Spring passed and autumn came; in the blink of an eye, two winters and summers had gone by.
Mianyun Continent, inside Changqing Pavilion.
Yang Zhengshan looked at the fine rain drifting outside, his mind especially tranquil.
In two years, the Guest Elder Hall had already been completed. The newly built Guest Elder Hall had one palace hall, seven pavilions, more than thirty courtyards, and a large expanse of medicinal garden had also been opened up.
The palace hall was the Guest Elder Hall itself, used as the place where the Guest Elder Hall elders discussed matters or handled official business. At present, the Guest Elder Hall had four elders: Yang Zhengshan, Yun Xiao, Yun Xi, and Liu Yue.
Aside from the four elders, the Guest Elder Hall also had more than thirty immortal cultivators. These immortal cultivators all came from the Huanyue Sect and Xuanqing Sect. As for the Yang Family, Yang Zhengshan had not let the Yang Family's immortal cultivators join the Guest Elder Hall, and Hidden Sword Mountain had not required him to do so either.
Because the Yang Family was different from the two sects. The Yang Family was an immortal cultivation clan. If all of the Yang Family's immortal cultivators joined the Guest Elder Hall, then would this Guest Elder Hall belong to the Yang Family, or to Hidden Sword Mountain?
"Elder Yang, please!"
Beside him, Jian Qingxiao sat by the tea table and brewed the spirit tea with practiced ease.
"Mm!"
Yang Zhengshan savored the spirit tea carefully and praised, "Not bad!"
"If Elder Yang likes it, this junior can gift Elder Yang some!" Jian Qingxiao said with a smile.
She was not the sort of breathtaking beauty. Her features could only be called graceful, but there was a gentle, peaceful temperament about her, and