Everyone who had gained a lot was also smiling happily, and without waiting for Ling Tian, they flew out of the hall in a swarm.
However, Prince Ling Nian followed Ling Tian. After thinking about it, he pursed his lips and said, "Dad, my son has something to say, and I don't know whether to say it or not."
"If you have something to say, speak hesitantly, which is not like me."
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.
"Look, Simei'er and I are already so old. Aren't you ready to give my mother a birthright? You... owe her a wedding."
"You know, she once..."
Ling Nian bit her lip, as if she didn't want to mention Cui Guo'er's past identity.
If Ling Tian wasn't powerful enough to silence everyone, Cui Guoer would have been stabbed in the spine.
"Of course I know."
Ling Tian sighed, it was not like he had never thought about this.
"I owe your mother a lot, and I will naturally make up for it."
"But now is not the time to get married."
"Just wait a little longer."
Ling Tian shook his head. Until now, he had no idea of getting married.
"Dad, you... you don't get married, what should I do!?"
Suddenly, Ling Nian reached out and grabbed Ling Tian who was about to leave, with a bitter look on his face.
"You kid! I know you have your own little thoughts!"
"Go to Qixia Mountain!"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows and kicked Ling Nian out of the hall.
A hundred years later, Southern Tang Dynasty.
Ziyun Sect has now become the holy place of martial arts in the entire Southern Tang Dynasty. As the first sect where Holy Lord Lingtian entered martial arts, and also inherited the orthodoxy of Holy Lord Lingtian, this place is covered with too many mysterious veils.
It is a training place that countless warriors dream of.
Every year, countless warriors come from thousands of miles away just to have a look at the place where the Holy Lord practices. They salute respectfully and look in awe from the bottom of their hearts.
It was only because of the emergence of the Holy Lord that the entire human race was brought back when they were on the verge of death.
Because of Ling Tian, the human race is united like never before. Not only that, Ziyun Sect recruits many geniuses, who not only have top-notch skills, weapons, spiritual stones and elixirs, but also have powerful Sanxian warriors.
Preach and resolve doubts.
The warriors who can practice in Ziyun Sect have their cultivation level soaring very fast, and they are all the geniuses in the world.
And Ling Tian would appear in Ziyun Sect every other year, open a large dojo, and preach to millions of people.
This awe gradually formed and became stronger, and eventually became the unshakable cornerstone in every warrior's heart.
However, fifty years after Ling Tian preached, the Ziyun Sect announced that Holy Lord Ling Tian and his family had traveled around the world incognito and would never show up again.
However, in the Southern Tang Dynasty at that time, more than a dozen new Sanxian immortals had been born, and the Taoist tradition was as stable as a rock.
Even if more and more powerful strange demons come during this period, the human race can easily handle them without relying on Ling Tian.
In the blink of an eye, it has been a hundred years since Ling Tian returned.
In the small mountain valley next to the West Lake in Yangzhou, there are bluestone paths, weeping willows, and hundreds of birds singing. Looking further ahead, there are patches of peach blossoms. Deep in this peach garden, there is a seemingly ordinary fenced courtyard.
Among them, in the courtyard, you can see the vast mist above the West Lake and the crowds of people passing by. It is a beautiful and pleasant scenery.
This house is known as the Ling Family.
Ling, in today's Southern Tang Dynasty, is the national surname.
Even the warriors and mortals who come and go by the West Lake know that this house lives in an ordinary martial arts family, but they still respect it.
"Hahaha, what did I say? You want to play with me, sister, but you guys are too young!"
"It's all the same, touch it! It's blurry!"
In front of the square table in the fence courtyard, Cui Bao'er, dressed in a simple purple-red gauze dress, pushed down the row of mahjong in front of the table and couldn't help but beaming.
As for the other Ling Qiu'er, Li Shishi and Ran Hongfu, they couldn't help but frown and shake their heads.
"Sister Guo'er, you've been winning all morning. Could it be that without Sister Mingyue here, no one can cure you?"
Li Shishi put a hand on his forehead, feeling hopeless.
"Hey, there's no way, I can't win against Qin Mingyue, but none of you little devils can even think of running away!"
"Come on, come on, keep going. If you don't have sex today, none of you are allowed to leave!"
"Smash! Come and serve tea to this table. You and your sister Long are still young and have plenty of time to spend together!"
In the corner of the yard, Ling Nian, who was already the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and a charming and naive dragon beauty with colorful dragon horns on her head were flirting and laughing. When Cui Bao'er roared, the former's face turned black.
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"Okay, I'll go with you to make tea for my mother-in-law."
Dragon Girl's face turned red with embarrassment, she shrank her neck and took Ling Nian's hand.
"Long Mei is the most considerate!" Ling Nian held Long Nu's hand tightly and refused to let go.
In the courtyard, Qin Yue'e was cooking slowly in the kitchen.
Lin Shan and Liu Qianlian, with gray hair, walked into the prescription, carrying several freshly fat West Lake herrings in their hands.
"Haha, Yue'e, what do you think this is? The freshly caught fish is the most delicious!"
Qin Yue'e rolled her eyes at the two of them, "You two old guys are almost buried in the soil, and you are still going fishing?"
"Let's light the fire as soon as we get back. Let's stew the fish first. It won't take that long for the guests."
"Hahaha, we are old, but it is rare that we are happy today!"
Lin Shan and Liu Qianlian laughed and quickly started working with Qin Yuee.
Outside the hospital, Ling Tianzheng was chatting and laughing with Long Xuan and Xiao Longnu, who had just arrived in Southern Tang Dynasty.
Xiaoying also came with him.
Everyone has not seen each other for a hundred years, and in Tianyu, time flows much faster than in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
Now that we can meet again, there is definitely a lot to say.
As for Sister Long, she was born to Mr. and Mrs. Long Xuan and was teleported from the courtyard of the Tiankeng forbidden area ten years ago.
"Brother, don't worry. The formation over there is running extremely smoothly. According to time conversion, it will be almost a hundred years before we can connect with Nan Tang!"
Long Xuan laughed.
At this time, the Lord of the Dragon Clan also had a short beard like Ling Tian, and the once handsome Dragon Clan son was gone forever.
"Well, I've never worried about that."
Ling Tian nodded, as long as he could move forward steadily in the void, he would be lucky.
"However, before I came, I saw on the astronomical disk that the strange demon world is extremely close to Nantang. Maybe during this time, the so-called strange demon world lord will come to this world!"
Suddenly, Long Xuan frowned slightly.
Because the resources of their realm are basically used to attack the operation of the star movement formation, for hundreds of years, Long Xuan's cultivation level is still far behind the Feitian realm.