"I'll go see her." Qin Yao said in a solemn voice.

Uncle Jiu said leisurely: "She is in Qingfeng Pavilion."

Qin Yao nodded, raised his eyes and looked at the old leader: "Master, I will come back to you later."

"Just go and do your business." The old boss waved his hand.

After a while, Qin Yao escaped to the Qingfeng Pavilion and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who is it?" In the room, Ren Tingting got off the bed and asked.

"It's me." Qin Yao said.

Ren Tingting's delicate body trembled and she stagnated in place, her brain going into a shutdown state.

After a long time, she woke up as if from a dream, exhaled a long breath, walked slowly to the door, and opened the wooden door: "Taoist Master Qin."

"Is it convenient for us to chat?" Qin Yao pointed to the room and said warmly.

Ren Tingting quickly got out of the way: "It's convenient."

Qin Yao walked into the room and looked at the beauty in red dress who approached him after closing the door. For a moment, he didn't know where to start.

"Taoist Master Qin, take a seat." Ren Tingting seemed very generous at the moment, pointing to the seat next to the round table and said.

Qin Yao followed the good example, sat on the wooden chair, and said softly: "Have you been waiting for me all these years?"

Ren Tingting's heart trembled, and a blush instantly appeared on her ice-skinned cheeks. She tried hard to maintain her composure: "I just haven't met my beloved yet..."

Qin Yaozuo suddenly realized: "It turns out that Master made a mistake. You weren't waiting for me all the time."

At this moment, Ren Tingting felt so happy that she immediately understood that Uncle Jiu had helped her, and immediately said: "No, he was not mistaken."

Qin Yao looked into her eyes: "So, you have been waiting for me for more than eighty years?"

"Eighty-eight years, nine months and fourteen days." Ren Tingting said softly.

Looking at the pure and bright beauty, Qin Yao was deeply moved: "You actually remember it so clearly?"

Ren Tingting took a breath silently, raised her head, and said boldly: "Because every day, I will think of you."

Hearing this, Qin Yao no longer hesitated and raised his right hand towards the other party, with his palm facing the other party: "Although it's a bit too scumbag to say this now, but...are you willing to be with me?"

These words seemed to have a special magic power, penetrating Ren Tingting's body and mind like electricity.

More than eighty years of waiting finally came to fruition at this moment, causing her bright and smart eyes to sparkle, and then shed countless tears.

Two round teardrops slid smoothly across the cheeks, fell to the ground, and broke into several petals.

When her long-cherished wish was fulfilled, her first feeling was not joy, but wanting to cry, and cry happily.

Qin Yao took the initiative to take her jade-white palm, took her into his arms, and said softly: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Feeling the warmth of his embrace, Ren Tingting burst into tears, her whole body trembling and sobbing.

"It's okay, just cry out, no one will hear you." Qin Yao hugged her body that was as warm as jade, raised his finger, and drew a rune on the door.

Listening to his soft voice, Ren Tingting could no longer control herself and cried loudly, but her crying did not appear sad.

After a long time, Ren Tingting, whose eyes were swollen from crying, finally stopped crying. After venting her years of depression, she felt endless joy and sweetness in her heart. Her cheeks became hotter and as red as the clouds: "If you keep the clouds clear, you can see the moon.

I cannot deceive the ancients sincerely."

Qin Yao stretched out his hands and wiped away the tears on her face: "Come with me to the immortal world, and I will help you become an immortal by then."

"Ah?" Ren Tingting's eyes suddenly widened.

Qin Yao smiled slightly and said: "I have become an immortal and will soon ascend to the immortal world."

Ren Tingting: "..."

After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly remembered Ren Zhuzhu who had given up halfway.

If saying that more than eighty years of persistence has finally come to fruition is not enough to impress him, what about becoming an immortal?

Ren Zhuzhu gave up not only one person, but also a fairy tale~

After comparison, happiness will arise spontaneously.

August 15th.

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The wedding of Qin Yao and Ah Li was held grandly in Maoshan. The arriving guests stood from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain; the void facing the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace was filled with people.

Zhong Kui also came, with a smile on his originally majestic and square face. He was accompanied by Zhang Deyang, the ancestor of Maoshan, and Qiu Yunshui was by his side.

"Master Zhong, this high hall..."

After the ceremony, it was finally time for the newlyweds to pay their respects. Uncle Jiu took the initiative to come to Zhong Kui and asked softly.

"Just pay your respects." Zhong Kui said with a smile.

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

Looking at the four top chairs in the high hall, the old master's heart moved slightly, and he deliberately took two steps towards the top chair, fully expecting Lin Fengjiao's invitation.

He believes that he is qualified to sit on this top position, and when he actually sits on it, he will definitely leave a mark in the history of Maoshan.

"Why are you going?" Zhang Deyang suddenly reached out to catch him and asked quietly.

The old boss glanced at the high-ranking chair and said in a low voice: "I think it's too monotonous for Lin Fengjiao to sit there alone."

"Stand by my side honestly." Zhang Deyang said calmly.

"Uncle," the old master said eagerly.

"I haven't even sat on it, can you sit on it?" Zhang Deyang asked.

The old leader: "..."

Isn't it because you didn't sit on it because of your "sworn brother" status?

Completely ignoring the etiquette and becoming a sworn sworn disciple with a fellow disciple, this is a very shocking thing in the entire spiritual world!

But... Zhang Deyang had spoken, and he could only give up the idea of ​​becoming Qin Yao's high official.

"The bride is here, the bride is here!"

Accompanied by bursts of firecrackers, Qin Yao, who was dressed in a red groom's uniform, held red silk in his hand and led A'li, who was wearing a phoenix crown and a harem, into the Wanfu Palace slowly and went straight to the statue of Patriarch Sanmao.

"Ahem." On this side of Xiao Maojun's statue, the four-eyed Taoist priest who acted as the best man at this wedding cleared his throat and said loudly: "Bow down to heaven and earth."

Qin Yao and Ah Li held a piece of red silk together, turned to face the door, and bowed deeply.

In the crowd, a graceful woman wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat turned the wine glass in her hand, raised her head, and drank the drink in one gulp.

"Nekomata, why do you keep staring at her?" Not far away from the woman in black, Shi Shi, dressed in white like snow, tugged at the beautiful enchantress in a gorgeous dress and asked in a low voice.

Maomata's eyes stood up, staring closely at the woman in black: "This woman has a ghostly aura."

"A visitor from the underworld?" Shi Shi said in surprise.

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman suddenly turned her head to look at them. In an instant, all the hair on Nekomata's body stood up.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be malicious, just a little curious, and finally offered them a glass of wine.

"It must be the breath of the netherworld." Maomata said to Shi Shi, "And she is very strong, strong enough to kill me instantly."

Shi Shi patted her back gently and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. This is Taoist Master Qin's wedding venue. No one... will dare to cause trouble."

"Two bows to the high hall." At this time, Four Eyes sang loudly.

Qin Yao held the red silk and Ah Li and bowed deeply to Uncle Jiu.

"Okay, okay, get up quickly, get up quickly." Uncle Jiu raised his hands and said in a repeated voice.

The newlyweds stood up and sang again: "Husband and wife worship~~"

The couple turned towards each other and bent down at the same time.

With smiles on his four eyes, he said loudly: "Send him to the bridal chamber..."

"Senior Brother Qiu Sheng, should we have a wedding ceremony?" Several young Maoshan disciples came to Qiu Sheng and asked enthusiastically.

Qiu Sheng was speechless.

Are you itching to have trouble with Qin Yao's wedding room?

"I want you to go, but I won't go."

The young disciples looked at each other and then extinguished the thoughts in their hearts.

If no one takes the lead, they really don't dare to do this.

As Qin Yao's status became higher and higher, his majesty became more and more profound. How could other casual disciples dare to provoke him?

Inside the bridal chamber.

Even after countless skin-to-skin kisses, the moment Qin Yao used Yu Ruyi to lift his hijab, Ah Li still nervously closed her legs.

This is the impact that the sense of ritual brings to an individual's senses, even if it is a fairy or a god, it is just like ordinary people.

"Madam." Qin Yao said softly.
To be continued...