Chen Shiyan followed the servants to the hall.
The first thing that caught my eye was a woman sitting in the first seat.
She was wearing a glittering long dress, the hem of which hung naturally on both sides of the stool, giving her a fairy-like feel, yet still retaining some of the gentle charm of this world.
Her hair was tied up in a high bun, with a few strands of hair casually falling in front of her smooth forehead, adding a touch of casual softness.
In her hair was inserted an ancient yet delicate jade hairpin; the jade was soft and smooth, with a faint glow flowing through it, which perfectly matched her elegance.
Her eyes are deep, like two pools of autumn water.
Her face has lost the immaturity of a young girl, and has gained a bit of calmness and elegance that comes with the years.
With a smile on her lips, her every move and gesture revealed the demeanor of a lady from a noble family, yet she also retained the detachment of an immortal cultivator.
He was wearing a wide-sleeved cassock inlaid with gold thread.
Chen Shiyan thought to himself, "This Huang family's daughter is indeed experienced and a little too mature, but I can handle this type of girl."
As for Mr. Huang next to him, he didn't care about him. Since he didn't live with him, why would he pay attention to him?
I just did some testing and verification of my skills in the outer courtyard, and they 100% meet the Huang family's requirements.
Some servants even had some doubts.
The look in his eyes seemed to be asking, with such extraordinary talent, how could he have ended up like this?
He looked at the two men, and they were looking at him.
Fan Chixiu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he covered himself with his robe.
He was secretly annoyed in his heart, "This monk is very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes."
"It's this look. It's a bit scary, as if it wants to swallow me up."
"Although there's nothing wrong in my eyes, that feeling is really...really...uncomfortable."
Then he glared at his fellow Taoist next to him.
"After finding eighteen concubines and having Ling'er, you haven't been to my room for more than thirty years, right? Otherwise, how could you have almost lost your composure today?"
She is the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family. No matter how poor her talent is, she is still the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family and she never considers herself as the mistress of the Huang family.
There is a set of etiquette requirements for one's own behavior, in order to show one's difference.
"Still looking, still staring, right? This can't be a demonic cultivator or an evil cultivator."
Huang Shangshan felt the look in his Taoist partner's eyes and thought it was a reminder to him that it was time to speak.
Marrying a daughter from a noble family is both good and bad. The bad thing is that there are too many rules and regulations.
Everything is well-behaved. I don't know if it's only with him or if everything is well-behaved.
As for a marriage, how much emotion can there be? It's just a perfunctory matter and a family task.
"Fellow Daoist, please take a seat."
"Meet the master of the house."
After Chen Shiyan sat down, he began to talk with Huang Shangshan.
From time to time, he glanced at the female cultivator next to him.
"I wonder why you came to this Bibo Mansion?"
"My family has been in trouble, so I came here to find some treasures, earn some spirit stones, save up money for the trip, and go to Zhongzhou Sword Region to become a disciple."
"Alas, my luck was bad and I lost money in business, so I gave up the idea of going to Zhongzhou."
Huang Shangshan and Fan Chixiu were in awe.
"I wonder if I should go to Zhongzhou Sword Region to become a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect?"
"That's right. When I was young, I met a sword immortal. Seeing that I had some talent, he forced me to learn a few sword techniques. He also said that when I figured it out, I could go to Lingxiao Sword Sect and use this as a proof to become his disciple."
Huang Shangshan asked kindly, "I didn't know that there was such a relationship between friends. I'm so sorry."
"It's all in the past. When I was young, I was too arrogant. I didn't want to accept it. Now I don't want to think about it anymore. I just want to use my little wealth to get a higher level body and leave some incense."
This is a story that Chen Shiyan just made up.
He didn't know what the rules were for this familiar Miss Huang.
Try to save your life.
There has to be some freedom.
This opportunity from the Lingxiao Sword Sect should be enough for them to pay attention to.
"Fellow Daoist, this is a great opportunity. Why don't you consider it? If it doesn't work out, my Huang family will also help you."
"Forget it. I've placed my hopes on my juniors. I've wasted so many years, and now that I've missed it, I've missed it."
"But the younger generation still has a chance. As long as their aptitude is similar to mine, I will pass on the sword techniques. Even if they cannot be accepted into the Sword Sect, they should be able to stay in Zhongzhou and the Sword Region."
"Hahaha, that's fine, that's fine, then my nephew can marry into my Huang family, and when we have descendants, they can naturally inherit your opportunity."
"That's what I was thinking."
"Come, come, let me introduce you. This is my Taoist partner."
Chen Shiyan immediately withdrew his glance.
"Your son-in-law greets Master Taishui."
In his heart, he smiled bitterly, "Wan Liao, Wan Liao, I just mistook Tai Shui for my future Taoist partner, you'll be punished for this."
Fan Chixiu took Fan'er, stood up, returned the greeting, and said nothing.
"Please sit down, my dear son-in-law. From now on, we are a family." Huang Shangshan said.
"Father-in-law."
"Oh, okay, okay."
"Well, you go and rest with the servants for a while. I'll send a letter to the family to call Yunling over so you can meet her."
"Of course, I'll follow my father-in-law's arrangements."
When Chen Shiyan was about to walk out the door, a soft, delicate, and melodious voice came over.
It was Fan Chixiu who spoke.
"Wait a minute, could you show me some of the Sword Sect's sword techniques? This may sound a bit abrupt, but I'm really curious."
"This is not good. How can you make things difficult for your own son-in-law? The sword technique must be a secret that is not passed on." He scolded Fan Chixiu in a serious manner.
"Haha, my dear son-in-law, you, Taishui, grew up in an aristocratic family, and you admire those great immortal sects very much..." Then he explained to Chen Shiyan.
Chen Shiyan played both the good and bad cops, but it didn't matter because he really could do it.
"It's not a big deal. Since Master Taishui wants to see it, I'll show you a little bit."
After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard outside the hall.
He stretched out his right hand, and a long sword shining with spiritual light appeared in his hand.
"Father-in-law, can you open the formation?"
"nature."
As soon as he finished speaking, a translucent light shield, like a big bowl, was hung over the main residence of the Huang family.
Chen Shiyan felt that the suppression of the city's anti-aircraft formation had disappeared.
It turned into a purple electric light and ran around in the formation.
In a breath, he returned to his original position and put away the sword.
"I'm sorry for showing off my skills. I'm not very good at it."
"What is this?" Fan Chixiu asked.
"This is a move from the Sword Canon, Purple Lightning and Thunder. It is easier than other sword moves."
"It is indeed a technique from the Immortal Sect."
After another round of flattery, Chen Shiyan said goodbye and left.
Fan Chixiu is well-informed. "The speed displayed by this move must be a very high-powered technique. Even if it is not Lingxiao Sword Sect, it is not something that a small sect can have."
"Could it be that he learned this trick from somewhere to deceive us?"
"Not really. This thing can be figured out. It's very recognizable. It's not that difficult to find out the name."
"Well, if that's the case, then let's just believe him for now. As for Ling'er..."
"I will go and tell Ling'er that it won't be too late to absorb his cultivation when the opportunity arises. As for the time being, I will look for someone else."
"By the way, we still need to investigate the sword technique. Ask someone to find out. Don't let anyone fool you. That would be fun."
"Yes, ma'am."
After that, I met Miss Huang and the matter was settled.
Even if he didn't know what the young lady of the Huang family looked like, just based on this Fan Chixiu, this son-in-law, Chen Shiyan was in a trance and no one could stop him.
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