On this day, Yan's father sent someone to call Tianlin to the courtyard where the two elders lived.

As soon as Tianlin entered the courtyard, he found that only his father Yan Yuan was sitting in the courtyard. The stone table that he usually used to eat in the courtyard was filled with food. Yan's father was raising his glass to drink alone.

"Father." Tianlin smiled and sat down on the other side of the table, pouring himself a glass of wine.

"Tianlin, come and have a drink with you for your father." Yan Yuan said with a smile.

Cheers to my father and son, and drink it all in one go.

"Father, why did my mother cook in person? Didn't she send a maid to serve her father and mother?" Tian Lin glanced at her spiritual consciousness and found that Yan's mother was working alone in the kitchen, and couldn't help but speak.

"Your mother asked all the maids to have a holiday today, and she had to cook by herself." The stern father smiled.

Tianlin looked at the table full of dishes and was a little puzzled. After thinking for a long time, he remembered.

"So today is my birthday, and I am actually twenty years old."

Thinking of this, Tianlin couldn't help but blame himself. Fortunately, his parents remembered that someone asked him to come over for dinner, otherwise how could he remember?

Tianlin felt guilty. Twenty years ago, my mother was in so much pain that she brought herself to this world, but she didn't even remember the days when her mother suffered.

The Yan Father didn't know what Tianlin was thinking, but just looked at the sky and said with some emotion: "I was just a groom back then. Fortunately, your mother didn't dislike my humble status and shared the joys and sorrows with me. Twenty years ago, it was raining heavily that day. Sister Yun braved the heavy rain and came to tell me that your mother was born. I was in the rain and hurriedly ran home..."

Yan Yuan will never forget that at that time, he carefully hugged the petite, freshly born Tianlin. Although he was soaked in heavy rain, he was full of joy because he was a father.

Twenty years have passed, and the newborn baby who used to hold himself in his arms and only felt light and light, actually built a huge fairy mountain villa and became a master of fairyland, and he gradually became older.

Tianlin looked at his father and felt deeply moved. When he was born, Yan Yuan in his memory was a vibrant young man. Later, he gradually grew up. His father was busy with livelihood and rarely got close to him. He was an old man, so he naturally would not act like other peers. He was a spoiled person with his parents. As time went by, he gradually became obsessed with martial arts and began to travel around the world. However, his parents, at some point, had white hair and wrinkles.

After Yan Yuan drank a little wine, he talked more than usual.

From the first loud cry of Tianlin when he came to the world, to Tianlin being well-behaved and obedient since he was a child, from Yan's father who wanted to have a second child but Yan's mother was unwilling to do so, to Tianlin saying that he was already a first-class master and had to leave his hometown to explore the world, from leaving Yuansha Street to coming to this immortal demon villa, to being often worried about Tianlin... When Yan's father said these words, Tianlin listened carefully. He did not communicate much with his father. This was because he was an old man and Yan Yuan was not good at speaking. But today, Yan Yuan said so many things unexpectedly.

Yan's mother came out after Yan's father and Tianlin had two glasses of wine.

Yan's father talked a lot, but Yan's mother is surprisingly quiet today. She lives in Yuansha Street like before. Many relatives and friends often walk around. When talking about her son, everyone gives thumbs up and praises them. Everyone is also very moved by the relatives who died on the way to Xianmo Villa from Yuansha Street.

Most of these people are ordinary people. After coming to Xianmo Villa, they often gather together to practice Tai Chi martial arts. Many of them are older now, but they are highly respected in Xianmo Villa. When they lived on Yuansha Street, they were all servants of some Xianmo Villas. Their status and status have changed dramatically.

Yan Yuan, even more so. At Luoyue Villa, he was just a groom, and any small leader with a higher status could be punished.

Now, as the father of the owner of Xianmo Villa, who dares to be disrespectful to him at all?

After talking to Yan's mother for a while, Yan's marriage was coming.

The strict father is not confused at all on major matters.

"Tianlin, how did you talk to Ling'er's mother last time when he went to Zhongzhou? We can't ask Ling'er about this matter now that you are back, and you just happened to say to us. Ling'er has been waiting for you for so long, so she can't be wronged, otherwise, your mother and I will not agree."

"Just about to report this to my father and mother." Tianlin nodded with a smile.

Then, Tianlin told his parents about the last time he went to Zhongzhou and talked with Ling'er's mother Fengyuan, one by one, and also told him about his plan to have a big banquet for guests at Xianmo Villa.

This move has won the support of the stern father and mother. They have long regarded Ling'er as their daughter-in-law, but this has not been settled. Therefore, they feel guilty and receive many guests with such a grand etiquette. Under the witness of everyone, Tianlin and Ling'er held a wedding banquet, and they were also relieved.

Yan's mother seemed a little anxious and immediately asked Yan's father to set a date. Yan's father had no objection to his wife's words and immediately made the decision to set the date one month later.

Tianlin also felt that he should talk to Ling'er and listen to what Ling'er meant.

A lunch passed by in a warm atmosphere of family affection. Tianlin accompanied his parents for a while and wanted to find Ling'er. He also talked about the wedding. After all, it takes a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources to organize such a grand wedding. I don’t know much about it, so I can only discuss it with Ling'er.

Yan’s father and mother also have to go out to chat with old friends who came to Yuansha Street and practice Tai Chi.

In the northeast corner of the Qian continent, there is a huge island at the junction of the Dahong Empire and the Dayuan Empire.

There is a peaceful scenery on the island, and the people coming and going are all equipped with swords and are clearly people in the world.

This island is called Penglai Island.

Among the people of the Jianghu, it is also called Xiandao.

Because there are often fairyland masters coming and going on this Penglai Island.

In fact, Penglai Island is the largest sect of Zhengdao, the gateway of Zhengyidao. In the depths of Penglai Island, there is a palace, which is strictly guarded in it, and there is a climbing bridge inside. After crossing the climbing bridge, it is the location of Zhengyidao's sect.

Every year, countless people go to Penglai Island in order to worship Zhengyidao.

Among the gates on Penglai Island, there is a place that is a holy place that no one below the fairyland is allowed to enter, known as the Penglai Fairyland.

At this moment, in Penglai Fairyland, Taoist Master Zhengyang, Fairy Lily, and Master Yufeng stood quietly.

After a while, a middle-aged man with unkempt appearance came out.

"What happened to the three Zhangmen? I unanimously asked me to come out of seclusion and talk about it when I meet?" asked the middle-aged man.

Taoist Master Zhengyang sighed and said, "Senior Ziyang, although our righteous path has won a lot of benefits for the treasure of Emperor Wu this time, the immortal weapon has not fallen into our hands."

The middle-aged man was the only semi-saint master in the righteous path, Ziyang Zhenren.

Ziyang Zhenren was a person from the same period as the Martial Emperor Saint, and he was older than the three current masters. In front of Ziyang Zhenren, all three had to call themselves juniors. Of course, although the three masters called themselves juniors, Ziyang Zhenren did not dare to really regard the three people as juniors. After all, he was only a semi-saint and not a saint. He could only suppress any of the three masters and did not destroy the other party's strength.

"What? The immortal weapon did not fall into the hands of the righteous path. Was it taken away by the evil path?" Zi Yang Zhenren was extremely surprised.

"The evil way does not have this ability yet." Taoist Zhengyang shook his head and said.

"It's not the evil way. The demon way and the demon way are weaker than the evil way. Naturally, there is no possibility. Could it be that the old ghosts from other races took action?" Zi Yang Zhenren frowned.

"Yes, Senior Ziyang, we had seven or eight masters at the peak of the fairyland at that time, but they were taken away by this person." Fairy Lily said with a somewhat ugly face.

"What? How is that possible? Even I will never be able to successfully take away the immortal weapon among so many peak fairyland masters. Do you know the other party's origin?" Zi Yang Zhenren was really surprised this time.

"According to the fairyland master of the demon path, this should be a semi-saint master of the Zhakong clan. This man broke through the air and snatched the immortal weapon and left in an instant. Therefore, we don't know what this person's methods are. However, if he is surrounded by us, no matter how powerful this person is, it is absolutely impossible for him to take away the immortal weapon so easily." Yufeng Zhenren sighed.

"It turns out that it is the Zhakong clan. The Zhakong clan is born with extremely high talent for space laws, but it can directly break through the air. It seems that he has mastered some of the original laws and has a trace of the original immortal source." Zi Yang Zhenren murmured to himself.

After a while, Zi Yang Zhenren raised his head and sighed: "I have no choice in this matter. Although I also have an immortal weapon, the half-saint has formed an immortal source and possessed an immortal weapon. We are also in the same position. At most, we can only fight for both sides and suffer losses. It is of no benefit to my righteous path. Moreover, when the immortal weapon is activated, our half-saint will directly use all the immortal source that has finally condensed, and then it will fall back to the peak level of the fairyland. Only the saints can use the immortal weapon without any scruples. Alas, it's a pity that the treasure of our human race was taken away by the alien race. It's a big shame. If there were saints as in the past, how could those alien races dare to be so bold."

Taoist Master Zhengyang, Fairy Lily, and Master Yufeng seemed to have expected this result, but the three of them were obviously disappointed.

"Is there anything else?"

Taoist Master Zhengyang nodded and said, "Senior Ziyang, I have a new fairyland master in my righteous path."

Ziyang Zhenren smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!