jdhmnovel Did you guess correctly in Chapter 180?
Did you guess correctly in Chapter 180?
Invitations from the Misty Immortal Sect flew to various sects and major powers across the Eastern Sea Continent, and the climate had fully entered summer.
Leng Huan began a carefree life raising the child, and also took the opportunity to cultivate a "long-distance" relationship with his Daoist partner.
In Beijun, it was still late spring, and the weather was slightly cool. On this day, as a light drizzle fell, an incredulous exclamation erupted in the Leng family's hall: "What?!"
The Leng family head, refusing to believe it, looked at the letter in his hand again and muttered, "How is this possible?!"
"Father?" Leng Feng, who had just emerged from seclusion, looked at the letter and frowned with some unease. He hoped that nothing bad had happened.
"Master, what happened?"
The others exchanged glances, and the First Elder couldn't help but ask, "What did Huanxue say?"
Leng Zhaohe shook his head, looked at the letter again, and then, realizing what he had done, suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha!"
This turn of events, from initial shock to delight, left everyone completely bewildered. The Grand Elder coughed and asked, "Ahem! What happened?"
“Uncle, look,” Leng Zhaohe handed over the letter, “Oh dear, it’s time for a celebration in the clan!”
After reading the letter, the elder was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Yes, Huanxue has been out of the public eye for over a decade, and now she has a child."
Leng Zhaohe chimed in, "Yes, the child is already three years old."
Everyone craned their necks, waiting for them to deliver the news, but unexpectedly they heard this: What kid?
After a moment of bewilderment, Leng Feng suddenly stepped forward excitedly: "Father, Huanxue is having a child?"
The same thought popped into the minds of all the elders: Where is the child?
The Leng family head then explained, "Huanxue wrote that the child is three years old and they want to hold a wedding ceremony during the Mid-Autumn Festival. If I do the math, there are still more than three months left, enough time to send someone to the Misty Immortal Sect to discuss the marriage ceremony!"
Glancing at the letter on the table, Leng Feng immediately recognized that it was definitely not Leng Huan's handwriting; it was obvious who had written it.
He nodded: "Father, hurry up and prepare the dowry. It would be better if Uncle Liu and I went there. It would be best to leave a month later."
Leng Zhaohe pondered for a moment, then looked at the First Elder, "No, this is a big deal. Let your clansman come out of the mountains and accompany Xiaofeng and Sixth Brother."
The Grand Elder laughed heartily: "That's fine. This is a marriage alliance between my clan and the Misty Immortal Sect. Huanxue isn't considered married off. After the grand ceremony is held at her sect, she will return to Beijun to hold the wedding ceremony."
In addition, he also had to hand over the second half of the Taiyin Xuanjuan, which everyone had compiled over the years, to Leng Huan.
Leng Yan emerged from seclusion two days before Leng Feng and his group set off. Upon hearing about Leng Huan's situation, she insisted on going with them.
Having not seen Leng Huan for over three years, Leng Yan longed to see her. Her engagement with Murong Bao was still stable, so she could take the opportunity to go out for a while.
On the day of departure, outside Beijun City, he saw Murong Bao again; he was also going to the Misty Immortal Sect to attend a ceremony.
Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, "Shouldn't Murong Qin be the one to handle this kind of thing?"
The two didn't see each other often, and she looked very radiant now. Murong Bao was too embarrassed to look directly at her, so he scratched his head to cover it up: "Because you and I are engaged, and my cousin is in seclusion, the head of the family asked me to go in his place."
"So that's how it is." When Leng Yan returned to Beijun back then, the two had not seen each other for ten years.
She felt like they had become strangers again. At first, they had met a few times, but Leng Yan was focused on her cultivation and didn't keep their appointments often. Occasionally, she would receive festive gifts from him through intermediaries, which she carefully kept.
As for the marriage alliance, she didn't know how the two families would arrange it, and since it wouldn't affect her cultivation, Leng Yan didn't care much about it.
I wanted to ask him what he thought, but then I realized that he had no choice in this matter, so it wasn't appropriate to ask.
This time, the two teams set off together on an amicable journey eastward.
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Leng Huan didn't know when the Leng family would arrive. While Fu Xun was taking care of the child, she would cultivate and study the cultivation techniques and secret manuals every day.
Sometimes, a period of seclusion would last for three to five days. After a month, he finally mastered the sixth level of the Mysterious Ice Phoenix Feather Technique. With a simple hand gesture, his spiritual power surged, and countless ice feathers instantly condensed, each carrying spiritual pressure. With a thought, they could form armor, combining offense and defense.
After mastering the technique, one can use Xuan power to fly through the air and transform one's body into wings. It's both powerful and stylish. Leng Huan wondered if he could fly freely at that time.
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Meanwhile, Fu Xun was also taking time to control the Qiankun Tower with his divine sense. Because of the contract, it was relatively easier. It would be best to establish a connection with the Qiankun Tower to make it easier to use the ninth floor.
Inside the Canjian Pool cave, Fu Xun formed hand seals and instantly unleashed countless spells. Floating before him was the Qiankun Tower, shrunk to about two feet in size, with countless rays of restrictive light imprinted on its body.
Using divine consciousness and a contract to suppress it, it took a lot of effort to control the massive Qiankun Tower.
Using the Cloud Clan's special restriction techniques, the effect was twice as good with half the effort. After the last restriction was applied, Fu Xun took out a wisp of divine sense from his forehead and connected it to the tower. The tower body rotated rapidly, and he felt the divine sense gradually invading the Qiankun Tower, perceiving every floor and every corner.
"Shrink!" Fu Xun made a hand seal, and the tower suddenly stopped, shrinking again until it was the size of a palm. After gathering its spiritual power, the tower was dim and looked ordinary. With a wave of his right hand, the small tower landed in his hand.
At that moment, the tower spirit flew out from the space, shouting, "You, you can't take all my treasures away!"
Fu Xun raised an eyebrow: "Since that's the case, why don't I refine you too?" His eyes were sharp as he glanced at it. "With your appearance, you could probably be refined into a magic weapon on your own. If I put you into a container, you would be a high-level magic weapon with a spirit."
The tower spirit's expression immediately changed, and she said in a fawning voice, "No, no, no, if you can use this treasure, you can take it. I'm doing just fine cultivating in this space."
After saying that, it hid in the Jade Seed Space. Fu Xun's eyes remained calm; he had only set his sights on the ninth floor and the first floor of the Qiankun Tower's Enlightenment Pavilion.
Fortunately, his cultivation level was high; otherwise, he would have been helpless against this tower, as his divine sense was insufficient to control such a divine artifact.
His divine sense has been tempered and strengthened ever since the awakening of his inner demon memories, and now it has long surpassed his cultivation level, comparable to the mid-stage of the Integration Realm.
It's been ten days since I went into seclusion, it's time to go out.
Before Sword Cliff.
The two children, one big and one small, are playing an object recognition game on the mat.
Yun Du: "Mother, guess what this is?" He held up an irregularly shaped blue mineral and handed it to his mother.
When it was Leng Huan's turn to guess blindfolded, he said, "Hiss, let me guess, let me touch it first..." As he spoke, he pretended to reach out and touch it, and then, without any moral conscience, he released his divine sense. After scanning it, he found that it was Blue Gang Spirit Ore.
"Hiss~ This is cool, neither round nor square, what could it be..." Leng Huan acted.
"Ah! I know..." After a moment's hesitation, under Yun Du's expectant gaze, Leng Huan was about to give his answer when he suddenly heard a question: "Ahem, what are you guys playing?"
Then Yun Du shouted in surprise, "It's Daddy! Daddy's out!"
"..." Leng Huan covered her eyes with a red hairband, her expression blank at this moment, the wind blowing against her face and ruffling her hair.
She raised her hand to take off her hairband, but someone gently untied it first, revealing her closed eyelashes.
She slowly opened her eyes and met Fu Xun's face.
He asked with a smile, "Wife, did you guess right?"
Leng Huan: "..." Guess what?
After careful analysis, Yun Du concluded: "Father, Mother is very capable. She wins every time. She must have guessed correctly!"
This time it was Fu Xun's turn: "..."
Leng Huan smiled reservedly, looking quite smug and pretentious.
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