Zong Zhengling spoke calmly, "I won't act blindly, I won't help others, I will work quietly on the side. It's not easy for a young lady like you to keep a low profile and not be in the limelight."
Logically speaking, Wei Ling should be the one to show off by chopping firewood.
But she has a clear understanding of herself and believes that her friends will not harm her, so she quietly collects firewood, puts it away, and works down-to-earth.
He has such a high level of understanding at such a young age. He only agreed to go down the mountain because he liked Wei Ling's character.
It is true that the Wei family is kind to him, but the Wei family has been declining from generation to generation. Now the Wei family still has someone who can support the family, and he is willing to temporarily protect the Wei family and wait for Wei Ling to grow up.
Wei Ling touched his head.
She doesn't seem to be that pushy, right?
But Dao Zun spoke very well of her, and she will definitely work hard to become such a person in the future.
Low-key, humble and hard-working.
These six words will be her motto from now on!
We were almost at the bottom of the mountain when Zong Zhengling suddenly said, "Wei Ling, you trust these two very much."
Wei Ling said without hesitation, "Of course, but it's not just the two of them, I also have three very good teammates. They are not only teammates, but also my friends!"
The head of the Wei family knelt down as he looked at the young man Wei Ling had introduced along the way.
"He wasn't a Mahayana man at that time. He just survived the tribulation." Rong Yueyuan said without feeling anything was wrong at all.
Seeing the excited head of the Wei family, Zong Zhengling knew that there was nothing he could say to him.
What?!
Rong Yueyuan said with some regret, "Unfortunately, with the improvement of cultivation, we haven't fought with real swords and guns for a long time."
"Is it done?" Before Rong Yueyuan finished speaking, he raised his hand to build a barrier.
As sweet as ever.
Zong Zhengling pointed at Wei Ling and the head of the Wei family and said, "Let her come and negotiate with me about the annual offerings, what I need to do, and where I will live."
"He thought the sword was stronger and I thought the sword was stronger. Neither of us agreed, so we started fighting." Rong Yueyuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea. "We fought several times and we can be considered half-confidants. We are both opponents and friends."
"No fight, no acquaintance." Rong Yueyuan said.
Unexpectedly, Dao Zun actually agreed?!
He never intended to blackmail favors, so he never mentioned these old things to Wei Ling, but he didn't expect that Wei Ling would come to talk to him after getting news from the Fifth Elder.
So you have cat ears! That’s Mahayana! Why do you not know each other?!
Damn it!
Is this question so difficult to answer?
Rong Yueyuan changed the subject without answering, "The Wei family's problem has been solved. Are you going back to Peony City?"
When Song Yizhi found Rong Yueyuan, he was still in the Bajiao Pavilion, but he was holding a communication talisman in his hand and seemed to be contacting someone.
Song Yizhi twitched the corner of his mouth.
Zong Zhengling raised his eyebrows. It was unusual for the Siyin Snake Clan to recognize its friends. Wei Ling, is this a stupid person who has a stupid blessing?
After a while, the group returned to the Wei family.
"There's enough time." Rong Yueyuan said.
Of course, this has to exclude Miss Song. She would not dare to be friends with Miss Song.
Song Yizhi: "..."
In the end, he just asked Wei Ling to do his best, but he had no hope at all, that was Sword Master!
"The matter is over, let's go first." Ye Hanxing and Shen Zheng said.
Rong Yueyuan handed Song Yizhi a cup of tea.
With the guest, it is only a matter of time before the Wei family's situation stabilizes, but over in Peony City...
Niubi.
Why do you know that you can't fight with real swords and guns? If you fight with real swords and guns, at least half of Qingzhou will suffer!
Song Yizhi took a bite of the snack, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Fifth Elder, Fifth Elder, why does Dao Zun know that I have a relationship with you?"
Maybe it’s because of the magic weapon you refined yourself?
Rong Yueyuan's eyes only stayed on the pendant for a moment, and did not attract Song Yizhi's attention.
"So?" Rong Yueyuan asked.
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Knowing that Zong Zhengling didn't like these complicated etiquette, Wei Ling walked up and stretched out his hand to help his father up, and said, "Father, Mr. Zongzheng has agreed to come to our house as a guest for a period of time."
After Rong Yueyuan and Shen Bu finished talking about the matter, they put away the communication talisman. Seeing that Song Yizhi was eating enthusiastically, he reached out to pick up a piece of snack and took a bite.
Song Yizhi nodded, her curved eyebrows showing her good mood.
Song Yizhi nodded, "I will definitely go back, but let's let Wei Ling and his family gather together in two days, and let Mr. Ye take a look at the situation in Huayu City."
Rong Yueyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Song Yizhi's earrings.
It seems that Miss Song wants to ask the Fifth Elder something, but they are just afraid of getting in the way.
Song Yizhi's eyes lit up.
Song Yizhi choked.
No one was there, so Song Yizhi walked into the octagonal pavilion and saw that the melon and fruit snacks on the table had been replaced by new ones. She sat down and picked up a piece of snack to nibble on.
I don’t know if there is any progress in the antidote for the corpse demon transformation.
"Really?!" The head of the Wei family couldn't hide his surprise.
Song Yizhi shook his head.
Song Yizhi didn't know what expression he should put on.
Shen Zheng responded, and then left with Ye Hanxing.
Wei Ling is not timid, he has invited everyone, and the next thing will not be a problem!
Song Yizhi and the others did not intend to listen, so they bowed and left.
The auction house was demolished by the two of them. What will happen to the auction in a few days?
Is this a question of whether to survive or not?!
Song Yizhi became numb.
Ah Ling, Ah Ling is such a promising kid!
She has really grown up and can hold up half the sky!
Looking at the head of the Wei family who was kneeling on his knees just short of being kowtowed to him, Zong Zhengling said calmly, "There is no need to perform such a grand ceremony."
"What to do about the auction in Peony City?" Song Yizhi raised his hand to support his cheek and said in distress, "My spiritual stone!"
Seeing Song Yizhi's speechless look, Rong Yueyuan added, "I was still a god at that time."
Song Yizhi nodded, then looked at Rong Yueyuan with curiosity, "Fifth Elder, how come you know Dao Zun? You are still friends with him."
It is better to be young, at least he has the recklessness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
Song Yizhi felt better after drinking half a cup of tea. She put down her snack and couldn't help but raise her voice a little higher, "That's Sword Master! Fifth Elder, you were only in the combined stage before, right? He is a Mahayana monk!"
He lowered his eyes and took a bite of the sweet snack, silently not answering Song Yizhi's question.
She also wants to go to the auction!
Looking at Song Yizhi, whose attention was drawn away by the auction, Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "The Rong family has taken over, and the auction time will remain as usual."
It's something the two of them can do.
We were teammates at first, but now we are friends!
Shen Zheng smiled and said as if she was making some kind of promise, "You are also my friends."
The head of the Wei family nodded. He also had plans to train his daughter, and handed the matter to Wei Ling with a wave of his hand.
Song Yizhi choked on the snack.
Seeing Zong Zhengling and Wei Ling appear at the corner, Rong Yueyuan put away the barrier.
Zong Zhengling walked into the pavilion, Song Yizhi stood up obediently, raised his hand and saluted, and left with Wei Ling to let the two old friends reminisce.
Seeing the half piece of snack in Rong Yueyuan's hand, Zong Zhengling raised his eyebrows without concealing his surprise, "Rong Yueyuan, don't you think you are a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks from the world?"
"..." Rong Yueyuan was too lazy to pay attention to this obscure old friend.