"Jiang Lin'er, little Qiongfeng of the Duxianmen, used the tears of her previous life to marry Fugui, Wang Fugui, who is in the lineage of Potianfeng of the Duxianmen, so it would be a good marriage."
In the back hall of Yuelao Hall, Yuelao murmured solemnly, and attracted a large group of clay figurines from Duxianmen, accompanied by starlight, holding the treasure tree of lovesickness.
Little Qiongfeng is the peak of longevity...
Yuelao smiled calmly, and began to carefully inspect the clay figurines of marriage in Duxianmen.
Yuelao is only in charge of marriage. When the marriage clay figurine is born, it is accompanied by a real name, a date of birth, and then where and where he usually lives at this time, and what are his basic 'connections'...
The way of heaven only allows him to know this.
But Yuelao can roughly deduce the age of the person through the date of birth, and thus deduce some simple relationships.
Soon, he found out all four clay figurines that Xiao Qiongfeng belonged to, and the relationship was clear at a glance.
"According to his age, this should be the ancestor of the long-lived boy, Jiang Lin'er."
Yuelao Fuxu sighed softly, looked at Jiang Lin'er's marriage fate clay figurine, and saw six clay figurines that were similar to it.
Among them, five clay figurines stick out the red rope, and the red rope has already reached the Jianglin'er clay figurine;
But Jiang Lin'er's clay figurine only had a red string protruding from her right hand and stretched it towards the sixth clay figurine—
Breaking through the lineage of Tianfeng, Wang Fugui.
There was also a red rope wrapped around Wang Fugui's left ankle, which was far away from the red rope that Jiang Lin'er had popped out, but the two missed by a distance and couldn't hook it.
Yuelao pinched his fingers and calculated, and then he knew that the two red ropes were once connected, but they were broken later.
"It turned out to be like this."
Yuelao caressed his beard and muttered. At this time, Wang Fugui already had strands of Dao charm entwined around him, which was a sign that he was close to the realm of the Golden Immortal.
Yuelao's cultivation base is limited, and the power of heaven that can be mobilized is also limited. If he wants to urge Jinxian to send out the red rope, he will suffer a lot of backlash, and it is easy for the other party to deduce the cause and effect of this matter.
But now, both of them have affection, but the red rope is a bit short.
In this case, even if one of them has already cultivated to be a golden immortal, as long as he makes a move, he can bring about good things...
Although Yuelao declared that he could not move Jinxian's marriage, the specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail.
"But this Wang Fugui's catastrophe is imminent...
If he fails to become a Golden Immortal, wouldn't that make the ancestor of the Changshou family widowed
How can the Longevity Dao Fruit be so good? "
The old man under the moon struggled for a while, and wanted to persuade the long-lived little friend in his dream, let his master wait for this Wang Fugui to cultivate into a golden fairy, and he will help to lead him, so it is considered safe.
but…
'Forget it, since this Jiang Lin'er is interested, and she used the tears of her previous life, just help her out. '
At that moment, Yue Lao began to operate.
He took out his golden scissors of the Dao of Heaven, first cut the red rope wrapped around 'Wang Fugui''s feet short, and then wrapped the red rope around 'Wang Fugui''s wrist, and then led Go to Jiang Lin'er's red rope.
There is a lot to pay attention to here!
Ordinary gods come to ask for marriage, even if it is a fait marriage, Yuelao will not tell them at all.
A red rope leads the two, and the marriage has never been distracted since then.
If the red rope is wrapped around the clay figurine's wrist, it means that this marriage is for the person corresponding to the clay figurine, which is generally beneficial.
If the red rope of this marriage is wrapped around the ankle, it means that this marriage will hinder this person.
If he had connected directly just now, Jiang Lin'er would have dragged Wang Fugui down.
But at this time, the marriage between Jiang Lin'er, Little Qiongfeng of Duxianmen, and Potianfeng Wang Fugui of Duxianmen, belongs to 'hand in hand', 'harmony and beauty', 'mutual benefit'...
This is the greatest role of Yuelao, the righteous god!
Speaking of the different winding positions of the red rope, there are actually several other special cases...
There is a red rope wrapped around the neck, which means that this marriage will lead to death;
There is a red rope around the waist, which shows that in this marriage, this person will be completely passive and be led by the other party.
Of course, not only Yuelao can take the initiative to modify, but also these red strings can be moved by themselves...
Yuelao glanced not far away, the only statue of three stars arching the moon in Duxianmen;
At this time, a red rope on Li Changshou's ankle has been moved to his wrist...
Although Li Changshou's own red rope has only thread ends, Yuelao is also an old fairy official, so he can tell the difference naturally.
After dealing with the position of Wang Fugui's red rope, Yuelao took out the treasure tree of lovesickness, and lightly pricked it at Jiang Lin'er's clay figurine...
Duxian Gate, Xiaoqiong Peak, in a thatched cottage by the lake.
Jiang Lin'er suddenly ran out of the house, holding on to the door frame, biting her lip, and looking in the direction of Potian Peak with silky eyes.
She was wearing a loose robe, like her hair, smooth to the end.
In the alchemy room, in front of the alchemy furnace;
Li Changshou, who was paying attention to the wind and grass on Little Qiong Peak, frowned and looked at this place.
What happened to my master
Afterwards, he heard a low voice from the little master...
"You cruel Wang Fugui...why don't you know what I mean..."
Wang Fu!
cough!
Li Changshou almost gushed out his celestial power, and almost blew up the alchemy furnace Elder Wan Linjun had given him!
What the hell is Wang Fugui
Wang, Master Wangqing's real name
Li Changshou couldn't help putting his hand on his forehead, the level of master Wangqing giving him a Taoist name was absolutely amazing!
On the other side, the apse of Yuelao Hall.
Humming a little tune proudly, Yuelao tightly twined a large length of red rope that had grown out from the Jianglin'er clay figurine with the red rope of Master Wangqing.
He pulled out another thread from his wedding robe and tied a concentric knot, and then he smiled with satisfaction.
It's locked.
He was also very happy to be able to make such a couple of gods and immortals.
Then, Yuelao remembered the other sympathy knot he had tied not long ago.
Putting the clay figurines of Duxianmen back in place, Yuelao brought out the clay figurines of Ao Yi and Jiang Si'er.
"Yo… "
Is this all over
Not bad, not bad, Yue Lao looked at the two clay figurines that were already leaning together, and nodded with a smile.
Um? Why did another red rope appear beside this little dragon prince
Yue Lao frowned slightly, looked along the red rope, and immediately saw 'far away', that clay figurine that appeared at an unknown time.
Wait a minute, the clay figurine sticking out the red rope to Prince Ao Yilong, how could it be... a human man? !
"this?"
Yuelao calculated with his fingers, and took the clay figurine over. With a click of the scissors in his hand, he decisively cut the red rope short!
"It's fine if there are women who miss long-lived friends, but there are still men! In this prehistoric world, people's hearts are uncertain!"
However, Yuelao had just cut this [inappropriate number of days] red rope, and the thread on the clay figurine's wrist unexpectedly grew into a new red rope at a speed visible to the naked eye, protruding towards...
Prince Xiaolong...
"Do you dare to grow longer?"
Yuelao stared, lifted his sleeves, and cut it off again with the scissors.
"It's still long!"
Click!
"Hey, Pindao can't cure you?!"
So, half a day later...
As the Golden Crow ascended to the east, the prehistoric world ushered in the first burst of heat from the sun star.
In the Yuelao Hall in the Heavenly Court, Yuelao's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the two clay figurines, and the ground was already densely packed with red ropes.
At this time, the 612th red rope grew out from the wrist of the clay figurine named Bian Zhuang again, and stubbornly leaned towards...
Ao Yi, the second prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea!
It's not that Yuelao has never seen a passionate person;
But to reach this level, I have been frustrated hundreds of times, but I still persevere!
Yuelao has never seen such a passionate, stubborn, and single-minded person!
How much love is hidden inside this clay figurine? The whole person is made up of emotions, right
But the problem is...
"You use the wrong way, Bian Zhuang!"
Yuelao stomped his feet angrily, and cursed: "If you are a woman, I'll just talk to Changshou Xiaoyou, and it's okay to let the second prince of the Dragon Palace have more concubines.
But you! you!
Wow, I am really mad at the poor! "
At this time, the big boy from Yuelao Hall hurriedly came to report:
"Master! Lord Dongmu, you have come here on a cloud!"
"oh?"
Yuelao's spirit was shaken, he glanced at the red ropes all over the place, shook his sleeves, all these red ropes turned into pink light, and quietly dissipated.
"And wait until Pindao comes back to deal with you!"
At that moment, Yuelao turned around and left angrily, tidied up his robes, and greeted him outside the hall.
…
Half a month ago.
Xiniu Hezhou, at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, in the residence of Taoist Wenjing.
Wearing a light blue gauze dress and a silk embroidered tube top skirt, Taoist Wenjing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror that he made casually, carefully scrutinizing himself in the mirror.
How about dressing like this when you meet that man in the future
'Although Her Majesty the Queen disdains to curry favor with him, even if he is the strongest among the saint disciples, this Queen just appreciates it;
But in the end, it would be a wonderful thing if he could make him prostrate at the queen's legs. '
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Thinking of this, Taoist Wenjing laughed out loud.
Suddenly, a golden light flew from above Lingshan, landed in front of Taoist Wenjing, and condensed into a wooden sign.
Taoist Wenjing stopped laughing immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he shattered the mirror in front of him casually, and the fragments turned into drops of clear water, which fell into the treasure pool.
She raised her hand and clicked on the wooden sign, and heard an old voice from inside:
"On the day of Ao Yi's wedding in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, you need to bring six thousand puppets and twenty thousand blood mosquitoes, and cooperate with the Hai Clan rebels to pretend to attack the South China Sea Dragon Palace and transfer the dragon masters away from the East China Sea Dragon Palace."
Taoist Wenjing said in a low voice: "Yes, this subordinate obeys."
"Well, after finishing this matter, Pindao will ask the teacher for your credit.
You only need to do things for us with all your heart, and our Western teachings can keep you safe and sound.
But, if you dare to have a second heart... hum! "
"You're joking," Taoist Wenjing twitched his lips, and continued to laugh, "If there is no place to support me, where in the world can I be accommodated?"
"Well, it's good to know."
There was a reply from the wooden sign, and then it turned into golden light and flew away from here.
'waste! '
Taoist Wenjing cursed from the bottom of his heart, and his mood obviously became much worse.
'Such an obvious feint, is it true that the Dragon Clan can't see it
Even if the Dragon Clan can't see it, can they hide it from that little man's evil eyes? '
Feigning an attack on the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, diverting the tiger away from the mountain, and then attacking Ao Yi's wedding place in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea...
This seems to be a good strategy, but in fact it is full of loopholes.
If the Hai Clan rebels want to severely injure the Dragon Clan, why not gather their strength and directly attack the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea
If Daoist Wen Jing was to arrange this matter, this time he would pick the Beihai Dragon Palace, the weakest of the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, and try his best to break through the Beihai Dragon Palace, giving the Dragon Clan a ruthless blow!
Then send a few saint disciple-level masters to the sea eye of the East China Sea to spread the method of "repelling demons", turning the remnants of the dragon masters who filled the eye of the sea into demon barriers, and go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to cause trouble...
This is definitely a heavy hammer for the Dragon Clan!
It is very likely to be defeated directly. At this time, the Dragon Clan is already strong on the outside and capable on the inside!
At that time, the Western religion will directly extend an olive branch to subdue the Dragon Clan, won't it be done
'Unfortunately, you have lost such a wise and resourceful queen. '
Taoist Wenjing swept his sleeves and floated back to his bed.
She originally wanted to report directly to the Sea God of the South China Sea and continue to earn performance for herself, but Taoist Wenjing subconsciously...
Just stabilize your hand first.
She deliberately waited for half a month, and through the blood mosquito puppets scattered among the sea rebels everywhere, she confirmed that the plan she got was indeed true.
Only then did he use his supernatural powers to attract a blood mosquito hidden in a fish demon primordial spirit near Anshui City in Nanfangbuzhou, and it floated towards Anshui City silently.
Flying into the sky of the Sea God Temple, Taoist Wenjing still wanted to repeat the old trick, looking for the old temple that he controlled last time, to make this Sea God disgusting.
But she sensed it a little bit, only to find that...
Today Sea God is at home, meeting guests in the back hall of Sea God Temple.
Taoist Wenjing sneered, and floated to the back hall of the Sea God Temple, landed on the beam, and looked at the three old men with white hair and beard below.
On the main seat, the kind-faced, kind-eyed, thin old man in a white robe is naturally the incarnation of the Sea God of the South China Sea and the little mage of Renjiao. He is also his current target and the person who controls her future destiny.
The other two, one was wearing a blue robe and the other was wearing a big red wedding gown, the former was from the Golden Fairyland and the latter was from the Heavenly Fairyland, their bodies exuded astonishing...
Heavenly merit!
Taoist Wenjing was moved immediately, but just as she was about to move, she heard Li Changshou's voice...
"These two are important ministers of the Heavenly Court, are you sure you want to stab them?"
The blood mosquito stood still for a moment, Taoist Wenjing who was far away in the cave mansion of Hezhou in Xiniu twitched his lips and laughed a few times.
However, this scene made Taoist Wenjing believe what Li Changshou said earlier.
The two important ministers below are discussing with the Sea God of the South China Sea many details about going to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea to congratulate them, and they have also sent a lot of information to Taoist Wenjing...
Sea God is really an important figure in Heavenly Court.
This wasn't Li Changshou's intentional scheme, it's just that the two groups of guests happened to catch up...
In this way, it can be considered a good thing that Taoist Wenjing can see more hope.
Counting the days, Taoist Wenjing came here this time to tell him about the arrangement of the Western Cult for Ao Yi's wedding.
Li Changshou didn't think much about it, he knew it later;
He continued to discuss with Dongmu Gong and Yue Lao Lao Tie about the specific congratulatory gifts for Ao Yi, Yue Lao's congratulations at that time, and how many heavenly generals and soldiers from the heavenly court he would bring there...
The congratulatory team for Ao Yi's wedding in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, appointed by His Majesty the Jade Emperor, was formally established at this moment.
The team leader is Dong Mugong, the deputy team leader is the Sea God of the South China Sea who has not yet obtained the position of righteous god, and the director of the team... is naturally Yuelao.
Dong Mugong pondered a few times, and euphemistically made a suggestion...
"Fellow Yuelao's cultivation is not too high, he is regarded as a civil servant in the Heavenly Court, should he send a few generals from the Golden Immortal Realm to escort him there?"
Li Changshou glanced at Yuelao, afraid that Laotie would be embarrassed, but Yuelao just nodded with a smile, nothing unusual.
"Heavenly Court now...is there?"
"Of course there are, although not many."
"Then I will trouble Duke Mu to tell His Majesty, and invite the two masters to go together."
Li Changshou said sternly: "Please remember, Mr. Mu, although His Majesty has assigned this matter to the three of us, we cannot make any decisions at will, and we should ask His Majesty to make a decision without tiresome work.
There are not too many affairs in the Heavenly Court today, so don't be afraid of trouble. Only when the Heavenly Court is operating as usual can the matter be completed and done, and then report to His Majesty. "
Dongmugong and Yuelao thought for a while at the same time, and each nodded.
Taoist Wenjing snorted secretly, "This guy really knows a lot." '
She was a little bored at first, and then she saw a picture scroll hanging in the middle hall, and glanced at it unconsciously;
In a trance, Taoist Wenjing felt a sharp sword intent, his whole body trembled, and the three layers of clothes were wet with cold sweat...
This, this is!