, You He walked to Zhong Weili swaying and looked at the God of War Platform and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Changyong twitched hard, but at this time he had no choice but to endure all kinds of strange eyes, pretended not to see, and stared at the huge ice mirror in front of him.

The guests around were all weird, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and their eyes were all turned on the snow-capped group of people.

Even Zhong Weili felt uncomfortable all over, as if there were countless insects crawling behind him. He twisted for a moment, turned to look at You He and said, "Fellow Taoist, please give me some thin face."

Others can't hear the potential meaning of his words, so how could You He not know? He smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist will remember to repay this favor later."

Zhong Weili didn't say anything, turned around and stared at the Ice Mirror, because the two people on the God of War had already made movements.

"Brother She seems a little absent-minded?" Ling Wuya's face calmed down on the God of War Platform and looked at She You.

She You raised her eyebrows and suddenly said, "Yes, you and I will defend ourselves in the battle."
Chapter completed!