I Have a Sword Immortal Wife

He opened his eyes to a bridal chamber with red candles. In front of him, on the wedding bed, sat a bride in a phoenix coronet and a red veil.Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, had he become a bridegroom? Oh, and a small son-in-law at that.Got it.His facial expression brewed for a moment, the corner of his mouth twisted into a smile, wait a minute…Eh, something's wrong.The bride was his childhood sweetheart, and she secretly loved him?Oh, then it's okay.This is right.Zhao Rong stepped forward and happily lifted the red veil, hey, wife, why are you running?-------------In the era of great contention, the tide of the times surged, and the Confucian student Zhao Rong rose to meet it. Besides wanting to catch up with the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart, the Sword Immortal wife, he also wanted to witness with his own eyes the various schools of thought that had swept across almost the entire cultivation world...