The grand ceremony of dual cultivation was unprecedented.
Originally, they had planned to hold a small ceremony, but Luo Qinglan was too famous, known as the number one fairy in the southern world of immortal cultivation. Regardless of their cultivation level, everyone wanted to see what kind of man could capture the heart of this Divine Phoenix Fairy.
On a happy day, everyone who comes is a guest.
Since people had come, there was no reason to refuse them, so the entire Qingyang Island was overcrowded, and there were even many sea monsters.
When the auspicious time arrived, fairy music came from the top of the mountain where the City Lord’s Mansion was located. Balls of light floated out along with the fairy music and turned into fairy flowers.
Then, the flowers turned into colorful birds, flying in pairs.
It is so beautiful, like a fairyland.
A man and a woman appeared on the top of the mountain. The man was dressed in black clothes and cloud shoes, looking elegant and otherworldly. The woman was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, looking dignified, elegant, bright and beautiful.
The two of them walked in the air hand in hand, with colorful fairy birds dancing around them.
A picture of a divine couple came into the eyes of the monks.
Monks go against the will of heaven and do not need to worship heaven and earth.
My parents are no longer with us.
Master Luo Qinglan has passed away, Chen Lin’s master, Fairy Baiyin, cannot be present, and there is no matchmaker.
The two of them drank the wedding wine directly, and the wedding was over.
Such a high-profile appearance also satisfied the wishes of many cultivators to see who will be the bride of the Divine Phoenix Goddess.
Of course, I don’t know how many people praised it and how many people cursed it.
Chen Lin observed the faces of the monks and felt that there must be many people who secretly cursed that a flower was stuck in cow dung.
Outside the crowd of spectators.
A slender figure, wrapped tightly with even her head covered by a cloak, looked upwards, motionless.
"Why, you still miss him? Why don't you go meet him?"
Next to the slender figure, an ugly old woman suddenly spoke.
Hearing this, the slender figure trembled.
"No, I don't want him to see me like this."
The slender figure withdrew his gaze and turned around, revealing an equally old and ugly face under the cloak.
“Haha.” The old woman laughed dryly and said, “If you hadn’t practiced this Xuanhuang Killing Ghost Technique, you wouldn’t be alive today. Everything in the world has its destiny. If you gain, you will lose.”
Then she glanced at the group of newcomers who were all the acclaim and said coldly, "No man is good. Since you don't want him to see you, then what are you still doing here? Go!"
After saying that, the old woman turned and left.
The slender figure looked at Chen Lin again, sighed, and followed.
Chen Lin, who was accepting congratulations from everyone, suddenly felt something and looked towards the crowd, but saw nothing.
"Haha, Brother Chen, you have great skills. You can even get the favor of Fairy Luo. You are going to become the public enemy of all the male cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation!"
Jin Xingyun presented a gift and joked with Chen Lin with a smile.
Chen Lin retracted his gaze and responded with a smile: "I heard that Brother Jin has already made an engagement with Lord Qing's granddaughter. It is also a cause for celebration. Please inform me in advance when you get married so that I can go and congratulate you!"
"Of course!"
Jin Xingyun laughed, then took out another gift and said, "Master Qing has something important to do and can't leave, so let me congratulate you on his behalf!"
Chen Lin was flattered and quickly took the gift and said, "How dare I trouble Lord Qing to think about me? Brother Jin will tell Lord Qing that when I am done with my work and you are free, I will come to thank you!"
Lord Qing and Master Wanmeng are now the backbone of the human race. They will not participate in any banquets casually. Having someone bring a gift is already a great honor to them.
The same went for Master Wan Meng. He did not come in person, but asked Liu Ruolan to bring a gift.
After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Jin Xingyun went somewhere else, while Chen Lin was called by Luo Qinglan to meet other people.
After some greetings, they were treated to divine food and wine.
For this grand ceremony, Qingyang Sect almost emptied its savings and took out all the best ingredients. The high-level cultivators were naturally not interested in them, but the low-level cultivators were very excited and toasted each other in a lively atmosphere.
"Haha, it's so festive!"
Amid the noise, a sword light whizzed in, and then it turned into an old man with sword-like eyebrows, standing in the air and sneering.
Seeing the appearance of this old man, the monks below were immediately frightened and retreated one after another.
Chen Lin sensed that the visitor had ill intentions and couldn't help but glance at Luo Qinglan beside him.
Luo Qinglan frowned and whispered, "It's He Yunfei, the leader of Wanjian Sect, He Jiuxiao's father."
Chen Lin suddenly understood.
This is looking for trouble.
But this is understandable. At the beginning, He Jiuxiao was Luo Qinglan's suitor and was favored by many people. Later, he had one shoulder cut off by him because of jealousy. According to Luo Qinglan, his cultivation had not improved at all since then and he died in the catastrophe.
If it weren't for the injury, with He Jiuxiao's natural talent, there is a great chance that he would succeed in forming a fetus.
"This person is very powerful, and his swordsmanship is superb. You have to be careful."
Luo Qinglan's voice sounded again, and Chen Lin nodded.
The other party is a veteran cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and also a sword cultivator. No matter how conceited he is, it is impossible for him to look down on him.
Moreover, on this occasion today, he could not retreat, let alone let Luo Qinglan stand in front of him.
Just as Chen Lin was about to step forward, he heard a woman on the viewing stand suddenly speak.
"He Yunfei, don't cause trouble on this happy day. Do you have any grudges that must be resolved today?"
The one who spoke was the current leader of the Baihua Sect, named Shang Xuelian, and his cultivation level was also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
Fairy Baihua thinks highly of Luo Qinglan and treats her as her disciple, so True Lord Xuelian would offer his help.
Among the Nascent Soul cultivators present, only she had the status and cultivation level to speak to the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor in this way.
Patriarch Wan Jian glanced at True Lord Xue Lian and said expressionlessly, "True Lord Xue Lian, please don't get involved in this matter. The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable. I didn't do anything to the woman surnamed Luo because of Fairy Bai Hua's face, but the culprit who seriously injured my son and caused his death cannot be let go no matter what."
After saying that, he looked at Chen Lin with a cold gaze and said in a cold voice: "Don't say that I bully a junior like you. I only use one sword. If you can catch it, then you are not destined to die. If you can't catch it, then you will go to the underworld to accompany my son!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, and the murderous aura was as real as substance.
Buzz!
With the sound of a sword, the sky and the earth darkened.
The sword intent was overwhelming, and the sword light, with the momentum to destroy everything, slashed towards Chen Lin's body.
A phoenix cry emanated from Luo Qinglan's body, and she was about to block for Chen Lin, but Chen Lin flew out first, unfolded his golden body, and the Black Tortoise Shield transformed into a huge Black Tortoise phantom, actively meeting the sword light!
He knew that this sword would be the opponent's strongest attack, but he had no other choice. He could not let Luo Qinglan stand in front of him. Not only would others look down on him, but his own Taoism would also be damaged.
Moreover, the opponent's sword intent locked him, and he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.
But Chen Lin was not too worried. No matter how strong the opponent's attack power was, he was only in the Nascent Soul stage after all. It was wishful thinking to want to break through the defense of the Black Tortoise Shield!
The sword flashed and hit the shield with a loud bang!
Just as Chen Lin expected, although the Black Tortoise Shield roared continuously, the opponent's sword light was blocked and failed to break through the shield's defense.
But the next moment, his expression changed.
After the opponent's sword light collapsed, it did not dissipate directly, but instantly split into nine sword lights, bypassing the shield from different directions and slashing towards his body!
The other party came prepared and had already found out about his methods. He knew that he had the magical treasure, the Black Tortoise Shield, so he took advantage of the situation and did this.
Seeing this, Chen Lin couldn't help but sneer. The other party thought he had figured out his strengths and weaknesses, but he didn't know that after he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he had better control over the power of the Black Tortoise Shield.
As soon as he thought about it, the shadow of the black tortoise on the shield instantly wrapped around his body, one step faster than the sword light.
Immediately afterwards, nine sword lights bombarded his body!
Although there were only nine sword lights, Chen Lin seemed to be in a sea of swords, with endless sword power strangling him madly.
"open!"
He let out a low roar, and the shadow of the Black Tortoise suddenly shone brightly. He opened his mouth and sucked in all the raging sword light.
The shadow of Xuanwu also collapsed.
"It's rude not to reciprocate, so you should take my move!"
Chen Lin shouted coldly, shook his robe, and pointed at the Wanjian Patriarch who had a look of disbelief on his face!
A silver light flashed, and before the Old Ancestor Wanjian could react, it hit him.
Then the high-level monks who were watching the battle nearby discovered that the vitality of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor was rapidly declining, and in an instant he became shaky, as if he was about to fall down.
Everyone looked horrified.
Being able to catch the flying sword of Patriarch Wanjian could be said to be relying on the power of the treasure, but it was just a light tap of the finger that made Patriarch Wanjian, a powerful mid-Nascent Soul stage warrior, become like this. His strength was truly terrifying.
Before, some people who didn't know the truth thought that Luo Qinglan had very poor taste for choosing such a man with no reputation and ordinary appearance. Some even maliciously thought that she was attracted by his strong body.
Only now did I understand that it was not because of bad vision, but because it was too good!
Even True Lord Xuelian of the Baihua Sect was shocked, and the look he gave Chen Lin became strange.
"Today is my big day. I don't want to cause bloodshed. Get lost!"
Chen Lin's voice was cold and resounding throughout the venue.
In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill the other party directly, but he found that several Nascent Soul cultivators had quietly approached the other party, and it was obvious that they had a friendship with the other party.
As long as he made the move to kill, these Nascent Soul cultivators would certainly come to his aid. However, it was impossible for him and Luo Qinglan to deal with so many powerful men at the same time.
Ancestor Wan Jian has been operating in the southern immortal cultivation world for hundreds of years, and his network of relationships is far beyond the reach of up-and-coming talents like him and Luo Qinglan. Once a fight breaks out, there will definitely be more people helping the other side than helping them.
Even the True Lord Xuelian and Jin Xingyun would at most not help either side and would definitely not kill the Ancestor Wanjian for them.
But it doesn’t matter. If I can’t kill the other party today, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
There was murderous intent in Chen Lin's eyes. He had to find a way to destroy such an enemy, otherwise he would suffer from it if he failed to kill it!