Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Qingluan and Qingfeng have excellent cooking skills. In order to welcome the arrival of Lingyun and his son, they began to work in the afternoon when Lingyun went to Qingshui City to receive the blue bird.

Of course, Ling Yun's judgment was not wrong. After Qingniao completely recovered, he had long been in touch with Qingluan Qingfeng and others through Ye Xingchen.

So after Ling Yun saw the blue bird and explained his intention, the blue bird informed them as soon as possible.

Yin Qingxuan worked with them to kill chickens and sheep, dig bamboo shoots, dig wild vegetables, pick mushrooms and wild fruits, and catch lake fish. They have been busy until now, preparing a table full of dishes.

No more, no less, exactly eighteen dishes.

The intention is self-explanatory. These 18 dishes represent the three Lingyun family members for the past 18 years.

There are cold and hot, meat and vegetable combinations, all exquisite.

The banquet is a reception feast, but also a reunion feast.

The atmosphere of the entire banquet was extremely warm, especially Ling Yun, who felt that there was no restraint and pressure, and the whole banquet felt extremely comfortable.

At the banquet, no one talked about Demon Sect, no one mentioned the bleakness of the Ling family in the past and its current strength, and no one asked Ling Yun's very private practice, various combat experiences, and so on.

Because everyone here understands that by this moment, the past is not important anymore, what is important is that the family finally sits together.

At this time, at the wine table, let's talk about the experience of fighting and killing. The humiliation and hatred in the past will only be disastrous.

Don't talk about parting pains, just meet each other.

At the wine table, Yin Qingxuan didn't say much, only when the plate in front of Ling Yun was almost empty, she would smile and fill him up with various dishes calmly.

Then watching Ling Yun finish eating, she took Ling Yun's plate again with her eyes full of happiness and filled it with him again.

The busiest person at the wine table became Ye Xingchen. She was busy pouring wine for everyone, and also busy drinking.

Through this banquet, Ling Yun knew for the first time that his mother loved to drink very much, and the amount of alcohol was so amazing that she was worth a thousand cups and not drunk.

Yin Qingxuan didn't eat much by herself. Although she was busy picking up vegetables for Lingyun, she never missed drinking. She drank very fast, fiercely, and extremely simply. The wine was dry, without any muddle, and did not hide it at all.

Moreover, Ling Yun found that not only Yin Qingxuan had an amazing amount of alcohol, but also Qingluan Qingfeng and Ye Xingchen beside him had an amazing amount of alcohol. Moreover, their drinking methods were exactly the same as Yin Qingxuan's, and they made no secret of it.

This has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, because here, at this wine table, no one is going to do things like ordinary people, that is, drinking normally.

Therefore, after the three bottles of Moutai drank quickly, Ling Yun once secretly sent a message to Ling Xiao and asked Ling Xiao that his mother always drank like this, or did he start drinking like this because he came from prison later?

Ling Xiao's answer is, always.

So Ling Yun was relieved, and at the same time, he glanced at Ye Xingchen obliquely, because he didn't know that she could drink so much from beginning to end.

Ye Xingchen had already drunk half a catty, with a red face, responding to Ling Yun's gaze with a toast and drinking, too lazy to explain.

At this banquet, Ling Yun didn't understand any important events. All he heard were trivial and trivial things, as well as some trivial things about daily life on his mother's side.

For example, the two mountains that form this valley, one is called Feiyun Mountain and the other is called Xingchen Mountain, both named by Yin Qingxuan.

The big lake in the small world is named "Xuanhai".

That piece of continuous palace, originally called Changle Palace, but now it is called Changhen Palace.

In the past few years, Qingluan and Qingfeng hadn't paid much attention to cultivation matters. They had always taken care of Yin Qingxuan's daily life in every possible way.

Although my mother has been forbidden here for many years, except for hard practice, her life is not lonely.

Yin Qingxuan is perfect in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting;

Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, all kinds of ancient books of the Three Religions, Yin Qingxuan's study has everything.

Chickens, ducks and geese, pigs, cattle and sheep, all kinds of poultry and livestock, they have all been carefully raised.

The flowers and plants in this valley, especially the flowers and plants around the bamboo buildings, are carefully planted and trimmed by Qingluan and Qingfeng.

Qingluan even cultivated a large vegetable plot next to Xuanhai Lake. If you want to grow fruits and vegetables, you only need to speak to Elder Wenmo.

Catching fish in the lake and fishing are all Qingfeng's specialties.

The ones who talked the most during the dinner were Qingluan, Qingfeng, and Qingniao. They had a tacit understanding and skillfully, through drinking and chatting, they told Lingyun and his son about their lives here, so that they could understand thoroughly.

After listening, even Ling Yun had to admit that, except for the hateful incident eighteen years ago, the mother and the three of them lived here exactly the kind of paradise life of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan".

But hate is hate, no one has ever forgotten it, but no one wants to mention it at the moment.

During the banquet, Yin Qingxuan was the most natural and unrestrained performer. Of course, Ling Xiao was the most restrained and dull performer.

Ling Xiao's performance made Ling Yun think that his father was sitting at this table, as if he was drinking alcohol.

Ling Yun was very transparent about his father's unnaturalness. He knew exactly why Ling Xiao had been doing this since he saw his mother until now, and he has never returned to normal.

First of all, it was because of Ling Xiao's current age and appearance.

Ling Xiao had already eaten Ling Yun's Zhanyan Pill, and it looked like it was not much bigger than Ling Yun. Although it was a dream thing to regain his youthful appearance, it had to be for whom.

Yin Qingxuan has not yet eaten the Yan Pill. Although she has now reached the pinnacle of the Fusion Realm, her appearance will not change in decades, but the past years have left traces on her after all, making her look like three. Ten years old.

Therefore, only in appearance, Yin Qingxuan is already ten years older than Ling Xiao now.

The two of them are sitting together at the moment, it is strange that Ling Xiao is not embarrassed.

Secondly, because Ling Xiao was forced by the situation, he was forced to marry Dong Ruolan and had a daughter Ling Xue with her!

This is Ling Xiao's biggest heart disease. Although it has been resolved by Ling Yun, when he came here and really faced Yin Qingxuan, how could his mood be the same as when the two met at the beginning of the year?

Such as the throat, such as sitting on pins and needles.

Ling Xiao wanted to say but couldn't say it. It was hard to say anything. Except for sitting there drinking in silence, he couldn't say anything. He couldn't do it. It's definitely unbearable.

Finally, there was the gap between the two people. Even if Ling Xiao had reached the eighth level of Qi training, facing Yin Qingxuan at the pinnacle of the fusion, the gap between the two was too far away.

However, this matter was the least psychological burden for Ling Xiao, because when he first met Yin Qingxuan, the opponent's realm was far better than him.

Naturally, Yin Qingxuan knew all of this, but she didn't mention a word about it, as if she couldn't see it, and she seemed to be enjoying Ling Xiao with something in her heart, and she wanted to say it but couldn't express her embarrassment.

During the banquet, Yin Qingxuan seemed to have forgotten the existence of Ling Xiao beside her, and just blindly asked Ling Yun warmly, and offered him some vegetables for fear that he would not be full.

Yin Qingxuan didn't mention it, and other people seemed to have made an appointment, and they never mentioned such topics. This made Ling Xiao's tasteful of wine and drinking, living like a year.

Fortunately, there is no permanent banquet in the world.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes, two boxes of aged Moutai are all consumed.

Blue Bird took the lead to get up. Drunk and Qingluan Qingfeng asked them to accompany her to the Xuanhai Lake, and Qingluan Qingfeng naturally agreed immediately.

The three of them made an excuse and left the bamboo building first, and Yukong went directly to Xuanhai Lake.

Ling Yun and Ye Xingchen looked at each other, immediately understood and reached an agreement.

They got up at the same time, and Ling Yun said, "Mother, the night is dark. This is the best time for the child to practice the Dayan Star Gathering Art. If you have nothing to tell, I will go to practice?"

Just an excuse, just find one.

Yin Qingxuan smiled and stood up and shook Ling Yun's hand and said, "It's okay. Mother does have something to tell your father tonight. As for the things that should be told to you, I will tell you clearly tomorrow. You didn't drink it just now. If you drink less, let the stars accompany you. If you want to cultivate, you can practice, and if you want to rest, go to rest. Go."

"Hey!"

Ling Yun immediately agreed, saying goodbye to his parents, and Ye Xingchen also left the bamboo building.

After he went out, he first smiled, and then his spiritual thoughts moved, and a real imperial formation was laid directly outside the bamboo building.

In this way, even Ling Yun could not snoop into everything in the bamboo building.

Parents’ problems are ultimately their own problems. Seeing his mother so enlightened and free and easy, Ling Yun knew that no matter how many burdens and ideas his father had in his heart, his mother must have the means to calmly resolve it.

Zhuyan Baodan and Meiyan Baodan were handed over to Ling Xiao when Ling Yun was still at home. As for how his father would give her mother to take it, Ling Yun didn't need to worry about it.

Mother Yin Qingxuan's talent is too good, strength is too strong, the pattern is too big, the mind is too broad, this is all the impression of Yin Qingxuan by Ling Yun from the meeting till now.

At the same time, Ling Yun also believed that only a peerless figure like his mother could teach an outstanding apprentice like Ye Xingchen.

"Are you really going to practice?"

The two left the bamboo building and went directly to the top of Xingchen Mountain. Ye Xingchen looked up at the bright starry sky and asked.

"That's just an excuse. I don't want to be a light bulb for my parents."

Ling Yun smiled, then said casually: "Ask you a question."

"what?"

"On the opposite mountain, my mother called it Feiyun Mountain. I know what happened, but why is this mountain called Xingchen Mountain?"

Ye Xingchen's body shook slightly, as if sighed, and bowed his head and replied: "Because after Aunt Blue Bird took you out of here eighteen years ago, the master picked me up on this mountain within a few days."

Ling Yun's heart shook wildly!

In the small world, can a baby girl appear out of thin air?!

With a suspicious face on his face, he stepped forward to hold Ye Xingchen's shoulders, and looked at the other person seriously for a while, then suddenly smiled brightly: "Xingchen, are you really a fairy going down?"

Ye Xingchen held back his laugh, and said through the wine: "It's also possible that the witch descended to the world, are you afraid?"

Ling Yun tilted his head and frowned: "Will the witch turn into a round, weird thing?"

"Look for a fight!"